~My first review! Jasmine wasn't totally how she was in the movie, but I was trying to stick to the movie script. I mean, I know pretty much all the words to the movie (forever alone). Anyway, I'll be switching between Jasmine and Aladdin's pov so yeah. I've got three OC inserted stories coming up: Tangled, Hunchback, and Road to El Dorado. I love making those. THIS CHAPTER WILL BE SHORT AND HAVE FORCED DIALOUGUE. GET OVER IT. Instead, review and enjoy!~
Aladdin's POV
"AHH!" the princess screams as she runs from the room. She's swatting at a particular object, an object I'm familiar with- Abu.
I walk after her. "Calm down." I say, scooping Abu off her head, "It just means he likes you." I smile.
The princess scoffs and says, "Your parents did NOT raise you right at all!" She stalks off
I stifle in a laugh. "Nice going, Abu." I say and Abu bows.
I can hear her talk to my mother, Nasira, saying, "Your son needs manners!" then she tells her about what happened, and my mother glances my way, giving me the glare that looks right through you and makes you feel guilty for whatever you did, and I know I'm in trouble.
My mother is a strong woman, really. She's nice most of the time, but if you mess up, you'll get the Glare of Death and start wondering how she'll kill you.
When the princess stomps away, my mother turns and walks towards me. "Aladdin, why'd you do that again?"
"Sorry, Mom. She was too obsessed with herself anyway." I say back, and we start walking. "And she was complaining about this girl who insulted her."
"I don't care if she was obsessed with herself or just complained, you know you've got to get married in a few more days." she says.
"I'm sure I'll find someone. It'll all work out." I say.
"You've only got a few more princesses left, son. If you can't choose, I'll choose for you." my mother says, completely serious.
"You might as well get me married to Jafar." I say, and my mother looks at me in disgust. "I'm kidding."
"Don't take this so lightly. If you don't get married, our family line will stop with you." my mother tells me.
"I know, I know-"
"Then why aren't you taking it seriously?" my mother asks, stopping. "This is no laughing matter, Aladdin."
"I just... I just need a break is all. All of this is being pushed on me and I'm only- what- 18?" I say. "Maybe I could go out to the market or some-"
"No. Not at all. I am not letting you out there. There are dangerous people there." my mother says.
"You're just afraid that if I go out I'll fall in love with a thief or something like you did." I say. This actually stops my mother, because the topic of my father is the only thing that can make her fragile. He supposedly ran off after I was born, and then my mother was taken back here. I'm pretty sure it's the reason she's reserved.
She just sighs and says, "No, I'm afraid one will kidnap or kill you. Meeting your father was the biggest mistake of my life."
"So I'm a mistake?" I ask. This stops her completely. I basically just stabbed her in the heart.
"So you want a dirty thief to be your wife?" she asks.
I pause and shrug. "I don't care, just as long as she and I are in love. Love isn't a concern to me right now."
My mother laughs and says, "It's your biggest concern right now. Three more days, or I'll choose for you." she says, and walks away.
I watch her walk away and sigh. I walk back to my room and fall on my bed. She just doesn't want me to make a mistake. She left and fell in love with my father. A thief. And obviously I'm the symbol of her mistake. And she just doesn't want be to make any mistakes either.
But I should still be able to experience it.
I look at the turban on my floor and get the idea. I jump up and dress how I imagine a thief would dress- a vest, no shirt, and baggy pants. I see Abu come by and he hands me a red fez. I put in on and look back at myself in the mirror.
Abu jumps on my shoulder and I look outside. It's close to nightfall. Might as well go now.
I walk out in the garden and look up at the gates.
"Come on Abu. Let's go." I say, and climb up the gates.