"Ahhhhhh! Mozenrath!" Jayde cried"We're going to be late!"
"What, Huh?" Mumbled Mozenrath as he woke up, half an hour too late.
"We have ten minutes to be there!" Jayde instructed him.
"What? Where?" Mozenrath asked, with a grin.
"Our wedding, You DOOF!" Jayde laughed as she smacked him across the head with a pillow.
Mozenrath pulled Jayde onto the bed. "Aww.. Can't we just stay here?"
"Sincerest apologies but no!" Jayde got up and half dragged Mozenrath up with her.
"No kidding Moze, We're gonna be late, with or without magic if you don't hurry." Jayde said as she zapped on her wedding dress.
"I'm not supposed to see you in that you know." Mozenrath piped up.
"You think bad luck happens to me?" Asked Jayde. "No, It doesn't. Now hurry up and get dressed."
Dropping the sheets Mozenrath dragged off the bed with him he said. "Oh I think I could just go as I am."
"Mozenrath." Jayde said coolly as she zapped herself an apple."It's a public wedding. The people of Agrabah may not appreciate that."
"Alright, Alright." Mozenrath said and he zapped himself into clothes.
"Great." Jayde replied as she tossed him the apple. "Have some brekky while I prepare the coach."
Jayde walked outside and zapped a coach because they were not staying in the palace. Aladdin didn't trust Mozenrath that much yet.
"Five minutes." Jayde called to Mozenrath.
Mozenrath ran out of the house.
"Have you got the ring?" Jayde asked.
Mozenrath ran back in the house.
Jayde boarded the coach and called out. "I'm leaving, and I don't want to leave without you!"
Mozenrath ran out of the house again.
"Here's your flowers." Mozenrath panted as he jumped up into the coach. "Someone is just as bad as me."
"Well at least I wake up on time... Nearly." Jayde replied. "I only forgot those because I was so busy getting you moving."
"So where are we going again?" Mozenrath asked as they pulled out of the driveway. "I forgot."
Jayde suppressed a giggle. "You are far too cheeky for your own good."
"There we go. Now you're smiling, This is supposed to be a happy day you know." Mozenrath said. "And I have to be cheeky, I can't be evil anymore, can I?"
"I'm marrying you." Jayde said. "I'm inheriting Agrabah. I'm beating my friends to getting married. I am happy and I have plenty of reasons to be happy. But both Princesses and Travellers get this habit of not showing emotions. And you can be evil sometimes... if you want. I like it." Jayde smile almost evilly. "Oh... So you are happy?" Mozenrath checked. "Absolutely no problems?"
Jayde laughed. "You're beginning to remind me of an old boyfriend I used to have."
"What? NO!" Mozenrath said in protest. "I'm not supposed to remind you of an old boyfriend. Nor are you supposed to be thinking about an old boyfriend."
"Yup" Jayde replied. "Man, Was he ever a loser."
"Are you calling me a loser?" Asked Mozenrath. "Because if you're calling me a loser I can just jump off this coach right..."
"Not at all." Interrupted Jayde. "I tell you, I'm not calling you a loser."
"Yes, you are." Said Mozenrath. "You said I remind you of him and then you said he was a loser."
"No, Something you said reminded me of him. He's the loser, not you." Said Jayde. "I'm not calling you a loser. I wouldnt marry a loser."
"You're not married to me yet..." Mozenrath said. "So maybe you're not meaning to."
"I am marrying you, there is no doubt about that. That is... Unless you dont want to get married?" Jayde raised an eyebrow. "You do want to marry me don't you? You don't want to back out?"
"What? Oh yes... I mean no!" Said Mozenrath. "Your questions both had opposite answers. Yes, I want to marry you. No, I don't want to back out. Yes, I want to murder the street rat."
"So you do need me as much as I need you?" Asked Jayde. "Not at the wedding dear, don't spoil the reception either."
"A sorceror doesnt need anyone " Mozenrath said. "I don't need anyone."
"Aw...." Jayde said, making a sad puppydog face. "He doesnt love me, WAAAAAAH!"
Jayde wept crocodile tears loudly and dramatically but Mozenrath didn't seem to notice these were fake.
"You started it! You called me a loser." He protested. "Oh... come on honey, don't cry."
"Did not!" Argued Jayde. "I didn't call you a loser. You took it the wrong way."
"Did so!" Said Mozenrath. "You did call me a loser, so there."
"Our first fight, How cute!" Jayde said dryly. "I wish I had brought the portrait painter."
