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Jokes on you, they're meant to bend!

Anyway. Granted, but now you've fused with your bed. You can't leave it, ever.

I wish I would proofread sometimes

Granted but you become obsessed with proofreading to where it takes over your entire life.

I wish that I could talk to animals.

Granted, but the animals don't talk back... Sad. (Sorry.)

I wish I had the ability to conjure anything from existence whenever and wherever.

Granted! But everytime you conjure something, you lose a piece of your sanity. Eventually you will go completely insane.

I wish that I could sing like an angel!

Granted! You can now sing just like an angel! And, since angels don't exist, that means neither does your singing voice!
I wish I had some apple juice right now.

"GRANTED!"

*whoosh! Cue apple based magic*

"You get yourself a mouthful of applejuice....But it's in one of those cheap paper cones like those in offices that when you try to drink it, the bottom tears and spills all over you! Hahaha!"

"I wish...I wish...no one can find the edge of the tape roll until exactly the 17th try!"

Granted, but every time it affects someone negatively, it adds 17 accumulating attempts to your attempt to find the edge of the tape roll.

I wish anyone who was ever a bully had the tables turned on them for one week, simply so they can understand what it’s like.

"Wish granted. Now every bully ever will have tables turn on them for a week. Not sure what tables turning will accomplish, but it's your wish. Who am I to judge?"

Willow smirked, knowing full well what the woman actually meant.

"I for the world to stop spinning for .000003 seconds, just to watch chaos unfold."

"Granted! But you lose all your senses for those .000003 seconds so you can't watch anything

I wish to age like a normal person for the next 80 years"

“Granted, you will be 80 for the next 80 years, no? Or is this wrong? Noo, it’s your wish….” Max smirks as it’s a strange wish. “Yet I have to admit, some 80 years old look pretty young for their age. ”

“I have a wish, can anyone just bring me a real nice bottle of whiskey, you know, that one brew that aged for over 20 years in an oak barrel”, he licks his lips only thinking about it

"Granted. But before the whiskey was set into the barrel to age, that particular barrel was used to hold manure and rotting compost. Maybe even....a body. Unfortunately for you, when they found the barrel to use, they didn't wash it out very well. I hope you enjoy that." The vampire Queen slowly smiled, her fangs on display as she skipped away, laughing. But she paused for a moment, and thought.

“I wish to become the story they warn their children about before they walk through the dark.”

"Granted! You turn into a 'Turn On Your Headlights' traffic warning sign! HAHAHA!"

"Now then! I wish for the moon to be made of Cheese!"

"Oh, that's granted. Sadly for you, because of that discovery, the Moon was mined away and sold off to be eaten or...whatever else it is people do with cheese. I heard there's a cheese bunker of some sorts in the Strategic Alliance Union. Weird, huh?"

"Oh, yeah...Uh...I guess I wish my dad survived that final duel instead of dying."

"Granted! Buuuutttuh!!! He was shot in the head and became a vegetable. Still alive, but brain dead. Sorry, chum!"

"I wish I had a bowl of chili... That sounds good right now."

"Granted, a deliciously hot bowl of Chili con Carne. They used two whole chili peppers called Pepper X, just for that one bowl. Enjoy"

Lizbeth watches as if, like in some silly cartoon, flames could escape Willows mouth...

"Aww, I wish I could just watch the stars, see the Milky Way every night. Maybe even collect some stardust." Lizbeth closes her eyes, imagining the celestial vault at night, lying in her simplest clothing underneath...

"Granted! You became a toy telescope!"

"Mhhh...I wish to change the mass of every Hydrogen atom to exactly 17 g/mol"

"Granted, but as you as Djin can survive and you made air toxic, unbreathable and highly explosive, well, there's nobody left to play your pranks on or to show off your pride. You're forever ALONE"

Berhame sighs deeply, how she wishes she could get rid of those annoying little voices in her head and lead a normal life.

"Wish granted! But, as it were, those pesky voices in your head were actually your conscience. You can lead a normal life, but it'll be one of no remorse or empathy. You're basically a narcissist, but ten times worse."

"I'll have the opposite of what she's having. I wish for ALL the voices in my head!"

"Ohhh!! A daring one eh!? Ok! Ok! Your wish is granted! You hear the entirety of the voices of the cosmos...but for some reason they all speak an incomprehensible dead language (French)"

Edit:

"Ohh dang I forgot to say the wish! Guess that makes my wish unruinable! Ha!"

"Ok ok I wish for a bazillion bouncy balls to rain from the sky!"