Ok, peeps this is yet another fanfic that I started writing out of boredom and although it may have many little links that connect it to both P.o.P and H.o.T.T it is not directly linked to the stories, it is just something I wrote for fun so please review and let me know what you think… for a change this fic will be more about Jafar than Hades so please enjoy…

As usual I don't own any characters created by Disney I'm just borrowing them but I do own Persephone so if you wish to use her in your own fics please let me know first 'kay…

…Love Ditzy…. XXx

Jafar's Disastrous Dates

Chapter Seven:Some Daughter's Do have Them..

Persephone sighed fanning herself with the rolodex card containing the contact that the two Underworld deities had agreed would make a suitable date for Jafar.

'So, can I really trust you to set this up while I go see what damage my mother has done in my absence?' The white-skinned goddess raised an eyebrow towards her husband. The fiery god raised his brows and threw her a look of mock-hurt.

'Sephykins, babe… I can't believe ya had to even ask that..' Hades leant forward and took the card from his missus with a sigh. Persephone rolled her eyes affectionately when her husband pulled back. Ok, she wasn't giving him enough credit. After that little scene in the throne room with Jafar a few days ago, Hades had really knuckled done and started taking the whole matchmaking thing seriously…

'Alright, alright..' Persephone slid of the end of his desk where she had been perched. '-just call her, arrange a date and don't get into any funny business ok?'

'Funny business?' Hades inquired innocently and Persephone raised her brows.

'I know you too well mister..' She uttered suggestively. 'Now I've really got to go..' Persephone then bent towards her husband smiling.

'Say hi to mom for me..' Hades smirked.

'I will..' Persephone replied amused and the two began kissing. At least they were until Persephone orbed out mid-smooch causing Hades to roll his eyes with a dissatisfied grunt.

'I hate it when she does that..' He grumbled then turned towards his desk and picked up the phone. Sighing heavily Hades lifted the receiver and dialled the number, well he might as well get this over with now. The fiery god rolled his large golden orbs in disdain as the phone rang, this was going to be fun… not! Lady Trimaine was about as much fun as the dead guys floating in the Styx and her sense of humour was practically non-existent… this made her the perfect match for Jafar…

Finally, after what must have been the tenth ring Lady Trimaine picked up the receiver.

'Hello..' She sounded in a cool distant voice as this had interrupted her from her important musings.

'Lady Trimaine..' Hades' voice oozed with oily charm from the other end.. Lady Trimaine shuddered with disgust at the sound of the Lord of the Dead's tone. '-how ya doin' babe?' The stern woman rolled her eyes with disbelief, wondering what this irrational god could possibly want..

'I don't have time for pointless chit-chat Hades..' Lady Trimaine sneered, deciding that manners were wasted on this god. '-just get to the point.'

'Heh, that's what I love about you babe, no messin' about just get straight on in there..' Hades chuckled weakly and Trimaine narrowed her eyes impatiently.

'Hades…' She sounded sternly. '-for the hundredth time stop calling me 'babe'..'

'Fiiine..' Hades drawled moodily as if this was going to be a problem. '-how about doll, ya like that better?'

'No..' Lady Trimaine frowned deeply.

'Perfect..' Hades grinned widely. '-'babe' it is.. so anyway, baabe..' Hades paused to savour Lady Trimaine's irritation which was practically burning down the phone line. '-the reason I was phoning is that Jafar is looking for a date and I thought that-'

'Oh my daughter Anastasia would be perfect..' Lady Trimaine cut off the fiery god who blinked stunned and speechless, a rarity for him.

'Nuh, nuh, nuh, no…' Hades' brain suddenly kicked in and snapped his mouth into gear. '-babe, I think you've got the wrong end of the lightning bolt I meant that-'

'My daughter will be so excited, she's dreaming of meeting her prince for so long..' Lady Trimaine sounded happily and Hades suddenly burst out into laughter at the idea of Jafar as someone's dream prince.

'Heh, heh, heh… hate to break it to ya babe, but Jafar is no prince charming..' The fiery god snickered.

