At the Prideland, Simba and Nala were at the meadow walking.

Nala said, "So Simba, when you become king, what rules are you gonna have?"

Simba said, "Well, I'm not sure. I was also thinking about marriage."

Nala said, "Marriage."

Simba said, "Yeah, if we get married, what will we name our kids?"

Nala said, "Well, since female cubs get pregnant, I'll do the naming."

Simba said, "Hey, that not fair. The least you can do is let me choose a name."

Nala said, "Fine, but first we start with a girl."

Simba said, "Well, how about Princess?"

Nala said, "Phtt, we gotta be specific Simba."

Simba said, "How about Sandy?"

Nala said, "Hmm, not really. It gotta be something sweet."

Simba said, "How about Sugar?"

Nala said, "I meant nice."

Simba said, "Pinky."

Nala said, "Not really."

Simba said, "Sally."

Nala said, "No."

Simba said, "Then what is it?"

Nala said, "Hmm, Kiara would be nice."

Simba said, "Kiara. Hmm, that is a nice name."

Nala said, "Thanks, so what would you like to name your cub."

Simba said, "Well, it gotta be something cool."

Nala said, "Let see, how about Dash?"

Simba said, "Uh, maybe 20 percent cooler."

Nala said, "Then, how about Lighting?"

Simba said, "Phtt, our children will not be evil."

Nala said, "Alright then, how about Danny?"

Simba said, "Not really."

Nala said, "Well then, what do you think?"

Simba said, "Hmm, maybe Kion might fit."

Nala said, "Kion, well that is a great name."

Simba said, "Do you think we might be great parent."

Nala said, Well, as long we rule the Prideland, I think things will go quite smoothly."

Simba said, "Yeah. Thanks Nala."

Nala said, "You're welcome Simba."

So the two went back to Priderock happily.

The End.