Aladdin- Return of Jafar

Chapter 3

JASMINE'S POV
"When is Ali coming back, Baba?" Jasmine asked the next morning. Hamed chuckled and took another swig of his orange juice.

"He should be making his way back now."

Jasmine could hardly sit still. She was so excited for her husband to return. "What time will he arrive?"

"Either tonight or tomorrow morning, dear."

Jasmine finished her breakfast and rushed up to her bedroom. She motioned for Abu to come to her. He did, and Rajah nuzzled against her leg. She petted Rajah, and Abu sat on his head. Rajah purred as he galloped around the huge room, Abu enjoying the ride.

"I really hope Aladdin and I can go for a carpet ride when he gets back. I can't wait for Genie and Dalia to get here, too. I should probably check the market."

Jasmine went out to the market. She waved to Zulla and Sora along the way. Sora was one of Aladdin's friends that he met when he was a thief. Aladdin claimed he still was a thief, and that he practiced stealing with Abu.

"Jamal, how's the stall going?"

Jamal kneeled. "My sultan! It's going quite alright, except that street rat, Aladdin, caused more trouble."

"Street rat?" Jasmine glared at him. "Don't call him a street rat ever again!"

Jamal gulped. "Of course, my sultan." Jasmine left him there and walked around a bit more. Whoever called her husband a street rat was going to get it. So, she decided to steal some bread from Jamal's stall. She sent Abu to snag a few buns, and they ran away before Jamal could catch them.

ALADDIN'S POV
"Is this your girlfriend's house, Razoul?" Fazan teased. Razoul glared at him as he knocked on the door of the nicely built villa. The door immediately opened, revealing a pretty girl with auburn hair and light green eyes. She smiled when she saw Razoul.

"Raz! Oh my gosh!" She kissed Razoul, while Aladdin laughed at Fazan's gagging. Razoul shot them a withering glare. Amara hugged Aladdin tightly and hugged Fazan as well.

"Al! So nice to see you again! Don't ask me why I moved to Skanland. Anders is being a huge jerk. He's been sore ever since you and Jasmine got married," Amara complained. Aladdin chuckled.

"Well, Amara, we need to get back to Agrabah. You could always settle down there. Why would anyone want to live here in Skanland, where all anyone cares about is their fine architecture," Aladdin joked. Everyone snickered. Anders frowned.

"Do you want me to come with you or not, street rat?"

Aladdin cleared his throat. "Of course! Sorry."

Amara glared at Anders. "Who are you calling street rat?"

"Aladdin, of course."

"Call him that one more time and I will knock your lights out."

Anders held his hands up. "Alright, alright. Relax."

"Guys, we should get going. Fazan, got the water canteens?" Aladdin said, changing the topic. Fazan nodded and held up two large canteens. He clipped them to the satchel on his horse. Aladdin mounted his horse, and Amara put her hands on his shoulders. Fazan got on his, and Razoul reluctantly let Anders ride with him.

FOUR HOURS LATER...
"Are we there yet?" Fazan whined.

"Fazan, for the last time, no, we're not there yet. But we will be in two hours," Aladdin huffed. Amara rested her head on Aladdin's shoulder. Razoul stared at them, envy evident in his features. Anders shifted, fanning himself.