Mindy Gets Her Wish Mindy Gets Her Wish - Chapter 2, an i dream of jeannie fanfic

Mindy Gets Her Wish

(Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of I Dream of Jeannie; they belong to their creators. This story is written purely for entertainment and not for profitable purposes. I do, however, own all original characters and the plot. If you would like to use the characters I have created, please ask first.)

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Jeannie's earlier blink to keep Mindy calm remained in place, even after she was gone from the computer screen. Which was fine with Mindy as all she could do now was gaze lovingly at her new Master. He looked so much like Larry Hagman, it was truly amazing. Her magic even told her that his name was "Anthony Nelson." He was just different enough so that she knew he was separate from the show's Anthony Nelson. All those subtle variances improve him in her eyes that much more.

The best part of what she saw when she looked at him, was what she felt. When she looked into his face, she knew that this was her Master. The simple fact of self-ownership that she had quietly lived with all of her life was missing from her very being. She felt its absence even as she felt his ownership of her pulsing within him. Mindy understood she was his property, although not because of laws or convention but because it was a spiritual fact. And she loved it.

Mindy knelt, bowing with palms together before gazing up at him. "Your wish is my command, Master," she said.

Her Master smiled, and she felt a pleasure like nothing she'd ever known, and just because he was pleased with her. "Hello, Jeannie," he said. Jeannie! He called her Jeannie! Just like she had dreamed for her entire life since first seeing the show! And when he used it that way, it felt so right! She jumped up and was about to hug him. However, Mirrilla had other plans for the young djinni. She blinked herself instantly standing between them, Mindy's desk chair vanishing in the process.

"Before we get too far along in my guidance with you and your powers, Mindy, I think you should find a way of telling your parents that you are now a djinni. That is not something you should keep back from your family."

"Oh! All right," Mindy agreed. She was about to blink out, but an intuitive need stopped her. She did not think she had to get permission from her Master. Yet, she knew she would feel better if she did.

"May I go see them, Master?" she asked. "I will be back in ten minutes or so, I promise."

"Sure thing, Jeannie," her Master said. "Just don't be too long." That simple suggestion entered Mindy like an actual command and she knew it would be difficult to disobey, at least not without finding a loophole in his orders. His wish truly had become her command. The very idea of that caused her to giggle again. Someday she might take pleasure in finding a way around an order of his, but not today.

"Of course, Master," she said and felt a tingle in her body and soul from her sign of obedience. Mindy stepped around Mirrilla and up to her Master, getting up on her toes a bit to peck him on the lips. She squealed softly in delight at doing that, grinning happily to him. He gazed almost lustfully back at her, making her grin all the more. "Then when I come back, I can move out of here and to your place. Or palace, if you wish for that," she added with a slight giggle and blinked herself out. However, she reappeared almost immediately, facing Mirrilla.

"Oh! I almost forgot," Mindy said. "I want you to be there with me, but invisibly, okay? I will still blink myself to them because I want to appear, first."

"Do it anyway you like, Mindy. I will watch quietly nearby."

"Great!" Mindy replied and quickly blinked out. A magical instant later Mindy reappeared sitting cross-legged in the middle of the breakfast table at only half her normal height. She had also displaced to nothingness the condiment tray that normally rested there. She sat facing both her mother and father, her arms folded in from of her as if ready to blink.

"Hi guys!" she said immediately, giggling at how much both of them jumped and cried out at her sudden appearance.

"My word!" said her mother her hands quickly up to her mouth in her surprise. Had she been twenty years younger, she would have looked exactly like her daughter, other than the clothing. Still, she hardly showed her age even at 47. Her husband, Stephen, hadn't been so lucky, with both his beard and his hair showing plenty of salt & pepper hairs, and a few wrinkles here and there. However, if what her eyes were revealing of her diminutive daughter was really taking place, aging gracefully was the least of their troubles to come.

"What the..." replied her father, adding, "I must be hallucinating…"

"You are not hallucinating, Papa. And I shall prove it to you," Mindy replied as she nodded and blinked the three of them out. They reappeared almost instantly later, standing only eight inches tall in the middle of the table. Mindy pointed out to her father, "Have you ever had a hallucination like this?"

"I've never had any hallucinations!" her father replied, getting angry with her. "You tell us what's going on, now, young lady! And why are you calling me 'Papa'?"

"As you wish," Mindy replied, and noticed that her mother grinned at Mindy's statement for but a moment. Her shocked expression returned as quickly as she had dropped it. Perhaps all those years of watching her daughter's favorite show with her made their current situation seem awfully familiar. Mindy smiled as she explained, "I call you 'Papa' because that is what you are to me. It is because I am a djinni now."

"A what?" her father said.

"A djinni, Papa. Do you not remember my favorite show, I Dream of Jeannie? Well it turns out that it is not just a TV show. Jeannie really exists. She came into my computer and granted my wish to be a djinni. But she had to summon another djinni because Jeannie does not have the power to turn humans into Djinn. So, I want you to meet the djinni that did this wonderful thing for me. Mirrilla? You can appear now!"

