At the Prideland, Simba and Nala were taking a walk around the Savannah.
Simba; so Nala, have you ever wonder if we could meet another lion?
Nala; another lion.
Simba; yeah, all of our friends are already worming out, I wanna make some new one.
Nala; well, I don't know if we could meet another lion, I mean it could be difficult.
Simba; it not that difficult.
Nala; I hope not.
At that moments, Simba and Nala saw someone behind the bushes. They quietly take a quick peak at it. When they saw someone, there were two lions. One is white and the other is light brown with hair. They both screamed.
Kimba; hey, who goes there?
Simba; who are you?
Kimba; I'm Kimba the white lion
Kitty; and I'm Kitty.
Simba; wait, you copy my name. Simba.
Kimba; I did not, my parents are the one who named me.
Simba; mine too.
Nala; now Simba, calm down.
Simba; that white lion copy me.
Kimba; no I didn't, your the one who copy me. My show was aired right before your. You stole our idea.
Simba; unleast my fur are not white.
Kimba; oh yeah.
Kitty; now Kimba, don't be rude.
Kimba; cork it Kitty.
Kitty; KIMBA!
Simba; hey, be nice to the lady.
Kimba; it none of your business. Your girlfriend is also a copycat.
Nala; i am not.
Kitty; it doesn't look like she copy me, she didn't have any hair.
Kimba; the hair doesn't matter.
Simba; it matter to me.
Kimba; you don't even have hair.
Simba; I have fur, it will grow.
Kimba; grrrr.
Kitty; uh, I'm just ganna leave you two alone for a while, bye.
Nala; me two, I'll go with Kitty, uh, bye Simba.
Simba; so, you think you can copy me.
Kimba; you copy me, you also copy my design.
Simba; I do not, your head look more of a watermelon.
Kimba; you take that back.
Simba; make me.
Kimba claw at Simba.
Simba; what you do that for?
Kimba; so you can leave this place, this is mine.
Simba; it is not, my father rule this kingdom.
Kimba; well, my father rule here first. Until he died.
Simba; wait, what?
Kimba; my father, he died from those poachers.
Simba; what are poachers?
Kimba; their people who hunt animals for meat or cloth.
Simba; you mean, they killed them.
Kimba; yes.
Simba; and what about your mother?
Kimba; you know the movie Titanic.
Simba; yeah.
Kimba; that what happened.
Simba; whao, I didn't realize that.
Kimba; it not your fault, when I was little, I had to swim in the jungle in order to be king.
Simba; wait, your the king.
Kimba; yeah, I know I'm too young, but it the only way to protect the jungle.
Simba; you know, maybe we could both be king.
Kimba; we could.
Simba; of course, I know that one king should rule, but how about this, you rule the Prideland and when I'm older I'll rule it.
Kimba; what about your father?
Simba; I'm sure we can set some agreement.
Kimba; thanks Simba.
Simba; no problem, friend.
So Simba and Kimba went back to Priderock, so Kimba can be king and later Simba when he's older.
The End.