paixaorpg | Are you there, Genie? It's me, Urd. [Completed]

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Are you there, Genie? It's me, Urd. [Completed]

Character(s): Urd, Genie
Content: Urd finally returns to her original form!
Setting: Urd's house in zone M6.
Time: Week 23, sunset
Warnings: None.

"What're you lookin' at?" Urd grumbled at the feline lumen that was presently glaring at her from across the living room. Thanks to the nearly empty bottle of booze on its side next to her on the floor, she spoke with a slur, her face flushed. She glared back at the lumen, affectionately dubbed Poncho by Genie, before sighing and flopping on to her back to watch the dimming light of sunset travel over the ceiling. As for Poncho, he rested his head on his paws, curled up on the back of a chair, still watching the goddess warily. They'd settled into an uneasy truce, but it was doubtful that they'd ever really like each other.

She'd been in this form too long. True, she was still able to accomplish things even without her powers and it had even been a little fun for awhile. But there were two things that made her anxious to get back to normal -- the first, of course, was the knowledge that the object of her feelings didn't even seem to care one way or the other that she'd been turned into a child. Every time Genie called her adorable and treated her like a beloved little sister, Urd felt her heart clench...though it was nice to be the recipient of his attention no matter what the circumstances.

The second, arguably more important concern was that there were battles ahead and she needed to be at full power. She could feel that quiet, inexorable pull of fate and destiny guiding them all to one direction and it was about time she had a stronger hand in it. Larxene returning, new worlds opening up, to say nothing of all the mortals that needed firm and divine guidance from yours truly! There were things to deal with!

Urd closed her eyes and sighed again, the very picture of melancholy. The Doctor had been a fascinating character to visit, no doubt. Unfortunately, she'd returned with his autograph for Genie and not much else. There was no immediate fix. She had to wait on Genie. After all, the situation was complicated and even for a djinn, there could be no easy out. But Urd wasn't patient even on her best days and now, she was in a full-fledged pout that not even Yorda or Neirenn could get her out of.

"S'not fair..." she whispered, eyes still closed. On the chair, Poncho's ears twitched.

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When most would have worked in a laboratory, sporting a white lab coat and goggles, Genie chose the kitchen as his place of work dawning in a frilly pink apron. A precise measurement of every ingredient was required, for even the slightest drop difference could change the outcome entirely. And yet, even with that in mind, the genie did not appear to be the slightest bit fazed. Whatever pressure he had faced, he showed no sign of it. Instead, he hummed to himself, dancing about the kitchen while he worked, definitely not ideal for a task that required such precession. Admittedly, he had not made a Moon Rock in some time. The ‘recipe’ had taken some time to find, even with the use of the Internet. Not to mention gathering the necessary materials. Making Moon Rocks had never been his forte either, but he was confident he could piece something together, the music he incorporated while making it more than enough to make the task an enjoyable one for him.

He poked his head out of the kitchen to check on both Urd and Poncho who had been suspiciously quiet during his time of work. They two were found resting where he had last seen them, keeping to themselves. Genie could never understand why the two failed to get along, but he had no intention of forcing them to befriend each other. Not at the moment, anyway. He would have to plan a fun filled day with cooperative activities that would encourage both of them to work together and help rebuild a new friendship between the two of them another day. Besides, he had already forced the two to live together.

Genie slowly emerged into the living room. “The stone is just in its cast now.” He spoke up, cleaning his hands off in his apron. “I thought it would be fun to give it a nice shape instead of the usual boring one. Trust me, you’re gonna get a kick out of this! It should be ready shortly, it’s just drying. I have some muffins in the oven too if you’re interested. They’re blueberry!”

Urd opened her eyes to stare up at Genie, who was looming upside down from her vantage point and wearing one of the frilliest aprons she'd ever seen him wear. Expressionless for a moment, she seemed to be lost in thought as she stared at him. Then, sitting up, her expression grew doubtful. "You didn't have any problems making it? Do you think it'll work?" In most every scenario, she had complete faith in the big blue djinn, but this was one area that neither of them had much experience in. Maybe the stone would make her even smaller! Or a wrinkly old crone! She paled considerably, her vanity crying out in horror at the very thought.

