One day.

There was a boat sailing across the sea. And on there were one stallion, one mare, one colt and one filly.

"Hey look! Over there!" Said the colt as he as he and the filly went to the right side of the boat and saw a large ship sailing on their right.

"Their ship is so big." Said the filly.

"Wish ours was that fancy." Said the colt.

"I'd be so happy if ours was that fancy. cause then-"

"Why is that? Because it looks better?" Asked a stallion. "This boat has seen us through many storm. It may not look like much, but it has something theirs never will."

"What? Wood rot and rats?" Asked the colt.

"Are the foals learning something, dear?" the mare asked her husband.

"It is unclear." Said the stallion as he walked up to his son and daughter.

"Alright, sit children." Said the stallion pointing at a place for them to sit.

They did what their father told them to do and sat in front of him.

"I think it's time that I told you the story of Thorax, the princess and the lamp." Said the stallion.

"What's so special about a lamp?" The filly asked her father.

"This is a magic lamp." He told them.

"Maybe if you sing." Said the colt.

"It's better when you sing." Said the filly agreeing with her brother.

But then the father refused.

"No, no. No singing. It's been a long day." As he got up and climbed up the ladder onto the the top of the ship.

But then he began singing.

Father: Oh, imagine a land, it's a far away place. Where caravan camels roam. Where you wander among every culture and tongue. It's chaotic but hey, it's home. When the wind's from the east . And the sun from the west. And the sand in the glass is right. Come on down, stop on by, hop a carpet and fly. To another Canterlot Night.

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Aladdin Twirax version

Then the camera zooms into Canterlot kingdom, and there were lots of ponies doing their work. And there was a monkey running around the streets.

Father: As you wind through the streets. And the fabled bazaars. With the cardamom-cluttered stalls. You smell every spice, while you haggle the price. Of the silks and the satin shawls. The music that plays as you move through a maze. In the haze of your pure delight. You are caught in a dance, you are lost in the trance. Of another Canterlot nights. Like Canterlot days. More often than not are hotter than hot. In a lot of good ways. Canterlot nights. Like Canterlot dreams. This mystical land of magic and sand. Is more than it seems. There's a road that may lead you to good or greed through the power your wishing commands. Let the darkness unfold or find fortunes untold. Well, your destiny lies in your hooves.

Then the camera zooms into a cave which was a shape of a manticore.

"Only one may enter here. One whose worth lies far within. The diamond in the rough." Said a deep and scary voice.

Father: Canterlot nights. Like Canterlot days. They seem to excite take off and take flight. To shock and amaze.

Then the cave closed it's mouth.

"Seek thee out the diamond in the rough." Said the deep and scary voice again.

Father: Canterlot nights. Neath Canterlot moons. A fool off his guard, could fall and fall hard. Out there on the dunes.

11:30am, Canterlot market.

In the market of Canterlot. There were many ponies shopping and doing their work, and a stallion changeling named Thorax was looking at plates in one of the store, then a mare walked up to him.

"What's your monkey's name?" She asked.

"Abu." Said Thorax.

Then the mare extended her hoof out at the monkey and gently patted him, and Abu liked it.

"He's a lovely monkey." Said the mare. Then Abu climbed on her.

"That's a lovely necklace." Said Thorax.

"So, where does Abu come from?" She asked.

"He..." Said Thorax as he grabbed a glass bottle from a mare next to the mare he was talking to.

"I think this belongs to me." Said Thorax.

Then the mares walked away and Abu climbed back on Thorax's back.

"Good day, mares."

Then Thorax saw the mare talking to a stallion.

"Okay." Said Thorax backing away.

The stallion walked up to him and Thorax ran away and Abu began climbing on houses.

"Abu." Said Thorax jumping over stores, then Abu jumped back onto his back, and they climbed over a wall and they escaped.

"How'd we do, Abu?" Thorax asked his monkey friend.

Then Abu gave him a 'Nice work' response.

