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20_heartbeats challenge! 16. Royalty
Title: Bottled
Claim: Luxord
Rating: G
Prompt: 16. Royalty [smothered by luxury]
Word Count: 773
Summary: In which Luxord finds a rather unhappy genie in a lamp.
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is, most obviously, owned by big name companies and not by a girl sitting at a laptop on her bedroom floor.
A/N: movieverse!Aladdin scenario, not KH!Aladdin. That is all.
Though...I always feel like I’m ruining a Disney character whenever I write them. Oi.
It wasn’t the most magnificent thing there, in terms of appearance. It was almost sort of tacky. But it had been hidden by several cushions and had rudely jabbed him in the back what he had sat himself down on the elegant couch, so it was only expected that he figure out what was so great about it.
Luxord held the bronze lamp in his hands, turning it over carefully. Yes, it definitely wasn’t anything to look at compared to the rest of the riches of the palace. Which meant...it had to magical in some way. Flipping the lamp upside down, he shook it once or twice for good measure. When nothing happened, he sighed, tracing a finger along the side of it. Perhaps it was just a crummy old oil lamp after all. That was no fun.
As if to contradict Luxord’s thoughts, the lamp began to shake. Smoke poured out, accompanied by some sparks, and Luxord grinned. Well, that was more like it.
“Look, Al, just because you’re mad at me doesn’t mean you can shake — Oh.” The blue smoke that had come out of the lamp and taken a humanlike froze as he realized he wasn’t talking to whom he thought he was.
“Pardon me. I didn’t think anyone would be living in such an item,” Luxord responded, seeing as there was nothing else forthcoming. “May I inquire what your name is?”
“The better question is what’s your name?” the blue being retorted suspiciously. “And why are you dressed like you should be in some secret cult?” He let out an exaggerated gasp. “I haven’t been captured by some secret cult, have I?!”
“No, just me,” Luxord assured him, chuckling. “Though I must admit I am somewhat eccentric. Luxord. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
“You can call me Genie,” the man from the lamp informed him, suspicion waning. “Number one genie in Agrabah! Well, only genie in Agrabah, but hey, what can you do?”
Luxord nodded, silent as he settled back more comfortably into the couch. Genie floated above him, expression curious.
“So I assume you’re some form of magical creature?”
Genie snorted indignantly, but merely answered, “Something like that, yeah.”
Conjuring a card in one hand, he flashed the back towards Genie. “What’s this card?”
“Three of diamonds.”
Luxord smiled, flipping the card and showing that he had been correct. “How about this one?” he questioned, tossing aside the previous one (it disappeared as it hit the ground) and calling up a another.
“Queen of spades,” Genie replied. “Is there a point to this?”
Luxord tossed that card and held up a third. “Maybe. All right, last one.”
“Joker of Stars. That’s not a real one, is it.”
All cards vanished now, Luxord smirked, clearly amused. “Clever.”
“If your little game’s over, what can I do for you?”
“What can you do for me?”
“Yeah. You know, rub the lamp, make three wishes, run home happy for the rest of your life sort of deal?” Genie rolled his eyes. “Why do I always get the guys who don’t know anything?” he muttered.
“Because if someone was looking for this lamp on purpose, he’d probably be up to no good?” Luxord suggested, holding up the lamp once more. “I don’t think anyone would pick it up on account of its beauty.”
“Hey! You never know, a little spit and polish....” Genie trailed off, visibly drooping. “Oh, what’s the point, I never see it from the outside anyway.”
“I can see someone’s bitter,” Luxord remarked rather complacently.
Genie glared at him. “You would be too, if you spent most of your life in a lamp.”
Luxord didn’t respond. Genie, unsure if he had hit a nerve or something, continued anyway. “Well, moving off that cheery note. What’s your pleasure — Money? Fame? Royalty?” he asked, somewhat sarcastically.
“And what if I actually took you up on that offer?” Luxord replied, laughing. “You’d be in a bit of trouble, wouldn’t you.”
Genie shrugged. “If you couldn’t tell, I’m a little ticked off. I should have added a disclaimer: Genie not responsible for anything done while mad.”
“A lot of people would like to come with that,” Luxord agreed blithely. “But I’m afraid it wouldn’t always help.” Rising from the plush couch, he set the lamp down between a couple cushions. “Lucky for you, I don’t think you could give me what I want.” Pausing at the doorway, he added, “I’m afraid I must be going. Good luck escaping your bottle.”
Genie watched the blond man leave, sighing. “Good luck escaping yours,” he said to no one in particular before returning to his lamp.
end.
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Claim: Luxord
Rating: G
Prompt: 16. Royalty [smothered by luxury]
Word Count: 773
Summary: In which Luxord finds a rather unhappy genie in a lamp.
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is, most obviously, owned by big name companies and not by a girl sitting at a laptop on her bedroom floor.
