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The Street Mouse's Tale

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"Ok, Abu, go!" Aladdina whispered.
The eighteen year old "street mouse" as everyone in Agrabah called her was sitting on top of the canopy above the local fruit stall. She had been living on the streets all her life and knew the best ways to survive. Abu, her pet monkey and only friend, saluted to her and dangled from the canopy to taunt the fruit seller. Whilst the fruit seller was distracted, Aladdina reached down, grabbed a melon and righted herself. With a cheeky wave goodbye, Abu swung back up beside her. "Well done, Abu," she smiled, breaking the melon in half. "Let's feast!"

Prince Jasim looked around, nervously. He was beginning to wish that he had brought Rajah, his pet tiger. But Rajah was bakc in the palace and Jasim was out of it. He wasn't entirely sure where he was going. He had run away to escape his mother, the Sultanna's, insistances that he must marry a princess by his next birthday. It was a silly law that he hated. He told her many time, many times "Mother, if I do marry a girl, I want it to be for love." Now he was here in the market place, outside the palace for the first time in his life. It was a little strange. People kept trying to sell him things.

"Oh, sorry," he said as he banged into a man breathing fire. The man shrugged and let out a belch of fire that made Jasim jump so much his hood fell down. Upon her canopy, Aladdina was looking all around the marketplace. She saw Jasim and felt her heart stop for a moment. Never had she seen such a handsome young man in all her life. "Wow!" she breathed. Abu glanced at her and then tried waving his paw in front of her face, but it was no good. His mistress was smitten.

"Oh, you must be hungry," Jasim said to a small boy who was standing by the fruit cart. "Here you go."
He handed an apple to the boy. Eagerly, to his surprise, the oy scampered away. The fruit seller turned an evil eye to Jasim. "You'd better be able to pay for that."
"What?"
The fruit seller grabbed his wrist in a vice-like grip. "No one steals from my cart!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir, but I don't actually have any money..."
"Thief!"
"No, no, look. If you let me go to the palace, I can get some from the Sultanna-!"
"Do you know the penalty for stealing?" The fruit seller raised a sword from his belt. Jasim gasped.

A thin arm shot from nowhere and stopped the fruit seller's hand short. "Oh, thank you, sir," said this strange but beautiful young woman who had just appeared inbetween Jasim and the man. She pulled the sword from his grip, laid it on the table and shook the man's free hand. "I'm so glad you found him." She turned to Jasim with a stern demeanour. "I've been looking all over for you!"
"What are you doing?" Jasim hissed.
"Just play along," she hissed back, taking his arm and attempting to pull him away. But the fruit seller held her back. "You know this man?"
"Sadly, yes, sir. He's my brother. He's a little, y'know, crazy!"
Jasim looked put out. The fruit seller grunted. "He said he knew the Sultanna!"
The woman laughed. "Please! He thinks Abu's the Sultanna!"
She threw Jasim a glance. He understood and knelt down before the monkey. "Oh, wise Sultanna! How may I serve you?"
Abu glanced at his mistress. She smiled. "Tragic, isn't it? But, not harm done. Come on, bro; we're got to go and see the Doctor. Come on, Abu!"
Abu made a regal bow and accidently dropped three apples he'd been concealling in his waistcoat. "Thief!" the fruit seller cried. Abu snatched up two of the apples and he, Aladdina and Jasim escaped at a run...

"Thanks for saving me," Jasim said as he followed Aladdina up the ladder. "I'll always be grateful for that."
"Don't mention it. My name's Aladdina; and this is Abu."
"My name's Pr- Jasim, just Jasim."
"First time in the marketplace?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well, you do stick out a little." She smiled. She was so beautiful when she smiled. Jasim felt his heart beat faster. "Sorry."
"Oh, that's alright. Is this where you live?"
"Yep. Just me and Abu. We can come and go whenever we please."
They were up the ladder by now and in a small room, sparsley furnished but cosy looking. Jasim smiled. "It sounds wonderful."
"Well, it's not much, but it's got a great view of the Palace. Amazing, isn't it?"
"The Palace?" Jasim sat down with a sigh. "Sure; where people tell you things like where to go, what to do and how to dress."
Aladdina laughed. "That's better than here; we're always scraping for food; being chased by the guards-"
"Not free to make your own decisions-"
"Sometimes I feel-"
"I'm just-"
"Trapped," the both said and then looked at one another. They were sharing something now; some special connection. Aladdina picked up one of the apples Abu had stolen and handed it to Jasim. "So, where are you from?"
"Does it matter? I ran away and I am not going back!"
"Really? Why?"
"My mother's forcing me to get married."
"Wow, that's awful. I wish there was something we could do to help." Abu, busy munching the other apple, snorted. Jasim smiled. "Thanks."