Mirrilla appeared next to Mindy, her hands clasped before her. "Hello. I am pleased to meet you both. Mindy is an excellent djinni, and seems to know much about her powers. I will also be staying with her for a while to help her through any difficulties. I hope you do not mind?"

Neither of Mindy's parents could utter a sound and Mindy could sense with some inner power that both were just too stunned by all this magic to respond at all. So a quick blink at them restored their calm thoughts, much in the same way that Jeannie did for Mindy earlier. At the same time, her blink made them believe what she had told them. It was simpler that way.

Her Mother was the first to speak. "Mindy, this is so amazing! I never thought any of this could ever be true! How long has it been?"

"No more than ten or fifteen minutes, now, Mama. I have already blinked myself around the world, and changed myself into other forms. Oh, and Jeannie gave me a wish before she left, so I wished for the most wonderful Master I could think of," she admitted, thinking lovingly of her new Master, Major Anthony Nelson. "He is waiting for me upstairs right now. I came down here to tell you of my new life because Mirrilla advised me to. She thought it would be best if you knew now, instead of later."

"This is still so unreal!" her father added and stepped closer to his daughter to hug her. "We still love you no matter where your life takes you. I guess you will have a very long life now, huh?"

"Oh, yes, Papa, I will. But, I was thinking, what if I wished for Mama to be turned into a djinni, too? Then we could all live long lives as a family. That is, if Mirrilla will allow me this wish?" she said, looking over to Mirrilla.

"I would be most happy to grant that wish, if your mother agrees."

"Yes! I do agree!" Mindy's mother practically shouted. Mindy had previously felt it in her heart that her mother would agree to this, and was so very happy when she did.

"Thank you, Mama. I know you will love your powers. I certainly do," Mindy said. "But, you will need to tell Mirrilla exactly what you want yourself to look like as a djinni. What kind of clothes, and if you want her to change your body any, like I had her do with me."

"I was going to ask you about that, Mindy," her father chimed in. "You are stunningly beautiful now. You may have to be careful of other men when you are out in public, though."

"Oh, that is no problem to a djinni like me, Papa. Besides, if anyone gets too fresh, I can just use my magic on them. Temporarily, of course; I would not want to upset someone too much," she added, giggling at the thought of situations like that. She looked forward to using her powers to protect both herself and her Master should it ever arise.

"If you say so, dear. I guess we need to see what your Mother has in mind for herself, then," he said, looking over to his wife. She gave him one of her sly grins in return, obviously having already thought it all out.

"Oh, I know just the thing for myself, Stephen," she said, then looked to her daughter. "Are you going to give me my djinni clothes and new body, or will you, Mirrilla?"

"I will do it when I change you into a djinni, Pamela."

"Okay. Wait a minute! How do you know my name? I never told you."

Mirrilla just looked at Mindy with a knowing grin before facing Pamela. "That is one of the simple powers of us Djinn. To know the thoughts of those we serve, even if you are not my Master. We are just not allowed to delve too deep into others' thoughts unless absolutely necessary."

"Oh. Okay, then let me tell you what I want for my body and clothes," she said. "First, I do believe I want a body at least as good as your own. I guess as a djinni I can always change it myself if I don't like it, right?"

"Yes, but what you choose now will be your permanent form. If you are ever forced unconscious, like from a blow to the head, or from fainting, and you are in another form, then you will automatically revert to your permanent one upon awakening. If you like, I will change your body and clothes first, and give you your powers after you have approved of you body form."

"Okay, let's do that, then," she agreed. "I guess you need to know what I want for clothes, too, right?"

"Yes, please."

"Alright. I want mine to be like my daughter's, only with cobalt blue where the red is on hers, and a light teal for the other silks."

"As you wish," Mirrilla replied, folding her arms before her as she nodded and blinked at Pamela, changing her body and clothes into what she desired. She looked almost exactly like her daughter in every detail, including her youthfulness and luxurious brunette hair. Both could pass themselves off as twins with but a blink to change their clothes to match. Her body became slightly more accentuated in curves than that of her daughter, and it was as it should be. Her new looks were stunningly beautiful in the cobalt-blue and teal combination, thought Mirrilla. She might even have to try that combination herself one of those days.

"Wow! Mama, you look beautiful!" Mindy cried out. She could see her father's eyes widen considerably, the look on his face definitely one of approval.

"I do not think your family has a problem with how you look, Pamela," Mirrilla admitted with a chuckle.

"I think you are right," she replied, giving her husband another one of her sly grins. Just wait until she had her powers, she mused. "And I do not have a problem with it, either. In fact, it feels absolutely wonderful to be so perfectly shaped! I don't see how I could improve this body."

"You would be surprised at the answer to that, Pamela," Mirrilla offered, then continued with, "so, are you ready to gain your powers as a full djinni?"

"Yes, I am. Do I need to close my eyes or anything?"

"Oh, no! It would even be best if you left them open," she explained, folding her arms before her once more. "Ready?"

