For marinheiro

"Timon?"

"Yeah Pumbaa?"

Pause.

"Yeah Pumbaa?" Timon asked again, louder. However Pumbaa continued his silence. Timon rolled over in their nest (a mean feat, considering how much room Pumbaa took up), before climbing up on top of said warthog. He crossed his arms, a rather annoyed look gracing his face.

"What do you want?!" he finally yelled, startling several nearby birds. Pumbaa even jumped, at the volume of his best friend's voice, his eyes flickering open.

"Well?" Timon asked, tapping one of his paws impatiently.

Pumbaa swallowed. "Timon...have you...thought much about the future?"

The meerkat blinked, caught off-guard by Pumbaa's serious tone. He allowed himself to slide over Pumbaa's stomach, coming to rest in his usual place. "I don't know. Why?"

Pumbaa gave him a half shrug, closing his eyes once again. Timon sighed heavily, elbowing him. "No, don't go back to sleep. I want to know!"

"It's nothing," Pumbaa said in a voice that indicated otherwise.

"Pumbaa, look at me," Timon ordered firmly. Pumbaa did as told, his wide eyes reflecting Timon perfectly. "Pumbaa...we're best friends and have been for years now. You can tell me anything!"

Pumbaa hesitated. "But..."

"No buts," Timon said firmly.

Pumbaa swallowed heavily, before rolling over so that his back faced Timon. Timon was about to berate Pumbaa for trying to avoid him, but Pumbaa's voice interrupted him.

"It's just...some day, you...are going to leave me..." he said, his voice near-silent and very hesitant.

Timon gaped at Pumbaa's back. "Now why would you say something like that?!" he exclaimed.

Pumbaa looked at Timon over his shoulder. "Well...I would imagine you'd want to find...you know, that special someone, and start a family..." He trailed off.

Timon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Pumbaa...Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa...What on Earth ever gave you that sort of idea?!"

Pumbaa stumbled over his words, muttering half-formed excuses. Finally, Timon managed to climb over Pumbaa's side, so they could face each other. "Okay, you big pig, you listen up and listen good!" Timon gripped ahold of Pumbaa's tusks firmly. "You are my special someone. You are who I care about most in the world, and who I'd give up everything for, alright? I would never EVER leave you!"

Pumbaa stared at Timon, shocked at the words of affection he was spouting off. Suddenly, his eyes started stinging and Timon became blurry.

Timon panicked slightly, fearing that he had upset the other man - but no, the reality was so much worse. Pumbaa smiled a teary smile, pulling Timon into a bone-crushing hug.

"You're my special someone too, Timon," he sobbed happily.

Timon somehow managed to wriggle free, several moments later. His face was a mixture of embarrassed, annoyed, and - surprisingly - flattered. "Yeah, yeah, keep all that sappy stuff, to yourself, alright?"

A/N Timon and Pumbaa...oh, they're just so adorable! Man, they are one pairing/friendship that I can NOT get enough of!

Sorry for the long hiatus over the summer! However, I am back and better than ever! That being said, the request box (figuratively speaking) is open once more! You know the drill by now, but if you don't, then it is simple: If you have a story idea in any Disney-Pixar animated fandom, just tell me about it and I will write you a story! It's that simple!

Thank you for reading, and please review!