Hello everybody and welcome to the first chapter of my new story, City of Heresy. Before we begin I have a few quick things I'd like to make clear. 1. For everyone following by other story, Ezra Tua, don't worry I have no intention of discontinuing it. As we speaking, I am attempting to work out a schedule that will allow me to work on both stories evenly. Don't worry, the next chapter of Ezra Tua should be done sometime next month, so just be patient. 2. This story is hereby dedicated to two phenomenal artists on Deviant Art. The first is AtomicTiki, whose art work inspired this story. The second is Razska, who once again was nice enough to make this lovely tittle card for me. Seriously, these guys are super talented. Check them out if you have the chance. 3. This story takes place during the animated series, which takes place between movies two and three. So if you're not a fan of the animated series or are not familiar with it then this story may not be for you. 4. Aladdin and all its characters, locations, and terms are owned by Disney. I own nothing. This is just for fun. So with all that out of the way, enjoy.
Chapter 1
Agrabah…
The Jewel of the Seven Deserts.
City of Mystery, Enchantment, and the best deals on miscellaneous magical and/or useless bric-a-brac this side of the equator.
A bustling metropolis of culture and commerce. True, it was no Atlantis or Xanadu, but hey when you live in a place called the Seven Deserts you take whatever you can get.
All joking aside, Agrabah really was a great place to live. Even if it did have its fair share of problems.
Case in point.
"SQURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKK!"
A horrible, bloodcurdling shriek rang throughout the city, rousing its citizens from their slumber and chilling them to their cores. Most elected to stay in their beds, praying that the noise that had woken them was nothing to be concerned about. However, a few of the more curious Agrabites managed to force themselves to go out into the cool night air to investigate; where they were met with a most horrifying surprise.
Flying high above the city was a monster of unimaginable size. Eyes like great bonfires. Feathers like pure silver. Talons so huge they could crush an elephant. And wings so massive the moonlight grew dim with every flap. This creature, this malevolent bird of prey, was none other than the legendary Roc of Al-Rahman, scourge of the ancient world and devourer of civilizations, and it looked like Agrabah was next on its menu.
Fortunately for the citizens far below, some else had other plans.
"SQURRRAAAAAAAAAAAAKKK!" the giant monster-bird shrieked again as it thrashed its head around; snapping wildly at what from a distance appeared to be a tiny gnat. However, if one were take a closer look, one would clearly see that target of the beast's aggression was, in fact, a man on a flying carpet.
The seemingly suicidal biped in question appeared fairly young, somewhere within his early to mid-twenties; possibly even a few years younger. Like most of the residents of Agrabah, his skin was of light caramelesque hue, while his eyes were of a somewhat darker shade. The rough-and-tumble state of his jet-black hair combined with his humble and slightly tattered state of dress gave him the air of a beggar or perhaps a common thief. However, even the most hardened of cynics would be forced to admit that, in spite of his less than impressive mien, this young man was quite handsome.
With a determined look in his eyes and a frightened monkey on his shoulder, the dashing young Street Rat, who incidentally went by the name Aladdin, clung to the front of his flying carpet for dear life as he steered it up, down, left, right, and any other direction he could in an attempt to provoke the foul beast's ire.
"Carpet, hard right!" Aladdin shouted to his 2-D companion, who immediately obeyed; allowing the bizarre trio to narrowly escape the snap of the Roc's gigantic beak. "Nice job pal, now full speed ahead!"
Heeding its riders command, the enchanted rug kicked into high gear and zoomed off toward the open desert, with the horrible monster-bird following not too far behind.
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Meanwhile, back at the Royal Palace, a rare and radiant raven-haired maiden stood out upon one of the higher balconies; leaning over the railing and staring dreamily into the distance. To look at her manner of dress, consisting mainly of a skimpy light blue two piece set with matching slippers, one might mistake her for a harem girl. But of course they would be gravely mistaken, for this ravishing beauty was in fact the Princess of Agrabah.
At her side was Rajah, her faithful tiger familiar, who was, at least in his mind, standing watch over his beloved master. Naturally she needed no such protection, not even during a crisis such as this, but she welcomed the company nonetheless. At any rate, her thoughts were not on the loyal pet beside her, but rather on the man flying toward the horizon. Even through the blackness of night and from such a great distance, her keen eyes could see every detail of the man she was to marry.
"Look at him Rajah," said the Princess as she absentmindedly scratched her faithful familiar behind the ears, much to his enjoyment. "Such courage. Such devotion. Such willingness to put his own life at risk for the sake of others."