"The portrait painter will be there at the end of the wedding." Said Mozenrath. "And this is not a fight."
"Well duh!" Said Jayde, and she pouted and looked away.
Mozenrath shuffled closer to Jayde and whispered quietly. "If it helps, I do love you and I do need you."
"Thanks." Said Jayde, giving a loud fake sniff. "I love you too."
"Are you still marrying me?"
"Yeah." Jayde sighed. "I guess. I have nothing better to do."
"Hey... Stop being cheeky." Mozenrath said.
"Okay, but you have to stop being cheeky too." Said Jayde. "We should at least be able to make it through our wedding without messing around like a couple of children."
Mozenrath drew Jayde near for a quick last kiss as their coach entered the palace. Rasoul approached from the left and addressed them.
"Welcome back to the palace your majesties." He grimaced. "I will be escorting you to the ballroom for the wedding."
"Ah, Dont be shy Rasoul. You'll make a great best man." Said Mozenrath. "And then you can help me take over the seven deserts."
Rasoul growled as he led Jayde and Mozenrath to the ballroom.
"Don't joke with me sorceror, You are not of the royal family yet and I could slit your throat from ear to ear before you had a chance to use any of your cowardly magic on me."
"But Rasoul." Jayde said, fluttering her eyelashes. "You will be the best man won't you? Mozenrath did ask you."
"Ah...Aww...Oh... Umm..." Rasoul mumbled.
"Please?" Jayde said with a smile as wide as an Australian Rules football and eyes to match.
"I never could say no to you, majesty" Replied Rasoul.
"Exactly what is going on here?" Piped up Mozenrath.
"You now have a best man who will not slit your throat from ear to ear, Like you guys are practically best buds now." Jayde said. "Hey, he could even replace Xerxes."
"No, I mean what is going on between you and Rasoul?" Answered Mozenrath, persisting.
"Rasoul is a... friend, an old friend." Jayde replied as they entered the ballroom. The size of the place silenced any further questions Mozenrath may have had and he took his place at the altar whilst Jayde duck back out to wait for her father.
A minute passed and Rasoul filled Jayde in on what had happened while she had been away travelling.
"...and so then Iago saved the day by destroying Jafar..." He droned while Jayde worried about what she was about to do.
"What will I do when my father is gone?" She thought to herself. "Admittedly I won't have to rule until then but will I be any good when the time comes? And will Mozenrath really be a good ruler? Oh well, I still have Aladdin and Jasmine to fall back on if anything goes wrong. But what will Mozenrath and I be like as a couple? I havent even known him a week but... I feel its just meant to be. And it had to be hurried for the sake of the inheritance of the throne."
Jayde was still turning these thoughts over in her head when the Sultan bustled up.
"Oh dear, Are you ready? The guests are arriving. Oh I am so proud Jayde. My eldest, getting married." He said.
"Yes papa, getting married. And I'm back too." Replied Jayde. "Back to stay as well."
"Wonderful."
****************************
Aladdin paced back and forth in Jasmine's room while Jasmine applied her make-up and prepared.
"I can't believe this!" He said.
"Relax dear," Replied Jasmine,"Everything will be fine."
"You sound like someone we both knew too much of! And how can everything be fine if Mozenrath gets the throne?!?"
"Theres nothing you can do Aladdin, My sister..." Aladdin cut her off.
"And your SISTER! How can she come parading in here like she owns the place? She abandoned it and her rights as heir when she left! And how is it that Mozenrath doesn't notice that the foul slut has been with Rasoul?"
Jasmine rose from her seat with a speed powered by rage and slapped Aladdin across the cheek.
"Dont you ever EVER EVER call my sister a slut!" She yelled. "You dont know half the story and it is not your position to judge my family you... you... street rat!"
Jasmine grabbed him by the wrist, her nails digging into his skin.
"You dont know the story so I will tell you" She hissed. "Seven years ago I was being made to marry Rasoul. Since I was not the heir it did not matter much to my father who I wed and he was of high enough ranking for a second child. My sister and I were close, so close that I wept to her behind closed doors about my troubles and my devastation at having to marry Rasoul, when all I wanted was to be free, so close that she could not bear my tears, so close that to protect me from marrying Rasoul she turned her charms on Rasoul, Determined to shame him and alleviate me of my marriage problems, or to sacrifice her freedom for mine. Do you see now? That the reason you call her a slut is because she loved me so much she was prepared to sacrifice her self for me. Unfortunately for my sister she was not able to shame Rasoul and my father simply altered his arrangements so that it would be her marrying Rasoul. My sister was mortified. She valued her freedom as much as I valued mine so her only choice was to leave. She first ensured that I would be safe, and not have to go back to marrying Rasoul by casting a destiny spell on me so I would never have to marry someone I did not want to, and then in the dead of night she escaped the guards, stole a horse and left."
