Chapter One: Princess Tama
Okay, I reread "The Lion King Remixed." IT SUCKS! I have to do something about it! So… rewriting the whole shebang!
Hopefully this will be ten times better than "Lion King Remixed." Or it will. I can't predict yet.
Let's get moving.
Dawn spread out fingertips of rose. Queen Sarabi was in the cave of Pride Rock, in the middle of hard labor. Her three closest friends, Aisha, the pregnant Sarafina, and Libya were at her side.
"I can't do it!" Sarabi claimed.
"C'mon, Bi, you can. I know it!" Libya said, her electric blue eyes shining brightly.
"Lib's right, you're the strongest one here, Bi." Aisha said, her ocher coat glistening.
"You're almost there, Bi. You've got it!" Sarafina said, her apple green eyes sparkling.
Sarabi pushed and a beige cub, but lighter than her, came out. Sarafina quickly placed the cub at Sarabi's side.
"A girl. With a male's hairtuft. That's interesting." Aisha said.
"She's beautiful, Sarabi." Libya practically whispered. Sarabi inhaled.
"There's another cub. I knew it. Mufasa kept saying there was only one cub." Sarabi said.
"Easy, Sarabi. Just focus on getting this one out." Sarafina soothed.
A golden cub was born soon after. Sarafina set the cub next to its sister.
"A boy." Sarafina said. Sarabi lifted her head, looking at her son and daughter. She placed them between her front legs, licking both clean.
"Simba and Tama." Sarabi announced.
"Simba for Mufasa's brother, I assume?" Aisha asked.
"And Chumvi's father." Sarabi lifted a brow at Aisha.
"You're right." Aisha smiled at Sarabi, bumping heads with her.
"And Tama. Where does that come from?" Libya asked.
"My mother. Her name was Tama, and is similarly colored to my Tama." Sarabi said.
"Whoever they're named for, they're gorgeous cubs." Sarafina said.
Meanwhile, Mufasa was making his way to his Queen and newborn cubs. He saw the pair and smiled.
"Golden cub and beige cub. What are the genders and who's older?" Mufasa asked.
"Tama is your daughter, born first, and Simba is your son, the younger born." Sarabi said. Mufasa smiled and bumped heads with his Queen as his son and daughter turned over, facing the mandrill shaman Rafiki, who chuckled.
"First dime we will have a Queen of de Pridelands," Rafiki said, "and dat hairtuft. Dose golden eyes. She's unique."
"She's beautiful." Mufasa said.
"De son, handsome lad like his father and Uncle Simba, may he rest," Rafiki admired as Simba opened his reddish-orange eyes, "And eyes like his Uncle doo! Amazing."
"Both are wonderful." Sarabi said.
Rafiki opened a fruit, wiping it across both the cubs' foreheads. He took dirt and sprinkled it on the cubs. They sneezed. Sarabi and Mufasa nuzzled. Rafiki first took Tama and showed her to the crowd of animals, then did the same with Simba.
The Circle of Life was renewed.
Scar was in his own cave off of Pride Rock, sulking.
How was he supposed to become King with two new hairballs around?
A gray mouse scurried through the cave. Scar set his paw on it, stopping it cold. He picked it up by the tail, looking at it.
"Life's not fair, is it? Well, I, I shall never be King, and you shall never see the light of another day," Scar chuckled, "adieu." He opened his mouth.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to play with your food?" Zazu asked.
"What do you want?" Scar asked, dropping his paw.
"I'm here to tell you that the King Mufasa is on his way! And you better have a good explanation to why you weren't at the ceremony this morning." Zazu said.
The mouse scurried away, and Scar said, "Now Zazu, you've made me lose my lunch."
"You'll be losing a lot more when Mufasa gets a hold of you." Zazu scoffed.
"Oh, I quiver with fear." Scar said, eye Zazu like the hornbill was lunch.
"Scar, don't look at me that way," Zazu got snatched into Scar's mouth, "HELP!"
"Scar?" Mufasa asked from afar.
Scar said, "Yes, Mufasa?" around Zazu.
"Drop him." Mufasa ordered.
Zazu's beak peeked out of Scar's mouth and the hornbill said, "Impeccable timing, your majesty."
Scar spit Zazu out, and Zazu looked disgusted with Scar's saliva on him as Mufasa approached.
"Well, isn't it my big brother, coming from up on high to mingle with the commoners?" Scar asked.
"Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Tama and Simba." Mufasa said.
"That was today," Scar put his claws on the stone wall, scraping them down the side as he said, "Oh I feel simply awful!"
Zazu couldn't stand the screeching sound and hid behind Mufasa as Scar looked at his claws.
"Must've slipped my mind." Scar said.
"Well, as slippery as your mind is as the King's brother you should have been first in line!" Zazu said, flying over to Scar. Scar snapped his jaws. Zazu retreated
"I was first in line, until the hairballs were born." Scar said.
"Those 'hairballs' are my son and daughter, and Tama is your future Queen." Mufasa reminded him.
"I shall practice my curtsey." Scar said, walking away.
"Don't turn your back on me, Scar." Mufasa said.
"Oh, no Mufasa, it is you who shouldn't turn your back on me." Scar said. Mufasa roared, getting in front of Scar.
"Is that a challenge?" Mufasa demanded, teeth bore.
"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you." Scar said.
"Pity. Why not?" Zazu asked.
"When it comes to brains, I've got the lion's share but when it comes to brute strength," Scar started walking away, "I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool."
When Scar was out of earshot, Zazu said, "There's one in every family, sire, two in mine actually." Zazu flew up onto Mufasa's shoulder.
"What am I going to do with him?" Mufasa asked
"He'd make a very handsome throw rug." Zazu said.
"Zazu." Mufasa chided. The two made their way to Pride Rock.
"And think of this, every time you get mad at him you can take him out and beat him." Zazu said. Mufasa laughed.
Upon Mufasa's return, his nephew, Chumvi, and Libya's dark golden cub, Tojo, greeted him. Tojo and Chumvi were just old enough to start playing. Mufasa nudged the cubs with his nose.
"Uncle Muffy!" Chumvi exclaimed.
"Muffy!" Tojo echoed. Libya came out from the cave.
"Sorry, Mufasa. It's my turn to watch these two." Libya chuckled.
"It's all right, Lib. And may I say your son has your beautiful eyes." Mufasa said, looking at Tojo.
"He's otherwise his father's son, though." Libya said.
"How is our dear Radi?" Mufasa asked.
"He's doing fine, thank you." Libya said with a smile. She hustled the brown Chumvi and dark golden Tojo into the cave. Mufasa followed in and settled next to Sarabi and his twins.
Better? I think so.
Oh and in "Lion King Remixed," I named Tojo's father "Hono." But I've renamed him "Radi." So Hono is Radi and Radi is Hono. And Radi means "lightning" in Swahili.
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