Hello everyone! I'm ba-ack! I had to write another fiction because you guys
are just too great. *Grin*. Oh, and I wanted to torture poor Timon and
Pumbaa some more. Anywho, onto the disclaimer we all love so much:
Disclaimer: They ain't mine.
Caged
The sun made the earth tremble in the distance, the pride lands swaying in the blistering heat of the mid morning wake. The small gray bird poked its head up and gazed around him, unable to shake the feeling that he was being watched. After a moment, he felt he was just being paranoid and dipped his head back into the hole for more bugs.
A short distance away, a predator crouched in the grass, just the points of his shoulder blades and large, unblinking eyes visible. He steadied himself and held his breath, staring intensely at the oblivious bird. He narrowed his eyes, drew back and lunged from his position.
The bird looked up in alarm, turning his head to see the predator fast approaching. His eyes went large, but it was too late...
WHACK!
The bird merely blinked when the meerkat ran into him, Timon falling back onto his rear with a thump. Wrinkling his nose, he looked up at the gray pest, disappointed that his plan to scare him away had failed once again.
"You are undefeatable, aren't you?" Timon griped.
The bird just cocked his head to the side, before returning his beak to the hole. Timon just frowned at him.
"Y'know, you're eating my buffet," Timon tried, slowly getting up from the ground and dusting himself off. The bird went on eating. Timon tossed his arms over his chest and tapped his toe, his mouth twisted to the side as he watched the bird continue with his feasting.
"I'm counting to three and then things will really get ugly."
Still nothing.
Timon cleared his throat and lifted a hand out, using his fingers as he counted, "One... two..."
Just then, the bird shot his head up and looked off to the distance in alarm. Bending his knees, he launched himself into the air and flew away.
"Ah ha!" Timon cheered, watching him go. "I sure scared him!"
Timon froze, his ears perking when he heard it. It was a rumbling noise he had never heard before. Turning to where the bird had looked seconds ago, Timon gasped when he spotted something very large headed his way. It was square-looking, moving on four large, round boulders. It was twice the size of a lion and faster than a cheetah, and it was aimed straight at him.
"Yipe!" Timon yelped, diving onto the ground and covering his head.
To be continued...
Note: Those who are interested, I did a little drawing... You can find my art page link on my bio.
Disclaimer: They ain't mine.
Caged
The sun made the earth tremble in the distance, the pride lands swaying in the blistering heat of the mid morning wake. The small gray bird poked its head up and gazed around him, unable to shake the feeling that he was being watched. After a moment, he felt he was just being paranoid and dipped his head back into the hole for more bugs.
A short distance away, a predator crouched in the grass, just the points of his shoulder blades and large, unblinking eyes visible. He steadied himself and held his breath, staring intensely at the oblivious bird. He narrowed his eyes, drew back and lunged from his position.
The bird looked up in alarm, turning his head to see the predator fast approaching. His eyes went large, but it was too late...
WHACK!
The bird merely blinked when the meerkat ran into him, Timon falling back onto his rear with a thump. Wrinkling his nose, he looked up at the gray pest, disappointed that his plan to scare him away had failed once again.
"You are undefeatable, aren't you?" Timon griped.
The bird just cocked his head to the side, before returning his beak to the hole. Timon just frowned at him.
"Y'know, you're eating my buffet," Timon tried, slowly getting up from the ground and dusting himself off. The bird went on eating. Timon tossed his arms over his chest and tapped his toe, his mouth twisted to the side as he watched the bird continue with his feasting.
"I'm counting to three and then things will really get ugly."
Still nothing.
Timon cleared his throat and lifted a hand out, using his fingers as he counted, "One... two..."
Just then, the bird shot his head up and looked off to the distance in alarm. Bending his knees, he launched himself into the air and flew away.
"Ah ha!" Timon cheered, watching him go. "I sure scared him!"
Timon froze, his ears perking when he heard it. It was a rumbling noise he had never heard before. Turning to where the bird had looked seconds ago, Timon gasped when he spotted something very large headed his way. It was square-looking, moving on four large, round boulders. It was twice the size of a lion and faster than a cheetah, and it was aimed straight at him.
"Yipe!" Timon yelped, diving onto the ground and covering his head.
To be continued...
Note: Those who are interested, I did a little drawing... You can find my art page link on my bio.