I finally tricked that horrid master of mine into setting me free. Telling him I could give him more things that he didn't need if he set me free was the best thing I ever did, I mean, if I was still prisoner I wouldn't be here in Agrabah looking around a market, instead I would be stuck in a stuffy old lamp for only Allah knows how long. Thank you devious brain o'-mine. But, since yours truly is an all powerful genie I'm not on the run, because said previous master doesn't remember having me.
Like I said, now I'm in a marketplace in the city of Agrabah just looking around when I come across a stand that sells bottles and lamps. They were magnificent! I've never seen such beautiful containers in my life, well… Mine is much nicer than these, but I needed one for just-in-case purposes. As I started to look threw them the vender comes over to me. "Ahh, I see you have a fascinations with these. Here, let me help you. What kind of lamp or bottle are you looking for Miss?"
"I'm looking for a good sized lamp or bottle that is very unique. You wouldn't happen to have something like that would you?"
"Yes, yes of course. I have just the thing," he ducked down behind the counter-thing and up just as quickly as he went down. "Here you are Miss. This is a solid gold lamp with a sapphire encrusted handle. The markings are made in the design of a beautiful Desert Lilly that was made with white gold." I looked at the amazing artistry on the lamp. I don't think I've ever seen such a marvelous lamp in all my life (and that's a really long time).
"How much is it?"
"For you, my dear, I'll give it to you for free as seeing you love it so much." I was overjoyed and surprised to hear that this magnificent lamp was given to me. I thank him and put it in my black hip back that went with my outfit.
My outfit was an emerald green sleeveless shirt that went down to my hips, a pair of puffy pants of the same color, and the traditional Arabian shoes. The black bag wasn't very big and it had a green swirl design on it, and, thanks to magic, it held more than it let on. In it I had my lamp, my decoy lamp, and a large amount of money.
I started to walk around the city when I heard someone crying, so I decided to see who it was. I round a corner in the rundown part of the large city to find a small boy around the age of ten crying rolled up a ball in front of a door. I gasp in horror to see him beat up. "Oh my! Are you alright little one?"
"No, no I'm not! My mom just died and I have nowhere to go! What am I going to do!" he was barely audible but I was able to make out what he said. I sat down beside him pulling him onto my lap while rocking him back and forth calming him down. "Don't worry. I'll help you out as much as I can. In fact, I know somewhere where you can live. Come with me." I stood up gently setting him down and whipping his tears away and held his hand.
He nodded and walked with me. "Thank you. What's your name? Mine's Aladdin."
"I'm Alima and don't you worry I'll make sure we get to the place I was telling you about safely, but you have to close your eyes." I was going to use my magic to get us there and didn't want him to know. He nodded his head and closed his eyes real tight. I snapped my fingers and in a puff of smoke we were in an abandoned building that had a giant hole in the wall that faced the palace which I manage to fix with a large cloth. It also had many pillows and such in it that I had bought days before. "Okay you can open your eyes now." He did so and almost started to cry again.
"Thank you! Oh, thank you, thank you, and thank you! You don't know how much this means to me!" I smiled gently at the boy and knelt down next to him.
"Now there's not much I can do, but I can give you a friend. His name is Abu. Now, he's very sneaky and loves to get into trouble but he's also very kind and will stay by your side." Aladdin looked at me questionably. I chuckled, "I want you to close your eyes and think of your favorite animal. Now, tell me… what's your favorite animal?"
"A monkey," he said cheerfully with his eyes still closed. 'A monkey eh? Okay. Here I go.' I swirled my hands around in a circle as a small light illuminated off of them. After the light dimmed down there was a small ball of fuzz in my hands.
"Alright, Aladdin, open your eyes and see what I've got." He did and by the look on his face he was very happy. "Aladdin, look at me. This is Abu. He'll be your friend. I want you to take good care of him for me, Okay?"
"Okay. I will."
"Now I must go," I turned to the exit. "Be careful. It's a dangerous world out there." And that was the last time I saw that little boy.
. . . 3 days later. . .
I was minding my own business when I felt a large hand on my shoulder turning me around forcefully. "Give me all your money lady and I won't kill you." Whoever the man was he was huge.
I didn't say anything I just turned around quickly and knocked him out cold like a glass of ice water. "Wow. You must come see the Sultan! He will be pleased with this." I heard from behind. "Why would I go see the Sultan? All I did was knock out a guy that was it."
"You see the Sultan has been looking for a body guard for his daughter, the princess, and you would be perfect," the, what I'm guessing, servant said.
I raised my eyebrow. "What's in it for me?" I really wanted to know, like if it was a warm bed, three full meals, you know, like living there. Hey I don't like living in that lamp of mine. I'm an all powerful being and I have to live in a lamp? I don't think so.
"You will be living at the palace, which includes three meals a day and a room to yourself." I had to think about this offer. He's a guy I've never met before just appearing after I knocked a guy out and now he wants me to go to the palace… whatever. I nodded my head and followed him there.
When we got there the Sultan was in his elephant throne looking asleep.
"Sire! Wake up!" the servant said, "I have found u a bodyguard for the princess!"
The Sultan woke with a fright and looked at us both confused for a second. "Ah yes! Thank you!"
The servant left with hast, which left me alone with the sultan. "Now my dear, what's your name?" the sultan asked. I could sense much peace within him.
"My name is Alima, sir." I said bowing in respect to the monarch.
"It is very nice to meet you, Alima," sultan continued. "Come, come my dear. Let me give you a tour of the palace." The rather short man got off his throne and started walking off; I followed him.
He, indeed, did give me a tour of the palace. I had no idea it was this large. Our last stop on this very long tour was the princess's room.
"Jasmine, are you in there darling?" The sultan knocked on the door.
"Yes father! You may come in." A small voice came.
We went in and I saw a small girl around Aladdin's age (10) sitting alone on her couch-bed-thing (let's call it a futon).
Jasmine looked up at me, "Who is this father?"
The sultan chuckled lightly, "This, my dear, is your new bodyguard, Alima."
"Hello Alima."
"Hello princess," I bowed in respect to her the same way I did her father earlier. I hear a groan of protest.
"Well I'll leave you two ladies to get acquainted." The sultan left us alone. Very awkward.
"Please don't bow to me Alima. I hate it when people do that to me! It just reminds me why I don't have any friends." She started to cry. Two kids in one week; new record.
I went up to Jasmine and pulled her into an embrace. I let her cry on my shoulder until she fell asleep.