'I know that!' Lady Trimaine sounded harshly. 'But he's a powerful man from a solid background and my daughter needs a firm husband..' She continued thinking that her daughter really needed someone who could get her head out of the clouds.

'Whoa, whoa…' Hades sounded alarmed. '-this is just a date and I didn't mean-'

'Don't worry about a thing Hades..' Lady Trimaine sounded cheerfully. '-I'll arrange the date myself, goodbye..' Then without another word the stern woman hung up the phone.

For a long moment Hades merely sat slack-jawed in shock while the phone sat motionless in his hand… What the hell had just happened?

A few days later Jafar sighed heavily as he arrived at the fancy restaurant. This date was going to be expensive, suddenly Madame Mim's picnic date didn't seem like such an insane idea…

However curiosity was itching away at him, he wanted to know who he was being set up with now. The loopy writing on the letter telling him about the date was not Hades' writing and the fact that it hadn't been delivered by the two imps suggested that Persephone hadn't written it either. So who had sent him the note?

Jafar entered the restaurant inquisitively and, just as it had said in the letter, found the table booking had been made in his name. He was escorted to a table in the darkest gloomiest corner of the restaurant… things were definitely looking up.. A snake-like sneer twisted across Jafar's thin face as he settled down and waited for his date to arrive…

'But mother…' Anastasia whinged childishly. '-I don't want to go on a date with Jafar!'

'Don't be ridiculous,' Lady Trimaine snapped back at her daughter. '-Jafar's a fine man..'

'-but he's so old!' Anastasia sounded pouting.

'That just means he has experience child..'

'But-'

'Hold your tongue Anastasia!' Lady Trimaine sounded firmly as the chariot came to a halt. 'You need someone who will drum those pathetic visions of love out of your head, it's making you soft..' The two women then got off the coach and Lady Trimaine paid the fee.

'I still don't see why you couldn't just let Drizella go on the date with him, she actually likes Jafar..' Anastasia said thinking of her dark-haired sister who was now at home. Drizella had always had a huge crush on Jafar and was seething with jealousy at the fact her sister was getting the chance to go out with him.

'Oh stop looking for a way out of this.' Lady Trimaine sounded before giving her daughter the once over. 'Your no spring chicken Anastasia, you've got to settle for what you can get and you won't get much better than Jafar..' The red-headed Anastasia hung her head slightly at her mother's harsh words.

'Ok mother..' She sounded softly. '-I'll do it..'

'That's my girl..' Lady Trimaine beamed at her. 'now, remember Anastasia… grace and poise..' She then turned her daughter roughly towards the restaurant and the two of them walked in together…

Jafar blinked at the sight of Lady Trimaine and her red-headed daughter.

'Jafar..' Lady Trimaine sounded in a polite voice. '-it is so good to see you again.'

'I assure you Lady Trimaine, the pleasure is all mine..' Jafar sounded in an oily tone with a low bow. '-and you brought your daughter, how nice..'

Lady Trimaine laughed in amusement.

'Oh, how silly of me..' The stern woman sounded carelessly. '-Jafar, this is Anastasia… your date..'

'Hi..' Anastasia sounded smiling nervously at the former vizier who blinked in shock.

'But I thought-' Jafar sounded momentarily confused.

'That I was your date?' Lady Trimaine cackled. 'Oh heavens no.. I've had enough of men to last me a lifetime..' She smiled at him.

'I see..' Jafar sounded before turning to Lady Trimaine's daughter. 'Well then, I guess this would be for you..' He sounded holding out a single deep red rose to Anastasia who took it eagerly.

Lady Trimaine however frowned at it.

'Dispose of this thing at once Jafar..' She sounded as her daughter sniffed the rose. 'Anastasia's health is quite delicate..' Anastasia suddenly sneezed causing all the petals of the rose to blow off. '-I'm sure I mentioned it in my letter..'

'I don't recall seeing-' Jafar started.

'Quite sure..' Lady Trimaine spoke harshly. Jafar rolled his eyes but caused the rose to vanish in a puff of red smoke.

