A few months had past and young Prince Kovu had grown into a playful young, adventuress cub. As did Simba, Nala, Mheetu, Tama, Kula, Malka, Tojo, and their friend Chumvi. As the sun rose over the powerful Pride Lands, the auburn cub with a dark brown tuff on his head sat at the peak. Looking over the Kingdom with happiness in his green eyes.

"All of this will be mine!" Kovu cooed as his green eyes looked over his father's land.

"What are you doing out so early?"

Kovu looked over his shoulder to see his father. Scar looked very much like his own son but his pelt was orange rather than auburn fur.

"Hi dad! Since you promised to show me around, I thought I might get a head start by being up early!" Kovu puffed out his chest like his father would when adressing subjects.

Scar smiled. "Ah you clever little boy! You will make a fine king one day!"

"Can we go see the kingdom now?" Kovu asked with puppy-like eyes. Scar fought the urge to say yes as he had to do his kingly duties first.

The look Scar gave his son was once Kovu knew all to well by now. Whenever Scar had his emerald green eyes shifting around, trying to think of the answer, Kovu knew it meant he was busy at the moment but always made it up by showing him around after.

Seeing the sadden look on Kovu's face by the king nuzzle his first born.

"Why don't you go see if you can play with Simba?" Scar suggested. "And when I'm done, we'll see the kingdom together and have a lesson."

Kovu shifted slightly. Simba never really liked him all that well, in fact, Simba and his friends would always tease Kovu for being the way he was. The youngest out of the cubs in the Pride, and Chumvi only beat him by two days.

It was always pain in hanging out with the golden prince and his gang of friends. But he just couldn't disobey his father.

"Yes dad." Kovu nodded and nuzzled his father's legs before running down the rocky steps. Scar jumped to be within an ear shout of his son.

"Stay out of the Elephant Graveyard and the Outlands!" Scar shouted.

"Got it!"

Running through his lands, every animal said hello to the young prince as he ran past them. Looking every where for his cousin with hate. Never did Kovu liked hanging out with Simba at all, and it was the same way with Simba.

Malka would tease him for being too slow. Tama would make fun of his ways of doing things. Kula would just back Tama up. Tojo laughed at him when he tripped. Chumvi, who was by far the only nice one, would always help Kovu back up before being pressured into teasing.

Nala and Mheetu did whatever Simba was doing.

It was just plain hell for the future King. And Kovu knew Simba would be the leader of the Lion Guard considering how he heard his parents didn't plan on having anymore cubs.

But it would be nice to have another cub so he wouldn't be teased anymore.

With the watering hole coming into view, Kovu came to a stop when he saw Simba's golden fur and he held his breath. He had finally found them.

"Hey Simba!" He heard Malka say. "Ain't it nice without Kovu here?"

Kovu held his breath again and waited for Simba's answer. Hoping his cousin would at least defend him in one way.

But it didn't happen.

"Sure is." Simba nodded. "I mean, he's not that bad when it comes to certain things like being quiet and listening to us, but he's not fun at all."

Come on, Chumvi, defend me! Kovu thought. Pleading for his one friend to do so. You know me better than anyone!

"He's not that bad," Chumvi spoke and Kovu nearly jumped for joy. "He's really fun when you get to know him."

Tama scoffed. "Really?"

"Chumvi, you of all lions should know Kovu sucks at being fun," Tojo mumbled. "All he ever wants to do is listen to his daddy's lessons!"

For being the son of Kiva, the bravest, Tojo sure didn't act like his friendly father. Nor did anyone else who was born with a parent of the Lion Guard.

Kula shifted before getting on her paws and sat down next to Chumvi. "I doubt he'll come here today! Scar's taking him on a tour."

"Good, one free day," Simba purred before Kovu growled.

"Not a free day for you!" Kovu shouted, catching their attention. Instead of a warm gaze in his eyes, it was now cold-hearted. "You're lucky dad lets you stay!"

Malka rose an eyebrow. "What's that suppose to mean?"

The youngest made his way over so he was standing in the middle of the gang. Trying to act brave like his father did when really he regreted saying that.

"Other male lions found within the pride should be banished or killed," Kovu stated. "But since Uncle Mufasa and his guard are keeping the Circle of Life protected as well as the Pride Lands, dad's letting you guys stay!"

Mheetu shifted. "What about our dad? Is Scar just feeling pity on us?"

Kovu looked at the light furred cub and shook his head. "No. Uncle Tor is dad's best friend! He'll never kick him or his cubs out!"

"Pssh, what do you know?" Simba challenged. "I should be future king instead. My dad is basically loved by the whole lands!"

Chumvi frowned. "At least you guys all know your dads! Mine up and left."

Kovu looked down at his paws. Chumvi's dad didn't want to be a father so he left Kiali and Chumvi was glad the only thing he had gotten from his horrible father was the mane color. That way his mother didn't need to be reminded of him.

No one dared to speak about him in front of Chumvi.

It was also the reason why Chumvi was so friendly and was willing to do anything to keep his friends from harm or leaving him.

"You can find a fatherly-figure in any one of our dads," Malka hissed out. "Expect Kovu's."

"I find that Scar is a great father," Chumvi muttered. "I want him to be a fatherly figure to me."

Simba rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Come on, let's go somewhere else."

Just as the gang was going away, Kovu ran behind them and stopped before shouting something that made everyone groan.

"Dad says I need to hang out with you guys!"

"Oh great..." Simba whispered under his breath to Malka and Tojo. "Hurry up then!"

And they took off running with Kovu trying to keep up.