They would have kissed, if it hadn't been for the sudden arrivale of the palace guards. They did their best to get away, but in the event, Aladdina was captured, Abu thrown into a pot and Jasim thrown to the floor before revealing himself as their prince. Aladdina stared. He was the prince? She suddenly felt so stupid...

"Jafara?" Jasim called, walking into the palace.
Jafara, his mother's royal advisor, looked around. "Ah, Prince Jasim! To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"The guards just arrested a girl from the marketplace, on your orders!"
"Because she was a criminal."
"Really?" Jasim folded his arms. "And what was her crime?"
"Holding the prince hostage, of course."
"What? She wasn't holding me hostage! I ran away!"
"Oh!" Jafara covered her mouth with her hands. "Oh, that's dreadful! If I'd only known-!"
"Known what?"
"Sadly, the girl's sentence has already been carried out."
"What sentence?"
"Death. By beheadding."
Jasim fled the room.

"He was the prince!" Aladdina muttered, chained up in her dungeon. "I can't believe it! I must have sounded so stupid to him!"
"Yoohoo, Aladdina! Hello!"
At least that was what it sounded like. Aladdina looked up to the window and grinned. "Abu! Hey, get me out of these things! What?" Abu rolled his eyes. "Oh, is this about Jasim? Come on, he was in trouble." She sighed. "And he was worth it!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Abu grumbled, unlocking the handcuffs with his own personal lockpick.
"Don't worry, Abu, I'll never see him again. I'm a street mouse, remember, and there's a law. He's got to marry a princess. He deserves a princess." She sighed; the manacles now off. "I feel like such a fool."
"You're only a fool if you give up, girl."
Startled, Aladdina and Abu looked around. An old woman in he corner of the dungeo turned her head and smiled a gap-toothed smile. She got to her feet and padded over to them. "Who are you?" Aladdina asked.
"A lowly prisoner, like yourself. But, together, perhaps we can be more."
"I'm listening."
"There is a Cave, girl, a Cave of Wonders, filled with treasures beyond your wildest dreams."
"Ooh!" Abu exclaimed.
"Treasure enough to impress even your prince, I'll wager."
"Jafara," hissed her pet parrot Iago who was hiding in cloak, pretending to be a hunchback. "Will you hurry it up? I'm dying in here!"
She punched him to shut him up.
"But the law says only a princess can-"
"You've heard of the golden rule? Whoever has the gold makes the rules, girly."
"But why would you share all this wonderful treasure with me?"
"I need a young pair of legs and a strong back to go in after it."
"Ah, one problem," Aladdina said. "It's out there and we're in here."
"Mm, mm, mm." The old woman shook her head. "Things aren't always what they seem." She pushed a brick in the prison wall and it moved to reveal a flight of stairs, moving downwards. "So, girly, do we have a deal?"

Back in the palace, Jasim sat by the fountain, staring at the sky. Rajah came up and nudged him. Jasim patted him. "It's all my fault, Rajah. I'll never see her again." And he sat there, crying silently...

The journey to the cave was long and they were met by a terrible sandstorm. But eventually they made it. "Touch nothing," the tiger-like cave warned them. "But the lamp."
"Remember, give me the lamp first and the rest of the treasure is yours!" the woman called after them. Aladdina gulped. "Come on, Abu."

"Abu!" Aladdina yelped as Abu was abou to jump on one of the many piles of treasure reaching up to the cave roof. Abu stopped and looked around. "Don't touch anything! We've got to find the lamp first!"
Seconds later, however, Abu cannoned into her, knocking her to the floor, gibbering excitedly.
"Abu, what's got into you?"
Abu pointed to a pile of treasure in the corner, where something was peeking around at them.
"A magic carpet," Aladdina gasped. "Come here, carpet. It's ok."
The carpet shuffled meekly over to them, but Abu startled it with a flurry of angry chatter and it shuffled away, hanging it's head in shame. "Hey!" Aladdina called it back. "Don't go! Maybe you can help us."
The carpet flew towards them, eagerly. "You see," Aladdina explained. "We're trying to find this lamp...Abu, come on; I think he knows where it is!"

