An Djinn-credible Tale (Searching4shadows x chaos)

[Searching4shadows]

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In an old antique shop in the heart of town lies an item of untold value. Those that seek it never find it. For only those with a heart of gold are truly worthy of the secrets within.
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[Chaos]

Bruce was a young man in his early twenties, who was currently going to school in New England, working part time at a small book store. He currently lived in a two bedroom apartment by himself, as he had yet to find himself a girlfriend, despite all the badgering from his friends. He was perfectly happy having a place to himself, and found going out drinking with friends two weekends a month was enough socializing for him. He would occasionally bring a girl home and have some halfway decent sex, but none of them interested him outside of that. Which was fine with him, relationships were just a drain on the wallet anyway. His friends of course didn't seem to give up on it though, and continued to try to get him see things differently.

Today felt like just another wednesday as Bruce came home from school and checked the mail, however today was a large box from a friend, one that had graduated a year or two ago. His interest peaked, he hurried home to check it out. He sat down on the couch, and pulled out his pocket knife to open up the box, he picked up the note inside and read it first. 'Thought you might like this to liven up your boring pad.' the note read, and he rolled his eyes with a groan. He pulled away at the wrapping, only to find a rather tacky and gaudy looking lamp. It was mostly gold with bits of purple gems and a few smaller blue ones around it, and had a small lid on top. He held it in his hands dumbfounded, wondering just how funny his friend had found this. He shook his head and set it down next to him, staring at it for a moment before deciding to get himself a cold drink.
As he stood up, it fell to the ground and the top fell off, but he hardly noticed as he went into the kitchen. A purple mist started to pour out of the opening, and he didn't notice until mid sip of his drink as it started pour out quite quickly in a vast amount. "What... the..." He stammered in shock, wondering once again, what the heck did his friend get him?!

 

[Searching4shadows]

The mysterious purple mist whirled and swirled around the room, slowly getting thicker and thicker. Sparks of light started to burst forth from the centre, and a far-off high pitched giggle could be heard from within the lamp. With a quick loud CLANK the lamp to the lid snapped shut and the now thick purple cloud started to form a column before the young college boy. The column of cloud slowly started to materialise and as the sparks of light started to fade so did the cloud itself, until all that remained was a young woman with lilac tinged skin. Her hair was a deep royal purple and her eyes shone a bright blue, the brightest blue that the young college boy had ever seen. Her outfit consisted of silky harem pants and a cropped tube top that matched her eyes. Her arms were adorned with the most beautiful gold jewellery, and her face seemed to shine as she smiled.

She giggled before her new master. "Heya kid! How's it going?"

 

[Chaos]

He stared dumbfounded as a barely clothed and purple skinned woman appeared in front of him. He nearly dropped his drink, but fumbled with it and caught it. He glanced at the bottle, he hadn't had more then a few sips, so instead he decided to chug it. She wasn't bad to look at though, although he wasn't much to compare. He wasn't even five foot eight, although she seemed to be shorter, and his hair was a non-descript brown in color. His eyes though were a deep ocean blue, a vast ocean girls said they could get lost in, and he was in fairly good shape too, no six pack but there was some good tonage. He tossed the bottle into the recycling and shook his head, before walking up to the purple girl, stopping a few feet away.
"Kid? What? I'm in my twenties I'm not a child." He said in annoyance. "You're a Djinn aren't you? Like in those ancient stories. You offer me what, three wishes? But each time you screw me over by 'misinterpreting' my meaning or by taking it too literally, anything short of killing me because your true intentions are probably to torture mortals although why your kind enjoys doing it through wishes I don't know. Perhaps the joy of seeing people have their hopes and dreams raised up only to crash them into the ground. Ya, no, no thank you. Get back into your bottle Genie. I have no need for your services." He said, as he stepped up, and poked her right in the chest directly above her breasts, only to stare down at her cleavage for longer then was acceptable, before finally pulling back.
He shook his head and pulled away. I will Not fall victim to any of your tricks!" He told her, and turned to walk into his bedroom to shower and change. "You better be gone by the time I'm done!"