I peered over the crowd, and I saw the very clean, very proud, very stuck-up son of a bitch, Prince Achmed parading down the streets of Agrabah like he already owned that place! I scowled, as minor characters go he was one of my least favorites.
"On his way to the palace I see." One of the gentlemen to my right said to his companion.
"Another suitor for the princess!" he didn't sound thrilled and who would be this guy is just one in a long line of rejects trying to win Jasmin! I always thought she was a wimp, but you had to respect her marrying for love standard of living! I was startled as the three children came running out from the alley nearly bowling me over. The boy ran out in front of the prince's horse startling it. The horse reared and the girl clutched her sibling to her in terror! I bit my lip, unsure of the best course of action, until the son of a bitch pulled out his whip and my vision swam red!
"Out of my way, you filthy brat", in the back of my mind it told me not to interfere but rational thought was not a factor in my decision as I pushed through the crowd and stepped right in front of the kids and caught the whip. I ripped it from his grasp, and heard Aladdin step up behind me. I glanced back to see him put his arms comfortingly around the kids and he shot an evil look at the prince.
"If I were as rich as you I could afford some manners!" he shouted at the prince! I saw the prince open his mouth to retort and I quickly spoke up!
"No Al all the money in the world couldn't give this dick head manners, I mean look it didn't even give him intelligence." Silence is what met my comment, the prince's mouth dropped, and Al quickly covered the kid's ears. Having said my piece, I chuck his whip back at him and he fumbles to catch it! Getting his courage back he glares down his abnormally large nose at me!
"Oh, I'll teach you some manners!" he jerks his head and I'm grabbed from behind by one of his guards. The prince dismounts and unsheathes his sword as he advances on me! I glanced at Al who was trying to get to me, and I shook my head mouthing for him to get the kids away! He looked torn then he nodded turning and herding the kids away! I turned my attention to Achmed who had stopped in front of me and placed the point of his sword under my chin. I glared at him unafraid! He dug the sword a little deeper into my skin and I flinched as I felt a trickle of blood flow down my neck.
"Now you listen here you little whore! No one makes a fool of prince Achmed! I would have every right here to chop your worthless little head off and leave your carcass for the buzzards! I will give you one chance to apologize and step away from this unharmed! Will you consent?" I glared but nodded my head very slightly and he removed his sword motioning for his men to let me go. Once they released me I took one step closer to the prince. He stood there proud, with his arms folded across his chest, waiting for me to kneel before him and ask his forgiveness, but I had another plan in mind! When I was within touching distance I lowered my head slightly as if embarrassed then I looked him right in the eyes and smiled wickedly, and reached my leg forward and hooked his ankle, sending the fop sprawling in the dusty streets.
I bent to whisper, "Isn't' that interesting? Gravity works on the rich and the poor. Guess you're not as high above us as you think." He glared at me as he stood, sort of limping, and walked to his horse mounting not nearly as gracefully as he dismounted.
He glared down at me, "Just you wait you little bitch, when the sultan hears of this you will be on the headsman's block! "As he rides past he kicks me into a mud puddle.
"See its far less effective when you're just copying me knocking you down!" he continued to ignore me and rode toward the palace! Suddenly Aladdin was at my side giving me a hand up and I smiled at him.
Then he turned and shouted after the fleeing prince, "Look at that Abu it's not every day you see a horse with two rear-ends!" The prince spun around on his horse to glare back at Aladdin and me.
"You are nothing but a worthless streetrat. You were both born a streetrat, you'll die a streetrat, and only your whore will mourn you!" He turned back around to ride through the gates, and I picked up a nearby rock and chucked it at him, it bounced off the back of his head with a load crack just before the gates slammed shut.
Cursing under my breath, I heard Aladdin grumble beside me, "I'm not worthless, and I don't have flees!" he was scratching behind his ear until he realized what he was doing and stopped. He sighed and gestured to me and Abu. "Come on guys lets go home!"
I looked at the star filled sky as we walked toward Aladdin's home. And I felt a little better as we started to climb the stairs. I looked over at Al and saw how depressed he was, and I put my hand on his shoulder he smiled sadly at me and stated to sing.
Riffraff,
street rats.
I don't buy that.
If only they'd look closer
Would they see a poor boy? No siree.
They'd find out, there's so much more, to me
As we climbed in through the window I couldn't help but wonder as to what else my presence here would change. I was tucking Abu in when I saw Aladdin pull the back the curtains to reveal the beautiful overlook of the city!
"Someday, things are gonna change. We'll be rich, live in a palace, and never have any problems at all." I smiled at the thought and curled up on one of the mats.
"Goodnight Aladdin."
"Goodnight Zoey."
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General Pov
The sun rose over the Sultan's chamber. As the door suddenly bursts open, and Prince Achmed storms in, missing the rear end of his pants.
"I've never been so insulted!" He shouted in outrage! The sultan scurries after him looking very concerned!
"Oh, Prince Achmed. You're not leaving so soon, are you?" Achmed never even stops walking and storms toward the door!