The lamp was set atop a flight of stone steps. Aladdina descended, trembling, expecting to find something magnificent at the top, but all it was was a small, plain oil lamp. "This is it?" She picked it up. "This is what we came all this way to-" She broke off. Abu was about to pick up a giant ruby, even though the Carpet was trying to hold him back. "Abu, no!"

Too late...

The Cave was collapsing around them; stones and debris were flying everywhere. If it hadn't been for the Carpet, Aladdina and Abu might have been crushed by them. But now it was flying them towards the mouth of the cave.

A boulder suddenly landed on the Carpet, pinning it to the floor. Aladdina and Abu flew off; Aladdina catching a stone jutting out from the mouth of the cave. The old woman was there, within their reach. "Help!" Aladdina called to her.
"Give me the lamp!"
"I can't hold on! Give me your hand!"
"First give me the lamp!"
Desparately, Aladdina handed it to her. Jafara laughed. "Yes! At last!" Then ,as Abu tried to help pull his mistress to safety, Jafara grabbed her arm and raised a dagger. "And here's your reward! Your eternal reward-argh!"
Aladdina looked up. Abu had bitten Jafara. Jafara let go of Aladdina. With a scream she plummeted downwards, followed by Abu, just as the Carpet freed itself of the boulder and shot towards them...

The whole Cave collapsed into a mass of sand. Jafara laughed. "It's mine! It's finally mine! I-what? It's gone? Noooo!"

"Aladdina, wake up!"
At least that was what it sounded like. Aladdina raised her head. She was lying on the Carpet. "Ow, my head." She looked up. "We're trapped! That two faced...jackal! Well, whoever she was, she'll be long gone with that lamp by now."
Abu, with a cheeky grin, produced the said lamp. Aladdina laughed. "Why, you hairy little thief! Let me see that. It looks like such a worthless peice of junk. Hey, I think something's written on here, but it's hard to make out."
As she began to rub the dust from the lamp, it began to move and then, with a sudden burst of laughter and a great cry, a large blue genie popped out.
"Oy!" he exclaimed. "Ten thousand years; whoa! Does it feel good to be outta there! Hey, hi, how ya doing; where ya from? What's your name?"
Aladdina found her voice. "Aladinna; I'm Aladinna."
"Aladdina; hi, nice to have you on the show. Can we call you Ally?"
"Sure."
"Hey, rugman!" the Genie crowed to the Carpet who immedietly flew up to him. "Haven't seen you for a while! Give me some tassel! Say, Ally, you're a lot smaller than my last master; either that, or I'm getting bigger. Look at me from the side, do I look bigger to you?"
"Whoa, what?" Aladdina frowned. "I'm your master?"
"That's right! I am the ever impressive, long contained, often imitated but never duplicated Genie of the Lamp! You have three wishes, three, uno, dos, tres and ix nay on the wishing for more wishes."
"Now I know I'm dreaming," Aladdina muttered.
"So, what do you wish of me, Ally?"
"You can grant me any three wishes I want?"
"Almost; their are rules. Rule 1, I can't kill anybody, so don't ask. Rule 2, I can't make anyone fall in love with anyone else. Rule 3, I can't bring people back from the dead, or rather I can but it's not pretty and I don't like doing it. Other than that, though, the choice is yours."
"Hm," Aladdina grinned at Abu who winked, knowingly. "Some all powerful Genie, Abu, if he can't bring people back from the dead. I'll bet he can't even get us out of this cave. Come on, we'll find our own way out..."
But the Genie was adamant that he could get them out...

"Jafara!" the Sultanna was saying. "I say which prisoners get executed and which don't. It is not for you to decide!"
Jasim sighed. None of this was going to make any difference; Aladdina, the only girl who had ever touched his heart in such a way, was dead. Nothing could bring her back.
"I offer my most humble apologies, my lady," Jafara was now saying. "It won't happen again."
"Jasim, Jafara," the Sultanna took both their hands. "Can't we put this matter behind us now?"
"At least some good will come of my being forced to marry," Jasim snapped, snatching his hand away. "When I'm king, I'll have the power to get rid of you, Jafara!"
"Jasim!" His mother ran after him. Jafara growled. "If only I'd gotten that lamp!"
"Now we're stuck serving that chump for the rest of our lives!" grumbled Iago.
"Or until he finds a chump wife; then he'll have us thrown out. Or beheaded."
"Oh! Oh! Jafara! What if you were the chump wife?"
"What?"
"You'd become the Sultanna!"
Laughing evilly, the two began their fiendish plot...

