Dazzled by December .... Red and Albire

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Dazzled by December
~ Read along as Albire and Red become Dazzled by December ~
as always fill free to PM either one of us with questions, comments, or suggestions

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The jeweled bottle rested on the shelf, its stones chipped and its brass in need of a good polish. The shop keeper pulled it from its resting place and twirled it in his hands. He hadn’t taken it down in years. The layer of dust was thick and stirred in the air, tickling his nose. A rash of sneezes escaped him and he moved over to his work table. Slowly he began to wipe away the grime.

Once the dirt was removed he spent the next several minutes turning it left and right, polishing the brass and making the faux jewels glisten once more. He pried off the broken pieces and fitted new glass gems into the now empty holes. Holding it up high for inspection he smiled widely. “Wonderful,” he said clapping his hands in excitement.

He weaved his way though the various tables of merchandise that were on display, and settled the shiny bottle in the shop window. His assistant had worked all night on the Arabian Nights theme and had left only one request; that being the bottle that he had just finished restoring. Now the gossamer pillow it rested on looked wonderful and fit right in with the string of pearls, ancient lamps, and oil sacks that were up for sale.

Soon the window’s “Closed” sign was turned to read “Open” and business began to stir. He kept himself busy and was thrilled to see many people pick up items from the display window. Lunch went by in a hurry as more customers packed in. His assistant came in, added more things to compliment the jewel encrusted bottle. Both sellers knew the piece would be a lovely addition to any home.

As the afternoon disappeared and moved into evening the shop keeper waved goodbye to his assistant and was about to close the door, when a man entered. He allowed the fellow in and tried to assist him, but was unable to help the man until he mentioned wanting the pretty bottle in the window. A smile lit up the shop keepers face and the bottle was soon placed in paper and wrapped nicely inside a silver box. The box was tucked snugly inside a gold foil bag and handed to the man.

The shop keeper locked up the shop and walked away. Darkness had now descended and as he turned the corner, the shop and the shop keeper disappeared. In their place was nothing but the wind. Inside the bottle that was wrapped in paper, cuddled in a box, secured in a sack, sat a woman who had suddenly been jostled awake.

December opened her eyes and looked around her home. Sighing she pulled her long silver mane of hair into the traditional genie look that people were used to. She slipped on the little shirt and the thin sheer pants. “Well I wonder how long this one will last?” she asked herself. She sat down, and tried to hold on to her seat as she was carried away toward a new life of servitude.

 

[Albire]

As he walked through the front door of his apartment it was business as usual, toss the keys in the bowl he had on the table by the door, toss his coat on the couch and go get something to eat from the mini-fridge he had iin the tiny kitchenette. Setting the gold foil bag down he made himself a pb&j.

He was a simple man, he didnt want or need much at all really, the only reason he was shopping today was for his sisters birthday. she collected odd's and ends of all sorts and he was sure she would love it, though something about it intriged him.

Taking it out of the bag and the box and the paper he looked it over, it was veryold indeed, in need of a polish too. Shugging he set it back on the table as his rather large tabby Jake, jumped up looking for some attention. a glisten caught the cats eye and it started sniffing the bottle as George ate his snack. then the cat seemed to hear something and attacked the bottle, sennding it over the edge of the table to the hard floor below.

George picked it up and noticed the lid was ajar, and slowly seeping some sort of smoke....

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

December had been jostled and turned, but in the end it was the normal life of one trapped in a bottle. When the moving had stopped she knew she was finally put somewhere safe and sound. No one bothered her for a while and she feared that perhaps she had just been placed somewhere and left.

She remembered the time that she had been forgotten. For years she sat in her little bottle, while whoever had bought her never looked inside her little home. December lost track of the time and then realized what had happened. She had just been some pretty trinket and so she just sat. Now as time passed she moved about her bottle fluffing pillows and snacking on fruit she produced with a snap of her fingers.

Just as she was about to indulge in a bubble bath, she was falling and spinning in the air. Her head hit the walls and she felt quite dizzy when the room quit moving. She shook her head several times and quickly changed back on her traditional genie costume. It was time. December waited for a moment then realized she had forgotten to add the effects. Rolling her eyes she quickly lit a match and blew it out. Her long slim fingers covered in rings waved up the smoke so her new Master got the entire genie package. “No need to mess with tradition,” she told herself.

When the smoke started filling her rooms she understood that the silly Master hadn’t popped the lid off all the way, so she had to finish it now. She closed her eyes and soon the lid was off and rolling to the floor of the outside world. December smiled and changed into a white puffy cloud and emerged out into the world above her. Then with a snap of her finger she became whole again and hovered in the air. The long mane of hair still was perched on her head in the usual manner and her little outfit fluttered in the breeze. Her soft silver-gray eyes gazed upon her new Master.

“You called Master?” December almost forgot to assume her proper genie pose and hurriedly crossed her arms. Suddenly she started to sneeze, “Oh heavens. . . You have,” she sneezed again. “A pet?” The fit of sneezes were soon over taking her, quickly she snapped her fingers and the cat disappeared. “There that’s better,” she smiled, wiping her eyes and trying to look composed.

 

[Albire]

Stunned by the apearence of this...heavenly woman, he didn't even notice that Jake was no longer playing with the bottles lid at first. "Wait...whats better?" Looking around and not finding his beloved cat, he turns to her. "Where is Jake? you bring him back this instant..."Then his normal polite mannerism returned to him. ".please?"


Then it hit him, 'what the hell just happened? my cats gone and this...wow what a woman, just came out of a bottle and called me master. who does that?, those ginie's do in movies, but they dont exsist...do they?' as his mind turned this over he looked her up and down, taking in her beauty. 'well i know what i want from her' He thought to himself, but knowing he would never have the nerve to say so.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

December tossed back her hair, looked at the man and snapped her fingers. Soon the creature was back in the room and December was sneezing up a storm. She glared at the cat and back at the man.

Her eyes watered and she felt as if her chest was being stepped on. She snapped her fingers again, and removed the hair from the cat. Once more she was free of the sneezies and shook herself. "That will work," she muttered outloud. Still hovering in the air, she returned her attention back to her Master.

"Yes, Master," she smiled and pointed down to the now hairless creature. "Is there anything else?"

The silver mane of hair cascaded down grazing her ass, and her silver-gray eyes showed calmness and sincerity. She was thankful that this Master had known exactly what he wanted and she wouldn't have to go through the rules of the whole genie thing. Since he had asked for the cat and recieved it, he would be an easy Master to serve while he possessed the bottle.

She noticed the bald cat, the one called Jake was licking his skin, and she grinned down at him. "What a lovely thing, no hair. . . He will no longer have those things, one calls... " she clenched one eye and tilted her head "furballs!"

"I hope I have made you happy Master," December beamed a beautiful smile toward him.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

*sigh*

OOC: Sadly Albire has lost his connection at home and doesn't know when he'll be back, so this story will have to hold for him until he get's back. When will that be?? No clue.... but if and when I'll pick it up again as long as he is willing. In the meantime I will consider doing another one with a genie concept as a one on one if someone would like to, just PM me. I just won't use this character or her personality. So for now... Dazzled by December will have to Dazzle you another time.