The Lion King - Untold 2

Can't Wait To Be King

Nobody's POV

Many months later...

Simba comes out from the cave at Pride Rock. He runs back into the cave and leaps over several of the lionesses, accidentally jumping on a few.

"Dad! Daad!  Come on, Dad, we gotta go, wake up!" Simba yells as he excitedly makes his way to his parents who are still asleep.

"Oomph!" Simba steps on a random lioness.

"Sorry!" Simba apologises.

Simba starts to wake Mufasa

"Dad? Daad. Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad..."

Sarabi speaks over Simba's endless noise of "Dad"s, sleepily. "Your son.... is awake...."

Mufasa who is also sleepy then speaks. "Before sunrise, he's your son."

"Dad? Daad! Come on, Dad!" Simba tugs at Mufasa's ear.  "Daa— Whoa!" He loses his grip on Mufasa's ear, and slips and crashes into something. He then comes running back and butts Mufasa.

Mufasa sleepily eyes his son.

"You promised!"

Mufasa sees his son's impatience. "Okay, okay. I'm up. I'm up."

"Yeah!"

Mufasa yawns loudly. Mufasa and Sarabi then follow Simba out of the cave of Pride Rock.  Simba rubs up against Sarabi, she nudges him ahead and stays behind, with a loving expression shown on her face. The sunrise illuminates the top of Pride Rock impressively.  Both Simba and Mufasa are on the point.

Mufasa then begins to speak. "Look Simba.  Everything the light touches is our kingdom."

Simba gazes around at the view. "Wow."

"A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day Simba, the sun will set on my time here... and will rise with you as the new king."

"And this'll all be mine?" Simba's asks his father in awe.

"Everything." Says Mufasa.

"Everything the light touches..." Simba looks all around. He views the elephant graveyard in the distance. "What about that shadowy place?"

"That's beyond our borders... you must never go there, Simba."

"But I thought a king can do whatever he wants."

"Oh, there's more to being king than-- getting your way all the time." Mufasa tells his son.
Mufasa starts back down the rock.

Simba is in awe. "There's more?"

Mufasa chuckles. "Simba."

They make their way back down from the very top of Pride Rock. Mufasa notices his beautiful wife Sarabi still sitting outside admiring the sunrise as well as a few other lionesses now doing the same.

"First of all you need a beautiful, intelligent, caring and loving Queen." Mufasa nuzzles Sarabi.

"Ew gross!" Says Simba's who is now scrunching up his nose.

Mufasa then licks Sarabi's cheek.

"Oh come on dad! That's disgusting!"

"One day you will love someone as much as your father and I love each other."

Simba scrunched up his nose again.

Sarabi then glances over to where Sarafina is lying in the nice morning sun with her daughter Nala who is betrothed to Simba. But Simba doesn't notice what Sarabi is looking at.

After a while Mufasa and Simba are out walking on the savannah.

"Everything you see exists together, in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance, and respect all the creatures...from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope." Mufasa tells his son.

Simba then looks confused. "But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope?"

"Yes, Simba, but let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass. And the antelope eat the grass. And so we are all connected in the great Circle of Life."

Zazu then approaches the King and the Prince, and lands on a nearby rock. "Good morning, sire!" Zazu greets.

"Good morning, Zazu." Mufasa greets back.

"Checking in... with the morning report."

"Fire away."

"Well!  The buzz from the bees is that the leopards are in a bit of a spot ..."
Zazu's speech continues through without stop.

"Oh, really?" Says Mufasa who is now distracted by his son.

Simba, uninterested in Zazu, pounces at a grasshopper and misses.

Zazu is continuing, not noticing Mufasa's lack of enthusiasm. "... And the baboons are going ape over this. Of course, the giraffes are acting like they're above it all...."

Mufasa asks Simba. "What are you doing, son?"

Simba is disappointedly looking in his empty paws. "Pouncing."

"Let an old pro show you how it's done." Mufasa whispers.

Zazu still continues talking. "... The tick birds are pecking on the elephants. I told the elephants to forget it, but they can't ..."

Mufasa then turns his attention towards Zazu. "Zazu, would you turn around?"

"Yes, sire." Zazu turns around and continues telling the morning report once again. "The Cheetahs are hard up, but as I always say ..."

Mufasa begins whispering to Simba. "Stay low to the ground."

Zazu is still continuing his talking. "Cheetahs never prosper..."

Simba is now whispering. "Okay, stay low to the ground, right yeah ..."

Zazu finally realises something is amiss. "What's going on?"

Mufasa looks up at Zazu "A pouncing lesson."

"Oh very good. Pouncing." Zazu then realises that he is the one to be pounced on. "Pouncing!?! Oh no, sire, you can't be serious ..."

Mufasa motions for Zazu to turn back around.

"Oh, ... this is so humiliating." Zazu complains.

Mufasa is still whispering. "Try not to make a sound."

Zazu begins to get worried. "What are you telling him Mufasa?" He asks looking around uneasily. Simba and Mufasa have seemingly disappeared "Mufasa? ...Simba?"

Simba does a full pounce leaving Zazu stunned on the ground

Mufasa laughs loudly with his usual deep voice. "Ha ha ha ha ha. That's very good. Ha ha ha..."

A gopher emerges under Zazu.

The gopher then begins to talk. "Zazu. Sir. News from the underground." He says saluting.

Mufasa begins to Simba once again. "Now, this time--" he gets interrupted by Zazu with urgency.

"Sire! Hyenas!! In the Pride Lands!"

Mufasa is now serious. "Zazu, take Simba home."

"Oh Dad, can't I come?" Simba asks his father.

Mufasa says curtly. "No, son."
Mufasa heads off at a full gallop.

"I never get to go anywhere." Simba complains.

"Oh young master, one day you will be king; then you can chase those slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers from dawn until dusk." Says Zazu as they head off back to Pride Rock.