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Genie sat down next to Urd and stretched. His confidence did not appear any less than usual, especially when he flashed his usual assuring smile with the goddess. “Not when you’re doing the cooking by the book!” he exclaimed before proudly revealing an old, handmade cookbook. “Aunt Barbra’s cookbook has never steered me wrong. She’s got these recipes down. Back in her day, she made at least four batches of Moon Rocks a day!” The genie summoned his reading glasses and flipped thoughtfully through the cookbook for the recipe he had used. “Moon Pickles, Moon Pie, Moon Pudding…” he mumbled to himself. “Moon Shoes? No, no, that’s too far. Ah, here we are; Moon Rocks!”

Once on the proper page, he leaned in closer to share the book with Urd and continued. “You gotta do the cooking by the book. You know you can’t be lazy. Never use a messy recipe or it will end up crazy. And if you do the cooking by the book then you’ll have a cake.” Genie nodded for a moment then paused. “Cake?” He quickly took the book back and looked it over. “Ah, I mean a Moon Rock. Sorry, it’s just how the song goes. Good thing I wasn’t singing THAT in the kitchen.”

Urd smiled in spite of herself, glancing from the displayed cook book to Genie's face. He seemed confident enough. Then again, when didn't he? He had thousands of years of knowledge and living under his belt. She wanted to throw him a curve ball, do something he wouldn't expect. The urge to see him ruffled, to antagonize him, was bubbling just under the surface but she managed to tamp it down...for now. She didn't want to make him upset, of course. Just catch him off guard! Yet another thing to do when the time was right.

"Your Aunt Barbara has just about everything in that book," she observed, pulling her knee to her chest. "If you think everything will be fine, I guess I should trust you." She smiled a bit. "You haven't steered me wrong yet."

It was not long after the genie had corrected himself he began to bob his head, the considerably contagious melody from a certain children’s program audible in his head once again. However, this did not interfere with his ability to listen to Urd while she spoke. Every word was heard loud and clearly as ever, even if it did look as though Genie’s thoughts were elsewhere. That, however, changed quickly at the mention of one word:

“Yet?” Genie asked, sharing a particular dislike at the idea. “You think I will? I’ll admit my cooking might not be as great as Aunt Barbara’s but it’s nothing like my golf game.” His intentions were only to tease, however his eyes appeared to grow aflame when he recalled the unfortunate series of events that occurred during his golf tournament. Most in particular was his inability to sink one measly little ball into a hole. Genie’s expression grew dark and his grasp of his beloved aunts cook book tight. “Why didn’t you just go home?” he asked quietly, his narrowed eyes focused past the goddess. “That was your home. Your home! Are you too good for your home?! ANSWER ME!”

The genie’s outburst appeared to have been more than enough to bring him back to reality. He looked back at Urd, alarmed to find that such an outpour had escaped him.

“What were we talking about again?”

Unfortunately, Urd was nowhere to be seen. Once Genie had descended into his terrible flashback, she had smirked in amusement, shaking her head slightly. She was feeling terribly impatient, though, the need to be back to her normal self bubbling up time and time again. While Genie muttered to himself, she had made her way to the kitchen to investigate the moon rocks. She tiptoed to the oven, grinning. What would it hurt to peek just a little? They were probably done now anyway! Cooking by the book was all well and good, but when there was magic involved, surely there was room for error.

She put her hand on the oven handle, preparing to open the oven and get this over with once and for all.

Noting Urd’s absents, Genie blinked and stared at the spot where she had been sitting only seconds ago. “Urd?” He asked, quickly climbing to his feet and glancing around the room to find no trace of the goddess. How long had he been muttering to himself? He hadn’t said something to offend her, had he? Feeling a twinge of guilt he worriedly began his search around the living room. She could not have possibly gone far. At least, he hoped not. Maybe she was just hiding on him? She always had been playful. A grin slowly spread across his features at the idea.

“Oh, I wonder where she could have possibly gone.” He said to himself, mockingly worried. “She couldn’t possibly be under this table!” The genie dropped to the ground, eyelevel with the floor which gave a clear view of that beneath the table. Unfortunately, that proved useless when there was no goddess to be found under it. Genie frowned and pulled himself up. “Hu, that’s what I thought. …because she’s right here!” Flying over to the chair Poncho was resting on, he flipped the seat cushion over sending the poor Lumen flying. “AH HA!” He cried out accusingly, only to find nothing. It looked like Urd was a lot better at this game then he thought. Effortlessly catching the feline before he met the floor, Genie placed him back on the chair and folded his arms across his chest grumpily. He loved a challenge but not this close to when he had something so time sensitive in the oven.