"Three wishes," Aladdina mused after the Genie had rescued them, for free, and they were out in the middle of the desert together. "And I want them to be good. What would you wish for, Genie?"
The Genie looked surprised. "No one's ever asked me that before."
"Well, what?"
"Freedom."
"You mean you're a prisoner?"
"Yep. Phenomenal cosmic powers; itty-bitty living space."
"Oh, Genie, I'm so sorry, that's aweful."
The Genie sighed. "The only way I can be free is if my master wishes me free."
"I'll do it!"
"Yeah, right!"
"No, seriously, I promise. After I've used my first two wishes, I'll use my third one to free you."
"Well, alright, then. Let's make some magic! What is it you want most?"
"Well, there's this boy-"
"Ally, I can't make people fall in love, remember?"
"But Genie, he's smart and funny and-"
"Handsome?"
"Extremely! But he's the prince of Agrabah. The only way I'd stand a chance is if I - hey. Could you make me a princess?"
"Oh, yes. Is that an official wish?"
"Yes, Genie; I wish for you to make me a princess."
"Alright! Firstly, you need some new threads!" The Genie waved his hands and immedietly Aladdina found herself dressed in an outfit of fine cream silk and gold trim. "And a mode of transportation; monkey-boy!" With another wave of his hands, Genie turned Abu into an elephant. Aladdina laughed, "Abu, you look good!"
"Oh, yes, Princess Alia Aababwa! She's got the outfit, she's got the elephant; but we're not through yet!"

Genie's magic proved extremely useful in getting them through the streets of Agrabah and passing Aladdina off as the Princess Alia Ababawa. It also got them into the palace, irritating Jafara who had been about to unveil her plot to marry Jasim. The Sultanna was impressed. Jasim, overhearing the conversation between his mother and this Princess Alia, was not. "I'm not some prize to be won!" he snapped, leaving the room before he had even had a chance to look at her properly.

"How can I impress Jasim if he won't even let me talk to him?" Aladdina asked as she, Abu, Carpet and Genie sat down in the garden that evening. "Genie, I need help."
"You've got to tell him the truth, Ally."
"No way! If he found out I was some...some street mouse, he'd laugh at me. Come on, Carpet; maybe if I just talk to him..."

"Prince Jasim?"
Jasim, lying back on his chez-lounge, jumped. Rajah raised his head. "Who's that?"
"Princess Alia Ababawa."
"I don't want to see you!"
"But, look, just give me a chance to...whoa!" Rajah came towards Aladdina, growling. "Down, boy," she begged, backing into the balcony railing. Jasim went out to see what was happening. He frowned. Something was familiar about this girl. "Wait. Down, Rajah. Do I know you?"
"No. No, not at all."
"You remind me of someone I met in the marketplace."
"Oh, well I have servants to go the marketplace for me, so it couldn't have been me you met."
"No, I guess not," Jasim sighed. "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to see you. I mean," Aladdina swallowed. "You're very charming."
He smiled. "I'm rich too, you know."
"I know."
To her surprise, he came up, put his arms about her and spun her about. "I am the son of the Sultanna, after all."
"Yes," she faltered. He was now dipping her, low, like he was about to kiss her.
"A fine prize for a princess to catch."
"A princess like me?"
"Right, a princess like you. And all the other stuck-up, unfeeling, vain empty-heads I've ever met!"
And with that he dropped her. Startled, Aladdina sat up. "But, wait-"
"Oh, go jump off the balcony!" he snapped.
Aladdina sighed. Genie, on the ground, was mouthing the words "Be yourself!" at her. "Yeah, right!" she muttered.
"What?"
"I said..." Aladdina hesitated. "You're right. You're not some prize to be won. It's awful that you're being forced to get married to someone you don't love. I'll go now."
She stepped off the balcony. "No!" Jasim cried.
"What?"
"How...?" Jasim came to the edge of the balcony and peered over. "How are you doing that?"
"It's a magic carpet."
The Carpet flew up the blacony. Aladdina sat back. Jasim seemed impressed by the Carpet. "Um, you don't want to come for a ride, do you? We could get out of the palace?"
Jasim looked up at her. He'd seen that same look before. Now he was certain. "Yes, alright."