'Well then..' Lady Trimaine sounded brightly. '-I'll just leave you to get to know each other..' she then threw her daughter a look which said 'don't screw this up' and headed towards another table that wasn't too far away…

As the night slowly dragged on this was turning into the most uncomfortable date that Jafar had ever been on. Anastasia seemed nice enough, a little clumsy but she was respectful and polite… however with her stern mother watching them like a hawk Jafar just couldn't relax..

'Just ignore her..' Anastasia sounded as their dessert finally arrived and Jafar flashed Lady Trimaine another glance. '-that's what I do..' She added brightly picking up her dessert fork and getting stuck into her sticky chocolate dessert.

'Why doesn't that surprise me..' Jafar sounded in a low voice turning back to Anastasia. There was another pause as Anastasia finished off her dessert then wiped her face demurely.

'I think I'll just go freshen up..' She sounded and got up out of her seat.

Unfortunately Anastasia wasn't watching what was happening around her and bumped into a passing waiter. The large platter that the waiter had been carrying them flew up into the air as both he and Anastasia fell to the ground.

'Oh I'm so sorry..' The red-headed Trimaine sounded apologetically to the waiter as he sat up...

…Meanwhile, the large silver platter flew in the direction of a group of rodents which consisted of a few mice, one peg-legged bat and a large well-dressed rat. The group were all out celebrating Professor Rattigan's birthday..

'-here's to Rattigan, the world's greatest-' The rest of the group's toast was cut off as the large patter covered them all in muck.

'My birthday is ruined!' Rattigan screeched out after a moment of shock. 'Completely destroyed!'

'Oh shut up you filthy rat..' Lady Trimaine, who was passing at that moment sounded cruelly before disappearing off to see that her daughter was alright. Rattigan gasped out in a mixture of disbelief and shock before sinking down wounded by her words.

'Don't worry Boss..' The peg-legged bat named Fidget sounded. '-we'll get you all cleaned up..'

'No…' Rattigan sounded softly. '-it's too late now..'

'What do you mean Boss..' One of the mice piped up and Rattigan turned to him.

'Oh my dear Reginald, I'm afraid that she's gone and upset meh..' The rat sounded dramatically as his eyes then narrowed and his hand enclosed around the mouse's throat. '-and you know what happens when someone upsets meh..'

…'Anastasia!' Lady Trimaine sounded in a worried tone as she approached her daughter. 'Are you alright child?'

'I'm fine mother..' Anastasia sounded smiling at her mother.

'And you..' Lady Trimaine snarled, rounding on the waiter who flinched at her steely gaze. '-why weren't you watching were your going?'

'But she bumped into me-' The waiter barely got out before Lady Trimaine snorted.

'An unlikely story..' She glared. 'Just wait until I speak to your manager!'

In amongst the chaos Jafar had managed to pay the bill and appeared beside Anastasia who was watching her mother make a mountain out of a mole-hill.

'Well, this night has been interesting but I'm afraid I'll have to be leaving now..'

'Oh..' Anastasia sounded turning to him with a nervous smile. 'Alright… I'm uh… sorry about my mother, she's just a little over-protective..'

'Clearly..' Jafar sounded glancing over at Lady Trimaine who was now ranting at the manager about the appalling service in his restaurant. 'Well take care my dear..' Jafar sounded with a small bow to her.

'Bye Jafar..' She smiled waving him off as he vanished in a whirl of red smoke.. Anastasia could see now why her sister Drizella liked him so much but she still didn't go for that sort of thing..

Little Notes:

Hey Everybody, thank you so much for all the reviews, they always mean so much and any suggestions are welcome for ideas or dates but there are only a few left and I'm proud to say I've saved the best for last, now that Persephone is on board the real matchmaking can begin… even if it doesn't go quite according to plan…

Hope you like the little inset with Rattigan peeps, especially Disney Princess who asked me for it a little while back but I was saving it for this date because it fit so nicely...

Hope you'll tune in for the next date… what could possibly go wrong?

Take Care…

Lot's of Love… Ditzy xXx