Chapter 3

❝I wish to be on a magical carpet ride.❞

[3 months later]

Krystal

"NOONA, I AM NOT WEARING THIS!"

"JAY!"

"NOONA!"

"JAY!!!"

Jay came into my room with his costume on, and he had his arm crossed over his partly exposed chest. "Noona, seriously can I just put on an under--"

"If it came with an undershirt, yes. But seriously Jay, you look fine!" I lifted the flap of his costume, revealing his abs. "Why work out if you aren't even going to show off what you’ve got?" I slapped his rock hard abs. "Girls will be all over you at Jesy's party!"

"Who makes an Arabian Nights Halloween themed party on a school night anyways?" Jay checked his reflection in one of the many mirrors in my closet. “I mean besides, it’s Halloween… I should be dressing up in something more…” He glared at his MC Hammer pants, “Manlier, right?”

"You look FINE and manly, Jay." I applied some lip gloss by my vanity mirror. I stood up, checking out my costume. "You know that Jesy and her parties are anything but normal here in the hills."

"Especially that doggy birthday bash you threw for Mickey when he turned 10..." Jay mumbled under his breath. I smacked him on the back of his head, causing him to hit his forehead on the glass. Mickey, who was in his doggy bed in the corner of the closet, barked back in reply; it was 2 against 1.

"Hey! We threw a big bash for your double digit birthday!" I pushed him away from the mirror with my hip, readjusting my costume here and there. "Why can't Mickey be allowed to have one?" Another bark of approval came my way. Smiling at my dog, I took out a doggy treat from the container on my vanity drawer and tossed it his way. If there was only one living soul who I could count on to always agree with me, it was my own dog.

My dog and the people at the stores who always thoguht I lookd fabulous in anything I wear. I don't care if it's just a marketing strategy to make the customers buy the products... I look good in everything & anything, they just simple acknowledge it as well. 

"Noona. Mickey is a dog." It was his turn to push me out of the way with his hip, "I am a human being."

"More like a pig trapped in a human's body..." I muttered under my breath. We faced each other and started one of our stupid, miniscule sibling fights. We always did this. Then after our battle, we would go to the party in silence, hang with our separate group of people, and then eventually, we’d have to help each other when one or the other would be drunk and about to pass out. And that would usually be me needing the help.

I mean, not like anyone would want to take advantage of a Lawyer's daughter...It's not like my father hasn't won enough cases already or anything making 6 figures for his pay checks. 

"Excuse me..." A voice interrupted our argument. Jay and I turned towards the door and it was one of the maids. "Mr. Park is home and would like to see the both of you in his office." Jay and I looked at each other in surprise. Nonetheless, we followed the maid out. Why was dad home so early? He wasn't supposed to be back for another 2 weeks or so... I quickly took my jacket off the coat hanger, covering the top half of my costume. Appa would KILL me if he saw what I would be wearing to this party.

Then again, with him being away so often, seeking for girls in skimpier clothes… what could he say about me?

We entered his office and stood there, waiting in front of his desk. He was signing some papers. Jay and I looked at each other, trying to code out what he was going to say. His facial expression seemed neutral: neither happy, nor sad, nor angry in any way. Usually, if he wanted to talk to us casually about something, he would tell us whenever we had dinner together. But, talking in his office meant something serious....

"Appa!" I cooed sweetly as I skipped over to his desk, sitting on top of it. I hope he gets to the chase; I had a party to attend. I had to go now if I didn't want to get stuck with the leftover liquor. And as rich as you think these Beverly Hill kids are, you would think that the host would buy extra of the good stuff... "You’re home so early!"

"Krystal, please get off my desk and cut it out with that creepy voice of yours," Appa didn't look up. "You are 18, not 8."