Carpet took them on a magical journey; past the fragile looking boats of Japan to the great Sphinx in Egypt to the ruins of Ancient Greece and finally to China, where they sat on a rooftop, watching a firewroks display. Presently, to test her, Jasim said, casually, "You know it's a shame that Abu had to miss this."
"Nah, he hates fireworks and he doesn't really like flying either..." Aladdina realised her mistake too late. "Oh no!"
"It is you, Aladdina, I knew it! Why did you lie to me?"
"Jasim, I'm sorry-"
"What? Did you think I was stupid? I couldn't figure it out?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't."
"Who are you? Tell me the truth."
Aladdina wanted to, but she couldn't face it somehow. "I-I'm really a princess, but I sometimes dress like a street mouse to escape from the pressures of the palace."
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"Well, don't you think it sounds a bit strange?"
"Not that strange." Jasim smiled at her for the first time. "I should have guessed that you were too beautiful to be a street girl."
She blushed. "You really are charming, Jasim."

Carpet delivered them back to the palace before anyone even noticed they were gone. On the balcony, Jasim jumped down and Aladdina followed him. "Goodnight, Jasim."
"Goodnight, my princess."
Their heads were so close; Carpet couldn't help himself. He gave Aladdina a nudge forwards. They kissed for what felt like a lifetime but was really only a couple of seconds. And it was magical...

"Yes!" Aladdina muttered, flopping back onto Carpet a few minutes later. Jasim had given her a look that clearly said "See you tomorrow" before he had gone back to his room. "Finally; everything's going right! Tell Jasim the truth, indeed! Take that, Genie-whoa!"
Her scream was blocked as she was suddenly set upon by several of the Sultanna's guards. Gagged and bound, she looked up into the sneering, evil face of Jafara.
"Dispose of her!" Jafara snapped to the guards. "She is a traitor; Sultanna's orders!"
"Why, you-!" But Aladdina's muffled cry was cut short as something heavy hit her over the head and she fell unconscious to the ground.

Aladdina coughed and spluttered. She was drenched all over. For a second she had no idea why and then it all came flooding back to her. The guards had taken her to a cliff and flung her into the sea. Barely alive, she had managed to rub the lamp before she passed out.
"Don't you scare me like that again!" Genie said.
She looked up at him. "Genie, what happened?"
"I think someone tried to drown you, kid. You rubbed the lamp and wished to get free; well, sort of. Had to bend the rules a little for you, there, but technically that's your second wish used up."
Aladdina smiled. "Thanks, Genie,"she said, hugging him.
"Oh, Ally; I'm getting kinda fond of you, kid," he replied. "Not that I want to pick out curtains or anything," he added, flying her back to the palace.

"Mother!" Jasim ran into the throne room where his mother was working. "I've just had the most wonderful time! You wouldn't believe it! I never thought I could be this happy!"
"And you should be happy," she agreed, with a dazed look on her face. "I have arranged for you to marry Jafara!"
"What?" Jasim spun around as Jafara came into the room, followed by Iago.
"I see you're speechless, Highness," she sneered, laying her hand on his shoulder. Jasim looked into her cougar eyes and felt repulsed. He wrenched his arm free.
"I will never marry you!" he snapped. "Mother, I've already chosen; I choose Princess Alia!"
"Princess Alia left," Jafara insisted.
"Hah!" Everyone turned to see Aladdina leaning against the doorway, arms folded. "Better check your crystal ball again, Jafara!"
"Alia!" Jasim exclaimed in relief.
"How the Hell-?" Iago quickly cut himself off and made a squawk noise instead.
"Why don't you tell them the truth, Jafara?" Aladdina challenged, striding up to her. "You tried to have me killed!"
"She's clearly lying, Sultanna!" Jafara protested.
"Clearly lying," the Sultanna repeated.
"Mother! What's wrong with you?" Jasim cried.
"I know what's wrong!" For Aladdina had seen it; the snake staff of Jafara's was being used to control the Sultanna. She seized it and smashed it upon the ground, breaking the spell.
"What's happening?" The Sultanna asked, awakening from her trance.
"Your Majesty, Jafara's been controlling you with this!" Aladdina cried, holding out the broken staff.
"What? Jafara, you traitor! Guards, guards!"
But in a puff of smoke, Jafara evaded capture; however not before she had seen the Aladdina had the lamp in her pocket.

"Are you alright, Jasim?" Aladdina asked, hurrying to him.
"I'm fine; and you?"
"Fine." She smiled. "It'd take more than that to defeat me!"
He laughed, and, pulling her into his arms, he kissed her.
"Can this be true?" exclaimed the Sultanna. "My son has finally chosen a bride?"
Jasim nodded. "Haha!" the Sultanna cheered. "Praise Allah! You wonderful girl; oh, I could kiss you; well, I won't, I'll leave that to Jasim, but you two will be married and then you, my girl, will be the Sultanna!"
"I will?" Aladdina felt a twinge of doubt in her stomach as Jasim held her. How could she do this?

