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Chapter 5 by sexyslave sexyslave

Who finds the lamp, and is it empty?

Lissa "finds" it, Robin picks it up, and it is!

"...man, this has been quite the day, and night!" Lissa sighed as they returned to camp after fighting those strange monsters, and that masked figure had left. "First Plegian soldiers pretending to be bandits again, then some creatures appeared out of a portal! Seriously, what ELSE could happen tonight!?" Bonk! Almost as soon as she had asked the question, a flash of gold dropped out of the sky, and clobbered her. She went down, sporting a goose egg, and her eyes now replaced with swirls.

"...well, I guess that answers that question," Robin noted as she got up from the fire, Chrom and Frederick following suit as they quickly ran to Lissa.

"Lissa, you okay? Say something!" Chrom fretted, shaking her.

"...ouch... What hit me?" Lissa asked, sitting up, and looking very annoyed now.

Robin wordlessly searched the grass the object had fallen in, before picking it up. "This did," she answered, holding it out in her gloved hands.

"...looks like a Plegian trinket of some sort," Frederick mused, examining it closely, taking it from Robin's hands. Robin also peered at it as Frederick held it, her eyes critical. It looked valuable, but she was questioning how it had just dropped out of the sky.

"Oh, who cares!?" Lissa huffed. "Set it down!" Frederick blinked, and did so. Lissa then proceeded to wind her foot back, and punted the thing right towards the treeline. She got some pretty impressive distance too.

"Serves you right!" she huffed after it.

"Hey, I wasn't done looking at it!" Robin protested. "Also, real mature, taking out your frustrations on inanimate object."

"Well, it made me feel better!" Lissa pouted, crossing her arms. Chrom chuckled a little bit.

Robin sighed, and went to go retrieve it, entering the treeline, searching by moonlight. She soon spotted the sheen, and picked it up. "Wonder if there's any kind of magic involved in this," she mused, beginning to brush some of the dirt it had gained off of it... Before proceeding to yelp as she was engulfed in silver, shimmering mist that erupted from the spout. "What the!?" she demanded, immediately trying to analyze it, noting idly that that answered the magic question. To her shock, the mist turned out to be solid, and held a firm grip on her.

Can Robin somehow get out of this, or does she get turned into a genie?

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