DarkEcoOttsel: Yo, this is my first Lion King fic so please be nice! This
fic is stationed right after Lion King 2. Please review after you're done
reading! Thanks!
Summary for Chapter One: After it rains for days in the Pride Lands, Timon and Pumbaa go out in search for grubs. Instead of grubs, they find...well, read on and find out!
Disclaimer: I don't any of the Lion King characters except Mira. Oh, and of course my Timon plushie. MINE!!
Chapter One ~~ Memory Loss
"Wow, it's really coming down," Kiara commented as she nodded to the steady sheets of rain drenching the Pride Lands.
"Is everyone inside?" Simba asked her as he walked up next to her.
"I think so," Kiara looked over her shoulder and started to count the lionesses that were lying about the cave leisurely.
"I think we're missing two," Kovu said and grinned.
"Who?" Simba asked, raising a brow.
"Agh!" Timon cried from Pumbaa's soaking wet head as he scrambled up the slippery rocks to the shelter of the cave where everyone else was.
"Timon, Pumbaa!" Kiara cried and smiled.
"How'd ya like that?" Timon leaped off Pumbaa's head, got down on all fours and shook the cold water from his fur. "We went out looking for grubs and it started raining!"
"It does that this time of year," Simba said, also smiling.
"I know that!" Timon snapped and shivered. "Whenever it started to rain back at the Pit of Shame (A/N: AKA Timon's old home), we used to scrambled back inside the tunnels and take shelter. Of course, Ma and Uncle Max and everyone else is probably nice and warm back at the oasis."
"You can go back now," Kiara said.
"Yeah, you don't need to baby sit anymore," Kovu gave them a toothy grin.
"I like baby sitting!" Pumbaa grinned. Timon glared at him and continued to shiver.
"I would go back but it looks like I'll be stuck here for a couple more weeks," Timon sighed as he watched the grasslands become soggy and waterlogged. "I suspect that there'll be floods."
"Really?" Pumbaa looked at him.
"Can't ya tell?" Timon asked as he shook the rainwater off his fur.
He was right. The next couple of days, it was still raining as hard as ever. The grasslands were now flooded with ankle high pools of water. The gorge was beginning to fill and several creeks and streams were way beyond their banks. Even the waterhole had grown several feet.
"It's never gonna stop!" Timon cried, visibly frustrated. He glared at the rain clouds from the safety of Pride Rock.
"It's gotta stop soon," Kovu sighed from a corner of the large cave. " We'll run outta food."
"Too late," Pumbaa muttered as he sniffed at some empty beetle shells.
Timon groaned. Then he muttered angrily, "If it doesn't stop, I'm gonna drown myself."
A few days later and a few desperate attempts to stop Timon from jumping into the gorge, the rain finally subsided into a small sprinkle and the sun occasionally poked through the dusty gray clouds. Although it would take a couple more days for the water to recede, that didn't get Timon down.
"C'mon, Pumbaa! Let's go feast!" Timon said happily with a smile plastered on his face.
"But, Timon—" Pumbaa started but stopped.
"It's Grub City out there!" Timon leaped onto the warthog's head. "We gotta hurry before those stupid birds come and eat 'em all!"
"Timon, I think you should wait a few more days," Nala said as she looked out at the soaked Pride Lands. "The water is still pretty high."
"We won't go anywhere near the water, right Pumbaa?" Timon said as he grabbed Pumbaa's ears.
"Uh, right."
Nala sighed and Simba whispered in her ear, "You know Timon. Once he's made up his mind, he won't back down."
Nala nodded as she watched the warthog and the meerkat trot off into the Pride Lands. Still, she couldn't settle the feeling of dread in her stomach.
Timon leaped off Pumbaa's head once they were away from Pride Rock. His feet instantly sank into the mud but that only encouraged him.
"This is it, Pumbaa! Prepare to feast like never before!"
"Yeah, this isn't so bad!" Pumbaa said as he rolled in the mud.
