( Third POV)
Yo, yo
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can’t run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won’t last
I hate rats. Especially the flying rat, Iago. Thundra is also one of my least favorites.
“WHAT AM I SAYING?!?!?!? I'm just jealous of that flying rat for stealing mi amour!” Malcho said, struggling under a boulder. “ Thundra, I am sorry, my love.”
You love the way I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away if I give in
My life, my pride is broken
“Oh, to be rid of my prison and try to win Thundra back in my wings. Oh, those feathers, as beautiful as jade stones.” Malcho sighed in longing.
“And never come back! I never wanted you you idiotic parrot!” said a very scary voice, even to Malcho. Malcho knew who the “ idiotic parrot” was.
“Hey! You hurt me! What was I supposed to do? Let that happen without a fight?” Iago said. He then screamed after a hiss.
You like to think you’re never wrong
(You like to think you’re never wrong)
You have to act like you’re someone
(You have to act like you’re someone)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You want someone to hurt like you)
You want to share what you’ve been through
(You live what you’ve learned)
“No! Don't!” Iago said. Malcho heard two snaps and winced at both of them.
“Ay carumba. That had to to of hurt pretty bad. I'm surprised to say, poor Iago!” Malcho said.
“Now, for the final strike. You shall fry in this volcano.” The voice said. “ The almighty Jafar deserves better than you.” Jafar then dropped him in the volcano. Iago softly landed in Malcho's wings.
“Jafar, eh? I have heard of him. So you were his familiar. You poor bird.” Malcho said, feeling concern for Iago's safety.
You love the things I say I’ll do
The way I’ll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
“Iago!” a Spanish voice said.
“Thundra.” Malcho whispered. “Thundra!”
“Malcho! Where is-” Thundra said, thinking Malcho had hurt Iago.
“He's down here with me! Thundra?” Malcho said, pain in every word he said. Thundra was surprised.
You like to think you’re never wrong
(You like to think you’re never wrong)
You have to act like you’re someone
(You have to act like you’re someone)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You want someone to hurt like you)
You want to share what you’ve been through
You live what you’ve learned
Yo, yo
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can’t run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won’t last
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame (frame)
Puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
(You) You can’t run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won’t last
“Si.” Thundra said, care in her voice.
“Well-” Malcho said. “ Wait... What?”
“Malcho, you're clueless.” Iago said, regaining consciousness. “She still loves you. Always has.” Malcho's heart skipped a beat. Thundra spoke up.
“Malcho, all Iago said is true! I do love you, Malcho, mi amour.” Malcho grabbed Iago in one of his wings and pushed with all his strength. He broke free and flew out of the volcano, moving Iago to his back.
“And I love you, too, Thundra, mi amour.”
“She won't be alive for long!” Jafar hissed.
“Gringo! Die!” Malcho hissed.
You like to think you’re never wrong
(You like to think you’re never wrong)
You have to act like you’re someone
(You have to act like you’re someone)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You want someone to hurt like you)
You want to share what you’ve been through
You like to think you’re never wrong
(You like to think you’re never wrong)
You have to act like you’re someone
(You have to act like you’re someone)
You want someone to hurt like you
(You want someone to hurt like you)
You want to share what you’ve been through
You live what you’ve learned.
And, thus, the battle began.
Malcho's Return by Malchos Angel
Author's Notes:
I don't own Aladdin. Disney does. I don't own anything but Moonlight. Happy? Oh, and I don't own Linkin Park or any musical artists.