Author's note: I know this chapter is shorter then ch. 1, but I wanted what happens in this chapter and what happens in the next one to have seperate chapters. I hope that made sense. :-)

Ch. 2

The next day Timon was still a little mad about their encounter with that female in the tree. They had left and found their food in another area, but the image of her still stuck in his mind. She had been on Pumbaa's mind as well, although he had felt sympathy rather than anger. Why was she all alone? Did she ever leave her tree, or did she never associate with anyone? That seemed to Pumbaa to be an awfully lonely way to live. But she was pushed from both of their minds with the arrival of Simba later in the day.

Pumbaa and Timon were all down at the lake when Simba arrived. Pumbaa, after he had dried off from being in the water, was the first to spot him. "Hey, Look Timon, it's Simba!" "Hey guys!" Simba called as he walked up. Timon and Pumbaa rushed to greet him. "Hey Simba. What took ya so long? We've been waiting all day for you." Timon said jokingly as they all greeted each other. "Ah, you know I'm kidding."

"So Simba, how have you been?" Pumbaa asked as they all settled down from the excitement of their reunion. "That bird guy told us you had news."

"Where is that bird guy anyway?" Timon asked. "I'd think he would've given you some kind of "royal introduction" or something.

Simba laughed at this." Well, he was really tired from his trip here yesterday, so I let him stay behind. But about the news. I wasn't able to come right when it happened, of course. I had to stay with Nala, but it's only been a week, and it's still really amazing..."

"Will you just tell us already? Stop keeping us in suspense." Timon said slightly exasperated.

"Ok, last week Nala gave birth to a cub. I'm a father!" This really surprised Timon and Pumbaa.

"Wow!" said Pumbaa. "Congratulations! This is great!"

"Yeah, it is!" Timon agreed. "Man, you a dad, I never would have guessed it!"

"I'm glad you guys are excited, the cub's presentation is in about two weeks, it's still too young to come out into the open. But when we hold it's presentation, I'd really want you guys to be there"

"Well, of course we're going to be there!" said Timon. "How in the world could we miss that?"

"Yeah, seeing a little cub Simba, or Nala. Hey Simba, is it a boy or girl cub?" asked Pumbaa.

Simba smiled. "Now that I'm not going to tell you. You'll have to find out when you come."

They spent the rest of the day walking around the jungle. Reminiscing about when it was just the three of them, and trying to get Simba to tell them if the cub was male or female. Simba still wouldn't spoil it for them but Timon and Pumbaa silently thought that it had to be a boy. A tiny Simba Jr. for them to help teach the all-important philosophy of "Hakuna Matata" to.

When the sun had started to go down Simba had to leave so he would be back home to help Nala with the cub my morning. They said their goodbyes and Timon and Pumbaa were left, after Simba had gone, with their thoughts.

After sitting for a little while in silence, Timon thought out loud, "You know, it's kind of strange to think about, Simba with a cub, you know?"

"Yeah." Pumbaa agreed.

"Kind of makes me feel a little old."

"Me too."

"Oh, neither of you are old." Came Timon's mom's voice from behind them, "If you two are old then what does that make me?"

This remark broke them from their thought to realize that it was getting a little late. They said goodnight and Timon's mom followed Timon back to his sleeping area. He had been getting comfortable in his nest (since the other day he made a point not to sleep in the hammock) when his mom had caught up with him. "Timon, I know it's late, but if you can remember I'd like you to do something for me tomorrow."

Timon had been falling asleep as she was talking and didn't really hear her but agreed to it anyway. "...Yeah...ok...whatever Ma." "Oh good." Timon's mom said happily. "Well, I'll see you in the morning then, goodnight Honey."