Finish That Thought #2-12 (Judge's Comments)
Prompt: Two wishes wasted; this third and final one was [our] last chance.
Special Challenge: Include at least two of the following: a genie, a magic carpet, a magic lamp, a magic ring, a Grand Vizier, a clever woman named Morgiana, a talking bird, Cerebrus, a Cyclops
Two wishes wasted; this third and final one was their last chance. I
wasn’t going to cross my fingers and hope, though. Disappointment had
long ago been replaced with indignation. I’d been so careful,
researching down to the last detail, in picking the targets for my
experiment and these college students were completely botching it.
right, you had your joke, where’s the trick wire?” the female one
asked. Cass, at least that was her name on her Facebook profile, stood
poking the magic carpet she’d conjured up with the first wish. The rug
folded its tasseled corners as if they were arms and wiggled in a
mocking manner. I’d had such great hopes for Cass, too. She was an
active member in three campus support and relief groups, always posting
things online and shoving petitions in people’s faces. How many times
had she started out her statuses with “I wish?” Surely, she would have
used her wish for something grand, no? And now she had a pet carpet.
Almost as soon as Cass had blurted out her wish, Matt,
her companion and fellow activist, had laughed and wished for a Cyclops
as big as his thumb. Boom, granted. Of course, it showed up on his
thumb and had half the nail nibbled off before the man realized it was
real. Matt flicked the poor creature off and stomped on it. Might I
also take the time to point out that Matt is also an avid member of the
“Fairies Are Real, Protect the Rainforests” group?
these two humans doing? Applauding. Asking me when the Aladdin
production was starting up. Laughing at their “so smart” wishes. The
guy just ruthlessly murdered a Cyclops! I was too dumbfounded to speak.
They had one last wish between the two of them. Surely, surely they’d
take a gander and do something good with that last glimmer of hope.
genie! I wish for a lifetime supply of bacon! Now conjure that one
up!” Matt crowed. The courtyard exploded with uncooked bacon.
buried my head in my hands. No, no, no! This wasn’t supposed to
happen. I could feel my frustration building and building until it
unleashed in a colossal outburst.
“You idiots!” I shouted.
Thunder rumbled, clouds darkened, and the winds howled overhead as my
temper escalated. “You could have wished for every person to have
access to clean drinking water! You could have ended poverty! You
could have wished for world peace! And what did you accomplish? You
have a magic carpet, a squashed Cyclops, and a lifetime supply of bacon.
Congratulations! You have completely ruined my faith in humanity.
May all your bacon burn.”
I vanished in a puff of smoke as their jaws dropped.