(A/N): Sorry this one has taken a bit longer to get out. It's almost Hell Week for my high school's production of Music Man. If any of you have ever been in theater before, you know what that means. For those of you who are not…let me give you an example. Saturday, I was a school for 3:30 pm to 11:30 pm! So, all that time plus typical school and family stuff, I'm not going to have much time to update. The musical is over on March 8th, so I promise a chapter that following week. Until then, I can't promise anything really. But, fear not! This story is NOT on hiatus or canceled. Enjoy the next chapter!

To Forestwater: I'm so happy to have moved up on your 'good fic' scale. Yeah; I know all about the whole 'parent' situation. I usually end up 'acting out' a chapter as I write it, and my whole family loves to tease me about it. And I'm really glad you like Sarah's personality and think of it as full. You'll see the end of the story when it comes and I promise you will not be disappointed. I'm also reeeaaaly sorry about not having my updates quite as quick as I used to. But, life (much like the show) must go on. So, don't kill yourself over this fic…please? If you do, I'll loose one great reviewer!

To Luiz4200: Here's the next chapter! Well, who knows what will come out of Lisa's mouth next?

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To MCI: Well, what can I say? I love the fluff. Here's the next chapter! Oh! And I looked over my outline for this story again. I was wrong. Per schedule, I actually have about seven chapters left after this one. Have a good read!

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To MisticDust: I'm glad you still like the story. Yeah, I'm not so good at randomness either…That's IrishBeerIsGood's job…hehehe…enjoy the next chapter!

To writer-reader girl: All in good time, my loyal reader. I promise there will be Sarah/Genie smooching. Enjoy the next chapter!

To Opaque Opal: Wow! Thanks for reviewing so much! Speaking to a fellow drama geek, I guess you know how incredibly stressed I am right now. I hope you still keep reading (despite my update-spasm-ness) and reviewing. I really like hearing from you. Enjoy the next chapter!

To Liana-Wolfe: Being grounded from the computer sucks. I'm really sorry and I can't wait to hear from you as soon as you get your computer rights back.

To LazyChestnut: Your review was not harsh at all. Rather, it made me feel proud of my writing. I admit it. I am a TOTAL Mary Sue. But, despite my Sue-ism, I would like to think that I do write good stories. Your review proved that to me and I thank you for it. I would LOVE to hear more from you.

…2 days and you hadn't finished the set?...Alright, you win. You were in deeper than me.

To bookgrl: AWWW! Thank you! Yes, it is very hard to find others who appreciate Genie's ultimate sexiness. Anyway, enjoy the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I own only Lisa, Sarah, and the plot.

I had found Lisa about 15 minutes ago. She was, as I correctly assumed, attacking an innocent tree with her ninja knives. I grabbed her and steered her into our complementary room.

That was about ten minutes ago.

For the last five minutes, neither of us had said a word.

I finally decided to break the silence.

"How could you do that? You could have changed something major!"

I was a little harsher than I meant to be. But, can you blame me? She had almost screwed up EVERYTHING.

"I know." Lisa answered stoicly.

That just got me more fired up.

"I thought we weren't supposed to make waves! That's what you said in the beginning."

"I know."

I was fuming, now.

"If Aladdin hadn't gone on that Carpet ride, the guards would've found him and KILLED him for sure!"

"I KNOW, OKAY!"

My pateince was running low at this point. I wanted a real answer and I wanted it NOW.

"THEN WHY DID YOU TRY AND CHANGE IT!?!"

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!"

Lisa dropped down onto the sofa that was in our room and buried her face in her hands. I was a little taken aback by this.

I hadn't seen her this upset since last anniversery of Sam's death.

Lisa continued talking.

"I just...got carried away. I keep forgetting that this is a movie and that weren't any real characters to begin with...I keep forgetting that this is pre-distinguished stuff..."

I looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"It's like...when you watch the movie, you think 'Wow! It would be awesome to be in there!', but now we're actually here and it sucks, because I always have to be censored and watch what I say. I can't truly be myself. I hate that. Plus, I have to sit here and watch my BROTHER make a fool of himself and it kills me that I have to let it happen."

I nodded in understanding.

"You know its not a picnic for me either, right? I mean…I love Aladdin just as much as you and I hate seeing him go through this shit too."

She lifted her head up and smiled lightly at me.

"But you have a stronger will than I do, Sarah. You have the strength to be able to remember that you have to keep your mouth shut, whereas I will spout off the first thing that comes to my mind."

I shook my head.

"Lisa, you're the strongest person I know. You went to rehab and gave all your addictions up cold turkey and haven't gone back since. I, on the other hand, needed YOU to keep me from smoking a pack a day."

She laughed slightly and nodded.

"True…I guess we're both pretty strong people…I mean, we've both been to hell and back and still manage to crack a smile."

"And we also need each other. I need you and you need me. The end. So, we've got to stay together. No more plot breaking without me?"

I sat down next to her and held out my hand.

She smiled widley at me and shook it.

"Deal."

We sat in silence a few more seconds, before I decided to ask what had been bugging me for a while now.

I looked at Lisa.

"...Do you want to go back?"

Her head perked up a bit. She looked down in thought and answered after a few seconds.

"If I were ever given that option? No. I feel more alive here than I ever did back at that horrible place we used to live. But it's sort of a double-edged sword for me."

She held out her hands in a weighing motion, like a set of scales.

"If I go back, I can have my art again. I can have a career and finally make something out of myself and make up for every bad thing I did, but I won't have a family with me since Aladdin can't come with us, and I know that you'll stay here given the choice to stay or go."

She took my hand in a motherly gesture and looked at me seriously.

"You guys are irreplaceable. Just like Sam can never come back to me as much as I hope and pray that I could see him again; I could not imagine my life without you guys. If I stay here, I'm with my family and if this does turn out to be like the movie, we can both have a comfortable life with Aladdin and Jasmine and everyone else."

She let go of my hands and stared off into space.

"But palace life isn't my thing. I can't just sit and have everyone wait on me hand and foot. I NEED to be doing something. I might learn some of that Arabian art I see everywhere, just to keep me occupied, but still, I'll get restless. I love being a street rat. The thrill of working a job, hoping you don't get caught. And nothing is better than the feeling of pulling off a job without a hitch…except maybe a full stomach, that's the one thing I don't like about being a street rat."

She looked back at me and smiled again.

"But as far as I'm concerned, this is our home now and THIS is our reality. And this is where I intend to stay."

I patted her on the back.

"Lisa, I promise you; Aladdin and I WILL keep you entertained. If there's one thing I know, being the Disney fanatic I am, is that there is never a boring day in Agrabah." I shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe one day you'll be the one fighting the bad guys."

Lisa snorted.

"That'll be the day!"

I shoved her lightly and stood up. I walked over and looked out our window, which just HAPPENED to look at Jasmine's balcony.

I was just in time to see our brother and the princess share a nice big smooch.

"Awwww!"

Lisa looked at me confused and came over to me. She looked over my shoulder and saw what I was seeing and made a face.

"Yuck!"

I looked at her surprised.

"What are you, three years old?!?"

"I'm sorry," she answered, "but that is NOT something I want to see my brother do. Plus, I much prefer to participate than to watch."

I shook my head slighlty

"You're crazy"

"I prefer the term 'insane', thank you very much. It's much more sophisticated than just plain 'crazy'"

I shook my head again as we both walked away from the window.

"So...when is that cozy couple on the balcony going to be you and Genie?" asked Lisa with an innocent smile.

I shot a look at my best friend as my cheeks (once again) heated up.

"What makes you think we're gonna be a couple?"

"Are you daft, woman? Genie has the hots for you. He can barely keep his eyes off of you."

