You find a magic lamp and free the Genie. What are your three wishes? You can not wish for more wishes.
"Look, Doctor! A lamp!"
"Hmm?"
"A lamp, look!"
"Whaddya know! It's all buried in the sand."
"Looks quite old."
"Mhmm. Yes, Mickey, it does. Got something written, here, do you see----"
"I AM THE GENIE. FOR FREEING ME, I WILL GRANT YOU ANY THREE WISHES."
"Doctor! It's a...it's a...!"
"It's a genie! Brilliant!"
"You can wish for a way out of this desert! Back to London!"
"Yes, not yet. I wish for a bag of jelly babies that never runs out!"
*POP*
"What?! That's it, Doctor? You have three wishes! Anything you could desire!"
"Yes, I really desire a few jelly babies. Ooooh, still full."
"You could wish for a TARDIS that functions properly. Or money! Why not ask for wealth! An army of beautiful, lingerie-clad warriors to help us defeat the Daleks and Cybermen waiting back in London! Maybe just a superweapon, though I like the idea of the warrior women a bit better."
"What do you know? Still full."
"Or why not just an army of beautiful lingerie-clad women for me, huh? Why don't you ever think about me, Doctor? I could use a bit of money, you know! Garage doesn't pay well enough, and travelin' with you certainly don't."
"Still full."
"Why not a personal jet, eh? A scooter that has GPS? Something useful? At the very least, a map out of this place? We could use that!"
"DOCTOR, YOU MUST MAKE YOUR OTHER TWO WISHES."
"Oh, this here is brilliant. I'll take two more of these."
*POP*
"I LEAVE YOU WITH YOUR WISHES! MUWHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Doctor...you..."
"Jelly baby, Mickey?"
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 263
"Look, Doctor! A lamp!"
"Hmm?"
"A lamp, look!"
"Whaddya know! It's all buried in the sand."
"Looks quite old."
"Mhmm. Yes, Mickey, it does. Got something written, here, do you see----"
"I AM THE GENIE. FOR FREEING ME, I WILL GRANT YOU ANY THREE WISHES."
"Doctor! It's a...it's a...!"
"It's a genie! Brilliant!"
"You can wish for a way out of this desert! Back to London!"
"Yes, not yet. I wish for a bag of jelly babies that never runs out!"
*POP*
"What?! That's it, Doctor? You have three wishes! Anything you could desire!"
"Yes, I really desire a few jelly babies. Ooooh, still full."
"You could wish for a TARDIS that functions properly. Or money! Why not ask for wealth! An army of beautiful, lingerie-clad warriors to help us defeat the Daleks and Cybermen waiting back in London! Maybe just a superweapon, though I like the idea of the warrior women a bit better."
"What do you know? Still full."
"Or why not just an army of beautiful lingerie-clad women for me, huh? Why don't you ever think about me, Doctor? I could use a bit of money, you know! Garage doesn't pay well enough, and travelin' with you certainly don't."
"Still full."
"Why not a personal jet, eh? A scooter that has GPS? Something useful? At the very least, a map out of this place? We could use that!"
"DOCTOR, YOU MUST MAKE YOUR OTHER TWO WISHES."
"Oh, this here is brilliant. I'll take two more of these."
*POP*
"I LEAVE YOU WITH YOUR WISHES! MUWHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Doctor...you..."
"Jelly baby, Mickey?"
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 263