Aladdin was shocked and horrified at how he had viewed Jayde before he knew this.
"I... I'm sorry" He said.
"Your apology is accepted, Aladdin." Jasmine said and her grip loosened, "Someone once told me that you should never judge someone, never ever, because people are not always as they seem and people can change."
"but... isn't she still taking you inheritance?"
Jasmines grip tightened even harder that before.
"The throne was never mine, from the day I was born I have been resigned to that fact. Things are as they should be, you should understand that." Jasmine whispered. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a wedding to attend. You can come too if you like, I shouldn't like to have to call you a street rat again."
Jasmine dropped Aladdins wrist and exited the room. Aladdin was left sitting on her bed, bewildered at what he has just learnt.
**********************
People gasped, pointed, smiled and cried as Jayde walked down the aisle, bouquet in hand. Her husband-to-be simply grinned when he caught sight of her.
The wedding was a long one and by the end Jayde was exhausted. After the reception Mozenrath and Jayde had their wedding portraits taken and boarded their coach and headed home, in a bit of a daze.
"How does it feel to be married to me Jayde?" Asked Mozenrath. "Good?" "Oh, Very tiring." Jayde replied.
"Too tired for..?" He said. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, maybe later." Jayde yawned. "I'm just happy that that is all over with."
"I love you." Said Mozenrath. "But where did you get the idea to have a wedding like that for? I've never seen one like that before."
"I love you too." Jayde replied. "Where else? My travels."
"I love you more."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not "
"Do too "
"Do not "
"Do too "
"Do not "
"Fine!"
"Awwww?" Jayde asked. "You dont love me more?"
"I do." Mozenrath said. "I love you more, then."
"Do not!"
"Ok, quit it now, we're home." Mozenrath said finally as they arrived back at the house in Agrabah they were staying in. "That's enough."
They exited the coach and Jayde zapped it out of existance behind her as they walked inside.
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"What, Huh?" Mumbled Mozenrath as he woke up, half an hour too late.
"We have ten minutes to be there!" Jayde instructed him.
"What? Where?" Mozenrath asked, with a grin.
"Our wedding, You DOOF!" Jayde laughed as she smacked him across the head with a pillow.
Mozenrath pulled Jayde onto the bed. "Aww.. Can't we just stay here?"
"Sincerest apologies but no!" Jayde got up and half dragged Mozenrath up with her.
"No kidding Moze, We're gonna be late, with or without magic if you don't hurry." Jayde said as she zapped on her wedding dress.
"I'm not supposed to see you in that you know." Mozenrath piped up.
"You think bad luck happens to me?" Asked Jayde. "No, It doesn't. Now hurry up and get dressed."
Dropping the sheets Mozenrath dragged off the bed with him he said. "Oh I think I could just go as I am."
"Mozenrath." Jayde said coolly as she zapped herself an apple."It's a public wedding. The people of Agrabah may not appreciate that."
"Alright, Alright." Mozenrath said and he zapped himself into clothes.
"Great." Jayde replied as she tossed him the apple. "Have some brekky while I prepare the coach."
Jayde walked outside and zapped a coach because they were not staying in the palace. Aladdin didn't trust Mozenrath that much yet.
"Five minutes." Jayde called to Mozenrath.
Mozenrath ran out of the house.
"Have you got the ring?" Jayde asked.
Mozenrath ran back in the house.
Jayde boarded the coach and called out. "I'm leaving, and I don't want to leave without you!"
Mozenrath ran out of the house again.
"Here's your flowers." Mozenrath panted as he jumped up into the coach. "Someone is just as bad as me."
"Well at least I wake up on time... Nearly." Jayde replied. "I only forgot those because I was so busy getting you moving."
"So where are we going again?" Mozenrath asked as they pulled out of the driveway. "I forgot."
Jayde suppressed a giggle. "You are far too cheeky for your own good."
"There we go. Now you're smiling, This is supposed to be a happy day you know." Mozenrath said. "And I have to be cheeky, I can't be evil anymore, can I?"
