Chapter 3

Boom! Boom! CRASH! The DeLorean appeared with a blast and skidded to a stop in Central Park. After stading still for a few moments, the door opened and Iago staggered out.

"I'm alive…" He said, looking around, and then he threw himself on the ground and cried in delight, "I'm alive!!!"

"Hey bird, watch it! I'm walkin, here!" Said a man, kicking him aside.

"Whatever." Said Iago, dusting himself off. "Now I gotta go find Jafar. Where would that asshole put himself in a city like this?"

Iago started flying up and down the busy NYC streets, amazed at how far technology had advanced since his time.

But then he realized something else…he was hungry. And if he didn't eat soon, he was gonna go crazy.

He got an idea. He flew into a corner store on 53rd Street.

"Can I help you?" The clerk asked.

"Yeah, I'd uh, like a box of Ritz crackers." Said Iago nervously.

"Yeah, they're in the back. Next to the Pepsi."

Iago flew to the back of the store and grabbed a box of Ritz crackers, and then returned to the desk.

"How you gonna pay for this, birdie?" the man asked.

"Um, well actually…" Iago stuttered.

"Are you a theif???"

"NO! But that guy is!" Said Iago, pointing. When the man turned to look, Iago got the hell outta there! Then he perched on a bench and started chowing down on the crackers.

"Just to hold me over till I get back to Agrabah." He told himself.

A guy walking past said to his buddy, "Hey Jamal, look at that! Polly's givin himself a cracker!"

"Do you mind???" Asked Iago, turning away.

"What, you dissin us, bird?" The guys asked, coming closer. "Wassup wit you? You want us to bust up your head?"

"Ummm, ummm, ummm… Please forgive me."

"You want us to forgive you, you gotta sing for us, pretty parrot."

Iago suddenly remembered a spell Jafar had taught him, so he said, "Okay, I'll sing." He floated up in front of them. "Poor unfortunate souls! In pain…In need…"

"WHO'S poor unfortunate souls?" The guy asked angrily.

"You are." Said Iago, then he disappeared. It was an illusionary copy of him! By now the REAL Iago was 3 blocks away. "Gets them every time." He chuckled.

After flying for an hour, he found no sign of Jafar. He stopped to rest on a wastebasket, and he noticed the ad in a newspaper inside.

"Come and see a collection of ancient Arabian stuff! We have clothes, armor, and equipment used by an ancient Arabian sorcerer! Come see us today! Located on Broadway and 55th Street!"

"Bingo." Whispered Iago, and he started out towards the location.

Meanwhile, back in Agrabah…

"I wonder how our feathered friend is doing?" Said Genie over a can of Mountain Dew.

"Eh ooh ah echuu eahdchuu!" Said Abu.

Genie gasped. "Abu! Who taught you that language?"

"Awaddin."

Genie gasped again. "Is that right, Al?"

"Geez, look at this!" Said Aladdin, who was playing "Aladdin" on SNES, "I want to find Capcom and shoot them! I look terrible in this!"

Genie sighed. "Oh, Al…"

Meanwhile, back in New York City…

Iago arrived at the building on the corner of 55th and Broadway and went in.

He looked around, and was amazed. It was all Jafar's stuff! His cape, his hat, his snake staff… all behind glass. And nobody was there except an old man behind the desk reading a magazine.

"Admission's free." Said the man without looking up.

"Uh, I'm looking for a guy, kinda the tall, dark, and mysterious type… he wore stuff like this…you know him?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about…" The man began, then looked up and jumped. "Iago! What are you doing here???"

"I've come to save you!"

"From what?"

"Well, I dunno… they said you really can't live in this time."

"I have no idea what you mean…" Said Jafar. "I'm getting along just fine."

"Well the author says that you gotta return to Agrabah."

Jafar sighed. "I'd love to, but you gotta find somebody to take my place here."

"OK."

Two hours later, Iago returned with an Asian-looking man with a short beard, wearing a Yankees hat.

"He said he'd LOVE to take your place here!" Said Iago happily.

Jafar eyed him over. "What's your name?"

"Osama."

"And you think you're qualified to work here? Why?"

"Because I love this country. I have big plans for this country. I will make a name for myself." The man answered.

"Ah, the ambitious type. I like that! You're hired!" Said Jafar, shaking the man's hand. "Now then, Iago, let's be off!"

About three blocks down the road Jafar suddenly asked, "Uh, how exactly do we get back?"

"There's a car that'll take us. It's a time machine." Said Iago.

When they reached the DeLorean, Jafar got behind the wheel and said, "OK, how do you work this?"

"Well, you gotta turn the time circuits on and set the destination time." Said Iago. "Then you gotta get up to 88 MPH."

Jafar set everything, but the car wouldn't start.

"No…" he whispered. He tried repeadetly to start the engine, but it wouldn't turn on! "Damn!" He zapped the steering wheel in anger, and the car started. "YES!!! This car is mine to command! To CONTROL!!!"

"Just get us the hell home and stop with the quotes." Said Iago from the back seat.

"Right. Let's go!"

Jafar stepped on the gas, and the DeLorean zoomed down the street and disappeared.

CLICK! CLICK! BOOM!!!

In a flash, the DeLorean appeared back in the marketplace, sending sheep, cattle, and the guards running for cover.

"Ah, it's good to be back!" Said Jafar, getting out of the car and stretching. "Let's go back to the palace!"

As they were walking, a voice said, "Hey buddy! I got these new hourglass rings that just came out! I'll trade one for 2 sheep?"

Jafar laughed. "Kiss my ass!"

Back at the palace…

As Jafar walked in, Genie and Aladdin were playing "Pokemon Stadium."

"Now, see, Abu? Why can't you be more like Pikachu?" Said Aladdin. Abu crossed his arms and grumbled.

"I'm back everyone!"

"Welcome back, J!" Said Genie.

"Yeah, how was your joyride?" Asked Aladdin.

"It was off da hook." Replied Jafar.

"What did you just say?"

"What? You got a problem wit that?"

"Uhhhh no…" said Genie. "Come on let's keep playing, Al."

Jafar returned to his chambers to watch "Jerry Springer, and Iago flew into the throne room.

"I believe you have crackers waiting for me?" He said to the Sultan.

THE END!!!

"Get Back" has been written by Spoonie Luv from Up Above

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