Alibaba looked (boredly, I might add) upon the city he was currently residing in. The wind lightly blew his hair as he leaned out of the window of his enormous mansion.
Why the mansion, you ask? He was rich, so why not? What was really all that wrong with flaunting status?
He used to be a slave, but then a miracle happened. He met a blue-haired boy named Aladdin, and together the captured the dungeon of Amon. Alibaba was happy during that short time.
The only thing that bothered said blonde, was the fact that after they captured the dungeon, Aladdin and the pink-haired Fanlis they met had both disappeared.
Another thing that irritated him, was that with all his riches, it attracted the attention of unwanted souls. Otherwise known as his old master.
All that the fat man did, day in and day out, was suck up to Alibaba. It was really getting on his nerves.
Today, the fat man decided to bring him hordes of beautiful women.
"Well, well, my master!" the fat man said, rubbing his hands together in a greedy fashion. "You certainly look dashing today, as usual. And no wonder! To think you'd use your money for such a thing, you're much too kind!"
Alibaba closed his eyes, as if trying to block out the man's irritating laugh.
"Now then, this way, please!" the fat man continued. "I have taken it upon myself to prepare the finest wine and women for you!"
Alibaba turned to him. "Hey, Budel... Doesn't it embarrass you? Sucking up to me like this?"
"No, not at all."
Alibaba sighed and turned his gaze back to the window. He thought he had everything he wanted, but there was something missing.
'It's been three days, already...' He thought. 'Where the heck are you, Aladdin?'
A messenger walked into the room, interrupting his thoughts. "Lord Alibaba? You have a visitor downstairs, it's a child."
For the first time in three days, Alibaba's spirits soared! He smiled and rushed down the stairs. "Welcome home, Aladdin!"
Unfortunately, he was not met by the short, blue-haired boy, but by Morgiana. It was apparent she wanted a conversation, so they walked outside.
"Why did you use so much of the treasure you got," the pinkette began. "to set me and the other slaves free?"
Alibaba didn't have to think about it long. "Because I thought that's what he would do."
Morgiana knew whom he was talking about. "Everyone's so grateful for what you did," she closed her eyes. "And as for me? I, too, am very grateful. To you and your young, little friend."
Alibaba smiled. "So, what are you going to do from now on?"
She answer immediately. "Someday, I'll return to my homeland, because that is what my savior told me."
Alibaba tightened his hands around each other. "Your savior, huh? I better stop sitting around and make my mind up, too."Just then, they heard a commotion below them. Alibaba looked down. "What the heck..." He saw Budel had grabbed a young woman by the arm. She was fairly tall and had short, brown hair.
"Mm, yes," Beudel began. "You'll do very nicely for my Lord Alibaba."
"Excuse me?" The woman asked in a small, flustered voice. "Lord who?"
Budel started dragging her along. "Come now, and you'll soon find out."
"Hey!" a furious voice barked. "What do you think you're doing, Sir Eats-too-much?" A shorter girl with glasses and tremendously long hair came onto the scene. "Get your hands off my sister!" She slapped Budel's hand away, leaving scratch marks.
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The Unbroken Promise {A Magi Fanfiction}
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