The One Wish, Genieless Lamp!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Aladdin characters, just myself, whom is Kristina!!

EDIT: I am SO SORRY to my viewers who read this before! I swore I would post it and I won't stop working on this until its done! I SWEAR!

A/N: this takes place after Jafar pretended to be an old man using Aladdin to get the lamp but FAILED. XD …but the beginning takes place in our time of '09. XP

A/N #2: I was forced to write this by plot bunnies and me falling in love with the movie all over again after watching it in Spanish class.

"A one wish lamp?" Kristina said skeptically, looking at the purple lamp that resembled that of the Genie's in Aladdin. She also held in her arms an Aladdin DVD case.

"Yes! It grants one wish, only one!" said the shopkeeper whom was obviously from out of the country.

Kristina was a 17 year old Mexican girl who loved strange things such as 'mystical lamps'. She at the very least liked the look of the lamp, even though she didn't really believe it would grant a wish. She had layered dark brown hair that ended right at her shoulders. She also wore glasses, a black t-shirt with a Grim Reaper and pants, and practically had her backpack with her EVERY WHERE. She marveled at the craftsmanship of the metal object and its beautiful color.

"So if I rub it, is some genie gonna come out or what?" she asked.

"Oh no, no, no. This is a genieless lamp, a one wish lamp! Make a wish, but after that, it's useless to everyone, so use it wisely! A great marvel indeed!" he said, trying to convince her of its great value.

"Genieless??? Uhhh…..oh what the heck! I'll take it!" She said as she laid it on the counter.

The shopkeeper happily punched in the numbers for the sale, which ended up being thirty-five dollars, but Kristina was fine with that. She paid the man and ran out of the store with her prizes.

"I'm home!" she yelled just in case anyone was there. No one was since both her parents worked and her siblings were already off to college, so the house was hers! "A one wish, genieless lamp huh?" she said as she looked at the trinket. She started to mess around with it, pretending to become a genie herself from the lamp singing 'Never Had a Friend Like Me' like the Genie from Aladdin. Once she finished, she plopped down on her bed in laughter from her own silliness.

Noticing a smudge on the lamp, she rubbed it with her shirt and began to think what she would wish for if the lamp would really do so. "Heh heh, I'd wish to be in the Aladdin world so I could bug Jafar. Ah, that'd be fun." She said in wonderment, imaging herself with her favorite Aladdin villain.

Suddenly the lamp began to glow and shake, as if it were alive. With wide eyes, she tossed the lamp on the floor, staring at it with shock. A big puff of smoke from the lamp engulfed her and then she was gone from her bedroom. Kristina was gone from her own dimension.

"If only I had gotten that lamp!" Jafar said in anger as the Sultan went after Jasmine, leaving him and Iago by themselves.

"I will have the power to get rid of you." Iago said in Jasmines voice. "Grrr!!! To think, we gotta keep kissing up to that chump, and his chump daughter for the rest of our lives!"

"No Iago, only until she finds a chump husband." Jafar said with distain. "Then she'll have us banished. Or…beheaded!"

The both of them groan in disgust, holding their throats and looking at each other in a bit of worry. Then, a faint sound of a screaming girl came to their ears.

"What the heck is that?" Iago asked.

The screaming began to grow louder. They finally realized it was coming from above them but they were too late. Kristina practically dive bombed Jafar, landing on him. Iago went tumbling back from being knocked off his perch.

"Ooowwwwuh. What happened?" She asked in a daze. She soon realized she was on top of Jafar and jumped right off in a hurry. "OH CRAP."

Jafar sat up, breathing quite heavily from having been landed on. He looked at the girl in confusion. He looked up at the sky, then her, the sky, and back at her again. Jafar just couldn't figure out how she came from up there like that. Kristina quickly got up and began to help Jafar up to his feet.

"Oh my gosh, I am SO SORRY about that! I have no idea what just happened! One moment I'm my room playing around with this, well what I thought was fake, lamp and-" she tried to go on but was interrupted by Jafar at the word 'lamp'.

"Wait, lamp? You had a lamp?" he asked her, his curiosity at a new height with her.

"Well, yeah, I thought it was fake, but found it wasn't. But you can't really use it." She told him.

"And why not?" The adviser asked her, now suspicious and having gotten his composure back.

"Well…the guy I bought it from said that it was a one wish, genieless lamp, and after someone has made a wish, it's useless to everyone else! So no getting a wish out of that lamp since I accidentally wished myself here." She finished in an exasperated tone.

"Hmm, where exactly do you come from?" Jafar asked her.

"From….uh, I don't think you'd believe me if I told ya. You'll probably think I'm crazy or something." Kristina told him.

"Try me, this day has been crazy as it is." He told her.

"Well.............I come from another dimension where you and everyone else here are just a part of a cartoon movie called Aladdin and you're the bad guy of the whole thing and I love the movie so I ended up buying the lamp, blah blah blah, I rubbed a smudge off of it and said that I wish I could be here and BOOM, smoke came from the lamp, I was in the sky falling really fast and I landed on you-" she stopped to take a long breath. "- and you know the rest."

