Chapter Sixteen
"Your Jeannie's sister," said Colonel Healey.
"Right, darling." She blinked him somewhere out into the Australian outback.
"Roger, you idiot, I told you to keep Nelson from my sister." With that she blinked him to the South Pole.
"Stay away from my master," said Jeannie.
"Or what?" Jeannie's sister sent a table flying their way..
"Ooh," said Jeannie, sending a lamp in the opposite direction.
Soon the room was full of flying furniture. Earthquakes rumbled underground, lighting, and thunder filled the air. Colonel Nelson crawled towards his son, who was looking wearily and bewildered at the whole scene. "You mother isn't stronger than her sister. You need to blink in a diversion so Jeannie can finish the job. You know how to?"
"Not more magic," he complained.
"Just once, young man, then it will be all over. Tony Jr. blinked, after two "boings', what he was aiming for appeared, an anvil hovering over his aunt' s head.
"Nice job, darling, but not nearly nice enough," said Jeannie's sister. She blinked and the anvil crashed through the wall above them.
All of a sudden Jeannie's sister was encased in a sealed telephone booth. Jeannie had used the moment to imprison her sister. Jeannie blinked again, and the telephone booth disappeared. "I sent her home to mama," she told Colonel Nelson.
"Good, lets hope she stays there this time," he said, kissing Jeannie.
Jeannie blinked, and the Roger Healeys, both senior and junior, returned from their trips.
"I'm real sorry," said Roger Healey Jr.
"He didn't know what he was doing," said Colonel Healey.
"That is not good enough," said Jeannie, turning into a skunk, and then back into a person.
"We ought to make him hang over a pit of hungry crocodiles," suggested Colonel Nelson.
"How about feeding Roger to some piranhas," said Tony Jr., weakly.
"I know just the thing," said Jeannie.
"Please," started Roger Jr. Jeannie blinked, and he turned into a large, green parrot.
"Please, please," it squawked.
"Do not worry. It is just for two months, just until your vacation would have ended anyway." Jeannie glared at the parrot.
"You should never make a genie angry," Colonel Healey said to the parrot as he picked up the cage.
"Pieces of eight, pieces of eight," the parrot squawked.
"You know, Dr. Bellows is right. He does have a money obsession." Colonel Healey said as Jeannie blinked, and he, and his son/parrot, were transported home.
Jeannie blinked, and the villa, and all the other things that Roger Healey had wished for, disappeared. Jeannie blinked again, and the Nelsons were home as well.