My brother kept himself from laughing out loud as I scrunched my face in contempt. Ugh, he used to fall for my sweet voice all the time! Now it’s creepy?! So much for being Daddy's Little Princess/a Daddy's girl... I mean, yes Appa and I don't always see eye to eye, but we weren't total complete strangers to each other. Ever since Mom died, he thinks that showing compassion and love for your child meant to give the best of the best and leave it like that. Lucky for me his best of the best was cold hard cash, plastic little squares with more cold hard cash, and oh, the cold hard cash that's hanging in my closet in season-and-color coordinated order. Hugs? Kisses? "I'm here for you" speeches? Pssht, please my life is anything but a Dr. Phil's family advice corner or The View ladies hot seat topic.

I bumped Jay’s shoulder while walking back to my place. I pushed my brother forward so he could try asking Appa what the hell was wrong. He shrugged, stepping up to the plate. If the Daddy's girl couldn't get through to him, then Jay's "I'm your only son, we're both men" influence should get Appa to talk. 

"Appa, was there a reason you called for us?" He asked in a polite, mature manner. Appa looked up from his papers, looking in between the two of us. Bingo, I knew who his favorite was now...Then, I noticed that his eyes and the corners of his mouth were twitching. The only time he ever does that is when he was trying to hide something: good news. Last time this happened, I had received my BMW after gaining my Driver's license on the 3rd test try.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Appa declared while clapping his hands together. "I just wanted you two to know that... well, how do I say this?" He leaned back in his chair, now using his thumb and index finger to caress his nonexistent beard. "Actually, let’s just get to the point." He looked at us with twinkling eyes. "I have a girlfriend."

Jay and I gave each other a look; we knew where this conversation was heading. This wouldn't be the first time that dad told us about his relationship. But then again, if he wanted us to meet him here in his office about it... Then maybe, this "girlfriend" of his was more serious than we thought...

"In fact, you'll get to meet her next week when she has dinner with us."

Now Jay and I REALLY looked at each other wide-eyed. Dinner with his girlfriend?! That was definitely something new. Appa never introduces us formally to any of his ladies; it was either an impromptu meet up or an accidental-disgusting-around-the-house-in-his-T-shirt-in-the-morning meeting.

That last reason happened WAY more than usual.

"Fine with me," Jay shrugged, nudging me. "How about you, Noona?"

I rolled my eyes and nudged him back, faking a smile at Appa. "Of course, I would love to meet this new lady of yours, Appa. I cannot WAIT to see her." I held Jay's wrist, "Speaking of waiting, we actually have a Halloween party to be at. Isn't that right, Jay?" I dug my nails into his skin as I yanked him out before Appa could respond or ask any more questions, especially about what was under my jacket. I heard my name being called by Appa as we left his office, but I decided to ignore it. It wasn't until we were halfway up the stairs that Jay pulled his wrist out of my grip.

"What the heck was that back there??" Jay winced, inspecting the nail marks on his skin. I let out a growl, finishing my way up the stairs and headed for my room.

"Ugh, meeting the new girl already?" I walked into my closet as Jay made himself comfortable on my couch. "This is bad. This is really, super, majorly bad. As in Mariah Carey trying to hit her high notes now kind of disaster." I looked at myself in the mirror, deciding I needed some kind of necklace. I opened my jewelry drawer and raked around for anything suitable. "I mean, meeting her for dinner? When have we ever done that??" I shut the first drawer in anger and opened the second one.

"Well, I for one am happy that Appa is settling down for a girl longer than a few weeks." I shrugged at Jay's statement. There was one good thing out of all of this, Appa was never one to have "long-term" relationships, and maybe this was the turning point in his life. But, he wasn’t getting any younger; maybe he was finally experiencing his "mid-life crisis". Why did his midlife crisis have to be him finding younger woman to replace my mother? Couldn't it be....oh I don't know, buying his one and only daughter a Yacht? Or better yet, maybe her very own private jet? 

Well, actually anything that lasted longer than my father's flings... 

"I mean, don't get me wrong, I am happy that he is happy." I shook my head at the choices of jewelry I had, opening the third drawer. "But, let's see if she lives up to... our expectations." I double-checked the drawer I now opened, realizing it was the drawer that held Halmeoni's gifts. I rummaged through it as a familiar box come into view, it contained the necklace with the genie lamp charm on it. I shrugged, taking the ornament out of the box and placed it around my neck as I walked out of the closet.