Genie turned his glance to the floor where he spotted the bottle of sake Urd had left lying out. He picked it up and tsked. Sometimes it felt like he was cleaning up after the goddess. Not that he was complaining. It was just that someone could easily trip over what she left out and hurt themselves .He shook his head and decided to bring it into the kitchen. At least there it was no longer a hazard and Poncho could not get into it. That was where he found Urd, courageous enough to try and open the oven seconds prematurely to the timer.

“Urd, no!” he cried, dropping the bottle and flying over to pull her away from the oven. There was no telling what would happen if she opened it too soon.

Urd cried out in surprise as she was forcibly picked up several feet off the ground as if she weighed no more than a piece of paper. In Genie's secure grip, she struggled momentarily before going slack, scowling. "Hey! What's the problem!? I was only gonna look at it...!"

Genie gave a great sigh of relief, thankful that he had managed to stop Urd before she caused something that may have proven fatal. In the process he may have broken the bottle of sake he had returned to the kitchen but he would dwell on that later. His biggest concern at the moment was Urd, who at this point ceased her struggle. Unstirred by her angry protest, he carefully seated her on the counter top where they could speak at eye level. His hands rested on her shoulders, holding her gently in place while he spoke.

“Don’t you scare me like that!” If the concern in his voice was not evident it certainly was in his eyes. “Do you know what you could have done?” Another sigh escaped him. His eyes looked deeply into hers. “If something ever happened to you, I don’t know what I’d do.”

As she found herself perched on the counter, Urd was struck silent by Genie's concern. A blush darkened her tan face as she was confronted by his kind dark gaze. She pouted, looking to the side quickly. "...s-sorry," she muttered quietly, hiding both her guilt and her discomfort by being defensive. "I didn't know it'd be that dangerous!" She sneaked a glance his way, schooling her expression into aloofness. "Is it ready now or what?"

“Persistent, aren’t you?” Genie asked with a raised brow. If anything, he looked surprisingly amused by Urd’s behaviour. “I’m excited too. I’ve never tried a mold like this before! I can’t wait to see what it looks like! It should be done any second now. We just have to wait for the timer to go off.” He pointed to the little chicken shaped cooking timer ticking away on top of the stove. “If we hurry we can get it right when it’s ready. Common!”

Leaving little room for protest, the genie picked Urd up and brought over to the stove where he placed her down in front of the door. He brought his arms around her and placed both hands onto the door handle, hoping she would do the same. “We’ll open it together!” Looking ahead at the timer, Genie prepared to pull it open the moment the timer sounded. He hoped his Mickey Mouse head mold turned out alright otherwise this would all turn out to be rather embarrassing. “Five… Four… Three… Two… One!”

Urd stiffened when she was first lifted off the counter, but relaxed quickly enough. There he was, treating her like she was an actual child again...but his excitement was contagious and a grin broke through her aloof mask. His arms on either side of her, she placed her hands on the oven handle as well, tiny little things next to Genie's. She stared intensely at the oven as he began his countdown, and when he reached one, they pulled the door open together.

Steam flew out of the oven, partially obscuring their view. Urd coughed, waving her hands in front of her face quickly. Was this supposed to happen? She hadn't actually been around when Keiichi and Belldandy had made them last time, though she knew for a fact an oven hadn't been involved. The steam cleared and there, on the rack, was the moon rock. In the shape of a mouse head.

Urd stared for a few seconds and then proceeded to burst into giggles. "Mouse...!" She walked away from the oven, her giggles continuing non-stop. Something about it just seemed so hilarious. So like Genie!

Genie fell deadly silent after opening the oven door. Only once the steam had cleared did he revert back to life, likely to have startled Poncho in the other room for the second time that day by doing so in a rowdy fashion. But this was nothing short for Genie. “SUCCESS!” He cried out, throwing both arms into the air enthusiastically. Gosh, he had been so worried the mold would not have worked. He could not help but feel proud of his accomplishment. “Go, Genie! Go, Genie! Go, go, go, Genie!” he cheered, dancing around the kitchen for a moment before he realized he had yet to remove the stone itself from the oven.

