A/n: Here's another Meg fic that I decided to post for those that have enjoyed Freedom. And are waiting patiently for the next chapter, hopefully this will ease the burden.

-Chapter 1-

Meg Griffin found herself wandering through downtown Quahog, and per usual she was alone. You see for some reason almost everybody in the entire town hated her, and yes that included her family...well most of them anyway. People constantly mocked her verbally and more often than not physically mistreated her.

SPLAT!

Meg sighed as an egg exploded on her shirt covering it in gooey yoke, while the perpetrator laughing as he drove away. She didn't need to look to know who did it, the annoying laughter could only belong to her father Peter Griffin. Not surprisingly nobody around her lifted a finger in her defense, some were even laughing at her.

She ducked into the nearest store to wipe off the yoke in the bathroom, which Meg hoped she would be able use. "Welcome to my store" said an old man who seemed to appear out of nowhere startling Meg, which had the old man quickly apologizing for scaring her. Meg looked around the store and noticed it was one that sold antiques, ranging from old rugs to dusty looking lamps.

"See something you like?" asked the old man with a glint in his eye, as he watched her wander around the store ignoring or perhaps forgetting the egg on her shirt. Sure enough Meg had noticed a lamp that reminded her of Aladdin, "Ah you wish to buy this lamp?" he asked expectantly. Meg nodded absently before she quickly remembered something important, she didn't have any money.

Peter had taken the money in her dresser to buy an Fish-To-English translator, in the hopes of convincing fish that he was Neptune. "Is there a way I can purchase this lamp without money?" asked Meg nervously, for a strange reason she really wanted to have this lamp. To her surprise the old man simply placed the lamp in her hands, and pushed her out the door quickly.

Meg stumbled but thankfully managed to keep her balance, "Hey what was that...about?" asked Meg turning around to yell at the old man. But he was gone and so was the entire store, and in it's place was an empty lot that looked like it hadn't been used in years.

Looking around she saw that nobody seemed surprised that the store had disappeared, Meg looked at the lamp in her hands for a moment. Deciding to put this strange occurrence behind her, Meg decided to head home and hopefully get some dinner. A couple of times Peter and Chris had eaten her share, and Lois just let them as she seem to forget that Meg had existed at times.

Thankfully this time she had been able to eat her dinner in relative peace, save for when Peter had thrown his mashed potatoes at her. Once she reached the sanctuary of her room Meg retrieved the lamp she had gotten earlier, and inspected it. She had no idea what compelled her to acquired it, but decided that rubbing it couldn't do any harm.

Suddenly there was a flash of light that forced her to close her eyes, lest she go blind. When Meg opened her eyes she was greeted by the sight of a stranger in her room, he was dressed in baggy pants and a short silver vest. The stranger had chocolate brown hair that was barely above a buzz cut, and he was looking at her with brown eyes.

"W-who are you?!" asked Meg backing away from him, she didn't get very far as she had been sitting on her bed when she rubbed that lamp. The stranger smiled at her and gave Meg a respectful bow with one of his arms behind his back, "My name is Asimi(1) I'm here to grant your wishes

A/n: Well? I know it's not very long but hopefully you all enjoyed it. Also please check out my YouTube Channel(Link is on my profile).

1. Asimi means Silver in Greek(google translate)