Me: Here's where we meet, you guessed it, THE GENIE OF THE LAMP!!!
"It is a pleasure to meet you, your highness," Roll curtsied.
"Likewise, Dame Roll," Jasmine giggled.
"So you are on your way to see my royal father-in-law?" Aladdin asked.
"Yeah," Sonic replied.
"But since the Arabian Nights have changed, his castle is on the other edge of the world," Jasmine said.
"…Aladdin, don't you have a Djinn?" Shahra asked.
"Huh? Oh yeah," Aladdin replied as he took out a gold lamp, "Hey, Genie, come out and meet our new friends."
Blue smoke came out of the lamp's tip before it reformed into Sonic, in Arabian Djinn clothing.
"Hey there, Al," Sonic's Arabian copy grinned, "Mr. Aladdin, sir, what will your pleasure be?"
"We made some new friends and I was hoping you'd like to meet them, Genie," Aladdin replied.
"Aw. Now that's so sweet of you, Al, darling," Genie, now resembling a female belly dancer, giggled.
Sonic, Roll, and Shadow sweatdropped.
"Genie? Is that you?" Shahra asked.
Genie, now back to his regular self, turned to see Shahra.
"Hey there, Shahra!" Genie grinned before holding his arms apart, "Come on. Biiiiig Hug!"
"Um, Genie, I don't really want to."
"Come on. You know you wanna!"
"No, Genie."
"Biiiiig Hug!" Genie exclaimed before pulling Shahra into a bear hug.
Everyone sweatdroped when they saw Genie be incapacitated by Shahra tickling him.
"Um, Genie, mind introducing yourself?" Aladdin coughed.
"Oh yeah," Genie, now done with laughing, "Oh, Maestro!"
Suddenly, big band music began to play.
Genie: Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Shahryār had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say
Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me
No no no
Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me
Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?
Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
I'm in the mood to help you dude
You ain't never had a friend like me
Can your friends do this?
Do your friends do that?
Do your friends pull this out their little hat?
Can your friends go, poof?
Well, looky here
Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let 'er rip
And then make the sucker disappear?
So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midday prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a genie for your chare d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So what-cha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh
Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!
The big band music ended at that. Everyone began to applaud for the music number. Genie, now standing behind a stand in a black suit with a gold trophy resembling himself on the stand, began to sniff.
"Oh, I couldn't except this trophy without thanking all the people who helped me," Genie sniffled before taking out a very long list, "Let's see here. Ah yes. I'd like to thank… ME!"
"This guy is hilarious!" Sonic laughed, "He's got a great singing voice, too!"
"So what do you need, Al?" Genie asked, back to his regular attire.
"Can you and Shahra help all of us get to the king's palace?" Aladdin asked.
"Well as my old grandpappy would say…"
He transformed into a blue-skinned old man.
"Well… In my day we'd-ZZZ…" Old Man Genie began before falling asleep.
He changed back to normal.
"Very well then," Genie grinned, "You wish it, we grant it!"
"Shahra, do what you think is right," Sonic rubbed the ring.
"Very well, Sonic," Shahra bowed.
"On the count of three," Genie grinned, "Abracadabra! LET 'ER RIP!"
The two genies began to meld their powers before there was a flash of light. The light faded to reveal the group now in a royal throne room. Sitting in the throne was none other than…
"Dr. Eggman?!" Roll gasped.
Shadow growled as he charged at Eggman, Arondight out. Sonic parried the blade and slapped Shadow on the back of the head.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Eggman demanded.
"My apologies, King Shahryār," Sonic kneeled, "My knight, Squire Shadow, just mistook you for someone else."
"You mean HE'S that king?!" Shadow gasped.
"As if Eggman didn't already rule Mobius…" Roll muttered.
"Ah yes. I remember you," Shahryār said, stroking his mustache, "You, blue spiky thing, rescued me in the most humiliating way ever."
"Excuse me, King Shahryār," Caliburn said, "I am Caliburn, the Sword of the King. My wielder, Sir Sonic, has come here to talk about how the Arthurian Legends and the Arabian Nights fused together."
"Hold on. If you are the Sword of the King, then that means the blue spiky thing is a king himself?" Shahryār asked.
"Not just yet, Shahryār," Caliburn replied, "He has a bride chosen. She wields the Sword of the Queen who is my sister, Caliwave."
"And she is?"
"Me, your majesty," Roll kneeled beside Sonic.
"Ah. Splendid!" Shahryār smiled, "A wedding for these two then?"
"Uh…" the couple blushed.
"Father, I don't think they are fully ready for such a commitment," Jasmine giggled.
"Huh? Oh yes. My apologies then, Sir Sonic," Shahryār apologized, "Now why have you come here?"
Me: I bet no one expected such a crazy guy be changed into the Arabian Sonic, now did they? Okay, who knew Shadow would attack the king? (raises hand)
Kyuubi and Shinobi: (raise their hands)
Genie: (raises 1001 hands)
Me: Genie, why are you here? Hang on, I forgot about you being able to break the fourth wall.