Hey, I'm back already! Yay! At least, it think so… never mind. Enjoy!
I don't own Lion King.
The African Serengeti was usually a warm, dry place. The days were hot, the nights got cooler and more comfortable. They were peaceful and serene. At least, usually they were. But not tonight.
The bad thing about Africa, while it was very warm and dry most of the time, rain always came in sudden, heavy bursts. It could last for up to a week, then it didn't come back for half a year or so. That's what was going on this certain night.
The sky was angry; that was how the triplet hyena pups, children of the matriarch, saw it. It had been booming and crackling for three days straight now, pouring water as hard down as it could.
Banzai wasn't sure what time of day it was, only that he and his siblings were still stuck inside. And he. Was. Bored. There was nothing to do. Ed was curled up in the corner, gnawing contentedly on a bone. He couldn't get him to budge. Neema, their mother, had been coddling Shenzi like there was no tomorrow for six weeks now, three still till her paw healed from a run-in with the lions of the forbidden Pridelands, so she couldn't play with him either.
Banzai couldn't help but think about that. Those lions were so mean! They weren't causing trouble; it was that dumb butterfly's fault anyway! It had fluttered into their land, and Shenzi, being a girl, just had to get a closer look and chased after it. Seeing her having fun, the two boys soon joined in. it had lead them across the borders, and they'd been having so much fun, they didn't notice.
What was the big deal anyway? There wasn't much food here, and the Pridelands were so bright and nice. He loved his home already, so many adventures to have and places to explore, but… there wasn't much food. As children of the matriarch, they always had food in front of them when mealtimes came, but still. There wasn't enough food for everyone else. Why did the lions have to be so selfish?! There was more than enough food there for the lions and hyenas to share! So why must that awful king be so stingy?!
Now, hyenas weren't exactly known for their selflessness, more for being sneaky, conniving, and tricky, but still. Neema was doing her best to shape them up well; as her daughter was going to be matriarch, and one of her sons would undoubtedly be alpha, considering she had chose not to betroth Shenzi, they needed to know how to be good leaders. That meant being caring and looking out for the others, but she by no means wanted her children to be soft, either. They would be fierce fighters, strong rulers that would keep everyone in good condition. No one would dare challenge them. They would know how to fight and ensure their dominance, but they'd care too. Maybe not noticeably, but they would. They would be good rulers. Neema was raising them well. Or at least, she thought so.
Most hyenas were raised ruthless barbarians that cared about solely three things. Laughing, eating, and reproducing once becoming of age. She wanted her children to grow up as more than that. After all, heirs to the clan were the only ones raised to have more values, having ancient secrets and methods passed on to them. The leaders were raised to be intelligent and resourceful.
Banzai sighed again and padded over to the doorway, plopping down with a sad sigh, laying his head on his paws, watching the rain pound the ground, splashing slightly every time a drop hit. Speaking of which… a drop fell particularly close to him, bounced off, and landed right on his nose.
In response, the little sensitive black nose quivered slightly and gave a tiny sneeze. "Achoo!"
Neema looked over from combing Shenzi hair with her claws, coming her bangs back. "Bless you." She said, observing him for a moment. Her younger son was climbing to his feet, sticking his head out the door, giggling quietly to himself as he was splashed with water, sniffing the fresh, rainy air. "Banzai" she warned. "Don't go get all wet an catch yerself a cold." She warned. "If ya do, yer brother n' sister'll catch it too."
"Aw mooom…" he complained. "But splashin in puddles is fun!"
"It'is, huh?" Shenzi shook her mother's much larger forearm. "Mama? When w'll I be able ta go outside again?"
"When yer legs better honey."
"When'l that be?"
"Three more weeks."
"Awww…" a sulk overcame the young pup's face, ears flattening.
"Aw, don' worry." She licked her cheek lovingly, beginning to comb her hair with her claws again. "It'll go quick. I promise."
Her only daughter narrowed her bright yellow eyes. "Promise?"
"I promise." She put a pink flower beside her ear. "Now… don't you look just adorable!"
"Mooooom!" she shook the flower off, resulting in it landing, petals down, on her nose. She went cross eyed to look, before a pout formed on her face. "I hate flowers." She blew it off. "'Specially when they're on my nose!"
Neema laughed good-naturedly and nuzzled her youngest pup. "I know. I do too." She licked the top of her head and smoothed down her hair again. "But you looked so cute!"
"Mom!"
She chuckled. "Sorry." She really wasn't.
…
Banzai hadn't listened to his mother. Yes, he knew she'd be angry when she found out, but he was just so bored, he needed something to do! If he had to chew on another bone or take another nap, he'd lose it! He'd never be able to enter that home again!
And it would only be for a little while, and she did always say little pups like themselves needed to burn off their energy and run around. She also always told them to not run in the skull, ever since they'd broken her bone cage in which she kept their entertainment parrot and he escaped. So, in a way, he wasn't disobeying… one of her rules. The other sure, but one of them, not at all.
So he just continued to enjoy splashing around and getting muddy and soaked.
He was having a great, seemingly perfect time. But, as everyone knows, every action has consequences…
…
He was just about to pounce on a falling pebble, when he was suddenly yanked off the ground. He gulped and looked up, shivering, in fear and from the chilly rain. "You are in biiig trouble, mister." Neema's voice was irritated; she hated being out in the rain. He responded by letting out a sudden sneeze, sniffling to himself. His mother simply rolled her eyes and headed home.
…
Neema cuddled her middle child close, who was shivering. The pup coughed, earning a look from his mother. "Cover your mouth."
"Yes mommy…" he mumbled.
As little Banzai lay there, curled into a miserable ball, shivering and sniffling and coughing, he went over the lesson he'd learned. No matter what, in any and every situation, mommy is always right.
…Being a puppy not allowed to play in the rain sucked. You always got stupid messages stuck in your mind.
Stupid rain.
So… anyone? Yeah, it's been raining all day here, so I got this idea. Please review! I'll try to come up with another one soon!