He quickly pulled a pair of tongs out of one of the kitchen drawers and carefully removed the stone from the oven. “Who's the leader of the club that's made for you and me?” Genie sang in response to Urd’s giggling. He smiled back at her and placed the stone down on a cooling rack he set up prior. It would not take long to cool but until then remained hazardous to touch. “M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E! You like it? I just couldn’t help myself. ”

Urd turned to face him, propping her back against the wall, arms crossed over her stomach as her giggles wound down. "It's great," she said breathlessly, grinning. "I just realized you're the biggest kid I know." She watched him tend to the stone, affection in her gaze. And what better way to describe him? Wisdom and power to rival a goddess and he still retained an innocence and purity she'd only ever seen in Belldandy. Maybe all djinns were like him, but she was starting to think he might be a rarity.

She pushed away from the wall, heading towards the counter. Standing on her tiptoes, she eyed the cooling stone with impatient excitement. "This is it...I'm gonna go back to normal! I won't have to walk everywhere anymore! Or do things by hand! I'll have a chest again!" She reached out and grabbed Genie's wrist even as she continued to stare at the stone. "Can I touch it yet? Is it ready?"

“I’m probably the oldest kid you know too.” He added, glancing back at the goddess with a grin on his face. “Not that I mean to brag.” At that point the genie had summoned a blow dryer which he used on the stone in order to cool it down faster. The dryer was, of course, placed on the cold setting while he worked, the hum of the Mickey Mouse Club theme faintly heard over the sound of the blow dryer. The tune was frightfully contagious and had manifested itself in his head, as well as this narrators.

Noting that Urd had joined him Genie looked down at her and turned the blow dryer off in order to hear her better. He was surprised to find the goddess pull his wrist and immediately lowered himself down to her level. “I suppose those are all good reasons...” He said, mostly to himself in response to her words. She could easily figure out how he felt about two of those three things. Well, if she really wanted to, all three but now was hardly the time.

Realizing she had asked him about the stone he turned his glance back to her. “Hm? Oh, yeah. Let me just check. Wouldn’t want you to burn yourself now.” He chuckled and poked at the stone to test it. When he found it was cool enough to touch he proceeded to place his entire hand on top of it then picked it up. Suddenly, Genie threw his head back out and screamed. “MY HAND! MY HAND!” he cried and clutched his wrist with his free hand. “IT BURNS! AAAAGGGHHH - just kidding.” Cutting his screams short, he burst into laughter and smiled down at the goddess. He wouldn't be surprised if she punch him for that.

Urd gasped in shock, eyes huge as she dashed forward, a faint white glow around her. She was more than prepared to use her power to heal him even if it had untold affects on her current body (including shrinking even more), but before she could even get the spell going, he was laughing. She froze, slowly lowering her hands as he continued to laugh, and before long, her hands curled into fists.

"Stupid!" she snapped as he smiled down at her. Punch him she did, little hands not doing any real damage on his magical form. "What kind of stupid joke is that, huh? And after you got all huffy at me for pretending to be poisoned by my own medicine? You stupid jerk!" She rained little punches on his stomach, tears in her eyes.

There was no arguing that Genie did not deserve the beating he had received in result of his little prank. Neither did he have the right to argue about being called stupid. Worrying the goddess like that had been pretty foolish. If anything, he deserved more then what he had received. Urd’s fists really did do little damage to his big blue body. Actually, he found them to be more ticklish than anything else while they banged against his stomach but Genie knew better than to let laughter escape him at a time like this. He could tell he had really upset the goddess and not just because of her tears, though they did play a large part in it.

Unsure whether or not to pretend Urd’s best attempts had actually hurt him he decided it best to stop her all together and go from there. The poor girl was going to wear herself out if she kept this up. “Oh, Urd, I’m sorry.” He told her earnestly. “I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just joking around. Please, stop. I don't want to drop the stone... And none of my outfits match with purple.” Purple being the colour she would supposedly leave him after her beating.

He hoped she didn’t fry him when she returned to her frightful form. He had even less outfits that went with black – except for maybe that orange suit he had.

Her had was lowered, obscured by the fall of her hair. She had stopped her pummeling, fists still pressed lightly against him. She sniffled, mortified that the sting of tears were burning her eyes and throat. Urd blinked rapidly to get rid of them and moved away from Genie, crossing her arms. "...stupid," she said once more, though with significantly less heat behind it. She finally looked up at him, still more than a little sullen.

"Well? Give me the stone so I can give you a proper punishment!"