"I'm marrying you." Jayde said. "I'm inheriting Agrabah. I'm beating my friends to getting married. I am happy and I have plenty of reasons to be happy. But both Princesses and Travellers get this habit of not showing emotions. And you can be evil sometimes... if you want. I like it." Jayde smile almost evilly. "Oh... So you are happy?" Mozenrath checked. "Absolutely no problems?"
Jayde laughed. "You're beginning to remind me of an old boyfriend I used to have."
"What? NO!" Mozenrath said in protest. "I'm not supposed to remind you of an old boyfriend. Nor are you supposed to be thinking about an old boyfriend."
"Yup" Jayde replied. "Man, Was he ever a loser."
"Are you calling me a loser?" Asked Mozenrath. "Because if you're calling me a loser I can just jump off this coach right..."
"Not at all." Interrupted Jayde. "I tell you, I'm not calling you a loser."
"Yes, you are." Said Mozenrath. "You said I remind you of him and then you said he was a loser."
"No, Something you said reminded me of him. He's the loser, not you." Said Jayde. "I'm not calling you a loser. I wouldnt marry a loser."
"You're not married to me yet..." Mozenrath said. "So maybe you're not meaning to."
"I am marrying you, there is no doubt about that. That is... Unless you dont want to get married?" Jayde raised an eyebrow. "You do want to marry me don't you? You don't want to back out?"
"What? Oh yes... I mean no!" Said Mozenrath. "Your questions both had opposite answers. Yes, I want to marry you. No, I don't want to back out. Yes, I want to murder the street rat."
"So you do need me as much as I need you?" Asked Jayde. "Not at the wedding dear, don't spoil the reception either."
"A sorceror doesnt need anyone " Mozenrath said. "I don't need anyone."
"Aw...." Jayde said, making a sad puppydog face. "He doesnt love me, WAAAAAAH!"
Jayde wept crocodile tears loudly and dramatically but Mozenrath didn't seem to notice these were fake.
"You started it! You called me a loser." He protested. "Oh... come on honey, don't cry."
"Did not!" Argued Jayde. "I didn't call you a loser. You took it the wrong way."
"Did so!" Said Mozenrath. "You did call me a loser, so there."
"Our first fight, How cute!" Jayde said dryly. "I wish I had brought the portrait painter."
"The portrait painter will be there at the end of the wedding." Said Mozenrath. "And this is not a fight."
"Well duh!" Said Jayde, and she pouted and looked away.
Mozenrath shuffled closer to Jayde and whispered quietly. "If it helps, I do love you and I do need you."
"Thanks." Said Jayde, giving a loud fake sniff. "I love you too."
"Are you still marrying me?"
"Yeah." Jayde sighed. "I guess. I have nothing better to do."
"Hey... Stop being cheeky." Mozenrath said.
"Okay, but you have to stop being cheeky too." Said Jayde. "We should at least be able to make it through our wedding without messing around like a couple of children."
Mozenrath drew Jayde near for a quick last kiss as their coach entered the palace. Rasoul approached from the left and addressed them.
"Welcome back to the palace your majesties." He grimaced. "I will be escorting you to the ballroom for the wedding."
"Ah, Dont be shy Rasoul. You'll make a great best man." Said Mozenrath. "And then you can help me take over the seven deserts."
Rasoul growled as he led Jayde and Mozenrath to the ballroom.
"Don't joke with me sorceror, You are not of the royal family yet and I could slit your throat from ear to ear before you had a chance to use any of your cowardly magic on me."
"But Rasoul." Jayde said, fluttering her eyelashes. "You will be the best man won't you? Mozenrath did ask you."
"Ah...Aww...Oh... Umm..." Rasoul mumbled.
"Please?" Jayde said with a smile as wide as an Australian Rules football and eyes to match.
"I never could say no to you, majesty" Replied Rasoul.
"Exactly what is going on here?" Piped up Mozenrath.
"You now have a best man who will not slit your throat from ear to ear, Like you guys are practically best buds now." Jayde said. "Hey, he could even replace Xerxes."
"No, I mean what is going on between you and Rasoul?" Answered Mozenrath, persisting.
"Rasoul is a... friend, an old friend." Jayde replied as they entered the ballroom. The size of the place silenced any further questions Mozenrath may have had and he took his place at the altar whilst Jayde duck back out to wait for her father.
A minute passed and Rasoul filled Jayde in on what had happened while she had been away travelling.
"...and so then Iago saved the day by destroying Jafar..." He droned while Jayde worried about what she was about to do.