She paused momentarily to let out a long, dreamy sigh.
"And to think he's all mine."
XXX
Back over the open desert, Aladdin, Carpet, and the monkey, whose name was Abu just in case anyone cares, were slowly losing their momentum, which was an issue because, as you may recall, they were being chased by an enormous bird of prey. Fortunately for them, they were soon joined by another member of their standard adventure party, Iago the scarlet parrot, who was ready and willing to aid them in the next phase of the operation.
"Okay, so you got Big Beak to chase you," said the tiny parrot as he flew alongside them at a surprisingly brisk pace. "Now what?"
"Don't worry Iago, I've got it all planned out." Replied the heroic Street Rat confidently. "Step 1: Lure the Roc away from the city so no innocent civilians get hurt."
"Check. So what's Step 2?"
"We keep it busy until one of us figures out a way to stop it."
"That's it? That's your brilliant plan?" asked the scarlet bird as his tone grew increasingly irate. "That's what Mr. Streetwise Hero and Future Prince of Agrabah pulled out of his endless repertoire of tricks? The Monkey could've thought of something better than that!"
From his position on Aladdin's shoulder, Abu let out a long stretch of monkey chatter directed at Iago; to which he replied with,
"Oh yeah? Well so's your mother, Fur Ball!"
Fortunately before this interspecies screaming match could escalate any further the final member of their group arrived in a puff of mystic smoke; the Semi-Phenomenal, Nearly-Cosmic, Formerly Enslaved, Genie of the Lamp.
"Good news sports fans." Said the blue jinn with his trademark energetic and playful demeanor. "I think I've found a way to baste this bird once and for all, but we'll need a decoy."
"And just where the heck are we supposed to find a decoy at this hour?" asked Iago before quickly realizing that all eyes were on him. "Oh no! No! No! No! No! You've all got that 'Let's Sacrifice the Parrot' look in your eyes. Well you can forget it! No way! Not this time! End of discussion!"
"Iago, please…" said Aladdin in an attempt to plead to his feathered comrade's better nature. "You know we wouldn't ask you to do this unless there was no other way."
"No! No decoy! Monster will eat decoy!"
"I promise I won't let that happen. Just buy us five minutes." The young hero finished before turning toward his much larger and bluer friend. "Genie, do your stuff."
"No! Wait! Let's discuss this before you…" but before the scarlet parrot could finish his plea his compatriots vanished in a puff of smoke; leaving him to face the unfathomable danger alone. "…leave me in the lurch yet again. Okay Iago focus. No need to panic. Just focus on the big picture. You distract the Roc. Al slays it. Agrabah doesn't get turned into a parking lot. Eventually Al marries the Princess. You move into the Palace and become the world's richest parrot. Everybody wins. Yeah, I can do this. I can do this. I can… where'd the moon go?"
In an instant, Iago realized that at some point during his little monologue the Roc had caught up with him and was currently in the process of swallowing him whole.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Then, with speed seldom seen in smaller birds, Iago flew out of the great raptor's mouth; just barely escaping with his tail feathers intact.
Much closer to the ground, the rest of the group rematerialized in another puff of smoke.
"Alright Genie, so what's the plan?" asked Aladdin with an awkward blend of heroic enthusiasm and concern for his absent companion.
"Okay, I've been doing some research, and I think I've found something." The blue Jinn explained as a large red book covered in a strange and possible forgotten text suddenly appeared out of thin air; already opened to the desired page. "According to The Amateur's Almanac of Ancient Ornithological Atrocities we're dealing with the legendary Roc of Al-Rahman. An ancient evil forged from the bones of ten thousand slaughtered Roc chicks by the dark sorcerer Al-Rahman in Lunar Year…"
"HURRY IT UP DOWN THERE! I AIN'T GOT ALL NIGHT!"
"SQURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKK!"
"Right, better speed-read this before the bird becomes bird chow." Said Genie before he began to quickly scan the large body of text for useful tidbits. "Let's see… impenetrable steel feathers… blah blah blah… driven mad by the death of… yadda yadda yadda… eats anything that moves… Aha! Here we go! According to this, the Roc was originally brought to life with a mystic black opal that Al-Rahman hid within its jugular. Destroy that and the birdy's finished."
Nice work Genie," said the former street thief to his mystic friend. "Just one problem. How am I supposed to get at that thing's jugular through a sheet of impenetrable steel feathers?"
