Author's Notes
What you are about to read - unless this note discourages you from doing so - is yet another parody based on tearthgrrl's works. For those wondering - I do have a story planned that doesn't involve other authors' characters or universes. It'll just have to wait.
As you might have noticed, I haven't published anything in some time - and even though now I'm doing so, the text you see below has been written earlier than first chapter of "Forgiveness". The reason is simple - I've started the last year of ere-university education and it's consuming most of my time.
Now, for some disclaimers: the original storyline has been created by tearthgrrl, as were all the OCs. What's about to follow is a try at turning the text into a hilarious story of absurd and weirdness. How well it's done - only you will be able to tell.
For those who haven't yet read tearthgrrl's brilliant stories - be sure to check her profile, as there's no better author to look at if you're searching for a good TLK story, especially if you have some affection towards the hyena trio. Being familiar with original story isn't necessary to enjoy reading this one, but it's strongly advised.
Well.. enjoy ;)
Two lions – Simba and Nala, to be exact – were walking through the ever-green plains of the Pridelands, looking at nothing in particular – the view was the same as ever, and one could only enjoy watching the infinite fields of green for so long. That's why they looked for anything to break the overwhelming boredom, to give them any temporary aim.
Their presence in this particular place seemed to have no significance for any event… but then again, that's how stories usually begin.
As the two looked for anything to amuse them, a certain pair emerged from a patch of high grass: a meerkat standing atop a warthog's head, using the larger animal's ears to control his movements. Not a run-of-the-mill sight indeed and one that could mean something interesting might happen – unless one lived in the Pridelands and stumbled upon the famous duo every now and then.
"Hey, Timon, Pumbaa! Where are you going?" Simba called, surprised that they hadn't stopped to at least say hi.
"Pumbaa found a log of endless feeding potential somewhere near!" Timon answered, never stopping his vehicle friend. "You can join if ya wanna!"
With that, they disappeared behind some shrubberies. Simba thought for a while to remember what kind of bugs could be found near the place they were in… And suddenly picked up speed, not going after his friends though.
"What's up, Simba?" Nala asked, catching up to him.
"Believe me when I say it's better not to be around when Pumbaa gets to what crawls around here," he replied.
Nala's eyes went wider as she understood and the royal couple eagerly took the path Timon and Pumbaa used to get there. They now had the aim they looked for: get as far as possible in short time.
Meanwhile, three certain hyenas were looking for anything edible in the area that was most famous for having absolutely nothing fitting this description inside its borders… unless one went cannibalistic. Or, as one of the trio had in his common habits, self-devouring.
Banzai sat down with a heavy sigh; Shenzi gave up on the last set of bones they found too.
"Bone-dry, as usual," she stated.
"Man I'd like to go back into those Pridelands," Banzai said in an annoyed tone.
"Go on then," Shenzi replied sarcastically, "as soon as you raise Scar from the dead on the way!"
"Hey, this isn't a bad idea!" Banzai perked up. "If we sneak up there and give a scar to the actual king, maybe he'll change too…" he trailed off, smiling to images appearing in his thoughts.
"Have you considered the last one turned AGAINST those who hurt him?" Shenzi yelled.
Ed just watched them argue, having gotten used to his friends' almost constant fights – and knowing pretty well it was pretty much the only way they could express their emotions. He knew perfectly well what was hiding behind Banzai's fake threats, idiotic remarks he often conjured whenever there was nothing else to say and longing looks that centered around Shenzi seemingly only by a chance. Yes, history of Banzai's affection was clear and pessimistic.
What Ed pondered about was what did Shenzi really think whenever she scolded Banzai for those actions.
"Let's go home," Shenzi said after a long while. "It's getting dark and we're as likely to find anything to eat here as a brain inside a lion's head."
"Yeah," Banzai agreed and the whole trio went towards the elephant skull they called their home.
Back in the Pridelands, Simba and Nala were headed home as well, this of course being Priderock. Their trip took a little longer than they had planned – due to a certain nuclear explosion in the savannah they were forced to take a longer route back.
"Don't you wish every day could be like this?" Nala asked.
"Yeah, what with having to run for our lives and practically dying of boredom for the rest of the time - ever since we defeated Scar…" Simba saw Nala looking at him strangely. "Uh, you were serious? Yes, it would be nice."
Everybody slept fine on that night – uneventful days favor such activities. It's the amassment of events that tires everybody and keeps them up by posing a threat to their lives, should they fall asleep.
Even the hyenas slept soundly, once more proving that with an empty stomach it's easier to sleep than stay awake. And though even in their dreams they were constantly hungry, they knew they will stand up the next day and enjoy each other's company. Because after a long period of time, every misfortune transforms into everyday circumstance.
None of those who were to be affected by the following day's happenings suspected a thing – there's a strong habit of preparing to anything unwanted one suspects that usually makes the expected impossible, thus whenever something like this happens – it's obvious the participants were oblivious as to what is going to befall them.