Timon rolled his eyes as he walked off to find some delicious grubs and worms that washed up onto the ground. He noticed a couple worms trying to wiggle away from him in the mud, but they only got stuck. He licked his lips and picked one up. He ate it like spaghetti.
"Pumbaa, you're missing the meal," Timon shouted over his shoulder, not bothering to listen for a response. He quickly slurped up the rest of the worms lying around and quickly moved on to look for more.
Timon looked up and saw that he was very close to a flooded creek. But there were more grubs closer to the bank. Glancing back to see if anyone was watching, he quickly ran forward to grab a handful of grubs and worms. Instead, he tripped over something fuzzy and big. He yelped as he nearly went toppling into the still raging water of the creek.
"What's the big idea—" Timon cut himself off as he saw what he tripped over. Lying half in the water half out was a female meerkat, unconscious. She was very pretty and Timon felt a blush creep across his cheeks as he stared at her face.
"What's wrong, Timon?" Pumbaa asked as he trotted up to him. He followed Timon's stare until he looked down and saw the female. "Oh! Who's this?"
"I dunno, I kinda tripped over her," Timon admitted as he stood up. "What should we do?"
"She looks pretty bad," Pumbaa said as he glanced at her. "Why don't we bring her back to Pride Rock?"
"Sure, I guess," Timon shrugged. He waited for Pumbaa to pick her up but the warthog merely stood there. Aggravated, Timon asked, "Well, why don't you pick her up?"
"I might knock her into the water," Pumbaa replied as he nodded towards the river.
Timon sighed as he walked over to the female and gingerly picked her up in both arms. To his surprise, she was a lot lighter than he thought she would be even with waterlogged fur. He climbed onto Pumbaa and they quickly rode off towards Pride Rock.
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Kovu looked out over the Pride Lands from the cave. His gaze was averted when he saw two familiar objects running towards him.
"Timon, Pumbaa, there you are..." Kovu trailed off when he saw something in Timon's arms. When they came closer, he saw that it was another meerkat.
"Hey, Kovu, we gotta problem!" Timon shouted as Pumbaa trotted up to him. Timon slid off the warthog's head gently so he wouldn't disturb the female.
"Timon, who's that?" Kovu asked, his voice filled with concern.
"I-I dunno!" Timon said, his voice rising shakily. "I found her by the water and—"
"What's going on?" Kiara asked as she walked up behind Kovu. She noticed the unconscious female and gasped.
"Oh, my! Timon put her on the ground!" Kiara ordered and Timon quickly did as she said. The Kiara said, "Put your head to her chest to see if she's breathed in water!"
Timon hesitated but quickly lowered his head and listened. He heard some sloshing around when she took ragged breaths.
"Uh, I hear water," Timon looked up.
"What does that mean?" Pumbaa asked quickly, noticing Kiara's horrified look.
"It means if the water doesn't come out, she could never wake up," Kiara replied.
"What should we do?!" Timon asked frantically.
"Not 'we'," Kovu said, "you."
"Me? What can I do?"
"Uh, mouth-to-mouth?" Kiara suggested.
Timon's jaw dropped and his left eye twitched. "But why do I have to—"
"Your mouth is the smallest," Kovu replied. "And every second you waste may be one second off her life."
Timon gulped and looked back at the female, who had almost stopped breathing. Then he slowly lowered his head towards hers.
Everyone was silent as Timon's lips were less than an inch than the female's. Then they blinked when the female opened her eyes and found herself staring into Timon's.
"GYAA!" Timon cried in shock as he scrambled backwards. Instead of the female reacting the same way, she flipped over onto her side and began to vomit water and bile.
"Hey, a-are you okay—" Timon started.
"Fine," she said when she stopped vomiting. "I think."
"Well, uh, what's your name, Miss?" Pumbaa asked once she had recovered a bit.
"It's...uh," the female looked very confused and she tapped her head. "I-I think its Mira."
"What do you mean 'think'?" Timon asked once he had recovered from the shock.
"I can't remember...anything."
"Anything...?"
