𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 ━━━ ❪ 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗. ❫ ✓

𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

━━ ♔ ━━

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JASMINE TAPPED ON her balcony, humming non-existent tunes to herself while she pondered about the thief she had met in the streets today.

She couldn't get him out of her mind and Rashida hadn't woken yet so she needed someone to talk to.

"Jasmine," Dalia crept up behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder, the other hand holding a straw basket, "You've been staring into nothing all day...why is that?"

"I met someone," Jasmine could barely keep herself from smiling.

Dalia creased her eyebrows, "You went wandering outside the palace again? Who on earth did you meet?"

"He was a thief," Jasmine said.

"Yay, he must be so charming," Dalia said dryly as she folded clothes from the basket she had brought in with her.

"He really was, but the fact he was a thief distracted me from that quite a lot I have to say," Jasmine paced around the room, "Do you think he only talked to me to steal?"

"Street rats like that usually do."

Jasmine fell onto her bed, "Although for some reason, I still want to see him again."

Dalia lay next to her, "Sometimes I worry about you."

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Rashida sat up straight in her bed, scared she had a terrible nightmare yesterday where she actually decided to agree to her father's pleading and converse with her former friend, Jafar.

"Rise and shine, princess," Jafar said, Iago flapped his wings on his shoulder, flying in Rashida's face.

"Rise and shine! Get ready to bath! Smelly princess..." Iago squawked, Rashida pushed him away.

"Get lost, you dumb pigeon," Rashida spat, walking towards her bathroom.

"It truly is amazing how even though you are supposed to have the grace of a proper lady...You somehow still insist on objectifying my parrot macaw."

"It's amazing how you think you can sass talk me when your half way to being locked in a prison cell." 

She stopped on the balcony first, to look down at her elephant, Zari and threw her a banana which she caught with a toot of her trunk.

Jafar walked over, peeking over the balancing to see what was going on, "Hmm...you still have her?"

"Yes," Rashida smiled at him, "Of course I do."

"Oh," Jafar's eyebrows creased, "I thought you would have shredded her lovely white skin for clothes by now."

Rashida slapped him across the shoulder, "Idiot."

Jafar groaned at her annoyingness, "Hurry up with your royal sunrise devoirs. Then head to the morning banquet."

"Ok but I still don't know why your ordering me around," Rashida smirked, "You'll wait for me while I bath and after we'll skip food and go straight to the markets."

"The markets, why?"

"It's part of your punishment. Remember? Your not here on holiday, get out of those fancy clothes too. And..." Rashida grabbed the snake shaped staff out of his hand, "No magic."

"But, my people respect me in these. I'm not wearing rags or street casual," Jafar spat.

"You used to be a commoner, Jaffie. How hard can it be?" Rashida shooed him out the room, "Leave so I can hide this thing. Get ready! We'll leave soon!"