Chapter 2: Confrontation

Far below the castle, a man was picking at some of his food: Tetike Souffle.

"Life's never fair, is it?" he asked a Tetike head in his food. "You see I...well I...shall never be king, hm..."

He picked up a fork and jabbed the head. "And you..."

In a moment of clumsiness, he almost dropped his fork, but picked it up again. "You'll never see the light of another day, hmm hmm hmm...adieu."

He ALMOST dropped the first bite in his mouth, but an annoying voice interrupted him.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?"

Ganondorf, the king's brother, looked down and groaned at the sight of the small and annoying servant. Potho looked up with his hands on his hips, with only served to annoy the huge man even more.

"What do you want?" Ganondorf asked.

"I'm here to announce that King Daphnes is on his way!" Potho said, breathing in and making dramatic motions. "So you better have an excuse for not being at the ceremony this morning."

Ganondorf twitched, and his plate of souffle fell with a crash to the ground.

"Oh now look, Potho, you made me lose my lunch," Ganondorf complained.

"Ha! You'll lose more then that when the king gets through with you. He's as mad as a Goron on an empty stomach..." Potho snapped, turning around and folding his arms.

"Ooh, I'm quivering with fear..." Ganondorf said, smiling maliciously and started preparing a spell.

"Now Ganondorf..." Potho began backing away. "Don't look at me that way...HEEEEEELP!" A beam of black light began following him and hung him in front of Ganondorf.

"GANONDOOOOOORF!" a loud and booming voice called.

"Hm hm hm?" Ganondorf turned to his older brother, who was glaring at him.

"Drop him."

"Impecable timing, your majesty," Potho commented, hanging by a single foot from the magic. Ganondorf rolled his eyes and canceled the magic. Potho made an "Ugh..." sound and dusted off his clothes.

"Well if it isn't my big brother, descending from on high to mingle with the commoners," Ganondorf said in a sarcastic way.

"Impa and I didn't see you at the presentation of Zelda," Daphnes snapped.

"That was today?" Ganondorf appeared shocked. He took out his sword and began using a sharpening stone on it. "Oh I feel simply AWFUL..." Suddenly, a loud screeching noise was made from the sharpening stone and the sword. Potho cringed.

"Must have slipped my mind," Ganondorf remarked, absentmindedly.

"Yes, well as slippery as your mind is, as the king's brother, YOU should have been first in line!" Potho snapped, throwing a tantrum at the larger man. Ganondorf tried smacking him away, and Potho ducked behind the king.

"Oh I was first in line...until the little blonde ball was born!" Ganondorf hissed at the small minister.

"That blonde ball..." Daphnes started. "Is my daughter...and your future queen."

"Oh, I should practise my curtsey," Ganondorf said and turned around to walk away.

"Don't turn your back on ME, Ganondorf," Daphnes called.

"Oh no, Daphnes...perhaps you...shouldn't turn your back on me..." Ganondorf called back and started walking off.

Daphnes vanished with a loud sound and reappeared in front of his brother. "IS. THAT. A. CHALLENGE?!"

"Temper temper..." Ganondorf waved his brother's anger away like smoke. "I wouldn't DREAM of challenging you..."

"Pity," Potho spat. "Why not?"

"Oh when it comes to brains, I've got the Red Lion's share, but when it comes to brute strength..." Ganondorf stared eye to eye at Daphnes. "I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the dream pool." With that, Ganondorf left the castle area and went towards town.

Potho sighed. "There's one in every family, sire. Two in mine, actually..." he said, with some thought. "And they always manage to ruin special occasions."

Daphnes sighed. "What am I ever going to do with him?" He asked, absentmindedly.

"He'd make a very nice head trophy," Potho remarked.

"Potho!" Daphnes smirked, looking at his servant.

"And just think..." Potho continued, walking back towards the castle. "When he gets dirty, you can take him out and 'beat' him."

Daphnes chuckled and the king with his minister went back inside the castle.

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It was much later, and the beautiful day faded to night. A rainstorm was crossing over Hyrule, but Rauru, the wiseman, didn't notice. Within his temple, the Temple of Time, he was painting a sketch of the young baby princess. He was muttering to himself, but the word "Zelda" was audible.

"Heheheheh..." he chuckled, painting a golden line on the sketch's head. "Zelda...Ah heheheheh..."

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Sorry if this chapter seems a bit boring. But I found a site with the Lion King's exact script. It'll be much easier now to write, instead of going on my own memory. I promise next chapter will be better.

Next Chapter: Zelda Just Can't Wait To Be Queen