A/N: I'm trying my hand on a humor one-shot series starring Scar and his "beloved" young nephew Simba. Young Nala will make an appearance too occasionally.
Please enjoy and thanks for reading!
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He was definitely an extremely intelligent lion. There was no doubt of his vocabulary skills, but his troubles lay in the usage of the words at hand.
Scar had recently been lectured by his older brother. Oh how he hated it when Mufasa or Sarabi found some imaginary fault to whine to him about. The most recent offense was his language. Yes, just words. But the words that left his lips seemed to have transcended beyond his nonexistent audience. By nonexistent audience, he meant his nephew, Simba.
The cub was busy playing and chasing butterflies a short distance from where the dark lion was peacefully sunning himself on a rock. The older lion wasn't on any cubsitting duties, he was in one of his rare moods where he wanted some fresh air away from his personal cave. It just so happened that the rest of the pride was out enjoying this perfect day as well. He had overheard an argument between Simba and the other cubs. The uproar was pathetically stupid in his view, but cubs will take issue with any little thing. (This recent case being a tail length contest with Simba allegedly cheating because he purposefully stood over some line that they had marked.) Soon after, Simba wandered over to where his favorite uncle was napping. For once, the jubilant cub didn't pester him while he slept. Scar even dared to feel overjoyed. It was a good day indeed.
That was until a wasp decided to land on his hind leg and sting him out of his bliss. He normally kept his language refined, but situations like these don't call for finesse. He also knew a litany of curse words. He didn't spare anyone's ears.
Simba, startled, hustled off thinking that he disturbed his uncle and was in trouble for it.
So much for the great outdoors.
Later that afternoon, the lion pride returned to Pride Rock. But Mufasa needed to have a word with his brother.
The king informed the younger noble that he needed to mind his tongue around the cubs in the future. They're very impressionable. Unless Scar cursed so loudly that the entirety of the Pridelands heard or the runt had told his parents.
Yes, the runt had told his parents. At the time, Scar didn't notice the absence of his nephew as he was busy grooming the sting site.
Mufasa's censorship rhetoric risked the future generations growing up to be painfully ignorant and overly sensitive. He wouldn't let that happen on his watch.
"Impressionable indeed."
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