(A/N): Hey guys! Got a new chapter for you! Hope you enjoy it. I just want to make a small coment on flaming…WHY DO IT? It's fine if you don't like my story (however, if you don't like it…why are you still reading it?). I really don't care, but why take time out of your life to TELL me you don't like my story? Now, if you have something constructive to say to help my story and writing skills improve, then by all means tell me! But please…no flames. They will be ignored and if you write them I will think you are an ignorant person with too much time on your hands. Anyway, with that tirade finished, I hope you enjoy the next chapter! Oh, and for those who celebrate it, Happy Valentine's day!

(E/N): Before we get started with the customary replies to all the reviews, I too would like to make a short note about flames. Please refrain from flaming. If the only thing you have to say about this story is bad and not helpful to the story's progress at all, keep it to yourself. Flaming a person's story shows two things: one, the flamer has way too much time on their hands and seriously needs to get a hobby; and two, flaming shows just how immature a person can really be. If you don't like the story, here's a solution: DON'T READ IT! Please do not waste mine or MidnightGypsie's time by telling us how much you hate the story. Since it is MidnightGypsie who replies to the reviews with each new chapter, I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has reviewed kindly to the story and to also wish everyone who celebrates it, a Happy Valentine's Day. Faithfully Yours, IrishBeerIsGood

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I sat on Abu…

Do you have any idea how weird that sentence sounds in my ears!?!

Anyways, I sat on Abu watching amusedly as Lisa and Aladdin argued. Lisa was currently trying to teach Aladdin how to surf Carpet.

"No, Aladdin! Legs farther apart!...No! Like this!"

I laughed out loud as she physically put his feet where they needed to be.

They both glared at me and I quickly turned my laugh into a cough. When they went back to what they were doing, I leant over the side of our basket and looked at the ground…

Big mistake.

I winced and sat back up quickly, shaking my head.

"That was stupid." I said to myself.

"Only a little."

I jumped slightly and turned to see Genie sitting next to me. I smiled and relaxed slightly when I saw who it was. Suddenly, we heard Aladdin let out a yelp.

"Ow! Lisa, what was that for!"

"You're standing on his head!"

"He's a CARPET! He doesn't have a head-OW!"

Genie was watching them, slightly dumbstruck with a snicker slipping out of his lips. I just rolled my eyes.

"Are they always like this?" he asked.

I pretended like I was thinking for a moment.

"Yes."

He laughed at my small joke and I joined in. After a few seconds, the laughter died into an awkward silence.

I nervously pushed a little piece of hair behind my ears.

"Um…was there something you wanted?"

He looked back at me and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"I..uh…I was just wondering…um…what happened to your parents?"

I closed my eyes and heaved a deep breath.

I should've known this was coming.

"It's a long story." I said.

"We have some time."

I looked into his eyes and saw genuine concern and curiosity. It touched me. I decided it would be okay if I gave him the 'Aladdin Safe' version.

"Well, I was coming home from school one day and I saw that our door was off the hinges. I went inside to check it out and found my parents on the floor dead. I screamed and the murders found me. I passed out and they tortured me. When I finally woke up, my parents were dead and I was alone. I wondered around for a bit and finally met Lisa. We teamed up and she basically became my family. Then we met Aladdin and...well, you know the rest."

Genie took in all that I had said for a bit. He looked at me again.

"Is that how…that happened?"

He started to touch my face but pulled back at the last minute. I knew exactly what he meant. I touched my eye gingerly, feeling the scar that remained.

"Yes. This is one of the many things those men did to me."

I shivered involuntarily.

Genie put a hand lightly on my shoulder. I looked up at him and he looked so…awkward and unsure of himself. He was shifting in his seat and looked so lost. This was unusual. He was...self-consious.

It was cute.

I put my hand on his and smiled at him.

"Thanks for being concerned." I said, blushing at my own boldness.

"Hehehe…no problem." Genie replied, laughing nervously.

After a few more moments he jumped up.

"Well gotta go! It's almost show time!"

And just like, that he was gone.

Lisa came back and sat next to me.

"Well, I think Aladdin's finally got it. Anything interesting happen back here?"

"No…not really."

"Uh-huh. Whatever."

Lisa obviously didn't believe me. I didn't care. I was too confused to care. I started having an argument with myself.

Does he like me like that? Or was he just trying to be nice? Lisa DID say he looked back at you while you slept on his shoulder.

