Lindsey was standing on a stage peering from behind the curtain at a group of children in a golden-ish outfit and her hair sticking up a bit.
"Why me?" She whisper-yelled to her husband and his friend.
Danny was wearing a yellow outfit like hers but with horizontal black lines along his torso. Don was wearing a plain wine colored outfit and fluffed hair.
"Because you love seeing our baby girl happy." Danny said, pointing out the girl, sitting and talking to her friends.
None of the children knew of their surprise show. Yet.
"Yeah? Why do I gotta be the dumb one?" Don asked.
"Because you ain't smart enough." Danny replied.
Don nodded in approval until he realized what was actually said. "Hey!"
Lindsey laughed at the duo until they got a signal and she shoved the two of them into their spots.
The curtain went up and the song started. Every child's face lit up. None more, however, more than Lucy's when she saw her parents and Uncle Flack.
"Hakuna Matata!" Danny started. "What a wonderful phrase."
"Hakuna Matata!" Don continued. "Ain't no passing craze."
"It means no worries," Danny sang, his Brooklyn accent shining through, "for the rest of your days."
"It's our problem free," Don and Danny sang together, putting an arm around the other man's shoulder, "philosophy!"
"Hakuna Matata!" Danny exclaimed, stepping away from Don.
"Hakuna Matata?" Lindsey asked as the music lowered a bit to allow the conversation.
"Yea." Don stated. "It's our motto."
"What's a motto?" Lindsey asked, feigning confusion.
"Nothing. What's a-motto with you?" Danny asked before laughing.
"You know kid," Don said, "those two words will solve all your problems."
"That's right." Danny chimed in. "Take Pumbaa here. When he was a young warthog."
"When I was a young warthog!" Don sang like an opera.
"Very nice." Danny said, semi sarcastically.
"Thanks." Don replied.
"He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal." Danny continued. "He could clear the savanna after every meal."
"I'm a sensitive soul!" Don exclaimed. "Though I seem thick-skinned, and it hurt that my friends never stood downwind. And oh the shame!"
"He was ashamed!" Danny emphasized.
"Thought of changing my name!"
"Oh, what's in a name?"
"And I got downhearted."
"How did you feel?"
"Every time I..." The rest of the sentence was muffled as a hand covered his mouth.
"Hey! Don!" Danny said, breaking character. "Not in front of the kids!" Don nodded, after Danny gestured to the kids who were giggling, and removed Danny's hand before turning to the kids. "Sorry!"
"Hakuna Matata!" Danny and Don started up again. "What a wonderful phrase! Hakuna Matata, ain't no passing craze."
"It means /no worries, for the rest of your days/!" Lindsey exclaimed, standing in front of the two men, arms wide.
"Yeah, sing it kid!" Danny said, sticking his head over one of her shoulders.
"It's our problem free." Danny and Lindsey sang.
"Philosophy!" Don said, sticking his head over Lindsey's other shoulder.
Lindsey wrapped her arms around the guys' necks.
"Hakuna Matata!" All three sang as the music stopped and the stage darkened.