And…. introducing….. Zootopia meets the Lion King.
So far, I think we're doing pretty good!
And now I'm going to take the time to reply to some guest reviews! Which I haven't really done before, but felt the need for now. If your name isn't mentioned you can just…. skip on over this.
Rose: yeah, some authors don't pay too much attention to guest reviews. But I am not one of those authors! And also, thanks that you think this is one of the best crossovers you've read! I mean, I think it's the best, but that may just be me…
And I'm very glad you're interested!
MattTheCheetah: please dude, give me your email or some way to contact you. And you gave a lovely review! Thank you so much!
And as for all your lovely questions…..
1. What do you mean? Where what idea came from? And yes, he is trying to work for the good of society, he's just a little misguided. And Fangmeyer distrusts Julianne because she doesn't plan on becoming a 'savage' like Rosenberg envisions. And all Julianne means is that she would be one of the few mammals who wouldn't be turned into a savage, so she and her collueges would have the ultimate freedom to do nearly anything. Thus, 'ruling' over the world.
2. That's explained in this chapter.
3. Simba and company are criminals, and murderers, so yeah, he has plenty of reason to treat them harshly. I mean, wouldn't you dislike a serial killer?
4. Judy simply doesn't want Shenzi to die by her paw. She thinks that would be unfair, even to a killer. They deserve to work through the justice system. But they're still murders.
5. How much worse can things get for Simba? You'll see in this chapter….
6. And uh… what will I never guess?
Anyhow…
Here we go.
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Scar raised his paws and pushed up against the metal above him, his hindlegs straining to support his weight. Below him the others were dangling precariously on the rungs, having climbed up the metal tube of sorts. There was an inch of light coming through from cracks in the metal, and they all had agreed this was their best chance at finding an exit. Especially since they'd been walking for hours to try to find a silent exit.
Of course, it meant that Scar had to go up first to check for danger. Nala and Banzai had threatened to do him bodily harm otherwise, so he'd relented after a few biting words of sarcasm. And now he was stretched in the most uncomfortable position, almost standing up like the other creatures that lived here. He pushed the metal up and tossed it aside, leaving an open hole for them to climb through. Scrabbling for leverage, he hauled himself up and out, taking a gasp of fresh air. Finally, they were free of that horrid smelling cave…. "So… where are we?" Asked Nala, as she climbed out of the hole. Scar glanced around.
They were standing on a large, flat rock that extended down as far as Scar could see in both directions. The rock was black and extremely straight, almost certainly put here on purpose for one reason or another. But around them they were surrounded by the much more familiar sight of trees, with greenery on either side of the black rock.
The trees themselves looked rather different from the savanna trees they were used to, with branches and leaves all the way down the trunk rather than in a canopy near the top. But they weren't jungle trees either, they were younger, cleaner, and certainly less dense than the thick jungle they had been in only a few hours ago. Scar had no idea how terrain could change so quickly, he was sure they hadn't walked that far in the caves below them.
But at least they seemed to be alone. Scar saw none of the box caves that the creatures inhabited, and lonely wilderness was the only thing that surrounded them, if they discounted the black rock.
"I have no rightful idea." Replied Scar, scowling at nothing in particular. "But we're filthy, I'll tell you that much."
"So start cleaning yourself then." Shrugged Nala, as she rolled over onto her back and began licking her paws. Ed giggled as he copied Nala, leaving Banzai to pause a moment before doing the same. Scar eyed them for a moment, before letting out a snort.
"What is it?" Asked Nala, pausing in her grooming to cast him a glare.
"I'd rather just find a river, thank you very much." He replied, returning the glare before turning around and padding away.
"Hey!" Came the exclamation from behind. "You can't just walk off by yourself, we're supposed to stick together!"
"You'd better follow me, then!" He called back, not slowing in his step. He heard low grumbling erupt between the other three mammals, but in a moment he heard their paws padding behind him reluctantly. He allowed his scowl to curve into a smirk.
"Okay, fine. We'll find a river, but what then?" Demanded Banzai, his voice as abrasive as usual.
"We wash ourselves in it." Replied Scar, his eyes glinting. Banzai took a moment to pause as he realized he was being mocked.
"Hey! I meant what do we do after we've washed in the river?" He said, growling. Scar chuckled to himself.
