Happy (early) Valentine's Day! And Happy Chinese New Year for those that celebrate it (yours truly included)!


Normally, Judal hated Valentine's Day.

He hated the sweets.

He hated the chocolate.

He hated that there were no peaches involved.

He hated the sickly sweet atmosphere that enveloped everyone very year.

He hated-well you get the idea.

Bu this year was different. Why, you ask?

Well, let's just say, Judal plans to ruin the holiday for everyone he meets.

With a little help from Ren Hakuei (and Scheherazade). Unknowingly, of course.


Alibaba was looking forward to Valentine's Day. Why, you ask?

Well, think about it: he's not very popular, right? He gets ignored whenever it's his time to shine. He rarely gets fans. Nobody ever stops to pay attention to his poses. So, naturally, every Valentine, he gets little to no chocolates.

But this year would be different. This year, Albaba Saluja was determined to get as many chocolates as possible. His popularity had grown exponentially this year, and he had quite a lot of lady fans.

By lady fans, I mean Morgiana, Kougyoku, and Toto-all three were very close to him, and were definitely going to give him chocolate this year.

This is going to be the best Valentine's Day ever!

"Hey, Alibaba!"

Okay, that definitely wasn't a woman's voice. It didn't even sound remotely feminine! Turning around, Alibaba's yellow eyes made eye contact with Judal's red eyes. "Oh, it's you, Judal."

"Hey, why so disappointed? What were you expecting, a girl handing out love-letters?" He cackled. "Anyway, I got you a little something today-a token of my appreciation!" he held them out.

"…Judal, these are chocolates. Homemade chocalates. What, are you secretly confessing your love for me?"

"Nah, like I said, it's just a token of my appreciation. So are you going to take them or not?"

If it had been any other day, Alibaba would have noticed the hint of malice in Judal's smile and would have said no.

But it wasn't, so he said, "Sure," and took the chocolates.

"Great! Hope you enjoy them!" Judal spun around and turned to leave.

Alibaba sighed and looked at the pile of chocolates. Judal sure had given him a lot. Maybe he should try one of them. Especially sine Toto, Morgiana, and Kougyoku hadn't stopped by to give him any chocalte yet. (Maybe they were late?)

He scooped up one of the chocolates, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth. "Mm, this tastes better than I thought it would!" he swallowed. "For a moment, I thought it would taste really bad-"

GURGLE!

His stomach started gurgling all of the sudden! Alibaba bent down, doubled over in pain at his stomach's sudden crankiness. "Ugh, my stomach-! The pain-!"

He had developed a sudden urge and need to go to the bathroom right away.

He realized what just happened midway to hobbling to the bathroom.

"DAMN YOU, JUDAL!"


Sinbad walked around his room leisurely. Yes, you heard me correctly-his room.

Why wasn't he outside on this beautiful, lovely day? Because even the Lady Killer of the Seven seas wasn't stupid enough to walk outside his house only to get killed by a bunch of ladies eager to mouth feed him chocolate.

I mean, the chocolate could poisonous! (Well, it was that day, so…)

"You, stupid king!"

Sinbad spun around as Judal's head popped up from the window. The window on the third floor, mind you. (Well, he can fly, so…)

"Judal! What are you doing in my-"

"I came here to give you your Valentine gift!"

…Come again? Did Judal say what he thought he heard him say?

"Here." Judal held out a bag. Surprisingly, the bag was adorned with a ribbon.

"…" Sinbad glanced up suspiciously. "How do I know that they're not poisonous?"

"The small fry already checked." Jafar did? Well, if Jafar found them okay…Sinbad untied the bad and popped one into his mouth. He was so intent on chewing it he didn't notice Judal leaving through the window. "Huh. Not bad." He popped in three more. "Seriously, this is actually, pretty good! Judal, for once, I think you-" He paused mid-chew. "Wait, is my voice supposed to be high-pitched? And am I getting smaller? I feel off-balanced somehow…" He looked down at himself in horror.

"What? M-my chest. My CHEST!"

I think you can all guess what just happened*.

"CURSE YOU, JUDAL!"


"Brother En, I believe it is time for you to get out." Ren Koumei stood outside of his brother's office.

"Never." Kouen's reply was firm-he wasn't getting out under any circumstances.

"Our brother, Kouha is out there. Even young Hakuryuu is outside today."

"That's because they are in no danger of dying today."

"dying? By what, may I ask? Our sisters' cooking?" Koumei smirked. He knew exactly how loved Kouen was in their family and society. Which was exactly why he was hiding in his room today; as, insipid as he was, he was usually the first in the family to get chocolates (never mind the fact he never got as much as Kouha.)

"I mean to avoid a certain lady today. Lovely as she is, her cooking is horribly atrocious."

