Aladdin Abadi @diamcndinthercugh - Tumblr Blog

arabellasyrene

“Is that even your car?” Arabella asked with another laugh.

Aladdin smiled upon hearing the question. “Of course it is but if it wasn’t... you wouldn’t snitch on me, would you?”

myrandaxmcmahon

Myranda let out a sigh as she stared at the young man who clearly was not getting the hint that she just didn’t have the pity for concern over whoever this old man was that lived in this house. Especially considering the fact that if it hadn’t been because of the late fees, she would have also kicked him out due to how damaged the property was. It was falling apart just by the looks of it. She couldn’t believe someone could walk in it, let alone live in. Still, her patience was disappearing. “Mr. Abadi, I expect the money first thing tomorrow morning.” She huffed, just wanting him to drop it. “Or else by the afternoon there will be a bulldozer heading to this lot, understand?”

“Yes, absolutely - I mean, yes I understand!” Aladdin sighed with such relief, despite whatever reasons may have made the mayor change her mind. “Thank you so much, Madame Mayor. Don’t worry, I’ll have the money as soon as the sun rises!” He knew that was probably a big exaggeration however Aladdin meant it. He could turn enough cars by then and get the needed money. He just had to believe in it...

#myranda ^>^

streetratxprincess

“I never said I wasn’t appreciative.” Jazzy insisted, hearing his tone. However sighed as she let out a small smile, humored in Aladdin’s perspective of things. Even though it was dangerous look of a things and often it made Jazzy overly concerned for him. She didn’t let him know this, of course. Instead she played it causual. “I just… I rather not have to worry about you more than need be, you know?”

“You worry about me? Aw, I’m touched, Jazz.” Aladdin playfully teased however deep down, he really did appreciate the thought of Jazzy concerned about his wellbeing. It showed him how much someone did care about him, more so how much she cared about him. He cleared his throat though, more sincere as he spoke. “It’s okay though. Really, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m fine, promise.”

#aladdin <3

tuckerswest

“While that is one classic trick, do you really lose your keys that often that you need to do that?” Tucker asked, raising a brow. “Or should I be afraid you’re going to come after other peoples’ cars?”

“You know to tell you the truth I actually had lost my keys like a long time ago... About a month after I got the car. Haven’t found them since but thankfully I don’t need them.” Aladdin answered with a small shrug with a smile of disbelief. “About your other question though... Come on, man. I do really look like a thief to you?”

#tucker ^.O

gwynethpierce

“Do you really think it’s wise of you to show others how to hotwire a care?” Gwyneth commented looking to the other slightly alarmed. “This is technically illegal stuff.”

“Absolutely.” He assured her though with a smile. “After all, now you don’t have to ever use your keys again. Might save you in the long run. Besides... Illegal? That’s a pretty big word for something so small, isn’t it?”

#gwyneth :)

myrandaxmcmahon

“That may be, but then what happens the next time I have to come out here to seize the property when he can’t pay the next bill?” Myranda scoffed, unshaken, hoping that the young man was able to understand some of her decent sense. “If he can’t afford such a place like this, you need to put him in proper care. This isn’t a charity, this is a town, Mr… What was your name again?”

“It’s Aladdin, ma’am. Aladdin Abadi and there won’t ‘be a next time’. Business has just been slow after recovering from the barbeque. But, of course, it’s picking back up and I’ll have the money to you - even tomorrow if need be! Just please... One day.” Aladdin hated pleading like this to the woman however he was desperate. Stealing and selling cars wasn’t easy, you know! Especially considering how much he really did hate it...

#myranda ^>^

pietrcgcntilc

“Whoa, that’s awesome!” Pietro exclaimed and then shook his head, “No wait, that’s not meant to be awesome. That’s definitely illegal. This is your car, right?”

Hearing the excitement in the guy’s voice only to be followed with what appeared as worry, made Aladdin laugh as he smiled at the other. “Pfft, of course it is my car.” He simply assured as he patted the guy on the back. “I wouldn’t just go around and get into other people’s vehicles. That’s stealing, man.”

#pietro ^>>^#ok this for real killed me xD

arabellasyrene

“I really don’t think you should tell people you know how to do that,” Scarlett said with a laugh, “Last time I checked, hot-wiring a car was illegal.”

