A/N I wrote a bunch of "Who. Is. Mom." Fics using different characters. I plan to write "Who is mom" series with Fullmetal Alchemist (Roy & Riza), Gintama (Gintoki & Shinpachi, Hijikata & Kondo), Free! (Makoto & Haruka), Ouran Highschool Host Club (Tamaki & Kyouya), Shingeki no Kyojin (Hanji & Levi), and finally, XxXHOLiC (Doumeki &Watanuki). Some of them had no pairings and are innocent for the sake of pure humor. The formatting may be a little bit confusing so I recommend y'all use the 1/2 mode. Enjoy Reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own MAGI ^_^
One knows when a Fanalis is upset. He/She leaves destruction in his/her wake. In the Upper West Side Palace Halls, the brick floor had a few cracks here and there plus a good amount of fist-sized holes.
In the garden beyond the damaged hall sat Morgiana, her mouth curling inwards in a pout.
Sinbad and Jafar watched Morgiana from far away after hearing about the sudden terror attack. They were both relieved it was ONLY Morgiana. Not the other Fanalis.
"Masrur did worse. I wonder what made him build a new lake." Sinbad leaned against the wall, eyes not leaving the distressed Fanalis.
"His cat died that day." Jafar replied in a calm, wind-chime voice.
"Oh."
A few moments later, Alibaba approached Morgiana, scratching his head and harboring a guilty expression. He bowed a few times to apologize and sat beside her. Even from far away, the king and his advisor saw Morgiana cringe away from him.
"What has he done this time?" Sinbad asked.
Jafar gave out a troubled sigh and his hand went to his forehead, as if remembering something bad. "He's began to become just like you. I'm surprised that you two aren't even related."
The King smiled. "This scene looks so familiar."
Alibaba sighed in utter relief and Morgiana blushed as she forgave him.
"Yes." Jafar said, feeling nostalgic when Alibaba and Morgiana bumped their fists to celebrate their renewed friendship.
They both grew silent and watched Alibaba pull the blushing Fanalis into their first lip lock.
"Hey, Mom! Look-" Sinbad chirped in excitement, only to be cut off by Jafar's weapon quickly wrapping itself around his decorated neck.
"Who. The. Fuck. Is. Mom."
Please R&R with lots of love!