"You're right, you're crazy." Iago said, now back on Jafar's shoulder.

"No I'm not!" the teenager protested, but then had an idea. "And I can prove it!" She reached into her backpack and pulled out the Aladdin DVD case and handed it to them to take a look at.

They were both surprised to see it. In gold elegant letters was the name Aladdin with Aladdin, Jasmine, themselves with a few others on the box. Jafar handed it back to her, a little out of it from a realization of another dimension with him as a simple cartoon character, whatever a cartoon was. But another realization hit him. She may be of use to him if what he thought was correct, and this thought brought an evil grin to his face.

"Soooo….yeah, that's my explanation. Well, I think I'll be off!" Kristina said and began to walk away, but she was stopped by Jafar's staff in her way. She looked up at him and was a little disturbed. She knew that smile of his only meant trouble.

"Might I ask you a few questions, um, what did you say your name was?" he asked as charmingly as he could, putting a hand on her shoulder which sent a chill up her spine.

"Uh, Kristina, and yeah, I suppose you could ask a few." She said, feeling her face get hot from being so close to her favorite villain.

"In this 'movie', does it show much about me?" He asked her.

"Well, of course! Like I said, you're the main villain, so it shows a lot about you. It even shows your plan on the whole overthrowing the Sultan." She explained.

Jafar's smile only grew wider from an answer he wanted. "So, does my plan work?" he asked.

Kristina turned around and took a few steps away from him, knowing her face must be redder then a tomato. "Um, I'm afraid I can't tell you that. It might alter the ending of the entire thing!"

Jafar's smile faltered a bit, but he kept it and went over to her, knowing that it was only a matter of time before he got her to talk. "Oh come now, isn't the fact that you're here change the 'ending'."

"Well, yeah….wait wait wait! Hold up! I know what you're trying to do! Nice try Jafar, but I know your tricks! Sheesh, you're my favorite character of the whole movie, so I would totally know!" She told him defiantly.

"Your favorite? Me?" he asked with a smile, knowing that this information would greatly help him in getting her to tell him everything she knew.

She flinched for a second, knowing it was completely stupid to have told a villain that you like him. Dear God I'm and IDIOT! the latina thought to herself, slapping her forehead.

Jafar took her hand like a gentleman and looked her in the eyes. "Well, if I'm your 'favorite', then I'm sure you'll only be too happy to help me."

Her face immediately went red again. She pulled her hand away from him and ran around him. "No no no! None of that!" She started to walk away but stopped herself. Kristina still had to explain herself to the Sultan, but she was sure that Jafar may do something to convince him that she was no good. With a sigh she turned around and walked up to Jafar.

"Is something wrong?" he asked sarcastically.

"Let's just cut to the chase Jafar. I need to explain myself to the Sultan, but I'm sure he obviously won't believe me because I'm sure you'll do your whole hypnotize thing to get him against me. So, let's make a deal shall we?" the teenager explained to him.

He was a bit surprised considering that was his plan B if he couldn't get her to talk. She's a good thinker. I'll have to watch out for that. he thought to himself. "What did you have in mind?"

"I'll tell you what I know. Everything that can help you, but you have to make sure that when your plan works, which with my help I'm sure it will, you have to not make me some sort of slave. And also, when I explain myself to the Sultan, which won't be the whole dimension thing since I doubt he'll believe it, you can't do anything that would go against it. Alright?" Kristina said, holding out her hand to shake on it.

Jafar thought about it for a second. Once he was convinced that the deal suited him better, he shook her hand, sealing the deal. Yes, but once I'm in control, certain things will change, girl. he thought, his smile showing his satisfaction.

As they finished the deal, a sudden sound of music played. They looked over the balcony and saw a new suitor for Jasmine. The people began singing of a 'Prince Ali' with joy and appraisal.

"Who is that?" Jafar asked, immediately taking advantage of the deal.

"Okay dude, that's Prince Ali Ababwa. He's a new suitor for Jasmine." She explained, holding back the information that the prince was really Aladdin. "Let's get going before the Sultan opens the main doors!" She said running off into the halls.

Jafar got to the doors just as the Sultan began to open them and closed the doors. But to his misfortune, to doors burst open with many people coming in, including Ali on the back of Abu, who was an elephant.

Kristina stood a ways from the door watching the whole spectacle with a smile on her face. She began to laugh hysterically when she saw Jafar push the door away from him, showing him and Iago having been smashed against the wall.

The Sultan seemed to be having the time of his life with the entire thing. He was completely won over by Prince Ali's entrance. During the show, he noticed Kristina standing right next to him. "Um excuse me Miss." He tapped her shoulder. "May I ask who you are?" he asked very politely.

"Huh? Oh! Um, sire!" she quickly said, finding the right words and giving him a generous bow.