Well, Lisa has a tendency to stretch the truth every now and again...

Not about you. And what was with him circling you all those times when he was fitting you for an outfit?

Maybe I'm just hard to place in a costume.

Bull!

Look, there's no way he could feel that way about me!

Why not?

Well…

"Agrabah's coming up! Everyone to places! One minute til' show!" said Genie, appearing as a stage manager.

"Thanks Genie." Aladdin said.

Genie gave a salute and puffed back down into the front of the line of 'servants' to lead the parade.

"Ready, girls?" asked Aladdin.

"Yep!" I said, suddenly excited and ready for another song.

"As I'll ever be." Lisa replied.

I think she was still sore about not being able to ride Carpet. As we made our way through the large gate, the drums and music started. Harem girls appeard at our sides and put peacock feathers in front of us.

"Oh brother." I heard Lisa mumble.

I just rolled my eyes…again.

Then they all started singing.

Make way for Prince Ali!

Say hey! It's Prince Ali!

I couldn't see anything! I was not happy about this. I wanted to see the show!

Hey! Clear the way in the old Bazaar

Hey you!

Let us through!

It's a bright new star!

Oh, come be the first on your block to meet his eye!

Make way!

Here he comes!

Ring bells! Bang the drum!

Are you gonna love this guy!

That's when the feathers fell back and everyone saw us. I tried my best to look regal without looking like a cheese ball. Lisa was fighting a losing battle not to laugh at Aladd—excuse me, Ali.

Prince Ali!

Fabulous he! Ali Ababwa!

Genuflect, show some respect

Down on one knee!

Genie made the guards bow to us…I liked that.

Now, try your best to stay calm

Brush up your Sunday salaam

Then come and meet his spectacular coterie!

Suddenly there were loads of men all around Ali, who was standing on Abu's trunk. Lisa and I just shook our heads at them.

Prince Ali!

Mighty is he! Ali Ababwa!

Strong as ten regular men, definitely!

All the men fell on Ali. Then, he lifted them up (with a little Genie magic) into a really neat design.

Now, Genie flitted through the crowed, dressed as different people.

(As an old man) He faced the galloping hordes

(As a kid) A hundred bad guys with swords

(As a random man) Who sent those goons to their lords?

Why, Prince Ali!

Then, the whole crowd joined in, with Genie saying a few random things.

He's got seventy-five golden camels

(As a TV announcer) Don't they look lovely, June?

Purple peacocks, he's got fifty-three

(As a female announcer)Fabulous, Harry. I love the feathers

When it comes to exotic-type mammals

(As a cheetah) Has he got a zoo?

(As a goat) I'm telling you

It's a world class menagerie

Then Genie poofed up into a balcony and I almost fell off Abu's back. He was in the form of a large Harem woman. Lisa leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"And you LIKE that guy!"

I blushed bright red and ignored her as Genie started singing again. While he sang the tune, some other Harem girls joined into his song.

Prince Ali! Handsome is he, Ali Ababwa!

(There's no question this Ali's alluring, never ordinary, never boring)

That physique! How can I speak?

Weak at the knee

(Everything about the man just plain impresses)

Well, get on out in that square

(He's a winner, he's a whiz, a wonder)

Adjust your veil and prepare

(He's about to pull my heart asunder! And I absolutely love the way he dresses!)

To gawk and grovel and stare at Prince Ali!

I about threw up as Aladdin blew them a kiss and they fainted. Genie caught them before they fell of the balcony.

"A true gentlemen…" Lisa commented, trying to be romatic.

I raised a brow at her.

"Trying to play matchmaker?"

She shrugged.

"Not like I need to."

I then focused on the song.

He's got ninety-five white Persian monkeys

(He's go the monkeys, let's see the monkeys)

And to view them he charges no fee

(He's generous, so generous)

He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies

Proud to work for him

They bow to his whim, love serving him

They're just lousy with loyalty to Ali! Prince Ali!

That's when we reached the palace. The door was closed. But did that stop us?...

Nope.

The servants (with Genie's help, I'm sure) opened the doors and we came in.

Prince Ali!

Amorous he! Ali Ababwa!

Genie slid down Abu's trunk to talk to Sultan.

Heard your princess was a sight lovely to see!

And that, good people, is why, he got dolled up and dropped by

The climax of the song started and I decided to sing with them.

