You're My Freedom

Morg, Flutes, and Sindria.

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Aladdin was walking back from training with Yamraiha. 'I can't wait to show Alibaba what I've learned!' he thought excitedly. It was a week since the trial of Riano. Riano's execution made many people in the city cheer for joy at the announcement. They knew what he was guilty of and it sickened other half-breeds that he was keeping one hostage.

Aladdin meanwhile had been receiving training from Yamraiha and was learning at a rapid pace. She still had him keep on his jewel though. Aladdin had also opened up to Alibaba a bit more as well. He no longer flinched and whimpered at a touch. Though he was still a little sensitive he would talk more and actually started to show his curious and mischevious personality. It excited Alibaba a great deal that he could actually talk to his servant/friend like normal people. Thankfully he also remembered to teach him sarcasm, something he liked to use when he found a new way to wake him up in the morning.

Aladdin finally came across the room to Alibaba's study. Alibaba appreciated it when he showed up and gave him a break from the head-ache inducing work that his father made him do. There was something weird in this case though. In front of the entryway was a young girl, about Alibaba's age, with magenta hair and a tan dress. Her hair was set up in two ponytails with the back of it down. She was barefoot and had anklets crisscrossing up her legs. Her arms were crossed and she had a determined look on her face. What was most interesting about her were the yellow ears that contradicted her darker hair color. He couldn't see a tail from where he was.

Aladdin looked at the new girl with intrigue. He had never seen her before, but he got the feeling she meant no harm, even with the scary look on her face. He walked up to the door. "Excuse me miss, but can I go through." he asked.

"Who are you?" she asked while stopping in front of the door handle. She glared down upon with her magenta eyes. "I'm Aladdin, Alibaba's personal servant." Aladdin said happily.

She scanned him her gaze unwavering. "You do match his description." she said, then she smiled. "Sorry. I couldn't tell it was you right off. Alibaba said you were allowed in." she said as she stepped out of the way for him to enter.

Aladdin looked back up at her. "It's alright, but who are you? I haven't seen you before." he asked.

She smiled and did a light curtsey. "I'm Morgiana. I'm Alibaba's personal guard but I was on a trip to train for a bit. I just got back yesterday. I would have greeted you sooner, but Alibaba ordered me to rest."

Aladdin looked at her. "That's alright. Hmm." he put a finger to his chin. "If I remember correctly, you're a Jolteon right?" he said remembering his lessons from Yamraiha. Morgiana nodded. "Yeah. Jolteon are known for their strong legs and ability to control electricity. I was put to guard the prince because fire and electricity go together easily. Or as Alibaba puts it. We make an explosive duo." Morgiana laughed.

Aladdin giggled as well. "I'm not suprised. Mor-gi-ana." he said trying to pronounce it. "It's kind of long. Can I call you Morg?" he asked.

Morgiana smiled. "Sure. I don't mind. You're a nice kid you know that?" she said as she ruffled his hair. Aladdin knocked her hand away. "Hey. I'm 13 thank you." he crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. Morgiana giggled. "And I'm 17. You're still a kid in my eyes."

"Dang it." Aladdin dropped his head, knowing he lost the argument. He decided to change the subject. "So how long have you been here?" he asked her.