The Lion King - Human Edition

Chapter Ten

Next Day-

Scar ordered everyone search for Nala, he would not tolerate a runaway bride. Sarafina began to search Nala's tent, sobbing for her missing daughter. Her heart hasn't wrenched so much since Mufasa's funeral. She picked up a note. "Went to get more hostages for his majesty." She read and smiled, her daughter was so clever to hide this way. "Call off the search!" She waved the note in the air.

Meanwhile..

As Simba hit his growth spurt, and got to his final stages of puberty River had developed a burning attraction to him. His long red hair was now cut short, his chub became thick muscle, and he wen't from 4'9 to 6'5. Timon and Pumbaa attempted to outsmart her by installing a seven foot fence.

It was the anniversary of his adoption, and father's death. He spent in grieving as he completed his chores. Timon and Pumbaa had gone to sell at the market. He still contemplated what he was going to tell them when he came out.

"Hey guys! Just wanted to tell you I got here after being molested by my uncle and killing my father! Okay! Cya at dinner!" He nibbled on the dead skin that easily tore off his lips and that was when he caught something in the corner of his eye. He saw River sitting on a branch, gently swinging her legs in the air.

"Oh hey.. What are you doing here?" Simba greeted dreadfully. "Just keepin' ya company." She nibbled on her nail and blushed a little. He nodded and continued to load fire wood into the stash. "Aren't you supposed to be helping sell after yesterday?" He asked.

"And shouldn't we be married by now?" She chuckled. "You say something?" He looked up, she she shook her head, keeping her eyes locked on him. "I should get going though.." She reached for the branches.

He picked up his father's old gun, and got along with hunting since he was alone, now he'd had no distractions.

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River barged into the stand. "Okay I'm here." She sat in the corner, fanning herself and chewing her nails to perfection. "About time, you should find something better than hitting on Simba." Pumbaa shook his head. "I'm not hitting on him!.. Yet.. You need to plan these things ou-" She was then interrupted. "Shit! It's a-a-a!" Timon panicked and pointed to a woman with blonde hair to her shoulders, she wore black shorts, a weapon belt, and a camo shirt with a black backpack.

She was around 6'2, already much taller than Timon and Pumbaa. "Uh oh.." Pumbaa mumbled and sweat with Timon. "Act natural! Act natural!" Timon widened his smile, and of course the soldier came to their stand of all other stands. She placed down two coins.

"Hey, I'd kill for a glass of water." She tried to swallow the dryness in her throat. "Of course madam." Pumbaa he played with his moustache and served her a glass of water. "Pumbaa!" River whispered when she caught a red ball in there that morphed into a beetle. She smacked his arm in panic.

She gasped when she saw the customer take it all in her mouth. She quickly spat it back into the cup and saw the insect. "What the fuck!" She slammed the cup on the counter. "A beetle!" She shrieked. "Ma'am we're terribly sorry!" Timon gasped. "Sirs! I need to see a permit that you legally are able to sell edible product!" She ordered, raising her voice in fury.

Timon and Pumbaa exchanged panicked looks, they didn't expect an officer to show up. No soldiers have showed up in over a decade. Timon pat his pants as if acting like he lost it. "Aw man.." He turned and glanced at River for advice. "Well.. Sometimes.. We can say that.. We forgot it back home.." She opened the door a crack.

"But this time.. My only advice is.. Run!" She screamed out at the end, sprinting away with two middle aged men at her heels. "Stop in the name of the law!" She shouted after them. She was at their heels only inches away from grabbing them.