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Roll Call!
If you’re on hiatus don’t worry about this too much, however, we’re planning on updating our character list and if you do not reblog this you will be taken down.
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- Mickey Mouse
Aladdin (1992) - Favourite Scenes
JASMIN
ALADDIN
By SpicyStewedDemon
AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse
Almas kept her grip on the man’s hand as they scurried off for their escape, taking a turn into down empty alleyway and into the bottom floor of a vacant home. Her chest heaved a little as she allowed herself to catch her breath; they hadn’t been running for too long compared to what she did almost every day, but she wasn’t used to having someone tagging along.
“Huh, what I did back there? It was nothing,” she answered, waving a hand. “You have to be pretty quick on your feet as well as quick witted around people like that guy, heh.” She had to grin, seeing how handsome her companion looked as he laughed at the situation. “And I gotta say, you did pretty well, ‘brother’.” Her grin grew even wider at the nickname then let out a laugh herself. “That doctor line with the camel? That- That was classic.”
Abu rushed in with an arm full of apples and dripping jewelry before running behind Almas and peeking out a window to check if the coast was clear. The little monkey slouched up against the wall with a sigh of relief once he was sure everything was all right. Almas only shook her head at her friend. It was only then that she realized that she was still holding the guy’s hand, which made her pull away all of a sudden, using the excuse to pocket a few of Abu’s apples so he wouldn’t be so burdened by it.
“Had any breakfast by the way?” She asked, pulling out a small pouch from her pocket and flicking up a coin.
As she spoke, Jasim noticed she was still holding on to his hand, which he realized he didn't seem to mind. Her hand was small but strong in his and was somewhat comforting.
"Why thank you sis, I do what I can." He laughed with her, rolling his free hand above his head and bending his neck in an imitation of a ridiculous bow. It was at this moment the little monkey ran in bursting with stolen items. The prince wasn't sure how he felt about this, but this girl had just saved his life, so who was he to judge? It was also at this time that she dropped his hand and he noticed how long they had been holding them. His cheeks flushed a little at the thought, but he shook it off. He knew he never had to return to the palace, but old rules and traditions are hard to forget. Though, it was strange, this new feeling of freedom, he really could do anything he wanted to. What a strange idea, it was so new to the royal he hardly knew where to begin. Perhaps this girl could show him a thing or two about the city.
"Huh?" Jasim had been lost in thought, but when his stomach rumbled, rather loudly, he shrugged, a little bashful. "No, I, uh, I guess I haven't."
AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse
Jasim stayed on the ground mumbling anything that would come to his head to the monkey. “You are wise and graceful dear Sultana, you lead Agrabah with serenity and mercy! Please, if I could only have a few coins?” Peeking up, he saw the strange girl conversing with the seller and smiled. She was like no one he’d ever met before, so smart and quick witted. Noticing her attention back on him, he quickly bend his head back down, doing his best to keep up the act.
He felt small hands on him, helping him off the ground. Strong too... As he stood, he kept a dazed look on his face as the girl led him off to see the “doctor.” Seeing a camel, he couldn’t help but continue the farce. Pausing, he tilted his head and looked the creature straight on, ”Well hello doctor, how are you?”
It sort of surprised her how easily it was for her to push the guy away, but she continued to keep up the act as they headed in the other direction. Almas stole another glance over he shoulder at the vendor, who seemed to be shooting daggers with his glare as he continued to hold the apple.
Her “brother” stopped all of a sudden, catching her off guard as she almost ran into him. As the guy started speaking to the camel in her path, she blinked a few times in surprise as he droned off in a dazed voice, calling the animal the doctor she had just mentioned. It took her a lot of effort to not die on the spot out of laughter; instead she gritted her teeth to hold back the grin and forced out into his ear as she pushed him forward, “No, no, no. Not that one.” She looked away for a moment at Abu and motioned with her head, “Come on, Sultana.”
The monkey noted the call and continued to play his part as well, giving a grand bow before exalting. Unfortunately, all of his spoils of apples, coins, and jewelry that he managed to stuff into his vest spilled out onto the street, causing him to shriek in horror about all his hard work gone to waste. This caused everyone to look, including the apple seller who had returned his attention back to his cart for a moment. Almas quickly grabbed her companion’s hand to lead him away as she heard the familiar voice of the vendor calling, “Come back here, you little thieves!”
The prince let the girl lead him away from the scene, doing his best not to break character. He really was enjoying this ruse and thought his companion to be quite unlike any girl he'd ever met. He turned when the girl addressed the monkey and gulped when he saw the start of another disaster. Before he could react, the girl grabbed his hand and began running away from the scene.
Jasim could help but laugh at the situation, how had he even gotten here? It was almost too much and when they rounded the corner, he had to stop running to double over and laugh.
