Simba's home

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by 851a7318

by 851a7318

{Simba slowly crosses the desolated land. He reaches the lip of a cliff and looks out over his former home. Mostly lacking in life, it is painted in grays. Seeing the desolation, a look of determination, even fury, appears on Simba's face.}

Nala: Simba, wait up! {She trots up next to him on the ledge} ...It's awful, isn't it?

Simba: I didn't want to believe you.

Nala: What made you come back?

Simba: I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it. Besides, this is my kingdom. If I don't fight for it, who will?

Nala: I will.

Simba: It's gonna be dangerous.

Nala: {Quoting young Simba} Danger? Ha! I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha.

Timon: I see nothing funny about this.

Simba: Timon? Pumbaa? What are you doing here?

Pumbaa: {Bowing on one foreleg} At your service, my liege.

Timon: Uh. We're going to fight your uncle... for this?

Simba: Yes, Timon; this is my home.

Timon: Eeh. Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba, if it's important to you, {bows} we're with you to the end.

{Simba smiles appreciatively. Nice scene with the four of them on the ledge viewing the work ahead of them.}