"With this!" said the blue Jinn enthusiastically before zapping an extra-long scimitar into his former master's hand. "Tada!"
"A… sword?" Aladdin asked skeptically as he examined the newly materialized weapon. "I don't know Genie. Are you sure about this?"
"It's all here in black and white," replied Genie confidently as he once again referenced his big red mystic tone. "Quote. When fighting the Legendary Roc of Al-Rahman, make sure to use a really, really sharp sword. Unquote."
"I don't know about this. It sounds too easy."
"Trust me Al. One good swing is all you need. You've got my one hundred percent Genie guarantee."
"Alright, if you're sure I guess it can't hurt to try." He said with no small amount of irony. "Abu you stay with Genie. This could get ugly."
The little brown monkey let out several eeks in agreement then jumped off his partner's shoulder and into the open arms of their mutual magical friend.
"Not to worry Al. Abu's as safe with me as in a mother's arms." Said the blue Jinn before dropping said monkey flat on his face. "Well… maybe more like a distant uncle's."
Ignoring this scene, Aladdin readjusted himself on Carpet and mentally steeled himself for what was to come.
"Carpet, get me as close to the Roc's neck as you can. Let's go."
And with that said, the two jetted off into the sky and back into the fray.
Meanwhile, back in said fray, Iago was having one devil of a time keeping himself off the menu.
"SQURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKK!"
"Listen, you're angry at the world, I understand, I've been there, but this isn't the way to deal with your issues!" the scarlet bird pleaded as he feverishly flapped his tiny wings to stay out of reach of the great beast's snapping beak. "I can give you the number of this psychiatrist friend of mine! He specializes in psychopathic bird monsters! I think you two would really hit it off!"
SNAP!
"You know what? You're right! Forget the therapy! The whole thing's a scam anyway, but you still shouldn't eat me!"
SNAP!
"I'm pure gristle!"
SNAP!
"My whole family has an aftertaste!"
SNAP!
"I'm loaded with MSG!"
SNAP!
"ALADDIN!"
Just then, the terrible Roc caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of its eye. Something shiny. Something terribly shiny. So shiny in fact that it made the creature's blood boil.
"SQURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK!"
Seemingly out of nowhere, the great beast dove downward at a ninety degree angle; unintentionally swatting its previous target with its tale, sending him shooting across the sky at an unimaginable speed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Fortunately for Iago, Genie, for some reason in the form of a circa 1940's baseball catcher, suddenly appeared in his path; ready to save him.
"Come on, put one right over the plate. That's the old stuff. That's the old stuff." Said the blue jinn in his tradition cartoonish fashion, before the errant bird finally collided with his catcher's mitt. "And… safe!"
Genie quickly reverted back to his original form, then proceeded to dust-off his battered and slightly soiled compatriot.
"Nice work with the distraction little buddy. You doin' alright?"
"And the lights went out… all over the world…" Iago answered rather drunkenly before fading into unconsciousness with a dopey grin on his beak.
"I'll… take that as a maybe."
"SQURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK!"
Suddenly reminded of the imminent danger, Genie looked below to see how his friends was faring. Unfortunately things were not going as planned. Rather than fighting the monstrous raptor, Aladdin and Carpet were fleeing from it at top speed. The Roc itself was behaving strangely as well; its eyes looked positively crazed, and it was snapping its beak more wildly than before.
"Hey… what gives? Al should've made cold cuts out of that overgrown feather duster by now." The blue jinn mused to himself before summoning his big red reference book once again. "Maybe I missed something."
For several minutes, the former slave of the lamp pawed through the ancient tome, until he noticed something rather odd.
"Wait a minute… that's not a period. It's a smudge! But that means… When fighting the Legendary Roc of Al-Rahman, make sure to use a really, really sharp sword…" Genie turned the page, and what he read next made his eyes bulge to the size of yoga balls. "…only as a last resort, because shiny objects make it even more bloodthirsty. AHHHH! WHO WRITES SENTENCES LIKE THAT? AL!"
But alas the jinn's warning came too late, for Aladdin and Carpet were already within reach of the monster-bird's massive beak.
SNAP!
XXX
"Well… that was certainly unexpected." Said the Princess from her royal balcony; sounding surprisingly calm for someone who just watched their future husband get devoured by a giant bird. "Oh, how ever will Aladdin get out of this one?"
