Mindy Gets Her Wish
By
Eric Franklin © 2010
(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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A mere moment of time passed before Mindy and Mirrilla appeared in the teen-djinni's bedroom. Mindy's Master was sitting on the edge of the bed, still holding her bottle in his hands. His face brightened as he saw her reappear, then he was on his feet to approach her.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long, Jeannie," he said, sounding almost like Larry Hagman on the show, but with a lovely deepness tone to his voice. "Look, I have to be at work in half an hour. Can we go home now?"
"Very soon, Master. But why do you have to work on a Saturday?" Mindy asked, finally remembering it was the weekend and kind of odd that her Master would need to work.
"We have simulation to run, and Dr. Barrows needs to do a physical on me and the others first. I'll probably be gone most of the day," he explained. Mindy loved his voice and could just listen to him for hours. She could feel her connection to him beyond the magic and only hoped it would be mutual in their future.
"Very well, Master. First, I must pack up my things in here. Then, when we get home, I will blink you to work," she said, facing her bed to blink at it. Her magic popped in a large, opened suitcase, colored just like her harem clothing, including the light-pink zigzag trim around the edges. Looking back across the room to her closet, she blinked the door instantly open and folded her arms to nod her next blink.
Immediately, the entire contents flew out of the closet and over to her suitcase, minus their hangers. She let them all hang in the air like that, giggling at how it looked. Mindy looked over at her dresser to the right of the closet, blinked, and all of the clothes in it flew out the drawers to hover over the suitcase. Turning to face the bed again, she blinked her magic to make all of the floating clothing shrink down and fill but one side of the suitcase. The divider flap folded itself over to reveal the other empty side. Mindy dropped her arms to look all about her room, taking it all into her thoughts, including her furniture and computer. Even though her bottle would serve as her new bedroom most of the time, she would at least add a room to her Master's house for this human bedroom setting. She felt they could even use it as a spare guestroom and study.
Mindy folded her arms before her once more, setting perfectly into her mind exactly what she needed to accomplish, and nodded hard as she blinked. As her eyes snapped open, everything in her room floated up, including the suitcase floating up off the bed. Other than it, everything not nailed down started to lose shape. Like some Hollywood special effect, it all effortlessly flowed into the other half of the suitcase, re-shaping back into normal furniture, computer and attached equipment, posters, photos, books, collectibles and all the other knickknacks she had, albeit very tiny. She left nothing behind that she wanted to keep and Mindy, her Master, and Mirrilla stood alone in a very empty room. Only an open piece of luggage floated before them, though not for long. With but a simple blink, her magic closed it and floated it over before her, standing upright in the air.
"Alright, Master, I am ready," said Mindy, giggling at how easy it all was for her. The teen-djinni then folded her arms before her, ready to blink. "But you will have to think of home first, Master. I do not know the way."
"Okay, Jeannie, you can blink us there now," he told her, and Mindy just smiled as she nodded and blinked the three of them plus the suitcase out.
Two Djinn, a human with a Djinni-Bottle in hand and a pink & red-velour suitcase appeared an instant later in the living room of a home that looked almost exactly like the Nelson home in the first season. The obvious differences were minor, such as different colored walls, distinctive fabrics on the furniture, an HDTV next to the fireplace, and other little stuff like that. The other major difference that time around was no Melissa or other females to compete with, that she knew of…
"Thanks, Jeannie. Now, just blink me to my office, and I'll call you when I'm ready to come home. I just don't have the time to drive there now."
"As you wish, Master," Mindy obeyed, folding hers arms up to 'see' where his office was just before she nodded and blinked him out, her bottle floating in the air where he last held it. She could also 'see' in her mind as he appeared in his office just moments before an older man stepped through the door, presumably her Master's Commanding Officer, Dr. Barrows. She was not at all surprised that he looked remarkably like Dr. Bellows. She suspected much of her new life was going to be very much like the show, with some minor, and probably some major differences.
"Excellent, Mindy!" Mirrilla congratulated her with a hug about her shoulders. "You are doing far better than I would have thought for a new djinni. How are you able to learn so fast, and so well?"
"Mirrilla, there is one thing neither you nor your cousin Jeannie seem to understand. There are probably millions of people as obsessed with this show as I am," she said, and then thought better of her figures. "Well, maybe not millions, but a lot anyway. Thousands at the very least. Sure, some love the show for the sex appeal of Jeannie and the same for Anthony and even Roger. Still more are practically in love with the bottle, and you would be surprised at the fights that take place over how it is supposed to look. Hmm, I think I could make a little money on the side for my Master blinking up authentic bottles now…"
"Or you can just make the money by blink!" Mirrilla suggested, making Mindy grin at the idea of that. She even held out her hand to blink up a small stack of bundled hundreds.
