Disclaimer: I don't own The Lion King
Awooooooooo! Well dear readers old and new the fresh story is up! And anyone who has read any previous reviews to certain events, it is not sad to want to remove yourself to the shit hole we call life for an hour or so. Quite frankly I have a piss poor life at the moment, my love life is none existent and everyone I know rubs that in so yes I write lion king stories and yes I read them, it lets me forget I exist for a short while. I will support anyone who asks for it. So on with the story I hope you enjoy the old cliché done a little different! REVIEW! Enjoy dear readers.
Against The Odds
Chapter 1: Backgrounds
Simba lay low to the ground stalking the blue bird in front of him. Once again he and his friends would get the annoying banana beak. His friends waited patiently for Simba to do what he did best. Play pranks. Simba would probably get into trouble with his mom again but he didn't care. None of the cubs did. Simba was one of the common cubs and none of the common cubs were pressured, Simba often wondered what it would be like to be king, but he would have to be prince for that and he wasn't. King Mufasa seemed like a father figure at times but the thing was Simba had never known his father so he could not really say who he was more like; his mom or his dad.
Simba pounced pinning Zazu to the ground hard.
"Ooooof! Oh it's you again" Zazu spat ripping a chuckle from Simba his friends roaring with laughter.
Simba strutted away a broad grin on his face.
Nala stared out of the den into the savannah below.
What she would give to play with the other cubs. To be one of the regular cubs.
She watched with interest as one of the golden cubs stalked Zazu, she almost felt sorry for Zazu if he didn't follow her around everywhere. She would love to be able to do that to him. She grinned as the cub pinned Zazu, she knew he hated that.
"I wonder if mom will let me play with that cub?" she asked herself hopefully. But a part of her knew it wasn't going to happen, she was the princess. She was not allowed to play with the other cubs because they always got their coats dirty.
Nala was never allowed out of the den to play; she rarely left with her mother. Sarabi and Mufasa felt bad for their daughter at times. To the point now that Sarabi feared for Nala's lack of friends, but she could not allow her to play with cubs outside the den. It was then she had an idea. It was a wild fling but what if she could order on of the cubs to play in the den with Nala. They would have fun, Nala would have a friend and they would stay clean. In theory it was a good plan, but Sarabi knew none of the cubs would volunteer to stay inside unless they were given something.
But what could the queen reward them with? She had nothing they wanted. The plan came to her in the form of a blue hornbill.
"I have had it with that Simba!" he proclaimed angrily
"What has he done now Zazu?" Sarabi asked amused.
"He keeps leaping on me and I am sick of it!" Zazu huffed his feathers sticking out in all directions.
"Well I think I have a plan to punish young Simba, Sarabi told the disgruntled hornbill.
"Oh your highness please put it into action if anything it will give me time to look like a major domo again and not a chew toy." Zazu took off in search of a good tree to rest on.
Sarabi looked around the den spotting her friend Sarafina in the corner.
"Saffy would you call your son in?" Sarafina cocked her head but shrugged off the queens intentions; he was probably in trouble again.
"Simba!" After a few moments a golden cub came tearing into the den his eye's alight with mischief.
"Simba the queen wants to talk to you" Sarafina went back to grooming herself, as Simba looked expectantly at Sarabi.
"I hear you've been pouncing on Zazu again." Simba lowered his head waiting to be punished as usual.
"I'm not going to ground you" Simba looked up excitedly, thinking the adults finally found it funny.
"But you will be playing with my daughter from now on, and you will do so inside the den." Sarabi continued.
Simba cocked his head.
"You mean I have to play with the princess inside all day?" he asked incredulously. Sarabi nodded.
"She is very lonely and needs a friend to play with, but we can't let her out in case she ruins her coat." The queen explained.
"Oh I see" Simba nodded smiling, then the smile was replaced by shock.
"But she's a girl!" Simba whined.
Sarabi rolled her eyes,
"I'm a girl Simba" Sarafina stated.
Simba scrunched up his face.
"No your not you're a mom" Simba called back causing Sarafina to chuckle.
"Well the decision is final you will play with Nala, she might even teach you some manners" Simba scoffed, that was likely.
"Ok where is she?" Simba asked glumly.
Sarabi nodded towards a dark corner where Nala usually slept.
Sarabi watched him head over his ears drooped before she turned to leave into the sun.
Simba wandered over to were Nala lay bored out of her mind. She noticed the golden cub heading towards her and immediately bounded out to meet him.
"Hi I'm Nala!" she said cheerfully.
Simba froze. His eyes focused and unfocused.
He had never been the one to back down from social interactions but this time he suddenly felt very shy.
He couldn't place why he felt so different and tried to speak thought his mouth had gone dry.
"H..hello I'm Simba" he croaked.
Nala smiled at Simba who grinned back, they went back into the corner to play.
Awooooooo! Merry Christmas everyone! Here is my gift to you a new story! This one is based on my life, the first girl I ever met and the first friend I ever had. Laura. Never forget her even on my dying day. Anyway enough remenising REVIEW! Oh and don't worry bout me this hatr guy doesn't bother me at all, I think he's just some saddo with too much time on his hand and probably bitter because he's not an anal virgin. Anywhoooodles the more he puts the more I update so its all gooood! So let's rock the night away with the first installement of Against the Odds. Until the next update dear readers, Awooooooooooooooooooooo!