IB: I've been watching Aladdin episodes and have been inspired by Aladdin fics, so I'm going to try and make my own episodes with my own brand of villains and nuisances. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Aladdin belongs to Disney, if I owned it, there would have been more Moze and Sadira episodes
Random facts about my episode
Takes place six months after the third movie
Al is 18, Jas is 17
Cassiem and Iago go back to Agrabah by invite of Aladdin who is celebrating a friend's birthday.
Episode: As the City Burns
Chapter 1
Blazing hot sun soiled through two strange traveler's bodies as they rode their horse, trying to get to a very important appointment. "Are we there yet, Cassiem?" asked a pooped out parrot, barely hanging onto his friends shoulder with his little talons.
Cassiem wiped sweat off his brow, he looked at his feathery friend, "Almost I think."
The bird stood up all the way, eyes narrowed, "Almost? What do you mean almost? I'm dying here!" he waved his wings in exaggeration.
Chuckling, the middle age man replied, "Patience my friend, Aladdin said to meet Genie..."
"Meet Genie?! Oh that's just perfect! Might as well tell all of Agrabah, Hey it's the King of Thieves, and the loveable greedy devilishly handsome sidekick."
Cassiem rolled his eyes at Iagos ego.
"That loud, annoying blue loser of dumb jokes, he'll give us away!" pouted the cranky parrot.
"Yes and what's more of an outrage is how he'll outweigh your big mouth."
"Yeah and hey...Very funny Cassiem, I am not amused." Iago crossed his arms and looked up in the sky arrogantly.
"For once you're right; you are by far unamusing and have given me multiple headaches this week."
He grinned, "I aim to please.
About ten miles away in the city of Agrabah a young red skin girl walked over to Faruks fruit stand, feeling famished so she took an apple and was about to take a big juicy bite when a big hand grabbed her wrist. Olive eyes stared up at the man and she retorted, "What's the big idea? I'm trying to eat here."
"No one takes from my stand!"
A passerby walked by," Sure they don't."
Faruck growled still holding tightly onto the girls' wrist, using his other hand a giant knife came down at lightning speed much to the poor child's fear when a pale hand took hold of Farucks arm saying smoothly, "Pick on somebody your own size."
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