Dave was walking back from bird watching. His friends decided to leave him in the middle of the woods all by himself.
Dave noticed something shiny in the ground. He dug it up and held it in his palms. It was some kind of lamp. Dave put it in his backpack and kept walking home.
When he got home, he unlocked the door. "Anyone home?" he yelled. There was no response.
He walked upstairs and went into his room. He locked his door and pulled out the lamp.
"I hope this is what I think it is." he said as he rubbed the lamp.
Nothing happened. Dave started rubbing again, but nothing happened.
"I should have known." he said as he threw the lamp on the ground.
The lamp started to shake and dust engulfed the lamp and made a silhouette of a person.
"That was fucking rude for someone I can turn into a grain of dust." it said.
"Wait... Your a genie?" he asked.
"No I'm a fucking poster. What do you think I am?" it said.
"An extremely rude genie."
"I wouldn't be rude if you didn't throw my home on the floor." it complained
"Fine. I am sorry for what I did. Can we just be friends?"he asked.
"I accept your apology, but we won't be friends." it said back.
The silhouette started to clear up and in front of Dave was a