"Ahhhh noona, let's please not use that tactic again," Jay ran his hand through his hair, seemingly distressed. "Why don't we actually get to... I don't know... get to know her at least?"

"You said she was a leech, right?" I gathered my things for the party, ping my jacket and throwing it carelessly to the ground.

"That was 3 girlfriends ago, Noona," Jay stood up from the couch, ready to follow me out the room. "We haven't met this one yet, so it’s open game."

I took my car keys and twirled it around my finger, "And a game we shall play."

Luhan

"What did I miss?!" I glanced over my shoulder, noticing Xiumin had popped in to my abode. I shook my head, sighing as he sat next to Sehun who had moved my Genie Caller in front of the couch, watching it with great interest. Xiumin started taking some popcorn from the bowl on Sehun's lap.

"Well, she spoke with her dad about some new girl he's dating, and now they’re going to a party." Sehun urged me to sit beside him, patting the right side of my couch. "Hyung! Aren't you going to come and watch?"

I shook my head, "What's the point if she’s not going to call me anyways?" I shut the fridge, opening a can of soda. "Besides, I'm being used as a freaking accessory. What significance do I have to her??"

"Ohhhh, seems like someone’s getting a little sulky,” Xiumin sang as he wagged his finger to the tune of his words. I rolled my eyes, sitting at the counter, taking a sip of my cola. In hell I was sulky, more like, angry. I was angry. Ever since the last call, it’s been 3 months since I’ve seen her.

3. Freaking. Months.

This was the longest waiting period in my entire career that a master has not summoned me. I was already starting to get mocked by the others because of it.

When she calls me, she better take only 3 seconds or less to make her wishes, or else.

"Alright, alright, alright!" Another voice popped in the conversation. I looked at the cloud of smoke that lingered by the couch; it was Baekhyun. "I had a feeling you’d all be here! Is she there now??" Sehun and Xiumin gave him a recap.

"Baekhyun, what are you doing here?" I questioned as he waltz towards the couch plopping down beside Sehun.

"Well, Sehun sent us a cloud group message that your genie caller activated after 3 months. So, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about with your new master." I glowered at Sehun.

"Cloud group message? So this is why everyone knows?" I waved my hand as an invisible force slapped Sehun in the back of his head. Sehun smiled mischievously, rubbing the back of his head. He wasn't even going to deny it.

"Oh, well hello there pretty ladyyy" A smooth deep voice popped into the conversation behind the new cloud that had appeared in the living room. We all looked at the new addition to the viewing party.

"Yah!" I said standing up pointing at all of them. "Chanyeol, you too?!"

"Shhhh! Shhhh! Look, look!!" Xiumin said pointing at the cloud. "She's saying something!"

We all turned our head to the screen; as much as I didn't care for what's happening, I was curious to see what she would say about the necklace.

"Omg Krystal your costume is, like, so on point," the girl who Krystal had called, Jesy, placed a hand on her clothed stomach. "Ugh, I wish I had your body."

"Don't worry Jesy you'll get there" Krystal's empathized as we saw her pat the girl's stomach. "Besides, at least you have those to make up for it!" Her vision scanned her friend’s upper chest, pointing out the obvious focal point on this girl. The room was filled with low whistles and appreciative tones.

"Yeah, but not enough to have a boyfriend like Jackson," her eyebrows danced together, looking past Krystal. Our path of vision suddenly took a turn, and there was a guy standing in the same Arabian get-up. Except this guy seemed to exude more confidence, his body stature wasn't shying away from that fact.

Genies were always the best looking guy in a room of humans; the way this boy held himself, it seemed as if he was one of us.

"Baby babybabyyyy," this Jackson boy smiled as he came close to Krystal, placing a kiss on her lips. The living room full of genies erupted in "ewwwws" and fake gags. I couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of me, rather than what was showing in the Genie Caller.

"Damn it, she goes for guys like him?" Baekhyun slapped his knee, disappointed.

"And the way those human girls are staring at him, he's what they must call the 'perfect boy'" Sehun divulged.