"Yes, Mirrilla. Oh, I'm so excited!" she let out as Mirrilla just giggled a little before she nodded and blinked Pamela out. Stephen jumped at seeing this happen, then jumped again when his djinni of a wife reappeared where she stood, looking no different. They noticed, too, that her reappearing sound was an almost perfect match as that of her daughter's, just in a lower pitch.

"Did it work?" she asked.

"Oh, yes," Mirrilla answered. "You are now a djinni, Pamela, as powerful as your daughter, but not as powerful as I."

"Really? Does that mean I cannot turn another into a djinni like you can?"

"That is correct."

"Oh, I was hoping I would have that power. Oh well. I think I can get used to not being able to do that if I can at least do everything I have seen my daughter do so far," she added, smiling broadly to her magical daughter, eliciting an equally big smile in reply.

"Would you like to try out something with your magic now?" Mirrilla asked.

"Oh yes!" she said, folding her arms up before her as she nodded and blinked herself into teal smoke, again with a lower-pitched version of Mindy's blink-sounds. The *foosh* sound was similar to Jeannie's other than the fact that Pamela's blink-sound reverberated into much longer. In mere seconds, she quickly formed into a small two-foot tall column of ever-roiling smoke, like that of all Djinn and willed herself over in front of her husband. She had been squealing in delight the whole time, both at how it felt to her, and at the fact that she was doing it at all.

"Oh god, Stephen! I can hardly believe I am really smoke! I am so excited now! I just have to do more!" she said.

Mindy stared at her mother's smoke and couldn't wait to do the same thing. But this was her mother's moment. She would turn into smoke for the first time in front of her Master.

Mindy's mother blinked, and rematerialized herself with a sound like Jeannie's but lower in pitch and more echo, her arms around her husband's neck and her body pressed tightly against his. She then looked over to her daughter and Mirrilla as she nodded and blinked the four of them out. They reappeared full size almost instantly in the middle of the den. Pamela had gotten a taste of magic and promptly blinked herself and her husband out, leaving Mindy and Mirrilla behind.

"I wonder where she was taking them?" Mindy asked.

"Well, if you use your magic to see in your mind what your mother's aura is like, you can find her no matter where she may blink to. Here, I will show you myself," she said, sending the image she got of Pamela's aura to Mindy, making her eyes light up at the revelation.

"Wow! I did not know we had this kind of power! I guess it is like what Jeannie said on her show once: that she really can do anything. Other than turn others into Djinn. Are you sure there is no way that I can do that myself, too?"

"Well, the only other way is to go to Hadji yourself and ask to be turned into an elemental djinni like myself. Only then would you have the power to grant this wish to humans. I do not think he would grant that wish at this time, Mindy. Other than a few that are still trapped in bottles, lamps, rings, gems, and other odds and ends, all elemental and non-elemental Djinn are in Limbo. We left the world alone thousands of years ago. Now, you and the others will get to play in the physical world for more thousands of years as the Djinn population grows here all over again. From what I know of the future here this time around, there should be between 50 and 80 Djinn in this world by the end of the year, yourself and your mother included."

"I see. That does not seem like very many, though," Mindy observed.

"Mindy, when you consider just how powerful you are, that is plenty of Djinn. When you are more experienced in magic, and you and the other Djinn begin fathering more of our kind, your population will expand even more. You should seek out Hadji to become an elemental djinni when that time comes. Your kind will need a leader and others to help guide them. I cannot be here for all of you all of the time. You should also know that there will be some animal Djinn by then, too."

"You mean like Djinn-Djinn?"

"Yes, though this time they will be more powerful, and more intelligent in the ways of magic."

"Okay. Do I have the power to turn animals into Djinn, or are they the same as humans?"

"You are correct, Mindy. Only elementals have that power. However, you do have the power to turn a non-living object into a wish-granter, such as a doll, or a stone, or a ring. Anything that is not already alive, though it can be something that used to be alive, like a plant, but not a dead animal. You will just have to play with those powers on your own to see what you can grant that power to."

"Alright, I understand that. I remember on the show when Jeannie turned Anthony's whole house into a wish-granter. She called it 'automatic' though."

"Right. It is the same thing."

"Okay. But back to the part about our kind needing a leader. Are you implying that would be me?" she asked, incredulous, yet hoping that was the answer. She would love to be the most important djinni of them all.

"Indeed I was! None of the other humans I have ever imparted with powers appeared to want such a responsibility as part of their new life. I could sense it in you on that deeper level, just as I could with all the others. In a few decades you will be experienced enough to become an elemental like me. You should make friends with the other Djinn out there so that they know you when the need arises for a new Hadji. That way, you have both allies and supporters, and some can be given other roles, such as Djinn Physician, Djinn Instructors to the young ones to come and so forth. You will know what to do when the time is right. I do not think I will be coming into this world any longer by then…"

"Wow! I like the sound of that! I would think I would be ready by then, if it is more than 30 years from now. Well! I think I should return to my Master, and pack my things," Mindy said, and blinked the two of them out.