"I can't set you free, Genie."
"Sure you can; you simply say "Genie, I wish you to be free."
"I can't!" Aladdina snapped. "Look, I'm sorry, I really am but they want me to be Sultanna; no, they want Princess Alia to be Sultanna! Without you, I'm nothing but a street mouse! I'm sorry, Genie; I can't set you free. I need you."
"Fine." The Genie shrank back into the lamp. "After all, you've lied to everyone else; you know I was just starting to feel left out!"
"Genie, I'm sorry!" The only answer was the sound of a raspberry being blown. "Oh, fine!" Aladdina snapped, stuffing the lamp beneath the sofa cushion and jumping to her feet. "Just stay in there, then!" Getting to her feet, she stomped out of the room.

That, as she later realised, was a mistake as Jafara seized control of the lamp and used her first wish to become the Sultanna; and then her second wish to become the world's most powerful sorcereress. "This is all my fault," Aladdina muttered; and then her royal robes were gone and replaced with her street rags.
"Presenting, Miss Aladdina; nothing more than a common street mouse!" Jafara crowed.
"Aladdina?" Jasim exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, I shouldnt have lied to you; but I thought I might lose you if I told you the truth!"
"No!" Jasim shouted as Jafara seized a hold of Aladdina and threw her to the ground. Aladdina looked around as a ring of fire trapped her. The Sultanna and Jasim were trapped in a cage, Abu was a monkey again; the Carpet was trapped beneath a boulder; the Genie...the Genie.
"Face it!" Jafara cheered. "I am the greatest sorceress in the world and nothing can stop me now!"
"The Genie has more power than you'll ever have!" Aladdina argued. "He gave you your powers and he can take them away!"
"Ally, what are you doing?" the Genie muttered. "Why are you bringing me into this?"
"Face it, Jafara, you're still second best!"
"You're right!" Jafara mused. "His power does excell my own, but not for long. Genie, my third wish is to become an all powerful genie!"
"Way to go, Ally," Genie muttered, before he granted the wish and Jafara became a red genie before their eyes. Her magic keeping everyone a prisoner vanished. "Yes!" she screeched. "The power! The absolute power!"
"What have you done?" Jasim shouted.
"Trust me!" Aladdina begged as a black lamp appeared on the ground in front of them.
"The universe is mine to command and control!" Jafara crowed.
"Just a second, Jafara!" Aladdina cried, snatching up the black lamp. "You've forgotten something! Phenomenal cosmic powers; itty bitt living space! The curse of the Genies!"
"NOOOO!" Jafara screamed as she was suced into the lamp. Iago attempted to fly free but she pulled him with her.
"Hah!" Aladdina cried. "Ten thousand years or so ought to cool you off!"
"Ally, you little genius, you!" Genie cheered, ruffling her hair before he cast the black lamp far, far from Agrabah.

Everything was back to normal; almost. Aladdina took Jasim's hand. "I'm sorry I lied to you."
He smiled. "I can understand why you did."
"Well, I guess we should say goodbye, then."
Jasim groaned. "That ridiculous law! This isn't fair! I love you!"
"I love you too," Aladdina whispered as he hugged her.
"Ally," Genie reminded her. "You've still got one wish left. You could become a princess again."
Aladdina picked up the lamp and looked from Jasim to Genie. "No," she said. "I wish for you to be free, Genie."
"I'm...I'm free?" Genie stuttered. "Well, would ya look at that! Quick, test me, wish for something outragous; wish for the Nile or something!"
"Ok, I wish for the Nile."
"No way!" Genie laughed. "Oh, that feels good! I'm off to see the world!"
Aladdina smiled. "I'm going to miss you, Genie."
"Me too, Ally. No matter what anyone says, you'll always be a princess to me," Genie replied, hugging her.
"That's right," the Sultanna agreed. "You've proved your worth as far as I'm concerned; and it's time to change the law!"
"Mother?" Jasim said, hopefully.
"I decree that from this day forward, my son shall marry whomsoever he chooses!"
Jasim beamed as he swept Aladdina into his arms. "I choose Aladdina!"
She giggled. "Call me Ally!"
"Oh, come here, everyone!" Genie cried, sweeping them all into a great group hug.

And that is the tale of how a girl who was once called a street mouse became the wife of a prince and the heir to the throne of Agrabah.

The End



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mattjohn1992's avatar

I love your story, Nice, hi