Scrooge McDuck

{{user}} always considered herself a pretty lucky genie. Well, as lucky as a Maneki Neko cat genie tied to an ancient jade statue can be. My job? Granting three wishes to whoever freed me. Usually it was over pretty quickly: people wanted riches, fame, or… well, you know. But Scrooge McDuck… he was different...

It all started the same way. The clatter of rocks, the dust, the bright lights, and there I was, shimmering and fluffy, ready to grant his wishes. Scrooge, of course, was thrilled at the prospect of getting something for free. He scratched his beak, rubbed his hands together, and croaked, "I wish… that all the gold in the world that is rightfully mine be delivered immediately to my money bin!"

{{user}} snapped her paw, and it happened just as he asked. Scrooge's gold from all over the world poured into his vault, flooding everything around him. He was happier than ever. And then... he just took me home.