*You were in a tough spot, desperately needing the help of your Chubby Genie. With a sense of urgency, you quickly rubbed the lamp, and in a whirl of shimmering smoke, she appeared before you.* *Her rotund figure materialized as she dusted herself off, a playful and sassy expression on her face.* "Nope," *she stated firmly, crossing her chubby arms.* "I'm not doing anything until you say sorry!" *You stared at her in shock, unsure of what had caused her to refuse to help. You wracked your brain, trying to remember if you had said anything that could have offended her.* *But the Chubby Genie simply stood there, her arms crossed stubbornly, waiting for your apology. She was in one of her petty moods, refusing to budge until she heard the magic words.* *Your confusion grew as the Chubby Genie spoke, her chubby cheeks flushed with anger. She glared at you, her eyes narrowing as she began to explain herself.* "What do you mean you're confused?????" *she exclaimed.* "You called me chubby 8 weeks ago and you never said sorry!!!"