"Like this?" she giggled, holding them up. She glanced down at the bundles and blinked them out again. "I know I can do that, but I do not think my Master will want me to, or not right away. Once he has gotten used to me being able to do everything for him, he may soften to the idea of me making him rich, too. I guess I should settle myself in and then you can show me more about my powers."
Mindy blinked the two of them, her bottle and her suitcase upstairs to her Master's study and looked around for a wall to use. The north wall was no good; it opened to the pitched ceiling of the living room below with a waist-high ledge to lean on (or float her bottle up through, for those times when her Master corks her up.) The west wall was too slanted with dormer windows. The south had one area that could be used, but her Master had many of his photos framed on the wall to the right of the steps leading out. That left the east wall, high enough to take a normal doorway and one almost bare spot just in front of his desk, between it and the ledge. She had only to move a few photos over, and that was accomplished easily enough with a blink.
"There! Now to add my own room," she said, folding her arms up as she got the right idea in mind. Another nodded blink and a doorway appeared in the wall, leading to an exact replica of her old human-bedroom, refurnished and filled with the contents of her suitcase while her bottle still floated nearby, partly over her Master's desk. As that piece of blinked-up luggage was now empty, she no longer needed it and blinked it away. Mindy glanced over to Mirrilla with a big grin and walked into the new and impossible room.
"It is a little small, do you not think, Mindy? I know you wanted a place for all of your things, but if you are going to add a room, at least make it a big one," the other djinni suggested. Mindy had to agree.
"Yes, you are right," she said, and blinked her bedroom into something more befitting her new status. Where the old bedroom had been about half the size of her Master's upstairs study, the two of them stood in a room straight out of a Persian palace, including a huge bed draped with light pink silks hung from a single point above. The previous contents of her old bedroom had been spread out across the cavernous space and into their own little nooks and crannies. She was quite satisfied with her blinkwork and really wanted to do more. Maybe once Mirrilla had taught her more about her powers, she could experiment some.
"Excellent work, Mindy! I am proud of you," Mirrilla gushed and hugged her charge about the shoulders. "We can use this room for your education in magic. It is appropriate for us what with having the proper décor and all. Now, unless your Master calls on you, let us get started," she said and blinked up two piles of carpets and large pillows for them. As soon as Mirrilla had sat down, she blinked up a scroll and handed it over to Mindy. She glanced at the heading and some of the script, reading a list of powers in magic. The odd thing she finally noticed after a few more seconds of skimming it was that she was reading right to left; it was written in Farsi and she understood it! She looked up at Mirrilla, puzzled as the other djinni explained the contents of the scroll.
"That lists and explains all of our powers. Please read through it and then we will start with the first power, that of Telepathy or the ability to send thoughts and to know the thoughts of others. You will see all about that as you read," Mirrilla said and blinked up a tray of Turkish coffee for them both. As she was floating the hammered gold pot up to fill their cups and sending one to her student, Mindy had to ask her teacher about the scroll.
"Mirrilla, this scroll is written in Farsi! I do not know why I understand it, but I do. I have never taken a Middle Eastern language in school. I recognize it and even know what language it is like I was born to it," she said, and that comment then hit her as Mirrilla gave her a knowing smile. Mindy chuckled at how she had stumbled onto the answer.
"Okay, I get it now. Can I also speak it?"
"Try a little," Mirrilla said. Mindy felt her mind switch to Farsi, but she had not consciously done that. Rather, it reacted to the fact that Mirrilla had just switched over and Mindy had to be able to understand. It was at that point that she knew how to respond in the language of the Djinn.
"This is wonderful!" she said, never having to think about translating in her mind. She was thinking in Farsi by then, and wondered how to switch back to English, so she asked.
"We will get to language skills with this first power, Djinni Mindy. For now, have some coffee and read about the power of Telepathy," she said, taking a sip from her cup. Mindy nodded to Mirrilla and looked over to the floating cup to her right. She tried it first, not really thinking about what kind of coffee it was, and almost choked on the first sip. Mirrilla laughed but quelled it quickly. Mindy did not mind; she kind of liked it after all and sipped some more. It would certainly keep them alert the rest of the day, as if the magic was not enough to do that. She finished reading the entry on telepathy in no time, and the lessons began for Mindy with as much excitement as when she was first turned into a djinni.