To take her reaction at face value, one might think she was almost glad to see Aladdin meet his end within the great beast's gullet, but of course this was not so. Although her tone was one of nonchalance, her words were laced with a complex cocktail of emotions; anticipation, excitement, and more than a few drops of arousal. To put it simply, the Princess only sounded calm because she knew from experience that her Prince would never allow himself to die in such a distasteful manner. So really, the question was not would Aladdin escape from the giant raptor's craw, but rather when he would do it and in what spectacular way.
"Oh~ the suspense is killing me Rajah." She said, practically purring with ecstasy as she continued to affectionately scratch her large feline familiar behind his ears. "I hope it lasts."
"Princess!" came a deep and masculine voice from somewhere in the room behind her. "Princess! Where are you?"
"Ughhhh…" she groaned in exasperation; not even bothering to turn around. "I'm on the balcony." She called out to the owner of the voice, then muttered softly to herself. "Where else would I be, you musclebound fool?"
Moments later, she was joined on the veranda by a rather large and burly man dressed in a palace guard uniform. It was Razoul, Captain of the Royal Guard and the 2nd Greatest Warrior in all of Agrabah. Though in the Princess' humble opinion he was little more than a glorified babysitter for her father, the Sultan. She had half a mind to fire him right then and there for interrupting her during what was possibly the battle's climax, but at the last minute she chose to resist such temptations; like a true princess would.
"This had better be important Razoul." She said to the Captain calmly; again without bothering to turn around. "As I recall, I gave you explicit instructions not to bother me."
"I know, your Majesty, and I'm truly sorry for disturbing you," the large man said respectfully. "But I'm afraid I have new orders now. Your father wishes for you to return to your room immediately. It is not safe out here."
"Well you can tell my father that his concern is appreciated, but completely unnecessary." The Princess replied, somewhat courteously. "He knows full well I can take care of myself. As do you."
"Yes, well, be that as it may, for the time being the Sultan's orders supersede your own. So I'm afraid you have no chose." Razoul explain, trying his best not to sound disrespectful. "Besides, from where I stand your entertainment is at an end. The Street Rat seems to have met his end."
It took Razoul less than a second to realize his faux paw and even less time to brace himself for the verbal lashing he knew was coming his way. However, much to his surprise, said lashing never came. In fact, the Princess still refused to spare him so much as a glance.
"I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand." She said finally in a calm yet slightly condescending tone. "You haven't seen what I've seen. The rules that apply to most men do not apply to my Aladdin. I have seen him stand up to monsters that would make grown men cower under their beds. I have seen him throw himself into impossible situations and come out with only a few minor wounds. I have seen him conquer foes in ways so imaginative they would baffle the greatest poets of Greece. I have seen do all this and more countless time; and all for no more reward than the satisfaction of a good deed and my favor. To put it simply Razoul, my Aladdin is much more than a mere man. He is magnificence made flesh."
"I… see." Replied the Captain of the Guard; sounding more than a little overwhelmed by the Princess' stirring monologue.
"Good, now be gone with you." She added bluntly. "And if my father asks, you couldn't find me."
"Understood, your Highness." Replied Razoul respectfully as he slowly inched his way back into the palace proper; silently thanking the heavens that he had not incurred the Princess' wrath.
"Oh, I almost forgot something."
"Yes your Majesty?"
"If you ever disrespect my fiancé by referring to him by that term ever again, unintentionally or otherwise, I will personally skin you alive and feed you to a pack of starving jackals." Said the Princess in a terrifyingly nonchalant tone. "Is that clear Razoul?"
"Tra… transparently clear… your Imminence."
"Excellent, now off with you."
Without another word Razoul obeyed and soon the Princess was alone with her familiar once more.
"Finally, I thought the pompous ass would never leave." She said to herself venomously, before her spirits were instantly lifted by something interesting in the distance. "Ooo~ something's happening~"
XXX
"SQURAAAK! AAAWWK! AAAKKK! AAAARRRKK! WAAAARRRKKKK! AAAAKK!"
The giant raptor squawked as it jerked its head around wildly; gagging and dry-heaving like some sort of deranged bulimic.
From a safe distance, Genie studied the Roc sudden change in behavior. Then, using his keen deductive reasoning and ten thousand years of experience, he came to the most logical conclusion he could.
"Al…" the blue jinn whispered under his breath. "He's still alive! And judging from the way Tweety's wigging out, I'd say he's giving that esophagus one heck of a work out. Well… I know just what to do about that!"