A/N: movieverse!Aladdin scenario, not KH!Aladdin. That is all.
Though...I always feel like I’m ruining a Disney character whenever I write them. Oi.
It wasn’t the most magnificent thing there, in terms of appearance. It was almost sort of tacky. But it had been hidden by several cushions and had rudely jabbed him in the back what he had sat himself down on the elegant couch, so it was only expected that he figure out what was so great about it.
Luxord held the bronze lamp in his hands, turning it over carefully. Yes, it definitely wasn’t anything to look at compared to the rest of the riches of the palace. Which meant...it had to magical in some way. Flipping the lamp upside down, he shook it once or twice for good measure. When nothing happened, he sighed, tracing a finger along the side of it. Perhaps it was just a crummy old oil lamp after all. That was no fun.
As if to contradict Luxord’s thoughts, the lamp began to shake. Smoke poured out, accompanied by some sparks, and Luxord grinned. Well, that was more like it.
“Look, Al, just because you’re mad at me doesn’t mean you can shake — Oh.” The blue smoke that had come out of the lamp and taken a humanlike froze as he realized he wasn’t talking to whom he thought he was.
“Pardon me. I didn’t think anyone would be living in such an item,” Luxord responded, seeing as there was nothing else forthcoming. “May I inquire what your name is?”
“The better question is what’s your name?” the blue being retorted suspiciously. “And why are you dressed like you should be in some secret cult?” He let out an exaggerated gasp. “I haven’t been captured by some secret cult, have I?!”
“No, just me,” Luxord assured him, chuckling. “Though I must admit I am somewhat eccentric. Luxord. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
“You can call me Genie,” the man from the lamp informed him, suspicion waning. “Number one genie in Agrabah! Well, only genie in Agrabah, but hey, what can you do?”
Luxord nodded, silent as he settled back more comfortably into the couch. Genie floated above him, expression curious.
“So I assume you’re some form of magical creature?”
Genie snorted indignantly, but merely answered, “Something like that, yeah.”
Conjuring a card in one hand, he flashed the back towards Genie. “What’s this card?”
“Three of diamonds.”
Luxord smiled, flipping the card and showing that he had been correct. “How about this one?” he questioned, tossing aside the previous one (it disappeared as it hit the ground) and calling up a another.
“Queen of spades,” Genie replied. “Is there a point to this?”
Luxord tossed that card and held up a third. “Maybe. All right, last one.”
“Joker of Stars. That’s not a real one, is it.”
All cards vanished now, Luxord smirked, clearly amused. “Clever.”
“If your little game’s over, what can I do for you?”
“What can you do for me?”
“Yeah. You know, rub the lamp, make three wishes, run home happy for the rest of your life sort of deal?” Genie rolled his eyes. “Why do I always get the guys who don’t know anything?” he muttered.
“Because if someone was looking for this lamp on purpose, he’d probably be up to no good?” Luxord suggested, holding up the lamp once more. “I don’t think anyone would pick it up on account of its beauty.”
“Hey! You never know, a little spit and polish....” Genie trailed off, visibly drooping. “Oh, what’s the point, I never see it from the outside anyway.”
“I can see someone’s bitter,” Luxord remarked rather complacently.
Genie glared at him. “You would be too, if you spent most of your life in a lamp.”
Luxord didn’t respond. Genie, unsure if he had hit a nerve or something, continued anyway. “Well, moving off that cheery note. What’s your pleasure — Money? Fame? Royalty?” he asked, somewhat sarcastically.
“And what if I actually took you up on that offer?” Luxord replied, laughing. “You’d be in a bit of trouble, wouldn’t you.”
Genie shrugged. “If you couldn’t tell, I’m a little ticked off. I should have added a disclaimer: Genie not responsible for anything done while mad.”
“A lot of people would like to come with that,” Luxord agreed blithely. “But I’m afraid it wouldn’t always help.” Rising from the plush couch, he set the lamp down between a couple cushions. “Lucky for you, I don’t think you could give me what I want.” Pausing at the doorway, he added, “I’m afraid I must be going. Good luck escaping your bottle.”
Genie watched the blond man leave, sighing. “Good luck escaping yours,” he said to no one in particular before returning to his lamp.
end.
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I'm glad you included the disney in this and it was fun seeing Luxord with Genie X3
More please 8D
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75 golden camels
-blue dabedeedabadi
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Of course, the conversation between him and Genie is brilliant! LOL. I love Genie worrying that he's been kidnapped by a secret cult.
And the last two paragraphs, especially Genie's last line = made of awesome.
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You had me laughing quite stupidly when Genie mentioned the whole secret cult bit. That was just brilliant. XD But yes, the last lines were made of pure amazingness.♥
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No, but seriously, very nice. And was that a hint of sad at the end? I guess Luxord's luck gave out in the end...
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