A/N: Well, looks like I'm continuing this. Though I'm not overly upset about the fickleness of the muse; I rather like writing about these two. This particular drabble is from just after Return of Jafar. Given what we saw in the first movie, when Aladdin took a few jabs at Genie's power and its limits, I could see this getting under Genie's skin in a sense, especially since Jafar was right on a few points.


Impatience:

Flick, flick, flick, flick…

Carpet was starting to get tired of the constant glimmers of magic from Genie's end of the room. Though he could not fault the entity for wanting his powers to be as they had been [Jafar had not been kind in showing him how unevenly matched they were.], the way he kept tapping his magic was not going to help him in the slightest. Whatever he was trying to conjure, it was not working, so why not stop, gather up his energy later, and then maybe try again? Pushing at it like this certainly was not going to help.

When the one-hundred and third attempt yielded nothing, Carpet finally flitted over and tapped Genie's hand with a tassel, getting the entity's frustration-clouded attention in a heartbeat.

"What? Can't you see I'm busy here!" The other all but snapped, turning an aggravated gaze on the rug, who shrank back a bit. The sudden timidity was not lost on the jinni, who immediately realized that his countenance probably was not the best for conversation.

"Sorry, Rugman. Didn't meant to snap like that." Genie muttered contritely, turning back to his hand as though the appendage had done him some personal wrong. Noticing the restless mood, Carpet reached over, pushing his hand down and pushing him over to the window to look out at the stars.

Catching the reason for the sudden intervention, Genie smiled lightly.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it easy. Promise. So, what've we got tonight…?"

Carpet shook his 'head' in mock exasperation, listening to Genie go on and on, a politely nodding and 'participating' in the conversation as the jinni pointed out various constellations, changing shape every so often when he came to a few particular groups of stars. Overall, it was a better change than the mood he had been in earlier, and Carpet welcomed it gladly.