~~~ to be continued ~~~
DarkEcoOttsel: Ha! Cliffhanger! Sorry people, but I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up. It depends on the reviews I'll get! TTFN!
Summary for Chapter One: After it rains for days in the Pride Lands, Timon and Pumbaa go out in search for grubs. Instead of grubs, they find...well, read on and find out!
Disclaimer: I don't any of the Lion King characters except Mira. Oh, and of course my Timon plushie. MINE!!
Chapter One ~~ Memory Loss
"Wow, it's really coming down," Kiara commented as she nodded to the steady sheets of rain drenching the Pride Lands.
"Is everyone inside?" Simba asked her as he walked up next to her.
"I think so," Kiara looked over her shoulder and started to count the lionesses that were lying about the cave leisurely.
"I think we're missing two," Kovu said and grinned.
"Who?" Simba asked, raising a brow.
"Agh!" Timon cried from Pumbaa's soaking wet head as he scrambled up the slippery rocks to the shelter of the cave where everyone else was.
"Timon, Pumbaa!" Kiara cried and smiled.
"How'd ya like that?" Timon leaped off Pumbaa's head, got down on all fours and shook the cold water from his fur. "We went out looking for grubs and it started raining!"
"It does that this time of year," Simba said, also smiling.
"I know that!" Timon snapped and shivered. "Whenever it started to rain back at the Pit of Shame (A/N: AKA Timon's old home), we used to scrambled back inside the tunnels and take shelter. Of course, Ma and Uncle Max and everyone else is probably nice and warm back at the oasis."
"You can go back now," Kiara said.
"Yeah, you don't need to baby sit anymore," Kovu gave them a toothy grin.
"I like baby sitting!" Pumbaa grinned. Timon glared at him and continued to shiver.
"I would go back but it looks like I'll be stuck here for a couple more weeks," Timon sighed as he watched the grasslands become soggy and waterlogged. "I suspect that there'll be floods."
"Really?" Pumbaa looked at him.
"Can't ya tell?" Timon asked as he shook the rainwater off his fur.
He was right. The next couple of days, it was still raining as hard as ever. The grasslands were now flooded with ankle high pools of water. The gorge was beginning to fill and several creeks and streams were way beyond their banks. Even the waterhole had grown several feet.
"It's never gonna stop!" Timon cried, visibly frustrated. He glared at the rain clouds from the safety of Pride Rock.
"It's gotta stop soon," Kovu sighed from a corner of the large cave. " We'll run outta food."
"Too late," Pumbaa muttered as he sniffed at some empty beetle shells.
Timon groaned. Then he muttered angrily, "If it doesn't stop, I'm gonna drown myself."
A few days later and a few desperate attempts to stop Timon from jumping into the gorge, the rain finally subsided into a small sprinkle and the sun occasionally poked through the dusty gray clouds. Although it would take a couple more days for the water to recede, that didn't get Timon down.
"C'mon, Pumbaa! Let's go feast!" Timon said happily with a smile plastered on his face.
"But, Timon—" Pumbaa started but stopped.
"It's Grub City out there!" Timon leaped onto the warthog's head. "We gotta hurry before those stupid birds come and eat 'em all!"
"Timon, I think you should wait a few more days," Nala said as she looked out at the soaked Pride Lands. "The water is still pretty high."
"We won't go anywhere near the water, right Pumbaa?" Timon said as he grabbed Pumbaa's ears.
"Uh, right."
Nala sighed and Simba whispered in her ear, "You know Timon. Once he's made up his mind, he won't back down."
Nala nodded as she watched the warthog and the meerkat trot off into the Pride Lands. Still, she couldn't settle the feeling of dread in her stomach.
Timon leaped off Pumbaa's head once they were away from Pride Rock. His feet instantly sank into the mud but that only encouraged him.
"This is it, Pumbaa! Prepare to feast like never before!"
"Yeah, this isn't so bad!" Pumbaa said as he rolled in the mud.
Timon rolled his eyes as he walked off to find some delicious grubs and worms that washed up onto the ground. He noticed a couple worms trying to wiggle away from him in the mud, but they only got stuck. He licked his lips and picked one up. He ate it like spaghetti.
