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Chapter 15: Deliberate Wishing

Norm groaned as another master rubbed his lamp. He supposed that he'd be mistaken for a spirit again, even though he was a genie, not a spirit. However, he could fix that!

He spiraled out of the lamp. Once the smoke cleared, he exclaimed:

"I'm Norm the Genie! I'm not a spirit, got it?"

The human started talking about heresy, the malevolent spirit, and impossibility. Norm yawned. Why couldn't humans get that he was possible, dang it?

"Genies are magical creatures," replied Norm to the human's rambling. "We're trapped in lamps, and we have to grant three wishes to whoever rubs them."

Raed, the man that had rubbed the object, began to think that Norm was telling the truth. He did seem to know what he was talking about. If this was a hoax, it was probably one of the stupidest, most useless hoaxes since Creation. Raed doubted anyone was that stupid.

Wishes? Those would be useful.

"I believe you."

Norm was thrilled. Finally, someone believed him. Maybe, they'd be nice to him – for once!

"You do?" asked Norm eagerly, and then finished recklessly. "Will you set me free?"

"Free?" asked his master mockingly. "You said I could have three wishes. I want those wishes."

"What?!" shouted Norm, feeling confused.

"Yes, Norm," replied his master. "The spirits obviously put you, genies, here to grant the wishes of humans."

"No, the Darkness destroyed Genie World," replied Norm. "Your spirits don't exist obviously, since you keep mistaking me for one. Or maybe you haven't found them yet?"

"First, I don't think your logic is valid. Second, has it occurred to you that the Darkness might be a spirit?"

"No," admitted Norm. "It hasn't."

"Exactly," replied his master. "First, I'll wish for something simple, to make certain that you're actually what you say you are. I wish I had an arrow."

"Don't worry," replied Norm mockingly. "I'm telling the truth. But, since you wished for it…"

GONG!

An arrow appeared. Norm considering GONGing it up broken, but guessed that would cause his master to wonder if it was possible to wish to punish him. He didn't want that on his master's mind.

Raed grinned. The genie had granted his wish perfectly. The spirits had gave him such a great gift. He wondered what else it could do.

"I wish it would start raining," said Raed.

Norm wondered what his master would gain from a rainstorm, and then recalled that he was in a desert.

GONG!

Rain fell from the sky. Norm groaned. His furs always felt uncomfortable in the rain. Maybe, he needed new clothes. Like those that the other genie was wearing.

"Can I wish for more wishes?"

"I don't know," replied Norm. "I don't think so."

"Well then, I wish I had three wishes."

GONG!

Norm was shocked. The human could actually wish for three wishes.

After lots of wishes, Norm's master decided that he had enough, and stopped wishing for three wishes. Norm was sucked back into his lamp, since his master thought that other humans should have a chance at him too.

Norm couldn't believe that revealing his true species to his master didn't help. Alright, he could. Humans were capable of such cruelty, Norm knew. He wondered if he should reveal his species to his next master. Doing so had only invited exploitation. Yet, "Norm the Genie" had a better sound to it than "Norm the Spirit." Getting exploited was new, at least, whereas being persecuted was old news.

Also, not all humans could be that bad. Surely, there had to be one nice one, right?

Norm didn't entirely believe that, but it helped. He would tell his next master of his species. If worst came to worst, he was sure that he could come up with another plan. Hopefully!