Wiping a tear from his eye the young man spoke to his rescuer. "I mean, did you see his face?! I thought he was going to explode right on the spot!" It was at this point that Jasim looked up and really saw the girl before him. She was quite stunning, her brown eyes working with her mouth to create a mischievous look that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her tan face. He admired the way the red scarf wrapped gracefully around her head, framed her strong features. This girl was really something. Shaking his head, Jasim stood, composing himself. "That was definitely an adventure I was not expecting. Where did you learn to defend yourself like that?"
the Royal garden - close up by *selinmarsou
AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse
Jasim was about to respond to the girl, when the vendor interrupted their escape. Couldn’t they catch a break from this man? He watched as the girls face changed completely, her eyes forlorn as she looked over at Jasim. Bro-Ahh. He was all ready to play along with her games when she called him crazy. He started, taken aback at her brash comment. One look at the doubting apple seller halted his tongue, though he managed to shoot the girl a quick glare before the angry man swung the girl around.
The prince gulped, he didn’t like where this was going. Quickly he threw the sword to the side, out of anyone’s reach. His ears perked back up when the girls voice carried over the hulking form of the apple seller. “-the monkey is the Sultana.”
With a quick look, he spotted a small monkey among the people that had gathered to watch the spectacle. Getting the hint, Jasim threw himself on the ground, prostrate before the monkey. “Oh wise Sultana, how may I serve you?” Apparently, the monkey knew how to play along as well as he stood up straight and made high pitched squeaking noises (which Jasim had to admit, did sound quite like his mother).
The moment her so-called “brother” was basically groveling at Abu’s paws, Almas had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing, knowing that the vendor would probably look away from the two any moment. Whoever this guy was was extremely clever and she was grateful that he was able to play it off so well.
She took a second to herself to recompose somber appearance as she put her arm around the vendor again. “Tragic isn’t it?” She asked as she nimbly took an apple from the cart with her foot then passed it off to her free hand, tossing it in front of the seller’s face. “But! No harm done.” With the man distracted with catching the fruit, Almas leaned down to help the stranger up to his feet and started leading him away. “Now come along, brother dear. Time to go see the doctor!”
Jasim stayed on the gound mumbling anything that would come to his head to the monkey. "You are wise and graceful dear Sultana, you lead Agrabah with serenity and mercy! Please, if I could only have a few coins?" Peeking up, he saw the strange girl conversing with the seller and smiled. She was like no one he'd ever met before, so smart and quick witted. Noticing her attention back on him, he quickly bend his head back down, doing his best to keep up the act.
He felt small hands on him, helping him off the ground. Strong too... As he stood, he kept a dazed look on his face as the girl led him off to see the "doctor." Seeing a camel, he couldn't help but continue the farce. Pausing, he tilted his head and looked the creature straight on, "Well hello doctor, how are you?"
AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse
Jasim jumped back when a young woman jumped between him and the apple seller. His heart was pounding from the excitement of it all and he could hardly comprehend why this girl was shoving the large sword into his hands. Quickly, he hid it behind his back, hoping the seller wouldn’t try to use it again. In a quick moment she whirled around and glared at him as well, scolding him. His eyes widened at her, she was rather lovely, in her fierceness and bravery. Looking all over? For me?
“What are you doing?” He whispered to the girl, as she guided him away from the scene. Jasim couldn’t help the small smile of admiration at her quick thinking that formed on his face. This was definitely not how he was expecting his day to turn out.
“Just play along,” Almas whispered back, hoping that saving his life would give the guy enough reason to trust her. She stole a quick look over her shoulder to see if the apple seller was following them.
Behind them, the vendor looked down at his hands, still in a state of shock over how quickly the situation changed and his sword disappeared. The large man’s bushy brows furrowed and he leaned forward to glare at the two suspiciously the moment he came to his senses. Before they could get away, he stepped forward and put a large meaty hand on Alams’s shoulder. “Do you… know this man?”
For a moment, she pursed her lips then slapped a solemn expression as she turned toward the vendor. He was hunched over enough for her to put an arm around his shoulder while her other hand was on her chest, accentuating the concerned look on her face. “Sadly yes. He’s my brother.” She then leaned in a little closer; unfortunately a little too close as she could smell his rancid breath. Ignoring that, she dropped her voice to harsh whisper, “He’s a little crazy.”
The vendor on the other hand didn’t seem to be buying the story as he grabbed her shirt and swung her away. “He said he knew the Sultana!”
Out of the corner of her eye, Alams spotted Abu pick-pocketting a poor unfortunate soul a few feet away. She pushed the mans hands off of her with a bit of a struggle then motioned to the small primate. “He thinks the monkey is the Sultana.” Abu heard the m-word, sensing attention was being brought to him and froze a moment before pretending he wasn’t just stealing something and letting out a squeak of confusion.
Jasim was about to respond to the girl, when the vendor interrupted their escape. Couldn't they catch a break from this man? He watched as the girls face changed completely, her eyes forlorn as she looked over at Jasim. Bro-Ahh. He was all ready to play along with her games when she called him crazy. He started, taken aback at her brash comment. One look at the doubting apple seller halted his tongue, though he managed to shoot the girl a quick glare before the angry man swung the girl around.
