The Robin Cries
Time: The Future
Type: Communist Robot Dystopia
Lewis breathed deeply, then he did it again, faster and faster. Panic overtook him. His body was shaking now, calm illusive.
"Clang" Lewis dropped the screwdriver he was holding. He couldn't fix the time machine. If he couldn't fix the time machine he'd be stuck in a world of nightmares. Tears clouded Lewis's vision, calm hopeless.
The mind-controlled hat people were still hitting the front-view window of the time machine. Behind them was a industrial landscape filled with smoke, red light, and shadows. Lewis's breath had turned into sobs, which he knew would eat into his time to repair the machine if he didn't fix the machine, right now! Snot now clouded Lewis's nose, messing up his breathing, another thing to ignore.
Shattering glass gave the signal, the time machine's front window was broken. Lewis had run out of time. The hat people easily dragged Lewis out of the time machine. Doris's voice came from one of the hat people.
"You were never going to escape. The future is now," the hatted-person said. Silently, Lewis stared into the neon light of the robot hat. He was trapped, with no way out. The hatted people carried Lewis away from the time machine.
"None of that now, I have a deal for you kid," a voice came into his ear. Lewis moved his eyes, without moving his head. The hatted people marched with Lewis, as if they didn't hear the voice Lewis did. Lewis still had a hope of a chance to fix the time machine!
"Agree to become a citizen of Ababwa and I can take you away from here. Fair warning, I can't help you fix the time machine. I can't help you escape these golems by fighting them, or causing a distraction. I'm restricted in ways that are unfair and crazy. You have until you reach the hat chair to verbally say yes or no. That's about an hour." Then the voice went silent.
Lewis was left to think on his options. Surrounded by Doris's goons made trying to ask the voice questions a bad idea, he might get hatted sooner. Lewis couldn't take a third option right now. If he could get away from here though...
"Yes," Lewis spoke. Some of the hat people turned their faces to Lewis. Red lights on the hats shining bright.
"Yes, I agree to become a citizen of Ababwa. I need the whole thing," the voice said. The hat people once again did not react to the voice in anyway Lewis could see. Still carrying Lewis to an unknown destination.
"Yes, I agree to become a citizen of Ababwa," confirmed Lewis.
With the words spoken, Lewis immediately found himself on a balcony overlooking a stone city. The heat of the sun giving Lewis pain. Lewis had always been an indoors person. At least Doris isn't here.
Lewis smiled, he was free. He didn't know where he is, but he could now face the future with more time available. More importantly, someone teleported him here. That person should have the tech to build a time machine. Then Lewis can leave this future and fix it.
"So, a few things," the voice came from Lewis's right. The same voice that had given Lewis the deal. In a lounge chair lay a blue half-naked man, near the blue man was a wooden barrel of water, a table with cups of water to the blue man's left, and an empty lawn chair Lewis bumped into as Lewis turned to the right.
"I'm a genie with phenomenal cosmic power, but better called magic. I grant three wishes to each master. You being here is a result of a wish granted. And this is far in the past of a version of your world, around a thousand years. Give or subtract a few centuries," the genie's words flowed fast. Lewis heard words he was unfamiliar with, in a language he was familiar with, which took a few minutes to process what he was hearing.
"What? Could you send me home?" If this is the past, that would mean he time traveled again. Why didn't the genie send him home?
"Yeah, I cannot send you out of this time. I was able to pluck you from your time because a wish I stretched really far, with some limitations, was made. You had to agree to be a citizen of Ababwa, and because you are a citizen of Ababwa, I have no power to send you to your own time. The role of my powers with you in the wish, ended by bringing you to Ababwa. If you want to travel to other years you have to do it on your own, or become my master, make a wish, and to your time you go. This city is Ababwa, home of some really good doctors, war animals, many citizens that are willing to be citizens of Ababwa under Prince Ali, or Aladdin, a street child turned prince from a wish." The genie explained.
"What was the wish?" asked Lewis as he sat down on the empty lawn chair near the genie.
"I wish to be a prince. That's the wish. Normally, to fulfill this wish, a person would need to be born into the position, or put there by people. I went with the people's choice. More people can be helped with a prince in the right location."
Lewis is a terrible people person, he knew that. His struggle to notice other people is part of why the bad future he was saved from happened. Repeatedly making the mistake to ignore people was something he needed to fix. Which is why Lewis asked, "Who would make a wish like that?"
"Aladdin, the guy I'm trusting a lot on. Aladdin is human, like you. Unlike you, he is a thief with no other way to survive, until he became my master. If he wasn't human he wouldn't have wished to be a prince." The genie paused, then continued, "Aladdin made the wish to talk with a princess."
"All this, because a guy wanted a girl?!?" Lewis threw his arms to the side gesturing at the city, the trees, the sand, everything. How dumb, to be rescued from a horrible fate because you are not important, merely a part of the color scheme.
"You have freedom. If you don't want to be a citizen, you can leave the city and go elsewhere in the world. You won't be magically transported to the time you came from or magically forced somewhere unpleasant for backing out on the deal. No way to stop natural predators and dangers on the road, that responsibility is your own. If you stay, I can give you a house to live in and help you adjust to being a citizen of Ababwa," the genie's tone stayed at an even pace, no hostility, no irritation, more of a statement of fact retold thousands of times.
"Sounds like no choice," Lewis grumbled.
"There's always a choice. I could have chosen not to make you the deal at all." The genie pointed out.
"Why didn't you take the deal to the hatted people?" Lewis quetioned.
"Because you could take the deal, those hatted people had no will that is not the golem's will. I do not make deals with golems, their purpose is fulfilling to them. They have few desires outside their purpose."
Lewis took a cup of water on the table between himself and the genie. The genie left Lewis to his thoughts. After the cups of water had all been drunk, Lewis made a choice.
"Alright, I'll stay."
The genie cheerily spoke, "Great, I'll show you around. Introduce you to people. Welcome to Ababwa kid, what's your name?"
"Lewis."
"Hi Lewis, I'm Genie."
The future is now. Keep moving forward.
AN: Genie took "From across the ages, he took the desperate, the dying, the sick, and the poor, and gave them all the knowledge of their new lives, gave them a home, gave them so much." Given the setting of the villains being almost victorious, "Meet the Robinsons" does not end well unless that happy ending is achieved. And Genie's three rules, cannot kill people (people is a very vague term), cannot force someone to fall in love, and cannot bring back the dead. I choose to interpret those three rules as cannot kill members of the animal kingdom, cannot mind control, and can't do incredibly obvious necromancy. Lewis failing to fix the time machine due to stress, only to be saved by Genie, a possible time traveler. This scenario is something I could see Genie do, and I want to see someone call Genie out on selling a paradise to the desperate just so one guy could try and impress a girl. I doubt I got the character "voice" right.
Without proper infrastructure, Lewis isn't much help with his intellect, and he could always try to build a time machine to go into the future in the background, or never become a character Aladdin interacts with.
Edit: The language conflict possibility is something I imagine is smoothed over by magic. Being able to speak with the fellow citizens of Ababwa is something so obvious genie wouldn't voice it, and everyone would eventually realize that everyone in Ababwa speaks the same language, so long as they were picked up by Genie.