The show ended with Jafar having pushed the performers out of the door and slamming it shut. Prince Ali stood there ready and presentable but noticed the Sultan talking to a girl. "Um, eh hem." He interrupted politely.

"Hm? Oh yes! You seem to me a fine suitor for my daughter Prince, um." The Sultan began but couldn't finish just yet.

"Ali Ababwa." The prince finished for him.

"Yes, um, I'm sorry for ignoring you there, but I was speaking with Miss…um." The Sultan said, but again couldn't finish.

"Kristina Estrada sir." She said.

"Ah, yes, well, Prince Ali, I was just talking to Miss Estrada about who she is since I haven't exactly seen here before." He said, turning back to Kristina.

"Well, sir, I shall begin to explain my self." She said courteously. "You see, I come from a land FAR FAR away from here. My home country is called…..Tayhanoe. You see, I am its…..representative so to speak. My country has heard of your suitor troubles and sent me here in hopes that I may help." She explained to him convincingly.

"Hmm, I've never heard of a land called 'Tayhanoe'." The Sultan said curiously.

"I did say it was FAR FAR away, so I'm not surprised you've never heard of it." Kristina said.

"Well, I thank you and your country for wishing to help us. Maybe having a woman talk to Jasmine about this will help." He said, turning back to Prince Ali. "But perhaps the search is over with you Prince Ali! I am delighted to see you. And this is Jafar, my royal vizier. He's delighted to see you too." He said, motioning towards Jafar.

"Ecstatic." Jafar said dryly. "I'm afraid Prince Abooboo-"

"Ababwa." Ali interrupted, the feather on his hat getting in Jafar's face.

"Whatever. You cannot just parade in here uninvited and expect to-"

"By Allah, this is quite a remarkable device." The Sultan said, referring to the magic carpet. "I don't suppose I might…"

"Why certainly your majesty, allow me." Ali said, helping the Sultan onto the carpet.

Jafar pins the carpet down with his staff. "Sire, I must advise against this."

"Oh c'mon Jafar!" Kristina said. "Learn to have some fun!" And with that she kicked the staff off of the carpet. With Iago being on top of the staff at that moment, he ended up falling down it, repeatedly hitting his beak on the way down. "Woo hoo! Ride 'em cowboy!" she said, cheering on the Sultan flying around on the carpet.

Jafar glared at her for a second, but turned his attention to Prince Ali.

"Just where did you say you were from?" Jafar asks.

"Oh, much farther than you've traveled I'm sure." Ali says with a smile.

"Try me." Jafar says with a glare.

"WATCH OUT!" Kristina yells, ducking her head.

They all managed to duck just in time before the Sultan decapitated anyone. Sadly, Carpet seemed to go after Iago, which made the bird fly away for his life. Iago managed to get out of the carpets way, but slammed right into a pillar. The Sultan came in for a landing and slid right off of the carpet. Carpet walked away dizzily and was caught by Abu.

"Woo! Way to go sire!" Kristina applauded.

"Heh, thank you my dear." He said, but then turned his attention to Ali. "This is a very impressive youth. And a prince as well!"

Jafar pulled the Sultan in close to him. "I don't trust him sire."

"Nonsense. One thing I pride myself on Jafar, I'm an excellent judge of character!" the Sultan said. "Jasmine will like this one!"

"And I'm pretty sure I'll like the princess!" Ali said with confidence.

"Your highness, no. I must intercede on Jasmine's behalf. This boy is no different then the others. What makes you think that he is worthy of the princess?" Jafar explained.

"Your Majesty, I am Prince Ali Ababwa! Just let her meet me! I will win your daughter!" the prince said.

"Whoa, hold up. Win her? Is that what you just said?" Kristina said, interrupting them. "You talk about her as if she's some sort of prize!"

"My thoughts exactly." Jasmine said, walking into the room.

They all looked at her in surprise, not knowing she was there.

"See? Now sire, do you really want a man who thinks of your daughter as an object to be her husband?" she said persuasively.

"Now hold on, I never said she was an object!" Ali said in protest.

"Well tell me how this sounds then! 'I will win your daughter!' Doesn't that sound like you think of me as an object?!" Jasmine said, glaring at him. "I am not a prize to be won!" she said, storming out of the room.

"Oh dear." The Sultan said, going after her with Ali close behind.

Jafar looked over at Kristina, who gave him a sly smile.

"Heh, looks like the plan is set." She said.

"And what plan would that be?" he asked her.

"The plan to help you out, duh!" she answered him matter-of-factly. "And with that, I shall be off to bed!" she said, walking off to find herself a room.

Jafar watched her go, not sure whether he was tricking her, or if he was being tricked himself.

TO BE CONTINUED!

A/N: Tayhanoe, actually spelled Tajano, isn't a country, but is in fact an actual thing. It's a Mexican that was born in Texas…which is a matter of fact what I am. XD