The prince gulped, he didn't like where this was going. Quickly he threw the sword to the side, out of anyone's reach. His ears perked back up when the girls voice carried over the hulking form of the apple seller. "-the monkey is the Sultana."
With a quick look, he spotted a small monkey among the people that had gathered to watch the spectacle. Getting the hint, Jasim threw himself on the ground, prostrate before the monkey. "Oh wise Sultana, how may I serve you?" Apparently, the monkey knew how to play along as well as he stood up straight and made high pitched squeaking noises (which Jasim had to admit, did sound quite like his mother).
AU: A Prince and A Street Mouse
Almas was stirred awake by the gentle rocking of her shoulder thanks to Abu. The monkey squeaked something vaguely sounding like he was extra hungry, which she kind of figured since he had to unwillingly give up his half of the bread due to guilt. With a hum, she sat up and ran a hand through her hair, pushing her bangs out of her eyes. After stretching a little, she gathered up the worn blanket she had kept since her father’s death - the man was a fabric maker - and folded it up before tucking it away somewhere safe.
Abu was perched at the sill of the giant window, watching the neighbors leave their homes to head to the marketplace. He chattered at Almas, who waved at him dismissively. “Hold on, will you?” she yawned as she pushed back her bangs again, stooping to pick up another piece of fabric, a rectangular scarf that was a deep red hue that her father also made. She walked over to a broken, smudged mirror that leaned against one of her hovel’s walls so she could fold and wrap the scarf loosely around her head and her neck.
“All right, buddy, ready?” she grinned and the monkey immediately headed for the staircase that led out of their home with her quickly following behind.
With Abu perched on her shoulder, the two weaved through the busy crowd that already gathered in the marketplace. Without anyone noticing, she ducked into a corner and leapt onto a window sill of a home that she knew was unoccupied. She quietly made her way to the other side of the building where she lowered herself out of another window. Carefully, she found her footing on the canopy of a fruit cart. Silently, she settled near the edge and whispered, “Okay, Abu. Go!”
After a salute, Abu made his way over to the other side where the vendor was and hung down by his tail to grab a melon. The vendor stopped calling out to the crowds about how delicious his fruit was to angrily yell, “Hey, get your paws off that!” The vendor only got monkey babble as a response. The man turned to grab the melon away from Abu, giving Almas the chance to grab another melon unnoticed. As the vendor turned back around, he detected something was wrong then turned back at the monkey, who only tipped his fez before disappearing out of sight.
Almas managed to force open the fruit as Abu appeared again. “Nice going, Abu. Breakfast is served,” she grinned, handing half of their prize to the small primate. The calls of the marketplace went ignored as the two happily ate, still unnoticed by the bustling crowd around the cart.
In the corner of Almas’s eye, she noticed a flicker of flame from the local firebreather. However, who really caught her eye was the man that had bumped into him. She had never seen a man as handsome as he was and the warmth in his eyes, even from so far away, stirred up something inside of her. “By Allah,” she whispered under her breath as she leaned over the edge of the awning to take a closer look. Abu noticed her change in demeanor, only to wave a paw in front of her face, but she never broke her dreamy gaze. She continued to watch as the man grabbed an apple from a cart and handed it to a little girl before walking away. Immediately that cart’s vendor grew irritated until the situation escalated quickly as it seemed that the man couldn’t pay for the apple.
Without much of a second thought, Almas jumped down from the cart beside them and raised both her arms to catch the vendor’s tight fist holding the sword on the down swing. Her days of dodging the guards for many years have paid off with her great upper body strength. “Thank you, kind sir,” she said out loud, feeling the vendor’s grip loosen from surprise. That allowed her to quickly swipe the sword from his hand and swept it behind her back to hand off to the handsome stranger behind her. Her grip switched to shaking the vendor’s large hand with both of hers. “I’m so glad you found him.” Quickly, she turned around, placing a hand behind the man she just rescued and pushing him a little forward to guide him away as quickly as possible. “I’ve been looking all over for you!” She wagged a finger at him as she continued to push him along.
Jasim jumped back when a young woman jumped between him and the apple seller. His heart was pounding from the excitement of it all and he could hardly comprehend why this girl was shoving the large sword into his hands. Quickly, he hid it behind his back, hoping the seller wouldn't try to use it again. In a quick moment she whirled around and glared at him as well, scolding him. His eyes widened at her, she was rather lovely, in her fierceness and bravery. Looking all over? For me?
"What are you doing?" He whispered to the girl, as she guided him away from the scene. Jasim couldn't help the small smile of admiration at her quick thinking that formed on his face. This was definitely not how he was expecting his day to turn out.
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Jasmine and Raja Disney concept sketch by =VSlynx
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