"Good monkey." Said Thorax as he continued walking.

"Stop right there, Thorax. Whatever it is you stole today, I don't want it." Said a mare.

"Whoa, whoa. I didn't steal anything." He chuckled "It's a family heirloom that's worth a lot." He told her.

"I'll give you a bag of dates for it, nothing more." Said the mare returning to her work.

"Zulla, we both know it's worth at least three bags." Thorax told her.

"Take the bag of dates and get out!" She said throwing him the bag of dates and he grabbed it.

"Go!"

Thorax was walking through the streets of Canterlot with the bag of dates in his hooves.

"Move it, you street rat." Said a stallion.

Thorax did as he told and moved out of the way, then he leaned on the wall and began feeding Abu.

"Here you go, Abu." Said Thorax giving him food and Abu ate it.

Then he noticed that a colt was looking up at him, and he looked back and gave the colt the bag of dates and he smiled happily and Thorax gave him a 'shhh" face, then he walked away.

Thorax went to another market place in Canterlot.

"Come here!" Said a stallion.

"Fresh fish! We catch them, you buy them!"

Then a mare grabbed a food "Try this, please. Please."

The mare turned and saw a colt and a filly.

"Hello." Said the mare rubbing the fillies cheek.

"Are you hungry?" The mare asked.

The foals nodded.

"Here take some bread." Said the mare as she gave them breads. They smiled and ran off with the bread, but a stallion saw them and pointed at the mare.

"Hey!" A stallion yelled at the mare.

"You steal from my brother." Said the stallion. Which attract Thorax and many other ponies attention.

The mare was a bit terrified.

"Stealing? No, I..."

"You pay, or I take the bracelet."

"Sir, I don't have any bits." Said the mare.

Then he grabbed the mare's left hoof and attempted to grab her bracelet.

"Let go of me!" Said the mare trying to struggle free from the stallion's grip. Then Thorax got in between them.

"No. Whoa! Take it easy, Jamal." Said Thorax.

"Kalil walks away from the stall. And this one, this one, She steals the bread." Said the stallion.

"Those foals were hungry!" The mare shot back.

"I-"

"Okay, give me a minute." Said Thorax trying to help out.

"You keep your little street rat muzzle out of it! Huh?"

Then Thorax looked back at the mare.

"Do you have any bits?" He whispered to her.

"No."

"Okay, trust me." Said Thorax as he grabbed the mares bracelet.

"Hey!"

"This is what you wanted, right?" Asked Thorax giving him the bracelet.

"Yeah. Thank you." Said the stallion as he tucked the bracelet into his left pocket.

"Okay, and an apple. For your troubles." Said Thorax throwing an apple in the air, and the stallion caught it.

"Nice!"

"That was my..." The mare tried to say something but Thorax grabbed her hoof and dragged her away.

"I'm not leaving without my bracelet!" She told him.

"You mean this bracelet?" Thorax asked showing her her bracelet in his right hoof.

The mare was shocked from seeing that her bracelet was with him.

"Come on."

The stallion placed his hoof in his pocket and saw that he had an apple in his hoof not the bracelet.

"Thorax! Thief with Thorax!" The stallion yelled.

"Are we in trouble?" The mare asked.

"Only if you get caught." He told her.

"Thorax!"

"Down that alley. Monkey knows the way." Said Thorax.

"Guards! Guards!"

"Abu." Said Thorax, then Abu climbed on the mare's head.

"You'll be fine." He told her. Then the mare ran down the alley with Abu.

"They stole from me!"

"Over there! Thorax! Hey you!"

Thorax turned around and showed him the bracelet in his right hoof.

"You looking for this, Jamal?" Thorax asked walking away.

"Thorax, you street rat!" Yelled the stallion.

And the chase begins.

Author's Note

My first chapter of my new story completed! I hope you all enjoyed it!

And also I do not own the video, it belongs to it's rightful owner.