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"Puppet ruler want a cracker? Here's your cracker! Shove them down your throat! Here, have lots!"

If I hadn't been in chains, I would've ran across, throttled Iago just so he would shut up, and then freed the Sultan from the marionette strings and the torture the parrot was inflicting on him. Sure, the Sultan had probably shoved crackers at Iago plenty of times, but he meant well, which Iago certainly didn't.

As it was, I glared daggers at both Jafar and Iago.

"Stop it!" Jasmine begged, who also had her hands chained and was wearing the red outfit from my memory. "Jafar, leave him alone!" Her hair was up in a high ponytail instead of her usual double-tied one.

I was also stuck in blood red, although while Jasmine's outfit was like her old tank top and hareem pants (although her top showed more of her midriff and was strapless), I was wearing a top like hers but with a skirt. My hair was just like Jasmine's, but unlike her, I couldn't pull the look off. Jafar treated us both like pretty little ornaments. Jasmine was usually having to hand him fruits, while I had to bring the wine, while muttering curses under my breath.

"It pains me to see both of you reduced to this." Jafar said emotionlessly as he took a bite out of the apple Jasmine was holding. "Especially you, Jasmine. A beautiful desert bloom such as yourself should be on the arm of the most powerful man in the world." He made her chains disappear and created a crown. "What do you say, my dear? Why, with you as my queen-"

"Never!" Jasmine tossed the wine in his face.

Jafar threw her to the ground. "I'll teach you some respect – but that's for later." He turned to me, making my chains disappear too. He held the crown out to me. "You might not be as lovely as the Princess, but you could so easily be mine too. Why don't you-"

"Ahem." I cut him off. "May I answer your question...through song!"

A Taylor Swift song had floated into my head, and I couldn't resist singing it. "I hate that stupid old pick-up truck you never let me drive,

You're a redneck heartbreak who's really bad at lying

Watch me strike a match on all my wasted time

As far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn!" I sang defiantly. I smiled sweetly at Jafar and finished. "In case that didn't make it clear, Taylor Swift told me that I should tell you no. You're a jerk. And you're a pedo. Jasmine isn't yet sixteen, and I'm only seventeen! How old are you, like, fifty?"

I ended up joining Jasmine on the floor. Jafar turned to look at Genie. "I have decided to make my final wish. I wish for Princess Jasmine and Cleo to both fall desperately in love with me."

Jasmine gasped in fear, but I grinned and winked at her, remembering the rules.

Genie tried to tell Jafar, but the response was "Don't talk back to me, you big blue lout!" He said more, but I didn't hear the rest.

Al and Abu were at the back of the castle. Both Jasmine and I had to keep the smiles off our faces. Then Jasmine's eyes lit up. "Watch this." she whispered to me, standing and picking up the crown. "Jafar." she called seductively. "I never realized how incredibly handsome you are." She placed the crown on her head.

I realized what she was doing – distracting Jafar, and I had to smile, carefully edging away. Genie's mouth dropped open comically. Jafar smirked. "That's better." he said, walking towards Jasmine. I stopped concentrating, and made a light-footed run to Al.

Genie noticed him too. "Al!" he exclaimed, but we both shushed him. He joined us at the back of the room. "Kids, you know, I can't help you. I work for Senor Psychopath now." His head momentarily turned into Jafar's. "What are you gonna do?"

Al shushed him again. "Hey, I'm a street rat, remember? I'll improvise." He turned to me. "By the way, Lee, you look pretty good in that outfit."

I blushed, half embarrassed and half flattered. "I hate the outfit." I muttered. "Jafar made me wear it."

But this wasn't really the time to talk about what I was wearing. Jasmine was still distracting Jafar for all she was worth, and once Abu had shut up Iago, we should have been home free.

Al had just reached the lamp when Abu and Iago's fighting knocked over a goblet, and Jasmine made the hugest sacrifice I'd ever seen to stop Jafar from seeing us.

She kissed him. I couldn't believe I was seeing it, but she did it. Al's eyes widened. I heard Abu gag, and I just blinked.

"That was-" Jafar began, but then he turned around. He'd seen Al's reflection in Jasmine's crown. I waited for the line.

"You!" He zapped Al with his staff. "How many times do I have to kill you, boy?"

Both Jasmine and I ran at Jafar and pulled on the staff, but we were both hurled to the ground. Al tried his luck next, yelling at us "Get the lamp!"

But Jafar was too quick. He managed to get Al off the staff and aimed at us. "Ladies, your time is up!" We were both trapped in an hourglass. And one where the sand was falling in a steady stream.

We couldn't hear anything outside (well, not actual words, at least), but we could see. Jafar clearly had the upper hand.

"This doesn't look good." I whispered. "I can't believe I never told Al my biggest secret..." The sand was up to our waist.

Jasmine reached past the sand and clasped my hand in comfort. "Do you want to tell me?" she asked softly.

I looked at my friend's face. She really was a friend, by this time, truly. But she loved Al, just as much as I did, maybe more.

"Jasmine," I whispered. "I know you love Al. And he loves you. He fell in love practically from the moment he first saw you. But what he never knew was that...I loved him long before he met you. But he's never even realized it. I was just the little sister, that whole time."

Was it just my imagination, or did Jasmine's face grow paler? "Oh, Cleo." she whispered.

"It's not important." I told her, although my heart was screaming at my head to stop lying. "He loves you. You're the one he took on that carpet ride. You're the one who he wants to marry. Not me." The sand was now covering our shoulders.

We both smashed our fists against the glass. "Aladdin!" Jasmine yelled.

"Al!" I screamed.

Al glanced at us and yelled something muffled by the glass, but he had to keep fighting the sorcerer, who had just turned into a snake. Jasmine and I gripped each others' hands, just to know that we weren't alone. But it was happening, The sand covered us completely. I couldn't breathe. My chest was about to burst and slowly, the yellow world around me turned black.

But just before that, I heard Jasmine whisper "You know that he should hear what you told me, right?"

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