the hedgehog king with a twist sonadow [On Hold Temperarly]

chapter one

[A mouse scurries across the floor of a cave, sniffs the air, and washes its face. For a moment, it sits peacefully. Then it rears onto its hind legs, smelling the air, and a giant clawed hand crushes it. Slowly, the paw draws the struggling, squealing mouse into the air to reveal doom (terros's younger brother).]

Doom:
Life's not fair, is it? You see, I... Well, I shall never be king. Huh. [Doom lets the mouse scurry across his hand.] And you... [The mouse tries to jump to freedom, but doom snags it in his claws again.] shall never see the light of another day. Hmm, hmm. Adieu.

[Doom opens his jaws and lowers the mouse into his mouth.]

Locke:
Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?

[The mouse struggles to wriggle out from under Dooms hand, to no avail.]

Doom:
What do you want?

Locke:
I'm here to announce that King terros on his way, [locke bows over one arm.] so you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning.

[With Doom distracted, the mouse wriggles out of his grasp and escapes into a nearby hole in the wall.]

Doom:
Oh, now look, Locke. You've made me lose my lunch.

Locke:
Ha! You'll lose more than that when the king gets through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia.

[Locke crosses his arms huffily.]

Doom:
Oooh, I quiver with fear!

[Doom crouches and bares his teeth at Locke, who stood his ground]

Locke:
Now, doom, You dont scare me!

[Locke punched Doom, Doom went flying to the wall. Terros footsteps into view behind Doom.]

Terros:
Doom?

[Doom looks at terros over his shoulder, hes started to get up.]

Doom:
Mm-hmm?

Terros:
Leave him.

Locke:
[Bows] Your Majesty.

Doom:
Why, if it isn't my big brother [doom saunters toward terros.] descending from on high to mingle with the commoners.

[Doom turns and saunters away.]

Terros:
Maria and I didn't see you at the presentation of Shadow.

Doom:
That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful! [Doom drags his claws along the wall, creating a screeching sound that makes locke cringe.] Must've slipped my mind. Of course, I have no disrespect to the queen.

Locke:
Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is, [locke walks accusingly into doom's face.] as the king's brother, you should've been first in line!

[Doom raises his fist, causing locke to do the same .]

Doom:
Well, I was first in line... [locke glares at doom] until the little hairball was born.

[Doom thrusts his face toward Locke, who is about to attack but terros holds him back.]

Terros:
That hairball is my son and your future king.

Doom:
Oh, I shall practice my curtsy.

[Doom turns and walks away.]

Doom:
Oh, no, terros. Perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me.

[Once more, doom turns and walks away. Terros launches himself after doom.]

Terros:
*roars* [Mufasa blocks Scar's way and advances threateningly.] Is that a challenge?!

Doom:
Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream [doom rolls his eyes.] of challenging you.

Locke emerges from terros side .]

Locke:
Pity. Why not?

Locke puts his arms on his hips. Doom turns his head to address locke.]

Scar:
Well, as far as brains go, I got the hedgehog’s share, but when it comes to brute strength... [doom turn his head to address terros, clearly bitter and incensed. After a moment, the expression fades, and he shoulders past terros, who glares at him. Doom looks back at terros and locke.] I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.

Locke:
*sighs* There's one in every family, sire.  [Locke walks  up to Mufasa's side.] they always manage to ruin special occasions.

Terros:
What am I going to do with him?

Locke grins cheekly.]

Locke:
He'd make a very handsome throw rug.

[Terros grins back.]

Terros:
Locke!

Locke:
And just think, [locke walks ahead of terros, who walks after him.] whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him!

Terros:
*chuckles