Well, there went any mention of a taste of her own medicine. Not her actual medicine, heavens no, but to- Oh, well, it wasn’t important. Genie had bigger concerns which plagued him while he continued to watch the goddess, lips buttoned up tightly. And although he wished he could see her face, he knew all the same it would do him little good. She was likely more hurt than she let on and to see that pain in her eyes was more than he could bear.

When she did look up, Genie was surprised by her hasty order. He showed hesitation at first, looking over the stone thoughtfully before he came to his decision. The idea of being fried did not appeal to him but to deny Urd of her rightful form was just wrong. He gave a small sigh before slowly offering it to the goddess.

She snatched it out of his hands before he'd even fully offered it to her. Dashing towards the kitchen's entry, she turned for a moment and pointed at him. "You stay right there! I need to do this in private!" Then she turned and ran up the stairs, two steps at a time despite her short legs. She probably would have done it right there in the kitchen, but previous experience with Keiichi had taught her that stripping down just anywhere was a bad idea.

She slammed open the door to her bedroom and closed it just as roughly. The stone was still warm. Urd smiled down at the Mickey Mouse-shaped moon stone, gently setting it on her bed. If it worked, Genie had probably saved her life. She took of her clothes, folding them carefully and affectionately -- she didn't want to ruin them, after all. Finally, she took the stone back in her hands.

Urd lowered her head, eyes closed. The usual white glow surrounded her as she used the stability of the stone to access her own internal goddess program. Her limbs began to stretch, her torso lengthening and developing the curves she was so proud of. She arched her back and sighed in relief as she finished growing. It worked...it worked!

She moved away from the bed to her full-length mirror to check herself out. Yes, everything looked normal here... Her eyes were suddenly caught by the dress hanging up on the wall beside the mirror. A small, gentle smile curving her lips, she took down the dress and ran her fingers over the fabric. Genie had repaired her favorite dress after all and she hadn't even noticed. And knowing him, he'd done it by hand even though he probably could have blinked and it'd be done.

She put it on quickly, buttoning it up but leaving the slit over her legs. She tugged the shoulders down a little and smoothed the fabric down over her stomach. Urd grinned and turned quickly to head back down to the kitchen.

"How do I look?" she asked mildly as she appeared at the entrance to the kitchen. One hand was resting on the door jamb, the other on her hip. Her expression had been schooled into careful neutrality.

Stunned by the speed Urd had used to snatch the stone from his hands, Genie stood there in shock as the goddess made her getaway. This had not at all how he had imagined this event would go. Why, he hadn’t even the chance to say goodbye to her. Not that the goddess might not have been going anywhere, or changed anything other than her appearance, but to Genie it felt necessary. Urd was still Urd regardless what her body looked like but when would he ever see her in such an adorable state again? …With the way Urd squandered her powers, something to him it would not be nearly as long as he hoped but that was beside the point.

Momentarily unsure what to say, or how to even how to form words, it took him a moment to collect himself before he simply uttered ‘okay’, at which point Urd was probably half up the stairs. Uncertain as to how long the goddess would be, or if she’s ever return, his eyes drifted to the floor where he spotted the bottle he had dropped earlier. Alarmed by the thought of something stepping on the broken glass he immediately summoned a broom and dustpan to sweep it up. That bit of cleaning lead to another and soon enough the genie found himself scrubbing the entire kitchen clean. He had been working on the counter top when he heard Urd’s enter the room again.

Genie turned to look at the goddess, dropping the sponge in his hand the moment he laid eyes on her. His surprise quickly vanished, a small smile in its place while he straightened out. “You look beautiful.” What had she expected him to say? “Like a goddess.”

Urd allowed a small smile to flit across her face. She moved away from the door, her hair and dress fluttering with the movement as she approached him. "Thank you. Now...ready for your punishment?" She placed her hands on her hips, her gaze unreadable as she looked expectantly up at him. The light of the sunset was fading with each passing moment, casting the kitchen in a warm orange glow.

"You have to close your eyes."

Close his eyes? Exactly what did she plan to do to him? Genie could not help but shy away from the goddess as she made her approached, numerous methods of punishment flooding his mind. However, most were considered particularly tame, especially when the most dreaded form the genie could come up with involved tickling. After all, Urd couldn’t be that upset with him… Could she? At that thought he looked back to find himself cornered against the kitchen cupboards, incapable of moving any further back.

Slowly he turned back to face the goddess, closed his eyes tightly shut and cringed, awaiting his punishment.

