Hello all, and welcome to my story! This is purely meant to amuse readers, and if you don't like it, you don't have to read it. Well, I think that I have done enough blabbing, so without further ado, here is Chapter One!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING
The elderly monkey slowly climbed the slope of Pride Rock. He climbed up so slowly that some of the baby zebras were already writing their wills by the time he got to the top of the Rock.
"Why do they make me do this? Why do I have to suffer?"
The monkey then slammed his hand against his face. "Of course, I remember now! I get free weed in exchange for holding children in the air!"
The monkey panted as he reached the top. Standing on the edge of Pride Rock was a large and regal looking lion with a red mane. A small bird lay on his shoulder with an arrogant expression on his face. The lion then spoke.
"Hello Rafiki."
"Greetings Lord Vader."
"Uh, I think this is the wrong fandom."
"Oh, right, sorry. Hi Mufasa."
The lion chuckled. "We are just waiting on Sarabi now. She's trying to get high before the ceremony. I don't think she wants to remember it."
"She has the heir to the Galactic Empire…I mean Pridelands, as well?"
"Yes. I think she's giving him his first taste of cannabis. Ah, here she comes now!"
Sarabi walked out, dazed and clumsy, holding the newborn lion cub in her arms. She tried to lick him in affection, but she missed, and fell on her face. The cub flew out of her arms, only to be caught by Rafiki.
"Sarabi, maybe you should go back inside. You know that we don't smoke meth here! Only weed and heroin!"
"But it makes me feel happy!"
"Do you know how expensive that stuff is?"
"Yes Lord Vader."
"FOR THE LAST TIME PEOPLE, IT IS MUFASA!"
Meanwhile, Rafiki stumbled to get Simba to the edge of the cliff. He approached the edge, but slipped, launching the young cub down to the Savannah below.
"RAFIKI!"
"What? You know that I'm clumsy when I'm high!"
Down below, the young cub landed on a zebra's head, breaking his fall, but breaking the zebra's neck.
The zebra's mate cried in horror. "Mufasa! This is your fault! Wait until the emperor hears about this!"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, IT IS THE WRONG FANDOM. I AM MUFASA, NOT DARTH VADER!"
As his father said this, the little cub below began to eat from the zebra that had just (unintentionally) sacrificed itself to save the prince's life.
Well, that is all for now. Again, I don't own TLK or Star Wars. Sorry for nagging, but PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT IN THE REVIEWS, they are the payment for us taking time to write these. Well, I will try to have the next chapter up whenever I possibly can, so until then, take care and drive home safely!