Hey guys! Thanks for sticking with me all the way up to chapter five. I've really appreciated your reviews and subscriptions to this story, you're all awesome. Just so you know, the song that's used in this has a few word changes but you'll understand why when you read it. Also, there's a reference to another Disney prince at the end. Cookies for anyone that spots it! As always, reviews are appreciated and I hope you enjoy chapter five.

Sultan Burt was sitting in his throne room, his head resting on his clasped hands and his face screwed up in deep thought. He still had two days until his son turned eighteen, and they were no closer to finding a suitable bride for him than before. Kurt had been even more moodier than usual, spending hours shut up in his room and talking only to Mercedes, a servant he seemed to be quite fond of. If the law didn't state that his son had to marry someone of royal blood, he might have considered the two of them as an item…

He heard a grinding sound from the far end of the room and looked up just in time to see his Grand Vizier sliding a piece of wall back into place and looking around furtively.

"Sue! A word please?" Burt beckoned to the taller blonde woman, an unusually stern look on his face as he watched her walk towards him.

"Now, if you hadn't served me well all these years, I would have to fire you on the spot for your rash decision regarding the execution of the young boy yesterday. However, I will let you off lightly this time. I must insist that in the future, you discuss the sentencing of prisoners with me…before you execute them. Prince Kurt is most distressed."

"It won't happen again, your majesty," Sue said bowing low.

They both turned as Kurt walked in, his blue eyes still red and puffy.

"Ah, Kurt! I'm sure you heard what Sue and I just discussed? Now, let's put all of this behind us…please?"

"Words cannot express how sorry I am, your highness," Sue said, taking Kurt's hand in her own.

Kurt scowled and pulled his hand away, "At least some good will come of me being forced to marry. When I am Sultan, I will have the power to get rid of you!" And with that, he stormed off back towards his room.

Sue chuckled, "He sure is a fiery one."

"Well, I'm just glad it's all sorted out. Now, Kurt…" He turned towards the door but the young Prince had already left the room, "Kurt! Come back here this instant!" Burt hurried after his son, leaving Sue alone in the throne room.

She clicked her fingers and Becky scurried out of the concealed doorway and hurried to her side, panting a little.

"If only I had the lamp! Wooing Prince Kurt will be harder than I had first imagined…" She stroked her fingers thoughtfully across her chin, "I had rather hoped I wouldn't have to resort to using the power of the ring. However…desperate times call for desperate measures."

"Your evilness?" Becky trembled slightly, "Are we still going with the plan?"

Sue glared at the doorway which the Sultan had just scurried through and sat down in the throne, "Yes. Our way ahead is clear now…"

"Outstanding!" Becky simpered up at her mistress as she strode back towards the concealed entrance to her chambers.

The genie had landed them on a deserted island just off the coast of the kingdom of Lima. There were palm trees everywhere you looked and golden sand underfoot. The gentle lapping of the sea could be heard in the distance.

"So?" Nick said, folding his arms and gazing down at the two boys with his eyebrows raised, "How about that?"

"Wow, we're…really impressed," Blaine smirked and pushed his hands into his pockets, nudging Jeff with his elbow, "Now…about my three wishes…"

"Excuse me? I think you'll find you only have two wishes…"

"Well…technically…I never actually said the words 'I wish' so…"

Nick's opened his mouth to argue back but then stopped, looking dumbfounded before sighing, "Alright! That one's on me. But no more fake wishes…right?"

"Fine," Blaine smirked. He stood up and strode towards the water's edge, gazing into the early morning sun, "Three wishes…three…wishes…" He suddenly turned around to face Nick, "What would you wish for?"

Nick frowned, "They're your wishes, not mine."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just curious." Out of the corner of his eye, Blaine saw Jeff sit up a little straighter, still wearing the gobsmacked expression he'd been wearing in the cave.

Nick stared at the shorted boy for a moment, apparently making a decision, "You really want to know?"

