Adventures of Dr. Whooves: A Jungle Misadventure
A/N: All right, here is the last update for today and I will either see you all again on Saturday or Monday. Later! ;)
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CHAPTER THREE: TROUBLE AND SINGING
In the India jungle, Baloo showed Timon and Pumbaa one of his favorite places to get some termites and ants to eat, and he also introduced them to some of his favorite fruits, too. After they had their fill, Timon and Pumbaa shared with their new friend about how they ended up in that particular jungle, and what they had been doing at the time.
"So, you both were bungee jumping off a branch, using vines, and some strange light just appeared, swallowing you both up in order to end up here?" Baloo asked, trying to make sure of what he was hearing.
Timon nodded. "Yeah, one minute we're falling toward the ground and then – FLASH! We ended up here."
"Where are we anyway?" Pumbaa asked.
"This jungle is located in a country called India," Baloo responded. "Where is your jungle located?"
"Africa," the meerkat replied. "Which I don't think is anywhere near here, I guess."
Baloo shrugged. "I'm not entirely sure, but I'm sure that you're right," he agreed.
"So, how can we get home?" the warthog wondered.
"I honestly don't know," Baloo admitted, "but until then, you can stay with me until we can figure out how to get you both home."
"Sounds good to me," Timon agreed and glanced at Pumbaa. "What do you think, buddy?"
"Sure!"
Pleased, Baloo got up and nodded to a nearby path. "Come on, and I'll give you the tour," he offered, and he started down the path and the meerkat hopped onto the warthog's back, quickly following the sloth bear.
As the trio went down the path with Baloo pointing out the different kind of fruit trees, the various bushes filled with berries, and the type of nuts that he also enjoyed eating, they were being followed by a dark shape in the trees, and it was leaping from branch to branch, moving silently.
"…and some of the best honey come from over there by the Jasmine flowers over there," said Baloo, waving a paw to a group of bushes filled with white flowers. "Those bees produce some of sweetest honey in this side of the jungle."
"You certainly eat a lot of honey," Timon remarked.
"You have no idea," said a voice from above them, and the trio turned to see sitting on a tree branch a slender, black panther with a grey muzzle, a pink nose with numerous whiskers, black eyebrows, and yellow eyes with black pupils.
The meerkat and the warthog both yelled and duck behind the sloth bear, who chuckled.
"Bagheera, it's been while," Baloo remarked and turned to his new friends, who were looking ready to flee the area. "Timon, Pumbaa, this is a friend of my. Bagheera, this here are Timon and Pumbaa, who somehow ended up in our jungle."
"Really?" Bagheera asked and the sloth bear nodded. "Well, welcome to the jungle, Timon, Pumbaa."
"Uh, yeah, hi," said Timon uneasily while Pumbaa merely nodded, not trusting himself to talk.
The black panther jumped down and addressed Baloo. "Baloo, may I speak with you for a moment?" he requested and his friend nodded, assuring the meerkat and the warthog that he would be back soon, and they walked a short distance away to talk. "Are you sure about how those two animals came to be here?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Baloo said confidently. "But why don't I get the feeling that you aren't concerned about Timon and Pumbaa?" he asked.
Bagheera sighed and go to the point of why he'd been looking for the sloth bear. "Baloo, I've been hearing reports that Shere Khan has been spotted in the jungle," he informed his friend, who grimaced in response. "I know that you would rather he not be back, but he is, and I thought it was best to let you know in advance, Baloo."
"Thanks for warning me," said Baloo, recalling the last time he'd encountered the tiger that was the bane of all animals in the jungle, not even Kaa the snake was that evil. "So, where in the jungle is he currently?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Bagheera admitted, "but the other animals are keeping a lookout for him."
Baloo glanced over at his new friends and then back at the black panther. "If you hear anything else about Shere Khan, let me know," he requested and his friend nodded. "Right now, I better keep an eye on those two, and keep them out of danger since they're new here."
"Good idea."
Meanwhile in a different part of the same jungle, the TARDIS appeared and both Dr. Whooves and Derpy came out, looking around at the new location, which was very different from the jungle in Africa.
"Where are we, Doc?" Derpy asked, looking around with interest.
Dr. Whooves did a scan with his sonic screwdriver and checked the readings. "It looks like we're in a jungle located somewhere in a country called India."
"And both Timon and Pumbaa ended up here?" the pegasus asked.
