TheGreatGodzilla, I could totally see Stefan being Mals dad. I can't wait for D3!

FlatFox, you'll have to wait a little more for Carlos, he's coming up again soon.

Jay watched Mal leave with Queen Leah.

"Tough break for her" Aziz said. Jay looked at the boy next to him and nodded his agreement.

"Alright let's go." He picked up his bag and the two boys headed to the van. If you didn't know better you would think they were twins the two boys looked so much alike. Although Aziz had a shorter hair style.

Aladdin grabbed Jays bag and tossed it into the back of the minivan and the boys climbed into the back. The drive was pretty quick Jay barely noticed because he, Aziz, and Aladdin were having a lively discussion about Tourney. Aladdin finally pulled into a housing tract in Little Agrabah and then into the driveway of a large mediterranean style home.

"Aziz, why don't you show Jay his room and the two of you can get settled in, I'm going to get started on dinner. Mom will be home a little later, she had some work to take care of tonight."
Aladdin said as he headed in the house.

Jay followed Aziz into the house and tried not to stare. The place was spotless, well until he saw Aziz's room. And Carlos thought he was messy! It didn't take Jay long to unpack and head down to the kitchen, following his nose. The scents coming up were similar to what his father had cooked on the rare occasion that he actually cooked.

"That smells wonderful." A woman's voice said coming into the room and Jay spun around to see Jasmine. "Ah you must be Jay." she said and extended a hand to shake.

Jay nodded and shook her hand "Nice to meet you." he replied.

"Aziz! Dinner!" Aladdin called and set the plate of mansaf on the table for dinner.

Jay enjoyed dinner very much. The food at Auradon Prep was good, and plenty of it, but it was your standard run of the mill "Food most kids like" rather than the exoctic flavors of Agrabah. There were many dishes Jafar had talked longingly of that they just didn't have the ingredients on the isle to make and Jay was eager to try them. His father had made mansaf but it was a little different.

"What kind of meat is this?" Jay asked as he helped himself to more.

Jasmine and Aladdin exchanged glances, most people didn't really want to hear the answer to that.

"Lamb." Aladdin finally answered.

Jay was surprised "Dad always used goat. You can't get lamb on the isle"

"Jafar cooked?" Aladdin asked surprised.

Jay chuckled a little "When he wanted to, he wasn't awful at it, but it was only a couple times a year usually."

"So did you cook?" Jasmine was curious what sort of food Jay grew up eating.

"Me? No, dad wouldn't let me touch the stove. Said I'd burn the place down or something. He was probably right." Jay said in between bites. "I usually just ate whatever I could find."

Jasmine glanced at Aladdin, he'd been there, scraping by, but that had been so long ago it was difficult to realize that the boy sitting at the table with her had lived a very similar existence.

Aziz thought it was about time to change the subject, "Hey Jay, I thought tomorrow we could go for a ride. I'll show you the neighborhood. What do you think?"

"A ride?" Jay asked confused.

"Yeah, a bike ride. You can use my dad's bike until we get you one."

Jay was still confused, "What's a bike?"

"... A bicycle."

Jay shook his head and shrugged still not having any idea what that was.

"I'm guessing you've never seen one before. Or know how to ride." Aziz said, suddenly realizing how different the boy next to him was even if they could be mistaken for twins.

The next day Aziz made it his mission to teach Jay how to ride a bike. Fortunately Jay was a quick learner and his natural athleticism made it so that he was able to pick up the new skill relatively easily with only a few small scrapes.

Once Aziz was confident Jay wasn't going to fall over and break anything they were off. Aziz was planning to pass by the nearby playground but Jay stopped and stared at the kids playing.

"You've never seen a playground before have you?" Aziz asked.

Jay shook his head, he was intrigued by it but didn't necessarily feel like he missed out, in a way he was able to run and climb all over the isle as much as he wanted to (or more often had to). After watching for a bit Jay was ready to move on, if he were a little smaller like Carlos he might have considered going to check it out.

They rode on Aziz showed him the local market, "We have a grocery store a few miles away but most of the neighborhood gets their food here." they passed some food kiosks on corners, bakeries, post office, fishmonger, and butcher. Aziz asked Jay if he wanted to see where the library was, Jay raised an eyebrow at the suggestion causing Aziz to laugh "Yeah, I didn't think so. We should get back, Mom'll get cranky if we're not back for dinner, and trust me, you don't want to see her when she's cranky."

Jay didn't think Jasmine being in a bad mood could be any worse than Jafar in a bad mood but agreed to head back.

As the boys were finishing up dinner Aladdin asked if they wanted to go swimming. Aziz was quick to agree but Jay declined and asked if he could be excused. Aladdin, Jasmine, and Aziz exchanged curious looks.

"I'll go talk to him." Aladdin offered

"Aziz, do the dishes." Jasmine said before the boy could run off to change.

"Aw come on, Mom." he whined. Jasmine raised her eyebrows

"Ok ok" Aziz relented.

Aladdin smirked, when Jasmine had left the room he chided his son "You know better than that."

"Jay?" Aladdin knocked on the door to Jays room. Jay sighed, but this was only day 2 he couldn't exactly be rude.

"come in."

Aladdin sat down on the chair by the desk. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume you left so quickly because of the swimming thing?"

Jay nodded.

"Don't know how I assume."

Jay looked at his hands, how could he explain this, he just met the guy yesterday. Jay didn't open up to anyone, let alone the sworn enemy of his father, then again, if anyone could understand, it would be Aladdin.

"There's a shallow end you're more than tall enough to stand there." Aladdin offered when Jay didn't respond.

Jay didn't know that, but it still didn't solve his problem, but he didn't see another way out of it.

Jay looked at Aladdin, took a breath and pulled off his t-shirt. Aladdin was confused when the boy took off his shirt and then Jay turned around and the man gasped. Jay's back was covered with scars, some were small, other were broad and long, there were quite a few that looked like they had been stitched up. Aladdin stood up and looked at the boys back. He had been told there had been evidence of abuse but this?! It made sense Jafar's skill with a whip had been legend, it shouldn't have come as a surprise that he wouldn't have spared his son from it.

"Who stitched these up?" he decided on a less conventional approach.

"Evie." Jay responded flatly.

Aladdin had heard the girl was an expert seamstress, "She'd make an excellent surgeon." He said. "I'll be right back." and he left the room.

Jay quickly put his shirt back on and sat down on the bed putting his head in his hands. He didn't know what just got into him the only people that knew were the other VKs. Aladdin came back in "Here." He handed Jay a shirt. "It's the same fabric they make swim trunks with, but its a shirt. They're starting to become more popular to wear."

Jay smiled this would work.

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