"Yeah!" Jeff said unexpectedly, making them both jump.

"Well, I'd…I'd wish to be free…" Nick said, carefully not meeting either boys' eye but staring into the horizon instead.

"You're a prisoner?" Blaine looked down at the lamp in his hands.

"I can't be freed unless my master wishes it," Nick shrugged, "You know, it's kind of a package deal. Phenomenal cosmic power comes at a price."

"I'll do it! I'll set you free!" Blaine grinned, "It seems only fair."

"Yeah, alright. I'll believe that when I see it."

"I'll shake on it," Blaine held out his hand. He had such a sincere look on his face that Nick couldn't help but extend his own as well.

"Well, it's worth a shot, I guess!" Nick grinned, "Anyway, for now it's all about you so…what wish can I grant you?"

"Just…give us a sec," Blaine smiled and gestured to Jeff and together they walked out of earshot of the genie.

"So…you've been quiet since Nick showed up," Blaine raised his eyebrows, "Anything you want to tell me?"

Jeff blushed and stared at the sand," I don't know what you're talking about."

"Dude, I have known you since we were kids, okay? You've got a crush on-"

"Shut up!" Jeff hissed, his face now turning scarlet, "Look, I'm not quite sure what I'm feeling right now and I'd rather not talk about it. Genies may have super-hearing for all I know!"

"Fine…" Blaine held his hands up, "So…what do you want to wish for?"

"It's your wish, man. Nothing to do with me. While we're on the subject of…crushes though…what about the prince?"

Blaine shook his head, "That's impossible."

"Yesterday, a genie who grants wishes was impossible. Why don't you do something for yourself for once, Blaine? You're always helping other people and putting yourself last, despite the fact that you have nothing. So these are your wishes and I'll support whatever you decide to do." The blonde boy crossed his arms and stared at his best friend, daring him to argue back.

Blaine stared back for a moment before bursting into laughter, "Okay, I get it! I'll be selfish for once!"

"I wouldn't call it selfish…" Nick said, from where he was standing, "Prince Kurt will also get something out of it, won't he?"

Jeff exchanged a panicked look with Blaine. How much of the conversation had the genie heard?

"Okay, I've made my decision…" Blaine strode back to where Nick was standing, "Can you…can you make me a Prince?"

"Say the magic words…"

"Genie, I wish for you to make me a Prince!"

"Your majesty?" The Sultan of Lima jumped for the second time that day and looked up irritably at the tall woman.

"What is it, Sue? This had better be good…"

"It is, your regalness. I was looking through the manuscripts in the cellar and I came across this." She pulled a piece of aged parchment from beneath her robes and opened it with a flourish, "It's a document stating what is to happen if the Prince cannot choose himself a suitable partner before the appropriate date, which, just to remind you, is tomorrow."

"Really? Well read it to me, Sue! Quicky!" Burt sat up, wondering if all his problems had been solved.

Sue placed her reading glasses on the end of her nose, "It says that, in the event that the Prince does not choose himself a suitable wife, the…oh…well, that's…interesting…"

"What? What happens?"

"The Prince must marry the Sultan's personal advisor…which would be…me."

"You?" The Sultan gave a small chuckle, "But you're so old!"

"Believe me, Sire, it would not be something I would prefer. But the law is the law!" She suddenly moved forward so she was almost nose to nose with the confused Sultan. The throne room went dark, apart from a small chick of light that was glistening on Sue's finger.

"Isn't that my r-?" Burt protested before Sue's clasped a strong hand over his mouth.

"Hush sire…now…the Prince. You must make him marry me…"

"Marry you? But…" The Sultan's eyes were slipping out of focus.

"The Prince will marry me!" Sue urged, bringing the ring even closer to his face. She could see the reflection of the blue diamond in the Sultan's eyes.

"Yes, Sue. Kurt will marry…"

But before he could finish the sentence, there came a loud banging of drums from outside. Burt jumped up suddenly and Sue leapt backwards quickly to her original place.

