Time for the next chapter! I'd like to know if my chapters are too long, too short, or just the right length. Please let me know in the reviews. Well, on to the story!
Two months later…
Simba and Nala were growing. They were growing quickly, too quickly for Blade's liking. The day that they were born, and when he swore an oath to protect them felt like yesterday. At the current time, Blade was looking out for the two rambunctious cubs while they were at the watering hole. Blade was wearing his characteristic leather clothes, with a necklace of a cross on his neck. Suddenly, he picked up a specific sound he recognized from his first walk through the Pridelands. "Hyenas. I hate hyenas. SIMBA! NALA! Get over here!" The two friends walked over to Blade, "There are hyenas in the area. We're going home now. Stay glued to my side." Simba and Nala both nodded submissively, and began to follow Blade. They hadn't walked long when the famous hyena trio of Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed. faced them "Look, it's the hairless gorilla and two cubs. We're having a great dinner tonight!" The three hyenas then laughed their unusually annoying laugh. Blade suddenly smirked, and pulled out one of his pistols from his belt. "I'd like you three to say hello to my little friend!" Laser bolts flew out of the gun and at the paws of the hyenas. The three scurried and hopped in order to avoid being shot. "Dance, Fido, dance!" Blade yelled as he laughed sadistically. He stopped shooting, and the hyenas fled back to their graveyard homes. Simba walked up next to Blade and said, "Wow Blade, that was totally badass! You got them good!" Blade then feigned shock, "Simba! What did your father say about naughty language!"? Simba sulked apologetically, "He said it's crude and unworthy of a lion prince." Nala looked at Simba stunned. "Who are you, and what did you do with my best friend?" Blade laughed and turned buck to Simba. "Now, what do I say about bad language?" Simba's face grew perplexed. "I don't know, you've never told me!" Blade's face became very mischievous. "Well I say that I don't give a shit as long as your dad isn't around. If you do that in front of him, it makes me look bad." Blade paused, "And I hate looking bad." The trio burst into laughter and continued their return journey home.
Two days later….
Blade sat on the foot of Pride Rock, watching Simba and Nala play with the other cubs that he now knew as Chumvi, Tama, Tojo, and Kula. He noticed the cubs played human games such as tag and hide-and-go-seek, but most of their play involved wrestling. I wonder if there is a game I could easily play with them, like a sport? Blade stretched out his legs. What sport could a lion cub play? An idea quickly came to Blade, and he took his knife and wandered to the woods in order to prepare the game. The first item on his list was something round and hollow. Nothing of this sort existed in the Pridelands, so Blade knew that he would have to improvise. He cut some of the tallest grasses he could find, and with perfect precision molded the grass into the shape of a ball. Blade returned to Pride Rock, and found an antelope corpse from the hunt earlier in the day. That's right! Nala made this kill! I'll have to congratulate her later. Then, with great care, Blade cut the skin off the corpse, and returned to the ball he had left in the forest. He wrapped the skin around the ball, using his saliva as glue. Blade suddenly realized there was someone behind him. He turned around, and saw Mufasa watching him curiously.
"Hello Your Majesty."
"Blade, for the last time, it's just Mufasa!"
Blade chuckled and began to chop down a tree. Mufasa looked more puzzled than before, if that was possible. His red/brown eyes just gleamed with confusion. "What on Earth are you doing?" Blade then smiled, "I'm setting up a game for the cubs and I to play. It's the most popular game in the world of humans." Mufasa's eyes lit up with understanding. "Ah! Be sure to tell me if it works out, I have to do my shift at the border." Mufasa scurried away leaving Blade to continue his work. After a few more hours, the game was ready. Two wooden goals faced each other, about 100 yards apart. Out of bounds lines and the center circle were drawn into the sand with a stick. The grass and antelope ball sat in the middle of the center circle. All the cubs gradually wandered over. Simba soon asked, "Blade, what is all of this?" In response, Blade smiled with glee, and then said, "I just made a game for all of us to play. It's called soccer! I'll explain the rules." After a basic explanation of the rules, the players separated into teams. Simba, Nala, and Blade were on one team, while Chumvi, Kula, Tama, and Tojo opposed them. The only cub absent was Kissasi, who was currently stalking a jack-rabbit in the distance. Blade and his teammates received the ball first. Nala passed it to Simba, who gave it to Blade. He jumped over Chumbvi, and then dropped Kula with a nasty spin move, and scored. The rest of the game went similarly. Blade, Nala, and Simba won 15-2. Afterwards, Nala and Simba walked away together, much closer to each other than they normally were. Blade smiled to himself, knowing the two cubs better than they knew themselves. Blade sighed, and began his return to Pride Rock.