In the blink of an eye, the former slave of the lamp vanished in a puff of smoke, then reappeared directly behind the choking monster-bird; only now he was ten times his original size and in the form of what appeared to be a pastiche of King Kong and a Mexican Luchador.
"Alright Polly!" said Genie in a threatening yet still highly cartoonish tone. "Get ready for the most unpleasant Heimlich of your life!"
Unfortunately, before the jinn could make good on his threat, the Roc let out another gut-wrenching shriek; one so loud and raucous it actually sent said jinn flying backwards for half a mile. However, this particular shriek was less like ferocious roar and more like a howl of pain.
"SQUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRKKKKK!"
As the great raptor wailed, tiny spurts of blood sprung forth from its mouth. A few moments later the wailing stopped and the beast's bonfire eyes grew dim. Soon its eyes were reduced to nothing but hollow sockets and its shining silver feathers turned brittle and brown. Shortly after that gravity took over and the massive husk came crashing down to earth; crumbling apart as it fell.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
A great cloud of dust and sand erupted skyward as the lifeless husk collided with the ground; quickly taking the shape of a gigantic mushroom that could be seen for miles around. When at last the smoke cleared, all that remained of the once ferocious monster-bird was a collection of fossilized bones scattered across the dunes.
"Al!" called Genie after he materialized in the center of the crash site; sounding distraught and slightly irrational. "Al! Where are you? Whistle. Here Al! Come'ere boy! Whistle."
Frantically, the blue jinn zipped across the sands; tossing bone after bone aside in his desperate quest to find his missing friend. However, after countless minutes of searching, the semi-phenomenal, nearly cosmic entity broke down and began to sob.
"Oh AL!" he wailed as feel to his knees. "This is all my fault! If only I'd read that book more carefully!"
"Genie…"
"If only I'd been more observant!"
"Uh, Genie…"
"But now… now it's too late!"
"Genie, I'm standing right behind you."
"Just a minute Al. Can't you see I'm busy grieving for… AL!"
The blue jinn quickly spun around and, much to his elation, there were Aladdin and Carper; looking a bit dusty, but otherwise completely fine. Needless to say, this caused Genie's mood to do a complete 180.
"Al ol' buddy! You're alive!" he said exuberantly as he lunged forth to give his dearest friend a bone crushing bear hug. "It's a miracle! Granted it's a somewhat clichéd miracle. But I'll take it!"
"Genie… can't… breathe…" replied the young hero as he gasped for air.
Fortunately his blue friend got the message and immediately released his vicelike embrace.
"Oh, sorry about that Al." said Genie apologetically before quickly perking up again. "But I'm just so elated! The city is safe and now the whole family's back together again! This calls for a celebration!"
While the blue jinn materialized himself a party hat and a handful of noisemakers, his human compatriot decided to give a little credit where it was due.
"Well, I never could done without you Genie." Said Aladdin modestly. "I mean, I never would've known about that thing's weak spot if it weren't for that book of yours."
"Aw, shucks Al. You're making me blush."
"Hey, where are Iago and Abu?"
This question brought the blue jinn up short.
"Uh…. Well… I… you see… the thing about that is I…" Genie stammered nervously as he began to sweat profusely. "Hold that thought."
And with that said the former slave of the lamp vanished in a puff of smoke; leaving our young hero alone and quite confused.
XXX
After about ten minutes of searching, followed by another forty-five minutes of apologizing on behalf of the group's primary magical entity, our five heroes finally returned to the Palace; lighthearted and eager to share the tale of their glorious victory.
"I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HUMILIATED IN ALL MY LIFE!"
Well, mostly lighthearted anyway.
"Go to Getzistan, mom said! With your brains, you'll be running that town inside a month, she said!" Iago ranted while his friends just rolled their eyes. "No, that's too easy, I said! I need a challenge, I said! I'm going to Agrabah, where a bird can really clean up, I said! Oh, I cleaned up alright! I've cornered the market on internal lacerations and emotional scars! I swear, if the prospect of Palace life wasn't so tantalizing, I'd quite this cockamamie masochist society, fly straight for Club Nest Egg and never leave!"
"Are you about finished Iago?" asked Aladdin, who had clearly had enough of his friend's incessant pontificating.
"Yeah… I guess so." Replied the scarlet parrot; still sounding irritable and slightly winded.
"Good, cause we're here."
Upon reaching their destination, the motley band made their descent onto the balcony; where the Princess and her ferocious familiar waiting patiently to greet them.
