Okay, so this takes place during TLK 1 ½ and goes through the movie. Umm, I don't own anyone but my OC Iggy. Strange name but he's a strange kid. So anyway…here it is! Oh by the way I put them in human years cuz mainly idk about actually animal ages…oh and if you're wondering Iggy comes up to Timon's chest. That's how small he is. Okay on with the story.

Chapter 1: Acquaintances

Living in the Savannah wasn't very easy. It was extremely hot, but most animals could bare the harsh conditions. It was even harder for little animals, such as a little orphaned meerkat. Iggy was alone in the big wide world, but that didn't bother him much. Instead he preferred it that way. Iggy was only a little meerkat no older than ten years of age with blonde hair on the top of his head that stuck up in odd angles. He had been on the run for three years now, traveling to find a new and more permanent. He wanted desperately to find a safe place to go, but that was becoming harder to do.

It was late at night as Iggy walked through tall Savannah grass trying to find a way out of the maze of tall dark blades of green. He heard a twig snap and he jumped. He was terrified. Was it Marko? Had he finally caught up with him? Marko had killed Iggy's parents and he was out looking for Iggy now. Iggy gulped and walked faster, praying it wasn't him. But as he did a loud snuffling noise was heard next to him and he then heard a loud noise. Iggy pushed his way through the blades faster and then suddenly he ran into something. He bounced back off whatever it was and landed on his bottom.

"Ahhh!" Iggy screamed.

"Ahhh!" screamed a voice next to him.

"Ahhhh!" screamed another voice at the same time. Iggy scooted backwards away as the screams subsided. There were two creatures standing there. One was a meerkat like himself. This meerkat had red hair and was currently lying on the ground in front of a…warthog? Iggy did a double take to see if he was really seeing this large boar. After rubbing his eyes he realized that it was true.

"Just eat me and make it fast!" the meerkat yelled as he begged on his knees. "I've got a low threshold for pain."

"Easy, easy there, little guy. I'm not going eat you." the warthog said soothingly.

"What? You're not? Then why were you stalking me!" The meerkat pushed down on the warthog's snout.

"Well, gee, I saw you go by and I figured a little fellow like you shouldn't be out here all alone."

"Hey, what about you?" The meerkat demanded. "You're all alone." Then the meerkat looked around and didn't spot Iggy. "You are all alone aren't you?"

"Yeah. Most animals give me a pretty wide berth." The warthog said a little sadly and Iggy bit his lip. He wanted to say I'm all alone too. But he kept quiet instead hoping they wouldn't notice him.

"They do?" the meerkat said and Iggy saw a strange look on his face. "Even the hungry ones?"

"Yeah I drive most everyone away. People see me coming and they run for cover. They can't get out of the way fast enough"

"You don't say. You don't say." The meerkat said in mock-sympathy as he examined the warthog's hooves. "Must be the gleam on those vicious tusks, huh? Strikes fear into their hearts." At this Iggy perked up, maybe the other meerkat had a point. If the warthog drove everyone away, maybe he'd be safe from Marko…

"Actually, they say I wreak their appetite."

"Wow, it's like you have this-this special power…"

"Special power?" the warthog asked walking backwards. "Well, it-it's pretty powerful, all right."

"Perfect!" the meerkat exclaimed. "You're hired!"

"Great!" the warthog said excitedly. Then he looked confused. "Uh, for what?"

"To get me to a little worry-free haven out by that big pointy rock." The meerkat pointed towards a large grey 'L' shaped rock in the distance.

"And you want me to come with you?"

"Ha ha. Do you see any other big lovable chunk of warthog here, who also happens to have razor-sharp tusks and the ability to repel predators?"

"I'm your pig." The warthog announced and the meerkat grinned. Iggy slipped towards them quietly. As long as he stayed near them he'd be safe…maybe. He didn't want to get too close. No one else needed to die on his account.

"You and me, I can tell-we see eye to eye."

"You mean, like friends?" the warthog asked excitedly.

"Whoa, easy there, big fella." The meerkat corrected backing up slowly. "I'd say more like acquaintances."

"Oh." The warthog said rather disappointedly. "Well, it's a start."

"Put 'er there, acquaintance." The meerkat held his hand out and the warthog shook it. "I'm Timon."

"Pumbaa!" the warthog announced proudly.

"No, really." Timon waited for Pumbaa to tell him something else. When he didn't he gave a wry smile. "All right, then. Let's hit the road."

"You got it…acquaintance." They started off and Iggy followed, but as he did he tripped over a rock and landed with an 'oomph', in the middle of the path. When the dust settled he looked up sheepishly at the duo ahead of him. They looked at him with shocked expressions.

"Whatcha doin' here kid?" Timon asked arching an eyebrow and placing his hands on his hips. Iggy gulped and sat up.

"Um, n-nothing." He stuttered backing away from them.

"Aww, it's alright little guy we won't hurt you." Pumbaa said and he gave the little meerkat a reassuring smile. "What's your name?"

"Iggy." he said quietly and Timon snorted.

"What kind of name is 'Iggy'?"

"What kind of name is 'Timon'?" Iggy shot back and the older meerkat looked taken aback.

"Whoa, what's with the hostility kid? I didn't mean it."

"Yeah, right." Iggy stated and the meerkats glared at each other. Pumbaa decided to break the awkward silence and ease the tension.

"So, um, where are your parents?" Iggy looked at the ground and shuffled his foot in the dust. Timon and Pumbaa glanced at each other. The little meerkat sniffed and then they understood.

"Aww, its okay little guy. I'm all alone too."Pumbaa said sympathetically. At this Iggy looked up with tear-filled eyes and Timon felt the anger deflate from him. The kid was obviously hurt by someone, no wonder he was hostile.

"Why don't you come with us?" Pumbaa asked and then he looked at Timon. "If that's alright?"

"Sure, sure. The more the merrier." Timon attempted to toss an arm around him, but Iggy dodged. Timon saw the fear in Iggy's eyes before the little meerkat glared at him, hiding the fear.

"Don't touch me." he said and he went to stand beside Pumbaa. Timon was confused. What'd he do? The older meerkat shrugged and went and jumped onto Pumbaa's back. Iggy walked beside Pumbaa as they started down the hill. Something was bothering this little guy, Pumbaa thought, I wonder what it is?

"So," Timon finally said, "Clear one thing up for me. if you weren't going to eat me, what kind of wacky wild pig are you?"

"I'm an insectivore." He stated and Iggy grinned. He liked Pumbaa he was nice. He just wasn't sure about Timon…something about him reminded him of Marko and he didn't like it.

"Oho! A bug eater! Well, me too. I just never had a name for it. I'm kinda partial to the crawly critters myself. How about you big boy?"

"I prefer the one's with wings!"

"And you…whatever your name is?" Timon asked and the little meerkat rolled his eyes.

"Iggy. And I like both." Pumbaa grinned and Iggy gave a small smile back.

"Pumbaa, what's your name, this could be the start of a beautiful…acquaintanceship."

"Oh, joy." Iggy muttered and Timon glared at him. This was going to be a long trip.

Okay so you know the drill Read and Review! I've had this idea for a while it just took a while to get it put on here. Hope you like and yes I am still writing my others so don't worry those updates should be soon.~~DisneyGrl92