"Did I doze off?" Burt asked, straightening his turban before heading towards the door, "Is that music outside?"

"Your royalness is surely imagining things! Music, at this time of the day?" Sue hurried to catch up, "Why, there isn't even a festival on!"

"I'm sure I can hear music…"

He opened the door but Sue slammed it shut before he could venture outside, "If you're dozing off, perhaps you should take a nap, Sir?"

"No! Sue, I insist," Burt wrenched the door open again and stepped into the warmth, shielding his eyes from the bright sun, "Is that…a flying carpet?"

Oh, his eyes, his eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining
His hair, his hair, falls perfectly without him trying
He's so beautiful, and I'd tell him every day.

Blaine winked at Jeff from where he was standing on top of the magic carpet. Below him, the inhabitants of Lima were watching the parade go back, slack jawed. Apart from a float with a band on it, that were giving Blaine his instrumental backup, there were dancers, jugglers, acrobats, clowns, animals, sword swallowers and huge canons that repeatedly fired confetti and sweets into the sky.

Yeah, I know, I know, when I compliment him he won't believe me
And it's so, it's so, sad to think that he don't see what I see
But every time he asks me "do I look okay?", I say…

When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Because boy you're amazing, just the way you are, yeah.

The parade was slowly making its way to the palace gates, led by an extremely hyper Nick, whose skin had changed from its natural blue to a less alarming colour. Jeff was standing on the band's float, ready to sing backup.

His lips, his lips, I could kiss them all day if he let me
His laugh, his laugh, he hates but I think it's so sexy
He's so beautiful, and I'd tell him every day

Oh, you know, you know, you know, I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same
So, don't even bother asking if you look ok
You know I'll say…

Fireworks exploded from every side, showing up even against the brilliantly blue sky. Blaine flipped the microphone in his hand and winked at a group of girls who were watching him, giggling.

When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Because boy you're amazing, just the way you are
The way you are, the way you are
Boy you're amazing, just the way you are.

The palace gates were thrown open as Nick approached them, and the parade entered. Blaine looked ahead and saw Prince Kurt watching from his balcony room at the front of the huge, marble building. He quickly urged the carpet forward and ended up directly in front of the Prince just as the song reached its closing verse.

When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Cause boy you're amazing, just the way you are. Yeah…

The song ended and Blaine stayed where he was, hovering in midair in front of the balcony, grinning at the Prince.

But the Prince wasn't grinning back.

"Is this some kind of joke?" He hissed, aware that every single inhabitant of his father's kingdom was watching him, waiting to see his reaction.

"W-what?" Blaine asked, blinking in confusion.

"You think you can just come here and show off in that ridiculous fashion and then expect me to fall head over heels for you?" The Prince's cheeks were slowly flushing red and his hands were curled into fists.

"I-I didn't mean to-I was just trying to win you o-"

"I am NOT a prize to be won!" Kurt shouted, "And for your information, I hadn't quite made the information that I am gay public yet, so I don't know WHO told you but you should be sure that this is NOT the way to win me over!" And with that, he turned around and stormed back inside the confines of the palace.

Blaine glanced down at Jeff, who shrugged, looking shocked. Nick also had a confused expression on his face. The carpet gently lowered Blaine to the ground and he jumped off, landing neatly in front of the Sultan of Lima.

"I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to offend your son or…or out him."

Burt placed a hand on Blaine's shoulder and gestured for him to come inside the palace, "You didn't mean any harm, young man. Kurt has been very…off recently. I'm sure, under better circumstances; he'd have appreciated being serenading by a strapping young royal like yourself."

Blaine smiled gratefully as he was led inside the palace, Jeff and the carpet following, leaving Nick outside to clear up the parade.

"So…what name is it?" Burt turned to face Blaine, taking in his smart white jeans, with the matching waistcoat and purple shirt.

"I'm Blaine, Sir. Prince Blaine of Maldonia."