"Oh, I'm sure Hakuei's cooking isn't that bad." Koumei was positively smiling now.

The door to the office opened slightly, and Kouen's red eye glared out at Koumei. "Just because you get no chocolates every year doesn't mean that you get to look down on me, Koumei."

"Mm." Koumei refused to stop smiling. "Oh, that's right, brother En, you have a guest." He stepped aside, revealing Judal, who was grinning cheekily and waving at Kouen's door.

"Yo!"

Kouen groaned. "What do you want, Judal?"

"Whoa, what's with that tone, Kouen? Aren't we friends? To think, I even stopped by to share these homemade chocolates I got."

"…" Kouen poked his head out of the door. Wary, he asked, "Is this a trick?"

"Hey, if this was a trick, would I just hand these over to you in person? 'Course it's not a trick."

"…Fair enough."

Kouen extended his hand, his palm facing up. Judal leaned forward and dropped the bag into Kouen's palm. "Here ya go! Enjoy!"

Kouen sighed. He loosened the ribbon, opened the bag, and grabbed the smallest chocolate there was inside. Opening his mouth to put the chocolate inside, he asked:

"Who made these, incidentally?"

"Why, your cousin, Hakuei, of course."

Kouen froze in horror, his face tuning into the telltale green color-his traitorous mouth had already swallowed the chocolate. "Y-you-Hakuei's-"

He covered his mouth and ran off to search for the nearest bathroom.

Koumei walked right behind him, still smirking.


"Captain! Your sister is looking for you!"

"Tell her I'm not here!"

"Lady Scherazade is also looking for you!"

"Make up a lie!"

Muu Alexius was currently stuck in a dilemma. A life or death dilemma, to be exact.

Here's the dilemma: Muu really loves both his little sister, Myron, and his superior, Scheherazade.

But his love wasn't enough for him to stomach their extremely horrible cooking.

Now you all know what day it was. Muu knew exactly what day it was too.

It was Valentine's Day. That accursed day where girls hand chocolates to their loved ones.

Myron and Schererazade both really love Valentine's Day. In fact, they love it so much, every year, they make a ton of chocolate to hand out.

Guess who always got first taste.

"Captain! You have a present from someone."

"A present? From whom?"

"Dunno, doesn't say." Muu's underling handed him a box wrapped in red paper, complete with a bow on top. Curious, Muu took the box and cautiously unwrapped the box. He knew that the paper was an expensive high quality, and guessed what it meant.

"Chocolate from a noble woman? Well, not eating it would send a bad message."

Given that it was chocolate from a noblewoman, it obviously couldn't be homemade. Most likely, it was bought from one of those candy stores that sold things at an incredibly cheap price on Valentine's Day. So they shouldn't be any problems eating it.

With this thought in mind, Muu opened the box (ignoring the slip of paper that fell out) and took the biggest, most exquisite looking piece of chocolate there was, and bit into it. "Huh…funny, this tastes a little familiar…" His eyes then fell onto the piece of paper that slipped out of the box.

Enjoy the chocolates of Scheherazade, sucker!

Muu's stomach dropped. Then he actually dropped down onto the floor, his mouth foaming.

He fainted.

"Captain? All you all right?! Captain!"


"Ahhh, now that is what I call a lovely day!" Judal stretched his arms. "Man, that was so much fun!"

He strutted home with a cocky grin on his face. "I just need something special to wrap up this day." He paused in front of his door, having sptted something on the doormat of his house. "Oh? What's this?"

Judal picked up the package and weighed. "Huh, it's so light. Wonder what it is?" he spotted a note on top of the package, scrawled in a familiar handwriting:

To Judal: have a taste of my homemade chocaltes. From: Hakuryuu.

"Don't mind if I do!" Judal tore up the wrapping, ripped open the box, and started stuffing the chocolates into his mouth. (Hakuryuu's chocolates were that delicious.)

"Mmm, these are great! Trust Hakuryuu to make really good cho-wait am I growing taller? And is the ground floating away from me?" And did his face feel stretchy?

Judal felt up his face-it had turned strangely lumpy. No, not lumpy-puffy. His body was starting to blow up.

Judal was turning into a human balloon.

"Wh-why-how is this-what's going on?!" His landed onto the torn open box, where an additional message was scrawled on:

You really think this was from me? It's actually from my sister. Enjoy the chocolates, sucker!-Hakuryuu

"DAMN YOU, HAKURYUUUUU!"


*In case you can't tell, Hakuei's chocolates turned Sinbad into a woman.

Joke's on you, Judal; your prank backfired.

I'm thinking of maybe writing an April Fool's Day drabble. The only problem is that I don't have an idea of what to write. If you guys have an idea you want me to write about, leave it in the review.

Until next time!