I wrapped my arms around myself and let the giddy smile that had been threatening to come out since earlier in the garden shine through.

I looked at Lisa.

"You really think so?"

"Good God you really are daft. Have you ever known me to say something that I didn't think was true? You'd have to be blind in one eye, have a patch on the other and be higher than the writers of Monty Python not to see it" Lisa said with frustration.

I glared at her questioning of my intelligence.

"Well, excuse me for being doubtful. It's not like I have men falling for me everyday. I don't know the 'signs' of someone liking me!"

I paused for a moment and let my worst fear surface.

"And anyways...what if he doesn't REALLY like me?"

Lisa opened her mouth to comment but I beat her to the punch.

"What I mean is...what if the only reason he's showing me any attention is because I was the first semi-good looking girl in God knows how many years to show HIM any attention?"

"Well, I don't have men falling all over me either, but I might be able to tell you the 'signs', as you call it, of when someone likes you." Lisa replied.

She walked back over to the couch and flopped onto it. She shifted around a little until she ended up upside down with her feet resting against the wall.

"Comfy?" I asked.

"Yes, quite. Thank you for asking. Now, when you look at him, what do you feel inside?"

I blew out a mouth full of air and walked over to the couch. I sat down on the floor and leaned back on the couch.

Then, I answered.

"I don't know how to describe it. When I look at him I feel...happy. I feel like all the pain and anguish I've felt in the past could all just melt away. And when he talks to me, or pays special attention to me, or tries to make me laugh... I feel my heart jump into my throat and my stomach does an Irish jig."

I paused for a few moments then looked at Lisa.

"Wow...was that a cheesy monologue or what?"

"Not only cheesy, it was the most clichéd thing I've heard since we've been here. But, that could be a good sign: he makes you feel safe and comfortable, though watching you two dance around each other is nauseating. But I digress. Do you notice anything about the way he looks at you?"

I shrugged from my place on the floor.

"Only that you claim he does it a lot. Oh! And when I catch him, he looks kind of...awkward, if you can believe it. Like he doesn't know what to do."

I paused, then asked.

"Why? Do you see something I don't...besides the obvious, of course."

"Intensity. He looks at you with intensity. Yes, it is awkward. Refer back to my earlier statement about you two dancing around each other. And like you said before, he hasn't seen a decent looking girl in who knows how long? So of course he's not going to know what to do, but I can tell that he really likes you and wants to earn your affections, but isn't sure how to do it."

'Sounds familiar...' I thought to myself wryly.

"Well, I guess we're two of a kind, huh? I don't know how to act around him and he doesn't know how to act around me. Looks like Cupid put stupid putty on the tips of his arrows this time."

I laughed, finally admitting to myself that I had been dense. Well, can you blame me?!? It would be hard for anyone to believe that the guy they had been obsessing over for years actually LIKED them back.

I watched my friend as she laughed slightly as well.

"I have a feeling that Genie will finally 'see the light' and 'sweep you off your feet' and then you both will live 'happily ever after'."

I rolled my eyes.

"And you call me clichéd'."

I started to stand from my place and Lisa followed suit.

"Oh! And by the way; I think this whole conversation should prove that I DO have a love life."

"Whatever you say." Lisa said with another innocent grin.

"How much longer do you think we have until the whole 'Jafar is revealed' thing?" I asked, deciding to ignore Lisa's last comment.

"I'd say about an hour."

I looked to my best friend.

"What do you wanna do until then?"

"…Tourture whatever guards are left?"

"Sounds good to me!"

And with that we linked arms and frolicked out of the room.

(A/N): Okay. Sorry there wasn't much action in this chapter. It was just a Sarah/Lisa moment that I felt was necessary to the plot of the story to have it. I know…it's kind of a sucky stopping point, but…it's needed. I hope I will have time to get another chapter out soon, but I highly doubt it. In the meantime; REVIEW PLEASE!