Never Had A Friend Like Me

Caissa's trip to the beach had been, in a lot of ways, therapeutic. She came out here sometimes to meditate and clear out some of her memories that she didn't need anymore. Do yoga and give herself something to focus on. And sometimes, just scream out at the ocean after a particularly frustrating summoning.

But what she hadn't expected was the lamp that had washed up onto the beach. It was clearly magical of some kind, with how undamaged it was despite having clearly been in the ocean for a while. Her first instinct was 'genie' but she hadn't fully expected to actually be correct.

But as the smoke transformed into a girl in front of her, her one good eye could see the magic swirling around between the two of them: binding them together. Her first thought was how much that had to suck. Her second though was how useful this could be.

Caissa carefully sat down onto the towel she used as a yoga mat while at the beach, leaning over until she was resting on her elbow. A small hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "Whatever, huh? That's a tall order, cause I want a lot. So how does this thing work? I get three wishes and then you go back in the bottle? One wish? Does your lamp fly into the air and fly somewhere around the world like the dragon balls?"

"Mine," Caissa repeated, rolling onto her stomach and arching her back to look up at Blue, her chin rested on her hands. She did like the sound of that. Her father certainly wasn't going to compensate her for all the hard work she did in his stead. She deserved this. There was just one problem...

"I'm going to have to report this to the school. Keeping a slave is a no-no, but based on what I saw from the magic that came out of you when you popped up, we don't have much of a choice. I'm not going to die and you look like you stop existing if no one is there to lead you by the nose."

Her mind was working several hundred miles an hour, thinking of all the ways she could use three summoned items a day. She could test the limits of that later. For now, she just needed to figure out some other things.

"So, first things. Don't call me master in public. People will think weirdly of that. My name is Caissa. Easy, right? Second, I need something to call you. I assume you have a name to go with that cavity inducing personality?"

"Blue then. Why fix what isn't broken, eh?" Caissa arched her back like a cat and crawled closer to her new... companion? Slave? She couldn't quite decide what this was exactly.

When she was close enough, she broke into a toothy grin with a hint of maliciousness in it. "We're gonna have a great time, you and I. But I want to know what I'm getting into. Why don't you give me the quick rundown on your previous masters."

Caissa chewed over this information a bit. A lot of masters huh? And the Crusades? So the little... ditz had been around for a while. Which made sense, but you could never be too sure. With a dismissive wave of her hand, Caissa cut off any further explanation. "No no. We can figure out the details later."

"As for now, I think we can head back to the school and get you settled in. I can't imagine you've ever taken classes, given how much sea grime is on this lamp."

Caissa stood up, taller than Blue and stretching her arms above her head. She snatched up her beach towel, shaking the sand off of it and lazily tying it around her waist like a skirt. She started to head inland, gesturing for the genie to follow. "Come on. While we walk, tell me more about this wish granting. You can make objects, but do you have to know what they are or even how they work? Could you make me an iPhone?"

"Perfection. Sure, h-" Caissa paused and corrected. "I'll take an iPhone." She'd almost said 'hit me' but depending on how this genie shit worked she might have taken it literally.

As soon as the iPhone was created, Caissa turned it on and watched it boot up. Interesting. It worked, but it probably didn't have a phone number attached to it. Still, she wondered...

As they reached the rockier part of the beach, Caissa smashed the phone against a large stone without warning. She stopped and crouched, pulling the broken phone apart to look at it's insides. It was an iPhone for sure, down to the microprocessor. A wicked, unabashed grin spread across Caissa's face.

"In-te-rest-ing. Blue, I could kiss you. You may very well be the best thing to ever happen to me."