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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While she began to feed him, she sent a mental message to Mirrilla that she was feeding her Master now and might be a while before returning. Her teacher's reply was that she should take her time to serve him properly and not worry about her. Mindy sent her acknowledgement and dropped their connection, focusing on her Master again.
"Why don't you have a seat, Jeannie? I don't mind you feeding me, but you should eat, too," he suggested, motioning to one of the chairs with his right hand. Mindy sat down where she stood, only she teleported one of the chairs beneath her as she sat. There was never any chance of her not sitting on something.
"I like seeing you do stuff like that. I don't think I'll ever understand magic, but I do like it. How does it work?" he asked as she floated another forkful of chicken shawarma to his lips. Controlling the fork to continue feeding him as she started to do the same for herself took very little effort, so she could attempt to explain magic while she used it, too.
"That is difficult to put into words, Master. I know you think in terms of science, math and engineering, but magic is not related to any of those things," she said, taking a bite of roasted pheasant spiced with saffron. It was very delicious, but so was everything she had blinked up that day. "Do you ever use your intuition?"
"Sometimes, but only if it matches with the plausibility of the event or circumstance. If it doesn't then I ignore it."
"Have you ever noticed that your intuition was right even when you went with what your logic told you?" She hoped he did not mind her asking those questions. They helped her get to what magic was in relation to things humans understood.
"A few times, but the situations were never that important to bother relying on intuition instead of knowledge. Is magic like intuition?"
"Not exactly, Master. It is just that the energies behind intuition work in ways similar to magic. I could give you perfect intuition in a blink if you wished it and you would have a closer idea to how magic works. When I blink anything, I must know the concept of what I am trying to accomplish. The magic connects to that concept in order to carry out my blinks. You must know the concept of the things you do in order to accomplish them, is that not correct, Master?"
"Yeah, and I think I am getting it now. But that only explains how you start the magic on what you blink and not how it accomplishes all these impossible things. How can you make such a magnificent feast out of nothing and instantly? How does teleportation work at all? How does magic work?"
"And that question is one I do not think I can answer adequately for you, Master. I am sorry for disappointing you so," she said, laying her fork down with her head, too. She hated to fail him, no matter how minor it seemed.
"Now don't be like that! I'm not mad with you, Jeannie. If you can't explain it, don't worry. Just know that I'll probably mention it a lot that I don't understand how it works. Unless I can wish for the knowledge?" he asked, winking to her as she looked up. It brightened her yet again and she launched herself onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck in a great big hug.
"Oh Master, thou art brilliant!" she said, mimicking Jeannie when she spoke in old English. It made her Master laugh, too.
"Okay, I take that as a 'yes'?" he laughed and Mindy moved back enough to nod in the affirmative. She sat back in her chair, but folded her arms up before her.
"I can blink understanding to you now, if you wish it, Master?" she replied.
"Okay, I do wish I knew how magic worked," he said, making it into a real wish. Mindy just loved it when he made wishes; the connection to him and her magic increased tenfold. The joyous feelings she gained from such blinks went beyond the kind she did for herself, other than those first blinks she did upon becoming a djinni. She could come close to that now if she wanted; her magical life was still new to her and she had so many ideas for things to try.
"Yes, Master!" she gushed and, with the correct thoughts in mind, she nodded and blinked hard. She probably did not need to blink so hard, but she did so love to grant wishes. She looked over to him as soon as she knew the magic had achieved the desire of the wish, and watched his reaction. He closed his eyes like he had gotten something into them, even rubbing his fingers over the lids like he had a slight headache. She knew that was not the case; the new knowledge was likely very difficult for him to wrap his mind around. Knowing how magic worked for those that could not work it could be too much to handle. Mindy had never gotten that intuition about her Master, so she had happily gone ahead with the granting.
"How do you feel, Master?" she asked, as he opened his eyes. He looked at her with eyes that showed his increased respect for her and her magic.
"I understand, Jeannie. I mean I really understand! Wow! I see what you mean about not being able to explain it in words. I don't think even I could do that. It's so, how do the spiritual people call it? Elemental?"
"The Djinn are elemental beings, Master. It is our very nature. I do not think any magical being is not elemental in some fashion."
"That makes sense. I can see that now. Umm, I think I need to chew on this, so to speak. Let's get back to this amazing meal. Now I understand how you created it!" he said, making Mindy smile. She began floating his food to him once more, feeding herself at the same time as she floated portions from the other dishes over. She never once spilled a drop, whether it was meat, vegetable, grain, soup, sauce or gravy. She even dabbed her Master's lips with his napkin by magic while just making her own lips instantly clean.