"What the hell are those outfits?" Chanyeol laughed, pointing at the old-fashioned garments. "I haven't worn something like that since forever!"

I watched the guy Krystal through the party. The way he knew everybody and how they interacted with him, he was what they would probably call the "popular kid." And the way Krystal was clinging on to him, I guess she had some status herself. This girl had it all, huh? She had the perfect boyfriend, she was rich, and she was popular. What more could she wish for? The corner of my mouth twitched into a small smile.

I liked a challenge.

"So this is how the humans have 'fun'?" Sehun examined as we watched the party unfold in front of us. Drinking, dancing, hooking up... all the -ing's of the life of the typical American Teenager. Personally, I enjoyed a glass or two of the some fine wine, and would call it a day. Partying on the other hand, for me, consisted of upper class men's club where the men knew how to dress and act while the ladies knew how to "dress" and "act" as well.

If you catch my drift.

"Your master can hold her liquor, huh?" Baekhyun noted, amazed as Krystal took a shot glass, downing it within a second. A cheer erupted from the crowd around her as her opponent did the same.

"She sure can, huh?" I let out a small chuckle as she downed another shot. A plan started to formulate in my head as Krystal was beginning to be in a state of drunken stupor. If I were to be called tonight, I could use her drunkenness to my advantage.

If all worked out right, I would be in and out within 5 minutes or less.

I smiled as I watched her flail her arms and began booty shaking, I guess they considered that as "dancing". I looked at the ornament around her neck, which she was now rubbing between her fingertips.

"GENIE GENIE GENIE IN THE BOTTLE!" Krystal shouted at the top of her lungs. "COME OUT! COME OUT! COME OUT AND GRANT ME A WISH! AHAHAHA!"

All of a sudden, the Genie Caller's cloud began to appear in rainbow-patterned colors. We watched as a second trail of smoke started to arise from the lamp, slowly making its way towards me.

"Oh! Hyung you are getting called!!" Sehun pointed at me, standing in shock. It's as if this boy has never watched this process happen before.

"Thank you, captain obvious" Baekhyun remarked as he crossed his arms. "Yah! Luhan hyung... when you come back, make sure you bring some of those bottles of liquor so we can drink, okay?"

"What makes you so sure that he'll be back within this time frame?" Chanyeol chortled, putting his snapback on backwards. "I have a feeling this one will be a hard one to crack."

"My fellow brothers," I announced, their eyes all on me. "Just watch and learn from the master," I swirled my index finger, making the rainbow-colored smoke run faster circles around me. Within a minute, I felt the familiar tingling sensation of dimensional travel. The faces of the genies and my home were replaced with the familiar scene I had been watching from before. In no time, I had found myself in the middle of the dance floor, finally face to face with my drunken master. I had been waiting for this day. I’ll be able to give her the introduction I had been perfecting in front of the mirror for the past 3 months.

I had opened my mouth to start my greetings until Krystal twirled and lost balance on her heel, causing her to fall backwards into my arms.

"Come on Jay, we gotta get homeeee!" Krystal waved her hands with eyes half-opened. "Jayyy, let's go and take a magic carpet ride homeeee!" Her eyes widened, giving me a drunken smile, "Hello there, handsome looking man wearing a suit." She placed a hand on my cheeks, squeezing it, my lips resembling that of a fish on my Adonis-looking face. "Are you the genie I have been waiting for? Can you grant my wish?"

"Uhm… Why yes, I can," I found myself being caught off guard. Was she already acknowledging me as her genie? I haven’t even introduced myself, yet she knew who I was? This was surely odd...

"I wish to fly home in a magic carpet ride!" Krystal twisted her drawn fists, making vroom-vroom noises and started singing “A Whole New World”. I smiled at the genie lamp around her neck, knowing that the guys were watching; this was definitely going to be my duration’s personal best.

"As you wish, my master."

1 down. 2 wishes to go...

Author's Note 

Well, well, well...I told you they would meet, correct? *woot, woot* let the fun & games begin. <(￣︶￣)>  

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