"Good luck marrying her off!" Achmed yells back and leaves the palace! The Sultan sighed in defeat and then turned and stormed to the garden to confront his troublesome daughter!
When he finds her, he is interrupted by Rajah, who has a piece of the prince's undershorts in his mouth. The Sultan grabs the cloth and tries to yank it out of Rajah's mouth.
"Confound it, Rajah!" Rajah unexpectedly let go and the sultan falls on his butt. After righting his hat, the sultan shakes the tattered cloth at his daughter and reprimanded, "So, this is why Prince Achmed stormed out!" Jasmine waves her hand and tries to play it off as unimportant.
"Oh, father. Rajah was just playing with him, weren't you Rajah." Rajah comes over and allows Jasmine to pet and hug him. "You were just playing with that overdressed, self-absorbed Prince Achmed, weren't you?" She hugs her tiger and laughs in the moment until she raises her eyes to her fuming father and clears her throat in embarrassment! The sultan sighed in exasperation.
"Dearest, you've got to stop rejecting every suitor that comes to call. The law says you..."
Jasmine, who had heard this speech a million times finished the end with him!
"…must be married to a prince." Jasmine only rolled her eyes in irritation. And the sultan continued undeterred!
"By your next birthday."
"The law is wrong."
"You've only got three more days."
"Father, I hate being forced into this." Jasmine walked over to the dove cage, opened it, and cuddled one of the doves. "If I do marry, I want it to be for love."
The Sultan sighed again and gently took the dove out of her hands and locked it back in the cage!
"Jasmine, it's not only this law. I'm not going to be around forever, and I just want to make sure you're taken care of, provided for."
Jasmine groans aloud and spins to face him as she walks back to the fountain in the center of the garden. "Try to understand. I've never done a thing on my own." She swirls her finger in the water of the pond, petting the fish. "I've never had any real friends." Rajah looks up at her and growls. "Except you, Rajah." Satisfied, he goes back to sleep. "I've never even been outside the palace walls."
"But Jasmine, you're a princess."
"Then maybe I don't want to be a princess anymore." She splashes the water.
The sultan practically shakes with irritation. " Oooohhh! Allah forbid you should have any daughters!" Rajah looks up for a second thinking the Sultan was talking to her and cocks her head in confusion. Jasmine goes to the dove cage and yanks open the door. The birds fly off into freedom. She watches them go arm raised, wishing she could fly away with them!
The sultan, meanwhile, was pacing before his model city. "I don't know where she gets it from. Her mother wasn't nearly so picky." A shadow falls over him and He looks up startled only to sigh in relief to see Jafar. "Ooh, oh Ah, Jafar-my most trusted advisor. I am in desperate need of your wisdom."
"My life is but to serve you, my lord." He bows in acknowledgment and the Sultan, content to have someone listen to his troubles begins to ramble on about his troubles with his daughter!
"It's this suitor business. Jasmine refuses to choose a husband. I'm at my wit's-end."
"Awk! Wit's-end," Iago parrots back. The Sultan jerks in surprise then chuckles and digs in his pocket for a cracker.
"Oh, ha ha. Have a cracker, pretty Polly!" He pulls a cracker out from his pocket. Iago looked absolutely terrified, and the Sultan stuffed it in Iago's mouth. Iago grimaces as he tries to eat it. "Your majesty certainly has a way with dumb animals." Iago glares at him. "Now then, perhaps I can divine a solution to this thorny problem."
"If anyone can help, it's you."
"Ah, but it would require the use of the mystic blue diamond."
"Uh, my ring? But it's been in the family for years."
"It is necessary to find the princess a suitor." He finally turns his staff with a cobra head towards the Sultan. The eyes still glowing as the room darkens, Jafar's voice slows down and deepens. The Sultan's eyes get a hypnotized look. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."
"Everything...will be...fine."
"The diamond."
"Here, Jafar. Whatever you need will be fine." The Sultan removes his ring and hands it to Jafar. The room returns to normal as Jafar pulls back the staff.
"You are most gracious, my liege. Now run along and play with your little toys!"
The Sultan, who was still hypnotized smiles slowly and starts to play with his model city. "Yes...that'll be...pretty good."
Jafar and Iago leave to the side hall. When they're out of the room, the parrot spits out the cracker. Making coughing and choking sounds.
"I can't take it anymore! If I gotta choke down on one more of those moldy, disgusting crackers...bam! Whack!" Iago mimes fighting the Sultan, and Jafar rolls his eyes annoyed and the parrot's antics. Jafar pulls a rope, which reveals a hidden entrance to his chambers.
"Calm yourself, Iago." The parrot either didn't hear him or just ignored the suggestion.
"Then I'd grab him around the head. Whack! Whack!"
Jafar is forced to raise his voice to be heard over the annoying bird, "Soon, I will be sultan, not that addlepated twit."
Iago grins sinisterly as an idea formed in his mind, "And then I stuff the crackers down his throat! Ha ha!"
The pair passed through a door and slammed it shut!