The Time Lord nodded. "It does appear so. Come on." And they headed into the trees to search for the missing meerkat and warthog. Unknown to them, a figure had been watching them from the bushes since they first arrived, and he was intrigued by these strange and new creatures.
'What unusual creatures,' Shere Khan thought. 'I wonder where it is that they came from and what that odd box is for?' He came out of his hiding place and proceeded to follow the ponies.
Of course, the tiger had been the only animal to see the arrival of the two ponies, a monkey had also seen the arrival of the time machine and the two ponies. This monkey then hurried off to inform a certain orangutan.
Elsewhere, Baloo was still leading Timon and Pumbaa around the jungle, introducing them to some of the other animals, including the elephants of the Dawn Patrol, and as they walked along the river, he began humming.
Hearing the humming, Timon spoke up. "Hey, Baloo, what's that you're humming?"
"What? Oh, just a little song of my that I like to sing is all," Baloo replied.
"Really?" Pumbaa asked, interested. "And what song is that?"
Baloo chuckled. "Oh, just something I made up as a cub," he responded. "Do you want to hear it."
"Sure," said the meerkat and the warthog.
"Ok," Baloo agreed and he began singing for them.
"Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
Old Mother Nature's recipes
That brings the bare necessities of life"
As he sang, the sloth bear got caught up in his singing and he began dancing, too, much to the enjoyment of Timon and Pumbaa, who started dancing with him and singing along.
"Wherever I wander, wherever I roam
I couldn't be fonder of my big home
The bees are buzzin' in the tree
To make some honey just for me
When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants
Then maybe try a few
The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!"
Soon, they were all singing and dancing together along the river.
"Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That's why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life"
"Now when you pick a pawpaw
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't need to use the claw
When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw
Have I given you a clue?"
"The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!"
"So just try and relax, yeah cool it
Fall apart in my backyard
'Cause let me tell you something little britches
If you act like that bee acts, uh uh
You're working too hard"
"And don't spend your time lookin' around
For something you want that can't be found
When you find out you can live without it
And go along not thinkin' about it
I'll tell you something true
The bare necessities of life will come to you!"
After they were done singing, they all fell to the ground, exhausted, but happy.
"That's a great song," Timon declared, sitting up and grinned. "Pumbaa and I got a song of our own, too. Want to hear it?"
"Sure," Baloo agreed.
After shoving Pumbaa onto his hooves, Timon cleared his throat and began singing. "Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase!"
"Hakuna Matata, ain't no passing craze," Pumbaa sang.
Timon began dancing as he kept singing the next line. "It means no worries for the rest of your days."
"It's our problem-free philosophy," they sang together. "Hakuna Matata!"
Timon then gestured to Pumbaa. "Why, when he was a young warthog…"
"When I was a young warthog!" Pumbaa sang like an old man, making both the meerkat and the sloth bear wince.
"Very nice," said Timon, rubbing his ear.
Pumbaa beamed. "Thanks."
"He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal," Timon resumed singing. "He could clear the Savannah after every meal."
"I am a sensitive soul," Pumbaa sang sadly. "Though I seem thick-skinned. And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind. And oh, the shame!"
"He was ashamed!"
"Thought of changing my name!"
"Oh, what's in a name!"
"And I got downhearted!"
"How did you feel?"
"Every time that I…" Pumbaa began when the meerkat covered his mouth.
"Hey, Pumbaa!" Timon protested. "Not in front of Baloo!"
Pumbaa blushed and the sloth bear chuckled. "Oh, sorry."
"Hakuna Matata!" Timon and Pumbaa sang together, dancing around and even Baloo was getting caught up in their song. "What a wonderful phrase! Hakuna Matata, ain't no passing craze!"
"It means no worries for the rest of your days," Baloo sang with a broad smile.
"Yeah, sing, Baloo!" Timon changed and they sang together. "It's our problem-free…"
"…philosophy!" Pumbaa added.
And they finished singing together. "Hakuna Matata! Hakuna! Matata! Hakuna Matata!"
"It means no worries for the rest of your days," Baloo sang and the meerkat and the warthog both joined in.
"It's our problem-free philosophy. Hakuna Matata. Hakuna Matata. Hakuna Matata!"
A/N: I hope you enjoy all these chapters, Roleplayer48, and I will either see you Saturday or Monday with more updates. Later! ;) R&R everyone!