"What will I do when my father is gone?" She thought to herself. "Admittedly I won't have to rule until then but will I be any good when the time comes? And will Mozenrath really be a good ruler? Oh well, I still have Aladdin and Jasmine to fall back on if anything goes wrong. But what will Mozenrath and I be like as a couple? I havent even known him a week but... I feel its just meant to be. And it had to be hurried for the sake of the inheritance of the throne."
Jayde was still turning these thoughts over in her head when the Sultan bustled up.
"Oh dear, Are you ready? The guests are arriving. Oh I am so proud Jayde. My eldest, getting married." He said.
"Yes papa, getting married. And I'm back too." Replied Jayde. "Back to stay as well."
"Wonderful."
****************************
Aladdin paced back and forth in Jasmine's room while Jasmine applied her make-up and prepared.
"I can't believe this!" He said.
"Relax dear," Replied Jasmine,"Everything will be fine."
"You sound like someone we both knew too much of! And how can everything be fine if Mozenrath gets the throne?!?"
"Theres nothing you can do Aladdin, My sister..." Aladdin cut her off.
"And your SISTER! How can she come parading in here like she owns the place? She abandoned it and her rights as heir when she left! And how is it that Mozenrath doesn't notice that the foul slut has been with Rasoul?"
Jasmine rose from her seat with a speed powered by rage and slapped Aladdin across the cheek.
"Dont you ever EVER EVER call my sister a slut!" She yelled. "You dont know half the story and it is not your position to judge my family you... you... street rat!"
Jasmine grabbed him by the wrist, her nails digging into his skin.
"You dont know the story so I will tell you" She hissed. "Seven years ago I was being made to marry Rasoul. Since I was not the heir it did not matter much to my father who I wed and he was of high enough ranking for a second child. My sister and I were close, so close that I wept to her behind closed doors about my troubles and my devastation at having to marry Rasoul, when all I wanted was to be free, so close that she could not bear my tears, so close that to protect me from marrying Rasoul she turned her charms on Rasoul, Determined to shame him and alleviate me of my marriage problems, or to sacrifice her freedom for mine. Do you see now? That the reason you call her a slut is because she loved me so much she was prepared to sacrifice her self for me. Unfortunately for my sister she was not able to shame Rasoul and my father simply altered his arrangements so that it would be her marrying Rasoul. My sister was mortified. She valued her freedom as much as I valued mine so her only choice was to leave. She first ensured that I would be safe, and not have to go back to marrying Rasoul by casting a destiny spell on me so I would never have to marry someone I did not want to, and then in the dead of night she escaped the guards, stole a horse and left."
Aladdin was shocked and horrified at how he had viewed Jayde before he knew this.
"I... I'm sorry" He said.
"Your apology is accepted, Aladdin." Jasmine said and her grip loosened, "Someone once told me that you should never judge someone, never ever, because people are not always as they seem and people can change."
"but... isn't she still taking you inheritance?"
Jasmines grip tightened even harder that before.
"The throne was never mine, from the day I was born I have been resigned to that fact. Things are as they should be, you should understand that." Jasmine whispered. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a wedding to attend. You can come too if you like, I shouldn't like to have to call you a street rat again."
Jasmine dropped Aladdins wrist and exited the room. Aladdin was left sitting on her bed, bewildered at what he has just learnt.
**********************
People gasped, pointed, smiled and cried as Jayde walked down the aisle, bouquet in hand. Her husband-to-be simply grinned when he caught sight of her.
The wedding was a long one and by the end Jayde was exhausted. After the reception Mozenrath and Jayde had their wedding portraits taken and boarded their coach and headed home, in a bit of a daze.
"How does it feel to be married to me Jayde?" Asked Mozenrath. "Good?" "Oh, Very tiring." Jayde replied.
"Too tired for..?" He said. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, maybe later." Jayde yawned. "I'm just happy that that is all over with."
"I love you." Said Mozenrath. "But where did you get the idea to have a wedding like that for? I've never seen one like that before."
"I love you too." Jayde replied. "Where else? My travels."
"I love you more."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not "
"Do too "
"Do not "
"Do too "
"Do not "
"Fine!"
"Awwww?" Jayde asked. "You dont love me more?"
"I do." Mozenrath said. "I love you more, then."
"Do not!"
"Ok, quit it now, we're home." Mozenrath said finally as they arrived back at the house in Agrabah they were staying in. "That's enough."
They exited the coach and Jayde zapped it out of existance behind her as they walked inside.
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