For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then she moved closer, lifting her hands to his face, softly touching the sides of his jaw. Standing on her toes, her face inched closer to his and carefully, without any of the usual blatant sexuality she usually put forth, she pulled his face closer and kissed him. Gently, without any demand or real pressure, but with the full force of her feelings for him behind the subtle touch.

Urd pulled away slightly, her hands still cupping his face. Her own expression was dreamy and soft, eyes dark and half-lidded. She smiled into his eyes and backed away, putting her arms behind her back.

"Punishment complete, handsome."

His brows rose curiously at her touch, the feel of her hands against his face surprisingly invigorating. Subconsciously, he moved his hands up to place over hers while his opened his mouth slightly, as though to ask her what she was doing. However, before he had the chance to utter so much as one word he found her lips pressed against his. His eyes flew open in surprise and fell quickly onto goddess. She had been anything but forceful yet behind this kiss there was a most evident force, something that took him more so by surprise than the kiss itself.

When the Urd finally drew back, stepping away from him, the genie found himself incapable of anything other than staring at the goddess. And though his jaw was far from the floor, perhaps it would have been best if it had fallen. At least then he’d of shown some sign of life. Instead, he simply stood with a stunned look on his features, the illusion that the goddess had broken him. At least, he had for a moment or two. Then, without warning, an elaborate firework display suddenly took place right there in the kitchen. From palm-shell fireworks to the classic spider, they all flew past Urd and erupt in the small space provided. All the while Genie bounced from wall to wall, similar to a pinball, until he flew into the air, spinning till he reached the roof and gave out an enthusiastic cry. “WHOOOOOOAAAAAA!”

Well, Urd had certainly taken him by surprise there.

Urd burst into laughter, holding her hair by her head as the force of Genie and his fireworks exploding around the kitchen stirred up everything around them. Face flushed, she looked up at him. "You'll freak out the neighbors again!" she called over the last sparkling bursts of noise from the fireworks. She didn't really care what they thought, though. This reaction wasn't what she'd expected, but in classic Genie manner, it was even better.

Genie failed to hear Urd’s words, far too absorbed in his own world of thought. However, the few fireworks that had managed to smash through the kitchen window had likely caught their neighbour’s attention, something Genie would later find himself apologizing for. He would find himself apologizing more so in the event they had caused actual property damage. But that was the least of his concerns at the moment. The rush of sudden emotion to compel him from her kiss he had not felt in what he assumed had been eons. How long had it been since another’s lips had touched his so passionately? And how long would it be till he was forced to abandon her like so many others he had cared for in his life?

He looked down at the goddess and gradually descended toward the ground in front of her. Though he had certainly managed to collect himself, he looked none the less stunned by the turn of events. Unsure what to say, he smiled at Urd and softly said the first thing that came to mind. “Wowzers.”

Urd chuckled quietly, brushing her hair from her eyes. "I can't say I've ever got that reaction before." She reached out and placed her hand on his chest, over his heart. "I've wanted to do that for a long time, you know," she admitted softly, almost shyly. "Thank you for always helping me, Genie. One of these days, I'll find a way for you to need me as much as I need you."

She turned away and opened up a cupboard that was hanging off its hinges due to Genie's outburst. Withdrawing a fresh bottle of sake, she winked at him. "Now it's about time I see to some business I've been neglecting...I'll be back with dinner." Urd blew him a kiss and exited the kitchen, just as the sun set completely and the room grew dark.

At the rate his heart had been beating at since her kiss, it must have felt as though it were about jump out of his chest at any minute to the goddess. Had Genie not restrained himself, it probably would have- though in a more comedic fashion than appalling one.

He smiled at her words, admittedly never had expected such a reaction himself. He was unsure how he felt by her kiss, other than surprised, but as far as thanks went, Urd’s company was all Genie felt he ever needed. For everything he had done, and everything he would, her smile was more than reward enough. He could not think of anything else. After all, Genie had spent so long granting others wishes without anything in reward, he had come expect it. He could not imagine asking her for anything...

In the now demolished kitchen, Genie stood facing the kitchen’s entrance which the goddess had passed through, his gaze distant. He gave a small wave, long after the goddess has left. Behind him, the cupboard door that had once hung off its hinges fell to the floor, the noise enough to wake him from his distant state. “What a woman!” he suddenly cried out before he transformed into a wolf and let out a long, loud, howl.

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