"Pumbaa, you're missing the meal," Timon shouted over his shoulder, not bothering to listen for a response. He quickly slurped up the rest of the worms lying around and quickly moved on to look for more.
Timon looked up and saw that he was very close to a flooded creek. But there were more grubs closer to the bank. Glancing back to see if anyone was watching, he quickly ran forward to grab a handful of grubs and worms. Instead, he tripped over something fuzzy and big. He yelped as he nearly went toppling into the still raging water of the creek.
"What's the big idea—" Timon cut himself off as he saw what he tripped over. Lying half in the water half out was a female meerkat, unconscious. She was very pretty and Timon felt a blush creep across his cheeks as he stared at her face.
"What's wrong, Timon?" Pumbaa asked as he trotted up to him. He followed Timon's stare until he looked down and saw the female. "Oh! Who's this?"
"I dunno, I kinda tripped over her," Timon admitted as he stood up. "What should we do?"
"She looks pretty bad," Pumbaa said as he glanced at her. "Why don't we bring her back to Pride Rock?"
"Sure, I guess," Timon shrugged. He waited for Pumbaa to pick her up but the warthog merely stood there. Aggravated, Timon asked, "Well, why don't you pick her up?"
"I might knock her into the water," Pumbaa replied as he nodded towards the river.
Timon sighed as he walked over to the female and gingerly picked her up in both arms. To his surprise, she was a lot lighter than he thought she would be even with waterlogged fur. He climbed onto Pumbaa and they quickly rode off towards Pride Rock.
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Kovu looked out over the Pride Lands from the cave. His gaze was averted when he saw two familiar objects running towards him.
"Timon, Pumbaa, there you are..." Kovu trailed off when he saw something in Timon's arms. When they came closer, he saw that it was another meerkat.
"Hey, Kovu, we gotta problem!" Timon shouted as Pumbaa trotted up to him. Timon slid off the warthog's head gently so he wouldn't disturb the female.
"Timon, who's that?" Kovu asked, his voice filled with concern.
"I-I dunno!" Timon said, his voice rising shakily. "I found her by the water and—"
"What's going on?" Kiara asked as she walked up behind Kovu. She noticed the unconscious female and gasped.
"Oh, my! Timon put her on the ground!" Kiara ordered and Timon quickly did as she said. The Kiara said, "Put your head to her chest to see if she's breathed in water!"
Timon hesitated but quickly lowered his head and listened. He heard some sloshing around when she took ragged breaths.
"Uh, I hear water," Timon looked up.
"What does that mean?" Pumbaa asked quickly, noticing Kiara's horrified look.
"It means if the water doesn't come out, she could never wake up," Kiara replied.
"What should we do?!" Timon asked frantically.
"Not 'we'," Kovu said, "you."
"Me? What can I do?"
"Uh, mouth-to-mouth?" Kiara suggested.
Timon's jaw dropped and his left eye twitched. "But why do I have to—"
"Your mouth is the smallest," Kovu replied. "And every second you waste may be one second off her life."
Timon gulped and looked back at the female, who had almost stopped breathing. Then he slowly lowered his head towards hers.
Everyone was silent as Timon's lips were less than an inch than the female's. Then they blinked when the female opened her eyes and found herself staring into Timon's.
"GYAA!" Timon cried in shock as he scrambled backwards. Instead of the female reacting the same way, she flipped over onto her side and began to vomit water and bile.
"Hey, a-are you okay—" Timon started.
"Fine," she said when she stopped vomiting. "I think."
"Well, uh, what's your name, Miss?" Pumbaa asked once she had recovered a bit.
"It's...uh," the female looked very confused and she tapped her head. "I-I think its Mira."
"What do you mean 'think'?" Timon asked once he had recovered from the shock.
"I can't remember...anything."
"Anything...?"
~~~ to be continued ~~~
DarkEcoOttsel: Ha! Cliffhanger! Sorry people, but I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up. It depends on the reviews I'll get! TTFN!