Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Disney movies or Glee. I'm just mushing them together and seeing what comes out.

Spoilers: None unless you have never seen the Buffy Musical Episode or the first two seasons of Glee.

Pairings: Quinn/Rachel (eventually), Brittany/Santana

Rating: T

"Life's a show, and we all play our parts."

-Buffy Summers

Sweet reached into the mind of the girl as she slept and reveled in what he found. She was a treasure trove of inspiration. She was a veritable font of musical potential. And he smiled at the thought in the forefront of her mind. In a flash, he accumulated all the knowledge on this...Disney. The songs were simple, but they held meaning. They relayed the thoughts and feelings of the characters so well. She really was inspiration. And now, it was his turn to do the inspiring.

"Oh my little Berry...you're gonna get your dreams." Sweet smiled. "I can read your dreams and your wishes. And while they aren't my usual forte, I can help you achieve them."

Rachel grinned in her sleep. Visions of her in Disney world, singing and dancing with a beautiful girl filled her vision. But this wasn't any girl. This was a very particular girl. A girl that had captivated her since they met. A girl that Rachel had constantly tried to befriend. As they danced and laughed, she heard a familiar tune playing in the distance. She tugged the girl along with her and dashed towards the sound. There, up on a stage, danced a man in a bright blue suit. The suit was shiny, and he danced so gracefully. He turned to Rachel and smiled a broad smile.

"Just the girl I was hoping to see!" the man jumped down from the stage and took Rachel's hands in her own. "Master, I don't think you know what you have here..." he said, pulling Rachel up on stage with him.

And with a flare of music, he began to sing.

Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves

Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales

But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves

You got a brand of magic never fails

You got some power in your corner now

Some heavy ammunition in your camp

You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how

See all you gotta do is rub that lamp

And I'll say

Miss Rachel Berry, girl

What will your pleasure be?

Let me take your order

Jot it down

You ain't never had a friend like me

No no no

Life is your restaurant

And I'm your maitre d'

C'mon whisper what it is you want

You ain't never had a friend like me

Yes ma'am, we pride ourselves on service

You're the boss

The queen, the shah

Say what you wish

It's yours! True dish

How about a little more Baklava?

Have some of column "A"

Try all of column "B"

I'm in the mood to help you dude

You ain't never had a friend like me

Can your friends do this?

Do your friends do that?

Do your friends pull this out their little hat?

Can your friends go, poof?

Well, looky here

Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let 'er rip

And then make the sucker disappear?

So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed

I'm here to answer all your midday prayers

You got me bona fide, certified

You got a genie for your charge d'affaires

I got a powerful urge to help you out

So what-cha wish? I really wanna know

You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt

Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh

Miss Rachel Berry, girl, have a wish or two or three

I'm on the job, you big nabob

You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend

You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend

You ain't never had a friend like me

You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!

Rachel jumped up, her eyes snapping open. She rubbed her eyes and ran a hand through her hair, shaking her head. "That was weird." She lay her head back down and tried to think of anything OTHER than Disney as she drifted back to sleep.

Sweet stepped into the moonlight filtering through the window and smiled. This...was going to be fun. And in a silent flash, he was gone.