The genie looks to the human in surprise, "what?"

"What do you think I should wish for?"

The genie stared at the man, his gaze cold.

"Can't you think of something?"

"I can't, no. I have nothing to want badly enough."

"That's not true, don't you want money, a pet, something?"

"No, sir, I can't think of anything. What would you wish for?"

".."

The genie stared off, anger disappearing.

"The f-ck am I supposed to say?"

"Anything."

The genie sighed and stared up at the clouds. They rolled through the sky slowly, and he watched with curiosity as stars appeared behind them.

"I've.. always wanted to know something."

"What?"

"Why do stars burn?"

The man looked up at the clouds too, and smiled.

"I don't know. Science explains it, but doesn't really give that answer as to why, only how"

The genie felt a smile slip on his face.

"I'd wish to be free."

"Free? Aren't you the most-"

"Most powerful being in all the universe? Yes. Meaning I am bound until free to even the laws of order and nature."

"Like raising a powerful guard dog, only to keep it in the closet at all times"

"That's a strange analogy. But you're a strang human"

"Well, why's that?"

"No one's ever asked me what I'd wish for. They'd ask me anything else. I wish for this, I wish for that."

"And yet?"

"And yet you're the first. First to not have anything he wants."

The man smiled.

"And once you're free? Do you have a family?"

"Genies like me are made, not born. And attached from creation to a master. And to serving. So no, no family"

"Maybe you could make one? Once you're free what happens then?"

"I age like a human, with my powers still intact. So in theory, I could marry someone and live my life with them"

"Then in that case..."

The man turned to the Genie, smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear.

"Genie, I wish you to be free and live a good, happy life. Marry someone, adopt kids, get a pet. I wish you to be happy."

The genie smiled at the man and laughed, tears trailing down his arms as his golden skin turned paler to a human shade, his purple eyes turned blue, his blue hair turned black. His legs formed slowly, covered in blue pants that hugged his legs comfortably, and his chest was clothed in a loose white shirt. His goatee turned into a 5'o clock shadow on his entire chin. His older styled hat turned into a baseball cap and his feet were adorned with tennis shoes with the logo of some big shoe company that the Genie didn't know the name of.

His feet touched the ground and his tears were dried, and he hugged the man close, happiness bubbling in his chest.

"You, you're a treasure"

"No, you are. Go get yourself a life, Genie."

"Wait, what am I supposed to do? I can't go around with a name like Genie, someone would catch on!"

"Then you're name is Eugene, Gene for short. Eugene Robinson."

"That's a strange name."

"That's my name!"

Genie smiled at Eugene before bowing head and thanking the man again. And when he looked up, Eugene Robinson was gone, as was his lamp.

He frowned in confusion before his eyes sparked in realization.

He smiled and looked up at the stars again and made his way to his new life, as Eugene Robinson.

A wallet in his hand, matched to his looks perfectly, he got a home.

And he lived happily.

Just as his own Genie intended for him.