Sorry I'm so late on doing another chapter. Life and a massive amount of writer's block got in the way. This is going to be a deliberately shorter chapter just to get me back into the groove, so excuse the briefness of it. Want to get to bringing the Genie in ASAP (and yes, it's the Robin Williams Genie, of course). Enough time has been wasted. Also, after next chapter where Genie's intro is front and center, I'll be phasing out the musical elements. It's really damn difficult to replace lyrics to fit the situation, so "Friend Like Me" and the brief "One Jump Ahead" reprise will remain intact lyrically. Hope you guys understand and let me know in the reviews what ideas you have for wishes you'd like the girls to make (Remember: Genie will be set free at the end like in the main Aladdin story, so you need to have one of the girls have a wish leftover for that)! Thanks and enjoy!

Two days had passed since the girls had returned from their mission from Agrabah. Jerry was surprised to see them flying in on a magic carpet. This was a man who though he had seen every weird thing imaginable as head of W.H.O.O.P., but this took the cake! After debriefing the girls and congratulating them on another job well done, he let them keep the carpet and lamp at Clover's near-comical begging.

Life back at Mali-U was otherwise normal. Mandy was being her usual bitchy self. She and Clover were in yet another argument over trying to woo another cute boy, this time a foreign exchange student who happened to be prince of a former third-world country turned newly-revealed superpower in Africa called Wakanda. Mandy, in her snobby, human dog whistle of a voice, commented how a "street-rat" like Clover wouldn't be worthy of a prince's attention and that she'd be nothing but "riffraff" to him (despite Clover herself being from a wealthy family). It took all of Sam and Alex's strength to keep Clover from outright strangling Mandy in a fit of rage.

The morning after the confrontation, Clover found herself sitting at the kitchen table of their dorm room in a distant mood. For once, Mandy's words had really gotten to her for once and that rarely ever happened. The only other known time someone's comments had affected her she became so depressed she stoped caring about her looks and she spent an entire mission in an unkempt and disheveled appearance. Here, she was only reduced to quietly singing to herself absentmindedly as she starred down at the table while waiting for breakfast.

Clover:

"Riffraff, street rat"

I don't buy that

If only they'd look closer

Would they see a poor girl? No, sirree

They'd find out There's so much more to me

"Clover, are you singing to yourself?" ask Sam, as she was cooking pancakes. Alex and the carpet were over on the couch playing video games. The old oil lamp that had caused so much of a fuss back in Agrabah was sitting on the kitchen table as a centerpiece.

"Wha-?" Clover finally snapped out of her funk. "Sorry, I was watching a musical last night to cheer me up. Why does love come so easily to girls in those movies?"

"Because those are meant to be works of fantasy," Sam replied. "You know I've had just as much difficulty with boys as you."

"Yeah, but it's always, like, the perfect pairing!" Clover whined. "Surely T'Challa wouldn't mind at least going out on a date with me!" Clover turned to the magic carpet. "Carpet, do you think I have a chance with a prince like him?" The carpet looked back and just gave an errant shrug, too busy focusing on the video game to mime a proper response. "Oh, you're no help!" Clover pouted.

"Hey, be nice to Carpy!" Alex said. "He's been stuck in that spooky cave for who knows how long? Cut him some slack!" The carpet nodded and exchange a high-five with Alex.

"Leave it to you to give that thing a nickname, Alex", Sam chuckled. "And speaking of things from Agrabah, Clover, aren't you going to wipe down that lamp? It was sitting in a cave, for Pete's sake!"

"Alright, fine," Clover grumbled, getting up to fetch a dust cloth and some Pledge. "By the way, Sam," Alex inquired. "Why was that Jafar guy so eager to get his hands on that dusty old lamp anyway? There doesn't seem to be anything special about it."

But Sam wouldn't get the chance to answer. For the truth was about to be revealed.

Clover had sprayed the lamp and was just rubbing it down with the dust cloth back and forth, when the lamp began to hop around violently and muffled laughter was heard from inside it...almost as if who or whatever was in there was ticklish.

"WOAH!" Clover jolted backwards. "Is this, like, one of those Arabian Jumping Lamps?

"Sammy, what's happening?!" a panicked Alex cried out, as the carpet ducked for cover.

Sam, having just turned off the stove, could only stare in amazement and disbelief as she started to piece together the lamp's true nature. "It can't be..."she said softly. "But...but those are just a legend! And yet it makes so much sense! GOD, I'M SO STUPID!"

*CLANG* The lamp reached the edge of the table and clattered to the floor. All was still for a moment...

*FWOOOOOSH!* A massive wisp of blue smoke began billowing out of the tip of the lamp and up into the air like a massive cloud. The girls could only stand and watch as the cloud began to dissipate as a massive blue figure began to spin and take form. It had a slight ponytail, blue skin, a slight beard with a pointy goatee, two golden bands around its hands, a red cloth wrapped around its waste and a wispy blue tail trailing below it. It, or rather "he", looked like he was stretching.

"YAAAAAAAAARRRRGGH! OY!" the figure exclaimed as he finished stretching "Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck!"

"A GENIE?!" all 3 girls exclaimed.

"That's the name, don't wear it out!" Genie said, "Hang on one, second!" he said, comically stretching his arm out to interrupt whatever thoughts the girls had, then turned his head around like a twisty top. "WOOAAAAHWOAH does it feel good to be outta there!"

After a moment of silence, the only sound from the stunned girls was a shocked laugh from Alex, as she comically fainted and fell backwards.

"Ooof, tough crowd. Not what I expected." Genie said, sheepishly tugging at his neck. He conjured up a notepad and began writing for a moment, briefly turning into a form resembling Albert Einstein. "New theory: women easily startled by the sudden, unexpected appearance of a genie."

Main intro is next chapter! Looking forward to your comments! Good to be back!