Disclaimer: I own neither XME or Aladin. Disney would probably send a hit man after me if I claimed to own this song . . .

A/N: Oh, my God. I wrote a Toddfic. Where am I and what have I done with me?

Ah . . . Well . . . It fits (I guess…)

One Jump

Todd was under the bleachers again, lightening football fans purses. He was so absorbed in what he was doing, however, that he failed to notice when halftime rolled around and a gang of football jocks catch him at it.

"So, one of the muties decided to prey on normal people," the jock in the middle said.

Toad froze.

"Yo, you wouldn't hit a guy wit' glasses, wouldja?" he grabbed a pair of sunglasses out of someone's pocket and shoved them on.

"Naw," Jock #2 said. "We'd hit 'im with something harder." The jocks approached, in the manner of all threats, slowly, pounding their fists.

"Great," Toad muttered. "They couldn't even come up with a better retort!" Jock #1 took a swing at him, and the mutant leaped over his head.

[Toad:]

Gotta keep
One jump ahead of the breadline
One swing ahead of the sword
I steal only what I can't afford
( That's Everything! )

One jump ahead of the lawmen
That's all, and that's no joke
These guys don't appreciate I'm broke

[Jocks:]
Riffraff! Street rat! Scoundrel! Take that!

[Toad:]

Just a little snack, guys

[Jocks:]
Rip him open, take it back, guys

[Toad:]
I can take a hint, gotta face the facts
You're my only friend, Abu!

[Jocks:]

Who?

Toad racing out from under the bleachers, pelting past the audience and using the bench the cheerleaders were as a springboard into the crowd.

[Cheerleaders:]
Oh it's sad Tolensky's hit the bottom
He's become a one-man rise in crime

[Cheerleader's Coach]
I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em

[Toad:]
Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat
Tell you all about it when I got the time!

One jump ahead of the slowpokes
One skip ahead of my doom
Next time gonna use a nom de plume
One jump ahead of the hitmen
One hit ahead of the flock
I think I'll take a stroll around the block

[Jocks:]
Stop, thief! Vandal! Outrage! Scandal!

[Toad:]
Let's not be too hasty

[Cheerleader:]
Still I think he's rather tasty

[Toad:]
Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat
Otherwise we'd get along

[Jocks:]

Wrong!

The Jocks chased him through the crowd as he ran through the audience, ignoring whether he was leaping on a person or a bench. "Watch where you're going, you freak!" one of the audience members shouted after getting jumped on. A mob of angry parents/supporters joined the small group of Jocks chasing Toad.

"Wonderful. Got my own personal little hate-group!"

[Toad:]
One jump ahead of the hoofbeats
(Mutant!)
One hop ahead of the hump
(Street rat!)
One trick ahead of disaster
(Scoundrel!)
They're quick, but I'm much faster
(Take that!)
Here goes, better throw my hand in
Wish me happy landin'
All I gotta do is JUMP...

Todd glancing behind him at the growing mob. Then he leaped over the edge of the stands and ran.