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Chapter 4: The Argument

The sun was still high in the sky as Simba and his father argued about what had happened earlier.

"Simba I understand that you don't want a brother, but whether you like it or not Mathieu is here to stay!" Mufasa told his son after he expressed his feelings about Sarabi and Mufasa taking Mathieu in as their adopted son.

"But dad, he isn't even your real son and he's not my real brother." Simba complained, the anger was evident in his eyes, and his claws were unsheathed in anger.

"Enough Simba! This is the last I want to hear of this do you understand?" Mufasa's voiced boomed throughout the den, and Simba was glad that nobody else was hearing this because everyone else was out eating lunch besides himself and his father and Mathieu sleeping in the corner of the den. Mufasa's expression softened as he glanced to make sure Mathieu was still asleep, "Mathieu is scared son, and his parents were killed today," Zazu had reported the news to Mufasa before he made the announcement that Mathieu's pride was gone, and he sighed, "He could really use a big brother right now." Mathieu began to stir and Mufasa motioned for his son to leave and Simba went out onto Pride Rock to find his friends, while Mufasa went to talk to Mathieu

Simba was angry at his parents, but he also didn't want to admit that he was hurt, "How could they want another son? Why aren't I good enough?" he thought as he walked out onto Pride Rock and saw Nala waiting for him, "Where's everybody else?" Simba asked, confused about why his friends had all left .

"They went to the waterhole."

"Oh, well let's go play at our tree." Simba suggested, although Kula hated it when Simba went anywhere with any other girl, especially with Nala at 'their' tree behind Pride Rock. But Simba didn't care right now as long as he could get away from Mathieu, and there was something about Nala that conforted him and although they were best friends, Simba couldn't help having a crush on Nala. Simba liked Nala since the first time they met, but he knew that she didn't feel the same way so he asked out Kula instead, and even though he was happy with his relationship with Kula, he couldn't understand it but in the back of his mind he knew that he belonged with Nala, but she would never feel that way about him.

"Simba, you're staring." Nala said as she waved her paw in front of Simba's face, he was staring at her and she tried to stop herself from blushing, he's probably just thinking about Kula, she thought. Nala knew that Simba was happy with Kula, and that he would never like her the way she liked him. Nala wanted a boyfriend and she wanted him to be Simba and nobody else, but lately she had begun to give up hope because it seemed that Simba didn't want to spend time with her like he used to.

"Sorry Nala, I was just thinking about something." Simba said, embarrassed that Nala had caught him staring at her.

"And what was that?" She responded, and almost scolded.

"It's not important, let's go to our tree."

"Sure, but let's take Mathieu with us." Nala replied, hoping that Simba would have some sympathy for Mathieu. "He is your brother Simba." She replied, still hoping for sympathy.

Simba walked into the den where Mathieu was, still sleeping, "He," Simba said, and pointed one claw at Mathieu, "Is not my brother, he's just a stupid cub."

"Simba don't talk like that about family."

"He's not family!" Simba replied angrily, very upset that his best friend wasn't taking his side.

Maybe I can get Simba to like Mathieu, Nala thought and she walked away from Simba, and toward Mathieu in the corner of the den.

"Nala, where are you going?" Simba asked, confused.

"To go see if Mathieu wants to play." Nala said, still going towards Mathieu

"I said I didn't want him to come!" Simba yelled.

"You don't have to, but I will!" Nala responded, angry at her best friend, she thought Mathieu would be a nice cub that would be fun to play with, "Not to mention he's kinda cute too." Nala finished her thought and then wondered why she thought that, but it didn't matter, she just wanted Mathieu to feel at home.

Simba said nothing as he stormed away, claws unsheathed in anger, and eyes slightly bloodshot from tears that his best friend would rather play with Mathieu thatn him, "Why do I even care," Simba thought to himself, "Because you like her," Simba thought as he stormed away, confused aboput what he was feeling.

Nala ignored Simba and stopped and looked down at the sleeping cub on the ground and thought,"I was right, he is kinda cute."

"But he's not Simba." She thought, arguing with herself in her head.

"Does it really matter?" She thought back, and looked down at Mathieu who was still asleep.

"I guess it doesn't." she said to herself quietly, still confused about her conflicting feelings.

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