[Open] 1,001 Nights

[KingKovu44]

Simba nodded and sat back on the flying carpet, and then the group left the treasure chamber. Outside, Mufasa, Sarabi and the others had gathered. Simba displayed what he had found. Inwardly, Scar was furious. He glared at Vitani, mentally reminding himself to have a long talk with her after all of this. Simba looked at the lamp. "Well, here goes nothing," he said. Simba then proceeded to rub the lamp. Without warning, smoke began to pour out of the hole and the lamp itself began to glow and shake. To everyone’s surprise, a giant, blue genie emerged from the lamp. He shouted, and then looked at Simba. “Oy, 10,000 years will give you such a crick in the neck!” the genie exclaimed. Simba was shocked.

[Mike0908]

Zira was furious also amazed. With the powers of a genie they could have taken over much easier. Maybe there was still a way to get the lamp. After all once Simba used his 3 wishes he couldn't use it anymore.

Vitani hadn't been completely convinced about the Genie until seeing him with her own eyes. She had to get that lamp for her parents somehow. She guessed they were going to have a long talk with her tonight anyway.

She quickly turned to her parents, whispering to them.

"The murderer was the King of Thieves. He attacked us in the treasury. Kovu killed him and somehow took over as King of Thieves getting all his tricks and things." whispered Vitani.

"Kovu is the King of Thieves? How very interesting." whispered Zira.

[Nitro]

Mufasa was in awe as he beheld he Genie, but he quickly snapped out of it as Simba spoke. He turned his head so fast, a snap echoed throughout the room. "What?!" he bellowed. "The King of Thieves has returned?!"

[KingKovu44]

Simba wanted to respond to his father, but his attention was drawn back to the genie. He looked on in shock, as did everyone else, as the genie then proceeded to remove his head and spin it completely around. He then looked at Simba. “Whoa! Does it feel good to be out of there! Nice to be back, ladies and gentlemen. Hi, what’s your name,” the genie continued. “Uh…Simba,” Simba answered. Just as Simba finished speaking, a neon sign surrounded with chase lights bearing Simba’s name appeared out of nowhere. “Hello, Simba. Nice to have you on the show. Now, Master, be honest with me. Do I have lamp odor?” the genie asked. “Wait a minute, I’m your master?” Simba said. “That’s right! What would you wish of me, the ever impressive, often imitated, but never duplicated Genie of the Lamp! Right here, direct from the lamp, for your wish fulfillment enjoyment,” the genie answered. “Wishes?” Simba continued. “Three wishes to be exact. That’s it. No wishing for more wishes,” the genie stated. “So you’re just going to grant me any three wishes I want?” Simba asked. “Well, almost. You see there are a few provisos, a couple of quid pro quos,” the genie stated. “Provisos? You mean limitations? On wishes? Like what?” Simba asked. “Rule number one, I can’t kill anyone, so don’t ask,” the genie replied, cutting off his own head with his finger. Simba awaited the next response. “Rule number two: I can’t make anybody fall in love with anybody else,” the genie said, turning into an attractive lioness and hugging Simba before turning back to normal. Simba awaited the next response. “Rule number 3: I can’t bring people back from the dead. It’s not a pretty picture. I don’t like doing it,” the genie exclaimed, lying down flat, rising up and transforming into a zombie. Simba was shocked by this last bit. He began to doubt the genie was as powerful as he claimed to be. “Limitations? On wishes? I don’t know, everyone. Some all-powerful genie can’t even bring someone back from the dead,” he stated. The genie was insulted and became angry. "Excuse me? Are you looking at me? Did you rub my lamp? Did you wake me up? Did you bring me here? And all of a sudden, you're walking out on me? I don't think so, not right now. You're getting' your wishes, so sit down!" he shouted. Simba said nothing further of his doubts. “Now, Master, what will your first wish be?” the genie asked. Simba thought long and hard. “Hmm. What would you wish for, Genie?” he asked. The genie was surprised. “Wow, no one’s ever asked me that before. Well, in my case…oh, forget it,” he said. “What?” Simba asked. “Freedom,” the genie replied. “You’re a prisoner?” Simba asked. “It's all part-and-parcel, the whole genie gig. Phenomenal cosmic powers…itty bitty living space,” the genie explained. “Genie, that’s terrible,” Simba replied. “But, oh--to be free. To not have to go ‘Poof! What do you need? Poof! What do you need? Poof! What do you need?’ To be my own master, such a thing would be greater than all the power and all the treasures in all the world! But what am I talking about, here? Let's get real here. It's not gonna happen. Genie, wake up and smell the hummus,” the genie said. “Why not?” Simba asked. “The only way I get out of this is if my master wishes me out. So you can guess how many times that’s happened,” the genie replied. “I’ll do it. I’ll set you free,” Simba declared. "Yeah, right, uh-huh,” the genie said. “No, really. After I make my first two wishes, I’ll use my third one to set you free,” Simba stated, holding out his paw to shake the genie’s hand. “Well, here’s hoping,” the genie replied, shaking Simba’s paw. The genie then moved in front of Simba. “All right, let’s do it to it!” he said, transforming into Sonic the Hedgehog. Simba smiled, excited to see what happened. “Now, Master, what is it that you want most?” the genie asked. Simba thought for a moment. “You see, I’m going to court the princess of the kingdom of Fayiz. For my first wish, I would like something that would truly impress her,” he said. “What kind of thing?” the genie asked. “I don’t really know much about her, except that she’s a lioness of unimaginable beauty. Perhaps a piece of jewelry?” Simba replied. “Is that an official wish?” the genie asked. “Genie, I wish for a beautiful piece of jewelry to give the princess of Fayiz!” Simba declared, holding out his paw to receive his request. The genie gestured with his finger, and, before everyone’s eyes, an exceptionally beautiful, gold, gemstone-encrusted ring appeared in the palm of Simba’s paw. The prince stared at it, the joy in his face obvious. “Are you satisfied, Master?” the genie asked. “Indeed I am,” Simba replied. He then looked at Mufasa. "Father, I have my gift for Princess Nala," he said, showing his father the ring.