Aladdin let out a chuckle. “Illegal? Nonsense! I’d say I’m doing the community service. After all, you know how many people forget their keys on a regular basis?”

#arabella B)

streetratxprincess

“I’ll keep that in mind for whenever my cat decides to hide my keys again.” Jazzy chuckled, humored in her friend, Aladdin, despite the fact he literally just hot-wired her vehicle. “Or if I ever need a partner in crime. Seriously, Aladdin, do you know how illegal that can be right?” Jazzy asked, in her way adding a small compliment without the need to thank him. It wasn’t personal. Jazzy just preferred to be a hard shell… Especially when she needed any man’s help.

“It’s an honest trade that can help you survive.” He simply assured as he got out of the car to join her. “Illegal?” He chuckled the word out. “It’s only illegal if you get caught.” He held the car door open and looked at Jazzy with a smile. “You’re welcome by the way. My ‘illegal’ skill just saved you from not being late for work.”

#jazzy <3

tucker-caer

He never felt any frustration when getting lost, mostly because it was his fault, he wasn’t paying attention or he just took a wrong turn. Tucker never wanted to make it seem like someone was the problem. At the approach of the stranger he smiled in returned and ran a hand through his hair. “Looking for something. A place. A certain little corner store. Apparently they sell a certain brand of treats that the pigs have come to love. “ He always told more then what was needed, never sure why but it always seemed that he wanted to give everyone the facts straight up.

“Pigs? As in the animals that are pink and oink? You a farmer or something?” Aladdin was taken back a bit by the guy’s description. Not many in Talle owned pigs, at least as far as Aladdin knew. Still, if it was pig treats this guy was after, it could be found. Otherwise someone gave him false news. “Well, I don’t know about pig treats but I do know a place that sells various odds and ends of everything - the guy who owns it, he’s kind of weird. Might have what you are looking for. I can show there if you liked.”

#tucker :D

“And then you just give it a quick zap with both of the green and red wires and then... Start!” As he spoke the car suddenly started with just a trick of Aladdin’s special touch. He looked at the other with a chuckle and a smile. “You see? You’ll never need to find your keys again if you remember that.”

#cbhqstarter #so yeah alice got into aladdin lately :P #meet this snazzy boi!

phoebexfeather

“Between you and me: you want to know what is probably the best part of being a maid? Trying on some of the fancy lady clothes and jewels! It makes me feel like well… a princess!”

diamcndinthercugh

“You have time to put the jewelry and clothes on, yet you don’t just steal it?” Aladdin asked, his eyes wide upon hearing the confession. “Either you must be a really good honest person or you just love your job cleaning up after people. I’m going to say it’s the latter though, right?”

#phoebe :V

tucker-caer

Tucker was never the best at directions. He usually got lost quite easily but always has the attitude to be able to figure himself out. Even if it took a moment. He turned his head back and forth, wondering where he went wrong and thought about retracing his steps. The confused looked on his face was one of genuine sincerity though as boyish features twisted softly as he thought about where he was.

diamcndinthercugh

Aladdin couldn’t help but watch at the gas station as the stranger continued to walk back and forth, look side to side, yet not wanting to trouble anyone. All these were signs of the classic and awkward “lost of directions”. Still, awkward was one of the things Aladdin knew the feeling too well. He had to help. Without much thinking else, he approached the stranger with a smile. “Looking for something or someone?”

#tucker :D

myrandaxmcmahon

“Listen, as I said already: the deal is closed!” Myranda bellowed into the megaphone at the poor person who just wasn’t getting it through their head yet. She handed it back to her assistant next to her as she continued to lecture the person. “The town tried to warn you yet you refused to pay the money. Therefore, your property has been foreclosed. If you wish to continue this talk when you are not making a fool of yourself outside in public, you can set up an appointment with my assistant to meet up with me sometime.”

diamcndinthercugh

“Wait, wait, wait, please, Madame Mayor.” Aladdin still, despite noticing the irritation in the mayor’s voice, insisted, pleading. “You don’t understand. The man who lives in this house - he ain’t well. He doesn’t know how to take care of himself, let alone provide the money for the rent. So, I help him. Please, I’m not asking for the debt to absolved, but if you would just give me a few more days, I’ll have the money. I promise. And I never break my promises.”