Life was good. Life was great.

Jafar sat on his throne with a eagle feather quill and a large scroll. He looked back over at the goals he had achieved over the last few months and smiled.

1. Get the lamp and become Sultan.

2. Become all-powerful-sorcerer.

3. Trick the street rat and enslave him.

Now with the street rat, the trick was very simple. He knew he would come back to try and save the Princess brat even if Jafar did send him to the end of the earth. So he put up traps and waited for the dumb boy to fall for them. Aladdin was stuck in a dungeon now.

4. Get rid of that stupid monkey and that carpet of his.

The monkey always seemed to be getting the street rat out of trouble. And the carpet simply annoyed him. Jafar didn't trust his guards to be able to kill the monkey so he did it himself. Right in front of Aladdin actually. See what happens when you mess with my plans, boy? The carpet was too nice to burn so he piled a lot of heavy statues on it so it couldn't move.

5. Become immortal.

As soon as Jafar's 3rd wish had been granted, that mopey genie had been teleported back to the Cave of Wonders. Don't have to worry about him anymore.

6. Take advantage of the street rat.

He was such a pretty boy. The Princess brat was always going, "I am a woman not an object," and it frustrated him so much he gave up on her. But the boy, he was a different story. Ever since that monkey got cut up, his spirit broke. His eyes became big and empty and he got skinnier, and skinnier. He still kicked up a good fight whenever Jafar came to visit him but that just made it more fun.

The sorceress had slowly realised with the help of Iago that once the boy totally gave up hope, he might stop fighting Jafar and therefore making Jafar's visits less then satisfactory. So after some planning Jafar had Iago sit nearby the dungeon and imitate the monkey's voice. Aladdin would look up and his eyes would light up for a few seconds and it would give the boy some hope to carry on through the week. It was truly marvellous to see.

Jafar had a few more things to cross off his list. One was thinking what to do with the Sultan. The old fool had choked on a cracker the week before. Iago getting too enthusiastic of course. He wasn't quite sure what to do with the body. Maybe he could taunt the Princess brat with it. Yes he liked that idea. Jafar wrote that down on his scroll.

I mean he certainly couldn't leave the body down there in the dungeon with Aladdin any longer. That would lead to rats and he didn't want his little toy to die of some disease rats had given him.

Also he needed a way to make Iago immortal as well. Sure the parrot was infuriating but he couldn't have him die. He'd have to work on something with that. Maybe find another lamp.

He had a bit of work to do. But life was good. Very good.