"I think I already explained this to you, Banzai." He said, looking back at him with a sense of superiority that he always had when talking to any hyena other than Shenzi. "Once we're washed up, we're going to have to find ourselves some sort of friend. We already know that we can talk to the creatures that inhabit this area, so we shouldn't have a problem communicating what we need."
"All right…. but we know that those creatures are after us, and us specifically." Said Nala. "How are we ever supposed to befriend a creature who hates us?"
"Well…. friend is just a term I pulled out of my head." Shrugged Scar. "The way I see it, we find a creature that is all alone, and if we have to, we'll force it to help us. All we really need out of it is information, and perhaps some guidance. Oh, and once we talk to it, we can't let it go to alert any other creatures. Banzai and Ed, whatever mammal we find, you'll be in charge of watching it and making sure it can't escape."
"Fine." Muttered Banzai, as Ed let out another giggle in agreement.
"Good. Now keep those ears up for any sounds of running water…" They continued padding through the forest, their paws crunching the leaves below them. The rest of their journey passed in near silence as they walked between the trees, with Banzai, Ed and Nala staying behind Scar and letting him guide them.
It was almost like being King again…
"Woah! What is that?" Banzai's voice suddenly shattered the serene silence, jarring Scar out of his reverie. He and the other turned back to the hyena to see him pointing out in front of them with a raised paw.
"Uh… some sort of cliff?" Tried Nala, as Scar turned to look over at the obstacle Banzai had pointed out. Not too far out in front of them, some sort of brown rock protruded out of the ground in a perfect rectangle. Scar raised an eyebrow as they quickly padded up to it, coming up to the brown rock.
He looked from side to side to see it stretch off into the distance. It looked like a rock all right, with green vines stretching out of the ground and climbing up the side. But like the black rock they had come out on earlier, it was a perfect rectangular, certainly fashioned and put there on purpose by the creatures.
There was also some sort of faint buzzing from somewhere, almost as if a bee was hovering near Scar's ear. But there was no bee, and the sound wasn't too infuriating, so he shrugged it off and ignored it.
"So… what do we do?" Asked Nala, as she placed a paw on the immovable rock. Scar grumbled to himself.
"I guess…. I guess we'll have to go around…." He growled, looking up at the tall, smooth surface. Climbing it would be too much of a bother…
"Wait! Do you…. do you hear that?" Asked Nala, flicking her ears. Banzai and Ed looked around in confusion as Scar eyed her.
"Hear what?"
"Water! I hear water…. don't you guys hear splashing?" She asked, flicking her ears again. Scar raised an eyebrow, but stilled himself as he strained his ears to listen. For a few moments, all he could hear was the gentle buzzing, but after a few moments, he could make out the sound of water.
"I… I do…" He nodded, frowning in disappointment that he hadn't been able to hear it earlier. But nonetheless, each of them turned towards the sound of splashing water somewhere in the distance…
To find themselves staring at the wall again.
"Blast!" Cursed Scar, looking over the brown stone. "The water is on the other side?"
"It sounds that way." Shrugged Nala, as she looked up at the top.
"Then we'll climb it." Said Banzai, as if it were obvious. Scar snorted.
"How are we supposed to climb this? The stone is too smooth for claws to grasp." Replied Scar, putting a paw onto the wall to feel it. He tried to dig into it with his claws, but only succeeded in leaving several white marks. Nala glanced around the area, as if looking for a way over.
"Well…. I don't know where else we'll find a place to wash up…" She said.
"Well, we can't let ourselves be defeated by a simple wall!" Growled Scar, as he glared at the brown stone. It wasn't even that tall, only about two lion lengths including the tail….
"What if we stacked wood?" Suggested Banzai, trying to think.
Nala, Scar, and Ed all turned towards him with their eyebrows raised. Banzai blinked, and stared back at them.
"Uh… is it a bad idea?" He asked, looking a little worried. Nala and Scar glanced at each other.
"Uh…. no, it's actually kinda-"
"Wait! Everyone hold still." Scar barked, interrupting Nala and raising a paw to draw the attention of the rest of the group. Nala leaned forward, concerned.
"What is it? Do you see something?" She asked. Scar shook his head.
"No, I just want to commemorate this moment…. the day Banzai had a good idea!" He snickered, before turning around. Nala let out a chuckle as Banzai paused. He took a moment before looking up with anger.
"Hey! I have good ideas all the time!" He growled, leaving Scar to smirk smugly.
