I own neither Aladdin nor The Little Mermaid. This was purely for my entertainment and I hope yours as well. Enjoy. Feedback is open to whoever steps up to it.

The hands were rough. Dirt seeped under the fingernails of many and didn't play nice. Sweat leaked on the brows of men who worked for a living, earning almost nothing for doing so. The heavy pants of men who simply curried heavy or large objects place to place stopped for a cool sip of fresh water, before hulling the item once more.

She didn't understand. In fact, this new World was so new to her that she felt she wasn't awake. That this horrible nightmare was just a teasing spoiler for what is to come her way, and what she had to follow.

Men, women, children, even animals looked at her like she was a prize to be won. "The highest bidder wins the girl" explained the man. She took notice he had few teeth, and the ones he owned were rotten spoiled and indented. His hair was thinning and his wrinkles were dirty and worn out. She took a peculiar interest in the man. He was different than all the other men she was told about. And yet, he was horrible.

"I bet um… ugh… 50! I bet 50 for the fish!" One cried. She couldn't help but cringe at the noun. Fish. Nothing was really wrong with the word. In fact, she didn't mind being called a fish. But his tone. His hesitation. Like he was unsure of what exactly she was. Fish. Like she was a monster. A monster that would be tortured and eventually killed.

"Ah, 50? Anyone else?" He scanned the crowd. All shook in disbelief. She sat with curiosity. The water soaking her red hair made her want to laugh. This water was so unusual and less salty than she was used to. She didn't mind much, but due to the fact she wasn't at home anymore made her shut her mouth and take what's coming at her.

"No? Nothing more for this lovely mer-lady? She won't bite." He grinned, his greasy hand on the glass of her box. The box that was too trapped. The box she was in.

"Mommy, what's a mer-lady?" One girl asked, tugging on her mother's drape.

"Ah… A mer-lady. Otherwise known as the mermaids of the sea. Dragging many sailors to their deaths using the voices to lure in, they aren't all friendly. These creatures are known to kill. They are very rare to own." He explained loud enough for the whole, including her, to here.

She shook her head. "That's unbelievable!" She tried. Her voice was ending. Ursula's curse was beginning, and her legs wouldn't grow until she herself hit the ground floor. Oh how she wished Eric was here.

"60!"

"80!"

"100!"

They shouted, and shouted. Throwing coins of gold at the man until he was buried in it. "Calm down, calm down…" He chuckled, an evil grin upon his face, "Now… who's first?"

Aladdin-

"Oh come on Abu! You know as much as I that if we took the bread those kids would have starved!" He tried to convince as he walked down the streets the mythical city of Agrabah. The monkey only made a sound of annoyance, shrugged, and picked his rough fur for any bugs. "It's not my fault we ran into those less fortunate than us. I mean, come on, we beat that record by a landslide, right?" He laughed, ruffling the monkey's head.

Turning the corner, stood a tall stand filled with several fruits and veggies. "Hey Abu, still hungry?" He asked, chuckling to himself as they both climbed onto of the stand, chewing deeply into a green melon. The two only tried a melon twice together. It was hard enough trying to take bread let alone a whole melon.

The seller couldn't tell a difference in his amount that when they actually took it, and he hoped to stay that way. Looking yonder, he spotted a woman. A woman that looked… beautiful. Like she could've been a Queen or a Princess under those hideous rags. Sure, those other girls that swooned over him were attractive but she was different. She looked different.

"Wow…" He simply said, smirking.

"Here you go," her voice was soft and mellow. She handed the small boy a red tomato, about to stalk off when the store's owner grabbed her forearm.

He jumped down, attempting to save the poor girl. That is, until he was cut short. "Sold! To the man who bided 150 for the mer-lady!" A man shouted.

"Mer-lady? What is that?" She asked. He couldn't help but look over her. She seemed to lack a care in the World. Her dangled earrings began to move swiftly as she searched in desperate need to find the voice the man was attached to.

"It's a mermaid, God of the sea I hear. Heard they're rare to get! Lucky man who'd own that piece of beauty that's for sure!" A man passed, dropping in on the girl, he had yet to find the name of.

He didn't mind much about the mer-Lady… thing. In fact, myths like these only made him angry. So what if creatures were brought in the city? He didn't care. As long as he wasn't getting eaten, or that they wouldn't eat all his food.

However, Abu had a different tactic. Grabbing his hand, Abu pulled the younger boy down. The street- rat run the gravel flooring and towards the loud man's speaking. Of course, Abu being Abu didn't stop for food, nor did he stop for a breath. If the monkey was interested, he was interested.

Once spotted a crowd of people, Abu stopped, bouncing on his shoulders. He, however, crouched down to catch his breath. The monkey didn't pull him that far, but running and avoiding to hit or run into other citizens of more less a guard he would severely get in trouble.

"Abu!" He whined. "Why'd you do that?" He asked, coughing, trying to catch his breath. All he got out the monkey was a small grunt and more bouncing.

He tried to see over the large baskets placed on many shoppers heads, and tall people in general but he couldn't. "Come on Abu. Nothin' to see here." He began. Slowly walking away, as Abu yanked his hair, shouting and pointing at the ginormous tank.

And getting in between to customers, he saw it. "Wow." He mutters. "Well… what is it?" He asked, observing her green tail, red hair and paler than white skin. He was mesmerized.

"I believe that creature is mine."

A man steeped forward. He was rather tall, with a long neck and a spiked beard. The red parrot on his right shoulder seemed devilish and devious. They both wore a mischief grin, and their eyes seemed dilated.

"Certainly sir. She's all yours."

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