Me: Here's where we get to see CODE RED!!!
"…That does explain how the Arabian Nights have doubled in size," Shahryār said, Genie behind him, dressed up looking exactly like him and mimicking him.
Roll and Caliwave giggled. Shahryār looked behind him to see Genie had dropped the act and was playing Poker with Jasmine's tiger, Rajah, and Aladdin's monkey, Abu. Rajah showed a Royal Flush.
"Hey! You little cheater!" Genie accused, "You had a card up your paw!"
Abu screeched at the tiger. Rajah responded by growling at both of them.
"Okay! We didn't see nothing!" Genie yelped as he hid behind Abu, "Just eat the monkey and we'll call it even."
Abu screeched at Genie.
"King Shahryār, we beseech thee to aid us in trying to separate our worlds," Dame Percival begged on kneeled knee, having been told of the situation by her king and her soon-to-be-queen.
"I'm not sure what I can do," Shahryār replied, "But I'll do everything I can. Wait! I have an idea! Iago!"
A red parrot landed on Shahryār's shoulder.
"You rang?" the parrot asked.
"Yes. Accompany these brave knight and their King and his bride," Shahryār ordered, "Also, learn more about their culture. I wish to see how our two kingdoms differ."
"What?!" Iago gasped before looking at the knights, "Uh… you sure you don't want Aladdin to go? I mean, he's got the build for a knight."
Almost instantly, Genie was in a tailor's outfit, taking Aladdin's measurements. He snapped his fingers and Aladdin was now in a mix of Arabian clothing and Arthurian knight armor.
"All that's left is the sword," Genie stated, "And one sword COMIN' RIGHT UP!!!"
His hands sparked before he raised them into the air. A brilliant sword in Genie's colors and shaped like an Arabian blade appeared in them.
"This is a Djinn's sword," Genie explained before changing into a five-year-old, "I made it in art class."
"Genie…" Aladdin sighed.
"Kiddin', Al," Genie said, back to normal, "Anyways, this sword can grant three wishes. But three rules as usual. This time, no wishing to make someone fall in love with someone else, no wishing death on someone, and no wishing for the separation of the worlds."
"You mean you could do that?"
"Yep. But I'm free and I like adventures, so tough cookies!"
Suddenly, the Black Queen's henchmen appeared.
"AHH!" Genie screamed as he pulled out a walkie-talkie, "All units, we have a Code Red!"
Suddenly, the room was filled with Genies in SWAT uniforms, all repeating 'Code Red!' Outside, Genies dressed up as Scotsmen blowing bagpipes and wild west cavalry riding horses ran in. Aladdin sighed as the entire place began to become sealed off by heavy-duty titanium steel doors. Above the palace, Genies dropped down from a WWII carrier plane in WWII American soldier uniforms along with a Genie dressed up as Pocahontas.
"Do not attempt to move, or we'll be shooting ourselves," the original threatened through a bullhorn.
"Whoa…" Sonic gaped.
"He is a powerful sorcerer," Sir Lamorak stated, "Maybe even more powerful than Merlin himself."
The henchmen dropped their weapons and raised their hands up in surrender. They vanished in a poof of purple smoke. All the Genies vanished.
"…Maybe we should stay with father, Aladdin," Jasmine said, "We could ask Genie and Iago to go."
"Yeah. After all, you dad did say that Iago had to go," Aladdin agreed, "You don't mind going, right Genie?"
"Not at all," Genie replied, clipping his toenails.
"Stop that."
"Okay," Genie replied, now in knight's armor, "What are your orders, Kingy?"
"Good luck!" the royal family, Rajah, Abu, and Carpet all waved.
"See ya, Aladdin, Jasmine, Rajah, Abu, Carpet, Shahryār!" Sonic waved.
"Bye Al!" Genie, crying literal rivers, waved before blowing his nose, "I hate long goodbyes!"
Me: I knew the Code Red would be a hilarious idea!
Genie: Hey. Give credit to the guy who did it.
Me: Sorry about that, Genie. And here's your reward: You get to tell Anna that I accept her banking account plan.
Genie: Okay! (now in a business suit with no pants, revealing his flower-print boxers, flew off)
Me: You left your pants!
Genie: (appears beside me) Okay. This was not my fault. This was not up to code! (holds up the destroyed pants)