"Whatever you say…." He shrugged, as he grabbed a fallen log with his paws and began to drag it back to the wall. Banzai snarled angrily under his breath, but turned around to help find more wood.
After a few minutes if searching around the forest for dead trees big enough to stack, the group assembled a sizable pile of wood and leaned it up against the wall. Scar smirked triumphantly as he clawed his way up their makeshift ladder, and jumped over the wall and the metal that adorned the top to land on the other side. As he passed over the spiky metal, the buzzing got a little louder, but he cleared the jump without a problem and landed on the other side.
Suddenly, it looked like the forest had disappeared. All around him were pristine hills of well mowed grass, dotted by arching pathways, little ponds in the valleys, and perfectly trimmed hedges. The landscape looked completely alien to him, it was as if nature itself was conforming its standards to fit the ones he had only seen with the creatures.
Perhaps the creatures had built this, if they could make wooden caves, then they could alter this landscape to look…. well, to look tidy. Scar had never seen anything in nature look tidy, and yet it was all around him.
Nala, Banzai, and Ed dropped over, their eyes widening as they took a look around. Scar could see the astonishment on their faces to see nature tamed so perfectly. It was certainly a sight to see, even if it was unnatural…..
He looked down at the nearest pond, finding the source of the water they had heard. From the center of the pond water was spurting up, making a fountain of sorts as it splashed down into the pond. He padded up to the water, and dipped his paw into the crystal clear substance. It was cool to the touch, and most certainly perfect for getting rid of his filth.
"Nala! Banzai! Ed! Get over here!" He called, as he walked into the water. The other three came over as Scar rolled over in the water, letting the dirt and grime and… whatever substance had been in those metal caves seep out of his fur. The other joined him, jumping into the water happily.
A few minutes later, he stepped out and shook himself dry. He sat down in the sun, letting his fur dry up as he waited for the other three to finish their baths.
"Well… this place is nice." Remarked Nala, as she stepped out and shook her fur off.
"Too nice, for my taste." Shrugged Scar. "It's unnatural."
"Everything about these creatures is unnatural." She replied, as she sat down in the grass and rolled over. Banzai and Ed got out a few minutes later, shaking their fur off as well. Banzai began humming happily as he walked away from them, padding up one of the pristine hills.
They sat in silence for a few moments as the last of the water in Scar's fur dried up. Nala stood up to stretch herself out when Banzai came running back.
"Guys!" He said, hissing anxiously. "I saw a creature! And she's all alone!"
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Gazelle knew the value of privacy.
She loved being a pop star, but there was one big disadvantage to being nationally famous. And that was being stripped of nearly all your secrets and personal life.
The paparazzi were the bane of her existence. They were photographers who would follow her around, and take pictures of her at nearly any moment. If they just kept their distance, it wouldn't have been so bad, but the lengths some of them would go to to obtain pictures of her regular life were almost disturbing! It was like being stalked, and each time it was a different animal who would follow her around creepily with a camera.
She'd even had to get burglar alarms because a few times some of the daring ones had even broken into her house! She'd sued each of them, of course, but they just kept coming. No matter where she went or what she did, even if it was as mundane as shopping for her own food, she couldn't count on a private moment. The thought that nearly anything she did would wind up for the world to see in some trashy magazine was a lot more stressful than she had originally assumed it would be.
Fortunately for her, she was rich. And if the money wasn't going towards some charity organization or to one of her concerts, it went to this garden. Her own, private, walled in with ten foot stone and barbed wire garden. And even if someone got on top of the wall, the barbed wire was electrified. They would really need to accurately jump to pull it off.
And so it was that that afternoon she sat on one of her blankets completely by herself, enjoying the sun above her and being completely alone with nothing but her thoughts.
"Good afternoon!"
She let out a cry of surprise, whipping around to find herself face to face with the grinning muzzle of a black lion. She crawled backwards a step, her eyes wide from shock as the lion before her smirked smugly.
"What- hey! Who are you?! What are you doing here!?" She demanded, her voice squeaking from the sudden, and unwelcome, appearance of another mammal in her private garden.
"Well my dear, I'm Scar. Beside me are Banzai, Ed, and Nala." Replied the lion, still smirking at her. Gazelle, her jaw still hanging open from the surprise, noticed the animals that had been standing a little behind the black lion. A lioness and two hyenas were also grinning at her confidently.