[Mike0908]

Zira looked at Scar, nervously but quickly hid it with fake amazement. They had to get that lamp. As long as Simba had he posed a great threat to their plans.

"Amazing. Any idea what you're going to use as your second wish?" asked Vitani.

[KingKovu44]

Simba chuckled. "No, I haven't really thought of that," he said. "Well, whenever you're ready, I'll be there for you," the genie told Simba. Meanwhile, Scar couldn't take it anymore. He whispered to Zira of what he was going to tell her, and then looked at Vitani. "Vitani, to our chambers, now," he ordered, his menacing features looking even more so as he spoke.

[Mike0908]

Vitani flinched at his tone.

"See you tomorrow Simba." said Vitani.

She followed her parents away and soon they were in Zira & Scar's room.

"Why didn't you try to steal the lamp? "asked Zira.

"Simba found it first. It looked like junk. I didn't know a genie was inside it. I thought they were myths. Plus Imon showed up and nearly killed Kovu and probably would have killed the rest of us." said Vitani.

[KingKovu44]

Scar sneered at his daughter. "That is no excuse, Vitani. Now we'll have to wait until we get to Fayiz in order to get hold of it!" he shouted.

[Sixshot1988]

Kovu flinched when Mufasa bellowed. He figured he might as well tell Mufasa the truth and be done with it. "Your highness. I have to confess something horrible." He said as he walked up to the Sultan. " I've been lying to you and everyone else." I was sent here by the king of Theives Imon Phire. He had me steal from simba that day we met. Those two servents he killed today weren't really my parents, they were two street rats he forced into doing his dirty work. I was tasked with stealing two things. The lamp, and this." e said, showing the golden jeweled gauntlet. " It was the final piece in the legendary theives set, the magic Items of the first king of thieves." He said to the sultan. "Imon fire said that if I helped him, he'd let me use the lamp to wish for a family of my own. But I got this thing stuck on my hand, he tried to kill me, as only my death will allow another to take it from me." Kovu explained, throwing the gauntlet off, only to have it reappear on his hand. "I killed him trying to save simba.

[Sixshot1988]

Kovu explained as he looked up at the sultan. "Then before I knewit all these things were on me, and I can't get rid of them unless I die." He said. "I'm sorry I lied to you all." He said, hanging his head in shame. Kovu was convinced that the sultan would either kill him, throw him out, or lock him away. "I don't care what you do to me, even if you exile me, or throw me in your worset dungeon or even kill me." Kovu said as he bowed on his hands and knees.