With sixty elephants, llamas galore

With his bears and lions

A brass band and more

With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers

His birds that warble on key

Make way for Prince Ali!

At the last moment, Aladdin jumped up on Carpet and surfed him down and bowed in front of the Sultan. Lisa punched up in the air and did a mini victory dance. I laughed quietly at my friend before grabbing her arm and bringing her to Abu's truck.

I took in a deep breath. It was the only way to get down, despite my fear of it.

Suddenly, I felt a shove on my back and went sliging down Abu's trunk. I landed on my feet and only stumbled a bit, before I turned and looked back up at Abu.

Lisa did a ninja flip and landed perfectly in a squatted position besided me.

I glared at her.

"Show off."

She smiled innocently and pulled me along to Aladdin.

By this time the Sultan had almost finished clapping.

"Splendid, absolutely marvelous!"

Aladdin cleared his throat and jumped off Carpet, giving off the 'hero vibe'.

"Your majesty, I have journeyed from afar to seek your daughter's hand."

Lisa and I looked at each other and made the 'gag' face.

"Prince Ali Ababwa! Of course. I'm delighted to meet you."

He got off his throne and rushed over to shake Alad- - excuse me, ALI's hand. Then he motioned to a dark figure behind him.

"This is my royal vizier, Jafar. He's delighted too."

"Ecstatic."

I swear Lisa almost peed on herself from trying to contain her laughter.

Her favorite line.

"Yes…well, these are my sisters: Sarah and Lisa."

Aladdin motioned to each of us repectively.

"They don't look like you." Jafar pointed out.

"Different mothers." Lisa stated, nonchalantly.

"Regardless, Prince Abooboo--," started Jafar,

"Ababwa!" corrected Aladdin and I at the same time.

"Whatever," contined Jafar, unfazed. "You cannot just parade in here uninvited and expect to—"

Jafar was once again interrupted, this time by the Sultan.

"By Allah, this is quite a remarkable device. I don't suppose I might...hm?" Sultan aked, motioning that he wanted a ride.

"Why certainly, your majesty. Allow me." said Aladdin, helping him on Carpet.

Right as Sultan was about to take off, Jafar put his staff on Carpet, stopping the Sultan's liftoff.

"Sire, I must advise against this."

Sultan started kicking the staff away.

"Oh, button up, Jafar. Learn to have a little fun."

With that, Carpet took off, flying around the room

Jafar started to continue his conversation with us.

"Just where did you say you were from?"

"Oh, much farther than you've traveled, I'm sure." Aladdin said, trying to be charming.

"Try me." he replied dryly.

Just then, Sultan flew over our heads, chasing Iago and screaming something that sounded like:

"Look out, Polly!"

After a few more death-defying stunts, we heard:

"Out of the way, I'm coming in to land. Jafar, watch this!"

"Spectacular, your highness." Jafar said.

I detected a little sarcasim in that statement.

"Ooh, lovely. Yes, I do seem to have a knack for it." Sultan commented as he stood up.

Carpet walked away dizzily, and collapsed. Abu caught him and Lisa walked over to make sure he was okay.

"This is a very impressive youth. And a prince as well." Sultan continued.

He then whispered something that we couldn't make out to Jafar. He replied and they continued this short whispered dialogue for a while.

After a bit, we finally heard:

"Jasmine will like this one!"

Ever the charmer, Aladdin responded.

"And I'm pretty sure I'll like Princess Jasmine!"

Lisa and I both roled our eyes.

"Your highness, no. I must intercede on Jasmine's behalf. This boy is no different than the others. What makes him think he is worthy of the princess?" Jafar asked, getting angrier by the minute.

"Your majesty, I am Prince Ali Ababwa! Just let her meet me."

My jaw dropped.

Talk about egotistical!

"I will win your daughter!"

"How dare you!"

We all turned to see Jasmine fuming in the entry way.

"All of you, standing around deciding my future? I am not a prize to be won!"

She stormed out of the room and all the men looked down, ashamed.

"I'm gonna stick with the female focus here." I stated.

"Uh-huh." Lisa agreed.

"Oh, dear. Don't worry, Prince Ali. Just give Jasmine time to cool down." Sultan said as he lead Ali away.

He motioned for us to follow.

"It would be my pleasure to give you a tour of the palace, if you so desire."

"Oh, yes please, your highness." Aladdin answered, although we could tell his mind was elsewhere.

"Well…just gotta wait for nightfall." I thought to myself.

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