She seemed irritable, but maybe lonely... I was excited with the thought of wishes. I mean, if a Leprechaun can exist, sure, why can't wishes? But she didn't seem to jump to the opportunity like I did, and, being the person I was, I couldn't force her to do something she didn't want to do.
"I don't know... I mean, as much as I am excited about wishes and everything, I don't think I can force you into doing something you don't want to do. Dad always said that, and I think he's right. I just couldn't live with myself." I said, conflicted. She just stared at me. It was her turn to be confused and surprised.
"Oh... Thank you..." She curtsied. "But I must. For your kindness, I will do anything. I do not mind working for someone like you."
"No, no. I couldn't. I would have to give you something in return. I get a wish, you get... let's see... You get a wish! Yes! Is that good for you?" I asked, trying to make it fair.
"Oh. Well, yes! You have yourself a deal!" She jumped up and down on my bed with excitement. "Right Master, what is your wish?" At this, I winced slightly.
"Please, don't call me 'Master'. It makes me sound dominant. We are equal. Call me Jay."
"Yes, Master Jay." She replied.
"Umm... Yeah. OK. Well, this is awkward. I don't know what to wish for..." I thought hard, but nothing came to mind.
"How about to be strong? To be rich? To experience pleasures?" Sheila suggested. I shifted uncomfortably at the last one.
"Pleasures? No thanks. But... OK. This is weird, but... Could you make me...