The Small One

Chapter 7

"Do y'all listen to sad music when you're writing or reading just so that you cry?" There's your question. Also, I'm planning on keeping this story as Umm... happy...? Yeah. Happy...

Jafar

Spartos was always cool headed and serious. It was rare to even see him smile let alone smile. The only time Jafar saw him smile was when Pisti, his crush-but don't tell anyone that- was paying attention to him. Pisti was a free spirit while Spartos was a caged spirit. They were more opposite than similar, but that fact meant that their relationship was that much more interesting to watch.

Jafar liked Spartos, even though he'd never met him. Of course, Jafar had been watching the generals by a distance, so he already knew most of their personalities; how'd you think Jafar knew about Drakon's secret? But Spartos... he was... different. Spartos never really showed his personality, and that frustrated Jafar.

That's why he was going to get to have Spartos show his personality.

Spartos

Spartos walked towards the central tower of the palace. That's where Yamuraiha would be conducting some of her weird experiments. She had asked for him to watch as she tried out some new, stupid, stuff. Spartos sighed before he heard someone call his name from down the hall behind him. "Spartos! Catch him, will ya!?" It was Sharrkan and some silver haired kid? He looked about 15. (I found out Jafar's age!! And no, it's not this age) The kid stopped right next to Spartos and hid behind him.

"Ahhh! Help me! He's chasing me!" They cried. Spartos secretly had a soft spot for kids, so he took protectively in front of the child. They seemed a little shocked by this, same by Sharrkan.

"Huh!? You're protecting him!? Come on, man, I thought you were cool!" Spartos sighed once again.

"It is not "cool" to be chasing children, Sharrkan." He answered. The kid pouted a little. They huffed and turned away from the pair.

"I'm not a fucking kid!" He yelled before running off. Oh. So he curses and he apparently doesn't like to be called a kid? Interesting. Sharrkan sighed and put his hands together. He then slapped Spartos over the top of his head.

"You made him angry! Now he's going to be a bigger pain in my ass! Thanks a lot!" Sharrkan then ran after the kid down the hall. "Hey! Come back, Jafar!" He yelled. Jafar... That's the kids name? Hmm. Spartos then turned to go to Yamuraiha tower.

Time skip: a few hours
Jafar

Jafar expected Spartos to also go running after him like Sharrkan did, but apparently he didn't. Right now, Jafar was hiding on the palace towers roof, where Sharrkan and that Yamuraiha were doing something. To be honest, he didn't really care too much about what they were doing unless it showed Spartos's personality. He followed Spartos with his eyes, studying ever move he made.

Nothing showed any difference in what he usually did. Not a single thing triggered him to get anxious, curious, sad, angry, happy and scared. Well, Jafar did notice that one time Pisti popped her head inside, Spartos's head shot up. His heart beat raised a little, but it was only for a second. Spartos was absolutely... amazing... at hiding his emotions. And this is coming from a somewhat pro-assassin.

Suddenly that pussy king, Sinbad, cam into the room. Jafar had to hide more than he did before to not be noticed. Although he was pretty sure the pussy already knew what was going on. "Yamuraiha, can I talk to Spartos for a second?" He asked. Jafar smiled to himself. Perfect opportunity to see Spartos reaction! He peeked a little into the room right as Yamuraiha leaved with a bow. That just left that pussy- well, maybe a better name would be shitty- shitty and Spartos was alone. "It's good to talk to you alone again, Spartos." Shitty said. Spartos nodded.