The Final Tale

The Final Tale Ch. 16

"So, lemme get this straight, spotty."

After successfully getting the attention of Bunga's adoptive uncles, Fuli had explained her plan to the strange duo.

"You want us to arrange a show in Mizimu Grove?" Timon questioned the fastest in the Pridelands with his hands on his hips.

"Exactly." Fuli nodded. "It's just to calm everyone down, let them know that they dont have to be afraid all the time. Can you do that?"

Timkn began to think for a bit on this matter before finally coming to a conclusion.

"No."

"What?!" The Guard exclaimed in unison.

"With Hakuna Matata Falls outta commission, there's no one who would think we're entertaining anymore." Timon explained. "So, sorry kids, no show from us."

"But Uncle Timon, you gotta do it!" Bunga begged. "Everyone's saying that we're no good without Kion! We need to make them all happy again, please!"

Almost immediately, Timon seemed to already change his mind. "Alrighty, you got yourselves a deal."

Fuli's expression still held surprise, but a different kind at Timon's sudden change of heart. "Wow, that must've been quite the decision." she said sarcastically.

"You can count me in, too!" Pumbaa said as he stood tall with pride. "By tonight, we'll whip up a show that no one will ever forget!"

The Lion Guard felt assured that everything would go right the night that would follow. Since Kion had said the things that he said, even they had some doubts about themselves. But now, they had a chance to lighten up not only the moods of the Pridelanders, but their own as well.

Up in a tree, the treacherous Shupavu and her yellow compatriot Njano watched as the group discussed how the show would go.

"This is definitely something Scar will wanna hear about."

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"You wanna do what?"

Jasiri had gathered almost all clans of Hyenas to a section at their new Utopia that was away from the watering hole where she got her idea from Janja. After they had met, Rookus had gotten closer to Jasiri once she had started her relationship with Barbatus. Nabii had dedicated her life to ensuring her comrades were safe from harm, so would the situation be in the current one.

"I want us all to go to the Pridelands and take Scar on!" Jasiri exclaimed to the crowds of Hyenas.

Silence rung out. Jasiri had hoped that her friends would jump at the idea of going into battle. However, she could see that they all seemed rather hesitant, scared even, at the very thought.

"Um, Comrade..." Nabii stepped forward. "Are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course, Nabii." Jasiri nodded. "Are you with me?"

The other female gave a heavy sigh before giving her answer. "I am not. Please forgive me, Comrade, but, facing the great Scar? I mean, do we look like we're in any condition to do it?"

"I agree with Nabii, Jasiri." Rookus raised her paw. "The last time we went up against the Outlanders, we barely escaped with our lives. And now you want us to face them again?"

Jasiri stepped closer to her friends. "I know, but If we all work together, we can defeat Scar. Please, everyone, I can't do this without you."

Ok, remember, like, a million years ago when I said that words had an effect on people? Well, sometimes, the effect can show itself in more than one way. Every Hyena in the crowd showed that they were very unsure of Jasiri's proposal.