"I knew all along you'd put on a good show for me Aladdin." She said with a playful grin. "But allowing yourself to be swallowed just so you could get at the monster's weak spot, now that… that was just…"
"Amazing? Remarkable? Unbelievable?" Aladdin listed as he dismounted his faithful flying rug; sounding equally as playful.
"Let me put it this way," the Princess replied as she began to walk toward her future husband. "Were it not for the presence of your friends, I would have you, right here on the balcony, until you begged for mercy twice."
Though her tone remained as playful as ever, the hungry look in her eyes told everyone that she was only half joking; which in turn caused everyone in the immediate vicinity to blush uncontrollably.
"Well… I, uh… I'm not sure I deserve such… high praise." The young Street Rat said; trying to sound humble while also trying to think of an appropriate response to such a suggestive remark. "Besides, I really didn't do anything all that great. Honestly it was nothing."
"NOTHING! Are you kidding me?! That was not nothing! That was the single most unbearably horrific experience of my life!" Iago yelled angrily as he flew between the two lovers to begin another rant. "It was awful! No, it was worse than awful! I'd have to win the lottery right now just so I could upgrade this night to awful! I've known lepers who've suffered less abuse in their entire lives than I have tonight! Why I've got have a mind to…"
"I thought you were very brave Iago." The Princess said casually; catching everyone, especially Iago, completely off-guard.
"Come again?"
"I mean, how many people, let alone parrots, would risk being eaten alive just to help their friends?" she asked, clearly trying to make a point rather than expecting an answer. "If you ask me that shows true courage."
"Well… I don't know about all that." Replied Iago in a much more placid tone than before; his voice dripping with false modesty. "I only did what any dashing hero in my position would do."
"So true, and such heroism deserves to be rewarded."
"I'm listening~" said the scarlet parrot, sounding much more like his usual sleazy self.
"Don't spread this around but…" the Princess began slyly. "My father has a secret Turkish bath."
"Go on~"
"It's in a hidden chamber beneath the Library. To open it you just need to hit a switch behind one of the shelves. None of the guards know about it and Father only ever uses it when he wants to show off for visiting dignitaries, so no one should bother you."
"Princess you're a saint!" exclaimed the scarlet parrot, positively bursting with elation.
"I try."
"Alrighty then! If anyone needs me, I'll be busy spoiling myself. See you in a week!" and with that said Iago zipped back into the Palace proper as fast as his little wings could carry him; in search of the luxury he so desperately craved.
Once he was well out of sight, the Princess subtly turned her gaze toward Genie and gave him quick but meaningful wink. Seemingly getting the message, the blue jinn smiled, gave her a wink back, and then turned toward the two other non-human members of their party.
"Say, Monkey-Boy, Rug-Man, what do you say we give Iago a hand with that Turkish bath? I haven't had a good schvitz in over eight hundred years."
Abu chattered in agreement and Carpet silently nodded its front end. Then without another word, the odd trio followed in their feathered friend's wake; leaving the two lovebirds almost completely alone.
"There's no Turkish bath beneath the Library." Said Aladdin in a casual yet playful tone.
"Hey, it got him to shut up didn't it?"
"You are so bad."
"Sugar, you don't know the half of it." The Princess purred seductively, before turning to her faithful familiar. "Rajah, be a dear and make sure Iago doesn't make too big a mess. Aladdin and I need a little alone time."
The tiger nodded and quickly went after the others; at long last leaving the two lovers as the sole occupants of the balcony.
"So, my handsome Prince," the Princess purred as she wrapped her delicate arms around her lover's neck. "Where were we?"
"As I recall, you were telling me how much you enjoyed the battle." Aladdin answered as he in turn wrapped his lean but muscular arms around her waist; finally closing the infernal gap between their young bodies. "You know, with your power, you could have easily stopped that monster all by yourself."
"What, and rob you of such a stunning victory?" she asked playfully. "Besides, if I start doing everything for you now, you'll look like Father before we're even married."
"You're too much, you know that." Said the young hero with an amused chuckle.
"Kiss me my darling." She said, almost pleadingly as she looked deep into her lover's eyes.
Aladdin looked back and like always he was utterly entranced by her beauty. The light emerald shade of her eyes. The sparkle off her fangs in the moonlight. The rich dark color of her fur. Even her adorable catlike ears. Absolutely everything about her drove him mad with passion.
"Anything for you Mirage." He answered, before bringing his lips to hers in what would be a long and passionate kiss.
End Notes: Confused? Good! Please leave a comment and tell me what you thought.