Have revenge on the racists
Martha and Amelia materialized in shoddy flat. "Are you back, Heinrich?" asked a woman. When Martha and Amelia looked, they saw the woman Martha had turned into a black person one year ago.
"Oh no! Not you again! HELP!" the woman cried.
Suddenly, there was the sound of quick, heavy steps on a stair outside. A few seconds later, the door burst open and Heinrich, still a black man, stormed inside. "Gerda, what's going on?" Then he saw the genie. "What... what are you doing here? Was it not enough to ruin our lives?" the man asked seemingly frightened.
"Keep calm! We came to see if you had learned your lesson." Martha explained.
"Will you turn us back, mighty genie? Please! We learned our lesson." Gerda quickly assured.
"You may not know what mess you put us in." Heinrich tried calm down the situation. "You left us with no identification. For the authorities, we are illegal refugees. If they catch us, they will deport us somewhere to Africa. We can't take a real job, we can't go and see doctors. Please help us. We've learned our lesson!"
Martha turned to Amelia. "What do you think? Shall we help them?"
Amelia thought for a moment. She remembered how these two had chased here and if it hadn't been for Andy, they might have killed her. Personally, she didn't want to turn these two back. But she had promised Martha to help her restore her victims: "Martha, I wish for them to have legal papers that will solve their quarrels with the authorities."
Martha put on a mischievous smirk. She totally agreed with Amelia. These racists didn't deserve any mercy. "Your wish is granted." She blinked and a briefcase appeared on the table.
Heinrich grabbed the briefcase and ripped it open. With wide eyes he looked at the papers he found inside. "My name is Nenge Moboko. And you are now Kiva Moboko." he said to his wife. "We are refugees from Central Africa. But we have been acknowledged as refugees, so Switzerland gave us asylum."
Gerda burst out in tears. "I don't want to be an African woman. I want to be myself again!"
Heinrich shook his fist. "You call that help! Make us normal, in an instant!".
Amelia took a firm stance. "Don't you dare. I have a genie at my command. Be thankful or else..."
Now Martha had enough. With a demanding voice, she said: "Amelia, we are going now!"
"What?" Amelia asked with surprise.
"Be a dear and wish us out of here." Martha said.
Amelia nodded. "Ok, teleport us to my flat, Martha."
Martha blinked and she and Martha disappeared from the room.
Martha and Amelia were sitting in Amelia's living room. Originally, Amelia had shared the flat with Babette, another receptionist at the hotel. But since Babette decided to stay in a strange, sleeping universe as the result of a careless wish, Amelia was the only tenant of the flat.
They had opened a bottle of wine, which was already nearly empty. Amelia and Martha were definitely a bit tipsy by now.
"Amelia, there's one thing I wanted to ask you:" Martha said. "Why didn't you wish Heinrich and Gerda back into white people? Why did you wish them into Africans for good?"
"If you ask me, they got what they deserved." Amelia said. Her eyes were gleaming with and frightening cold.
Martha was surprised and worried. "Amelia, have you forgotten that we planned to rescue my victims?"
"Only if they deserved it. An believe me, they are still will always be the same racists at heart." Amelia justified her actions.
"Then what was the reason to give them the identification papers if they won't change their personality?" Martha reasoned.
Amelia though for a moment. Then she replied. "I guess I wanted to give them at least a fair chance. Maybe they will change their personalities to the better. If they do, I see no reason to change them back. And if they don't, at least there are two racists left in the world."
Martha shook her head. "Or did you simply want to take revenge on that racists?"
"Maybe. But tell me, Martha, don't you want to see that asshole of a racist inspector being punishes?" Amelia teased her.
Now, Martha thought for a moment. "I suppose. His attitude was really enraging me too. Say, how would you punish him?"
Amelia smiled wickedly. "Since he's so fond of the old Eidgenossenschaft, I would wish him to the year 1315, directly into the Battle of Morgarten."
Since Amelia just state a wish, Martha was obliged to grant it. But strangely, she agreed with that wish in her mind. Maybe Mr. Oberle had angered her too much, maybe the wine had affected her thoughts. Sending him back to the old Eidgenossenschaft seemed more and more fitting to her. Martha blinked. "It is done."
"I granted your wish and sent him back to the battle of Morgarten. I hope he likes that time more." Martha giggled.
"You really sent him back...?" Amelia asked. Then she burst into laughter. Obviously, the wine had loosened her inhibitions.
When Amelia was reaching for her glass, Martha reached for her hand. "Maybe You should cut down on the wine for now. Don't forget David will be over here this evening."
"Your right. I can't be drunk tonight. I'm really looking forward to spent some 'private' time with David." Amelia gleamed with anticipation.
"Exactly. We should stop drinking now. So you can have some more wine with David later. Don't worry, I'll let you two alone this night." Martha said, sounding quite patronizing.
Amelia reacted with pretended indignation: "Ha! I would throw you out of my flat anyway, if you don't leave willingly." Both women looked at each other, then they burst into laughter.
Amelia was definitely look forward to the night with David.
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I'm surprised that I'd be seeing myself polishing the genie's boots in this comic page.
May I please be informed if the genie is no longer having health problems. Cuz I really wanna have some time with her.
Nice work on this.
Who is that getting their shoe shined?