In this week's "Someone Needs a Hug", we shall watch a Mary Sue try to give the notorious villain Scar a hug. We shall see if she survives.
"Lion King Edition"
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Blinking, disoriented, the blonde slowly raised herself up from her prone position. Tall and beautiful, she considered herself the only possible choice for this mission. Quickly taking in her surroundings, she drew herself up, took a deep breath, and pressed forward through the caves, making her way by the eerie green light cast by sulfur geysers.
She didn't have far to go before she spotted her challenge, her mission. Down below, she could see many hyenas, scrapping for bones or cleaning themselves absent-mindedly, but these were not what drew her attention. The one that she was sizing up like a pole vaulter assessing their next jump was the lion in the center. Brown fur, black mane, and killer voice. She had already decided that she loved that voice, which was why she had wanted to do this in the first place.
She was easily spotted as she daintily picked her way down the steep path. "Surround her," Scar shouted to his minions, who jumped sky high in surprise, but quickly followed orders. The beautiful girl had no intention of running, however.
"Scar," she said the name as if it were her best friend. "I've been wanting to see you."
The malicious lion eyed her, almost amused. "Oh you have, have you? And why, pray tell, is that?"
"I've been a sympathizer of yours for a while. An admirer is more like the correct term. The contrast of your fur is so much cooler than the other lions, and your voice… it's almost breathtaking."
Scar growled. A Mary Sue. He could smell this coming, but he had hoped never in his lair, his domain.
The girl acted as if she were surprised at herself. "Oh, pardon me, where are my manners? My name's Margaret Elizabeth, and it is an absolute pleasure to meet you, sir. May I call you Scar?" She extended her hand.
Scar eyed the hand as if it were a juicy steak. "Margaret Elizabeth, eh?"
An awkward moment reigned for a second, and the hyenas began to wonder how long their meal would be delayed. Margaret broke the silence.
"You see, sir Scar, I know all about your childhood. Mufasa was always your father's favorite." Here Scar growled menacingly.
"Don't bring my father into this," he threatened. "Don't come in here to remind me of a past which I lived and you have only heard about. Get out, and go pester Mufasa if you wish to talk to anyone." He turned to walk away, the hyenas looking as if he had broken their favorite playthings.
Margaret was not easily deterred. "What I'm trying to say is that I'm here to join you. Not that I entirely agree with your cause, it's just that I don't want to see you injured or killed in the battle at Pride Rock."
"Who ever said there would be a battle at Pride Rock?" Scar asked casually. "Wouldn't cunning and stealth be far better allies?"
"Yes, but for how long?" the persistent girl rebutted. "You know as well as I do that eventually there will have to be some kind of confrontation. Do you really want to gamble with the outcome?"
Scar hesitated and slowly turned around as if she had his attention now. "And what would you propose, oh wise one in the tactics of lions?"
Margaret's face softened as one would who sees a child crying for its mother. "I propose you allow me into your group. I can protect you on that day. I'll see that nothing happens to you, who always should have been the top brother."
Scar bristled visibly at his past being brought up again, but said nothing. All present missed the glimmer of realization in his eye. "We have a deal then, Margaret. You watch out for me, and…" He appeared slightly choked up. "I'm sorry… it's just that no one's ever cared for me like this before."
Score! This was what Margaret had been waiting for. She walked forward, arms extended. Scar accepted the hug, even returning it. That was the moment he chose to extend his claws.
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Oops. Bad tactics there, Margaret. Ok, it appears we don't have to do anything because the hyena's are cleaning up the body pretty well. Until next time, remember, everyone needs a hug sometimes, it's just how you give it to them.