[ WP ] You are a genie who twists wishes , but you 're not evil . Some people just do n't think about what they wish for .

*'' I wish I had more money,'' the boy wished. * 
 
 *'' Your wish is my command. `` * 
 
 The boy's door slams open as his parents rush in with a list of chores for him to do. 
 
 After they leave, he looks at me and crosses his arms. `` HEY! What's the big idea? I said *money*, not *chores*!'' 
 
 `` Well,'' I say, looking over the long, long, *long* list of chores to do. `` After you finish these, I'm sure your allowance will look *crazy*.'' 
 
 `` Not funny. Well, I still have two more wishes, right?'' 
 
 `` I'll be generous and grant you a bonus wish. So, three.'' 
 
 *'' Sweet! Hmm.'' He tapped his chin. `` Oh! I got it! I wish I was the handsomest male in the world. `` * 
 
 *'' Your wish is my command. `` * 
 
 I produce a mirror. He looks into it, and scrunches his face up in confusion. `` I... look... the same..'' 
 
 I nod. 
 
 `` This is n't what I asked for! I *said* I want to be the handsomest male in the world, and you did n't do what I wished for!'' 
 
 `` Your mother and your soulmate would disagree. To them, you *are* the handsomest male in the world.'' 
 
 He grumbles. `` I have n't even met my soulmate, yet.'' Just as he says that, his eyes light up. `` That's it! My next wish.'' 
 
 I nod. 
 
 *'' I wish that I met my soulmate!'' He clarifies, excited. * 
 
 *'' Your wish is my command. `` * 
 
 This time we materialize into a college library. A woman is typing furiously on the computer. Finals week. 
 
 I nudge him with a sly grin. `` Go get here stud.'' 
 
 He gulps. `` I'm only in 7th grade, dude! She's, like, *way* older.'' 
 
 `` This is the first time you two meet. Yup, so you have one, two, three... *6* more years, at *least* to brush up on your mack skills. Or you could, y'know, focus on studying and whatnot so you *do* make it into college.'' I clear my throat. `` But that's none of my business.'' 
 
 He hangs his head. `` One more wish, right?'' 
 
 `` Yes. One. Choose wisely.'' 
 
 *A triumphant grin slices its way across his face. * `` *More. Wishes*'' 
 
 *'' Your wish is my command. `` * 
 
 We materialize back in his room and his eyes are wide as he opens his mouth and blurts, `` I wish I had a car. I wish I had a PS6. I wish...'' He slaps a hand over his mouth. 
 
 `` Well, that was your final wish. To have more wishes. I'm done here. Good luck and I wish you the best! Ta-ta!'' 