And…. to her rather uncomfortable surprise, each of them were…. nude. Not one of them were wearing clothes, and in addition to that, all of them were standing on four legs instead of upright!
But more importantly, what in the world were they doing here?!
"Well- what are you doing here!" She said, swallowing audibly. "In my garden?!" The lion chuckled.
"Oh…. we're here to talk to you." He replied, his teeth flashing brilliantly in the sun. Gazelle responded with a half nod, still paralyzed with uncertainty. Their lack of clothes was still profoundly uncomfortable….
"You- you are? Well… you're trespassing on my property!" She replied, trying to shake off her fear. The lion raised an eyebrow.
"This is yours? Ah… we didn't know that." He shrugged. "And in any case, it doesn't matter. What's your name?"
Gazelle opened her mouth to answer, before the sheer absurdity of the question hit her. These mammals broke into her private garden and specifically approached her…. and yet, didn't know her name? Why else would anyone break into her garden and approach her seemingly without malice if not because…. because of who she was? An internationally famous pop star?
"Uh… what do you mean?" She asked, crinkling her nose as she edged away slightly. In response, the black lion stepped a little closer with a smirk.
"I think it's rather clear! I would like to know your name." He replied. Gazelle paused again before answering.
"It's…. it's Gazelle." She said. The black lion raised an eyebrow.
"Isn't that a little redundant?" He asked.
"Well….. maybe…" She said meekly, trying to shrug. The lion was getting a little too close to her for comfort….
"Oh well. Redundant or not, you're going to help us." Replied Scar. "You see, we're in a little bit of a pickle, and we need your help."
"I- uh…. what sort of problem?" Stuttered Gazelle, inching away again. "Do you- do you need money?" She dearly hoped this wasn't a robbery or kidnapping….
"We might. I don't actually know what money is. Anyhow, we need to talk to you to figure out what we need, and then you're going to help us." He answered, his eyes glinting. Gazelle swallowed audibly again.
"How…. how do you need me to help you?" She asked, doing her best to stare back at the lion and his comrades.
"Just to talk." He answered. "And you'll be providing us with the answers we need. I ask you a question, you give me an answer. One question, one answer. I don't get the answer I like, we've got a problem. And if we have a problem…" He stepped forward again, his teeth flashing. "The you've got a problem."
Gazelle could feel the color draining from her face. What did… what did they mean to do to her?
"You're- you're threatening me?" She asked, summoning her courage. She couldn't allow herself to break down from simple fear, and she'd had more than enough practice standing up to angry fans…
"Not really." Shrugged Scar. "I've just always wanted to say that. And it's a matter of perspective. Of course, we do really need you to answer our questions. Hopefully they're basic."
"What questions?" Asked Gazelle, finally standing up in front of the lions and hyenas. She still wasn't over the fact that they were all nude, but none of them were making a point of it, so she resolved to ask them about it later.
"Very good." Grinned Scar. "Now then, where are we?"
Again, the absurdity of the question made her pause. How on earth could these animals be here, just outside of Zootopia, and…. not know where they were?
"How…. how could you not know that?" Asked Gazelle, squinting at them. Scar waved her off with a sigh.
"Just answer the question." He said, shooting a glare in her direction.
"We're outside of Zootopia." She answered. Scar nodded.
"What and where is Zootopia?" Asked Scar, cocking his head. Gazelle stared at them again, unsure if they were toying with her. Scar let out a growl. "Just answer the question!"
"Zootopia is west of here." She replied, still feeling confused. "And it's a city filled with all sorts of diverse mammals…"
"Just mammals?"
"Yes."
"All right…." Scar mumbled something to himself, then looked back up at her. "Are you familiar with a group of mammals, all kinds of species, that are covered in a sort of blue fur?"
"Blue fur? You mean… the police?" She asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Possibly." He said. "Do police carry black tools that spit fire, and do they chase you around?"
"You- you're being pursued by the police?!" Exclaimed Gazelle, her eyes widening as she took a step back. These mammals were criminals! And they were here, in her garden while she was alone, easily able to outmuscle her!
"If the police are the blue clad mammals, then yes." Replied Scar, not looking particularly bothered. Gazelle felt panic rising in her chest ever so slightly, she would never be able to outrun then…. but if it came down to it, that was her only hope….
Then, a horrible thought ran through her head. Just the other day, there had been a breaking news report of… of a murder. A murder that had caused the lockdown of the jungle district….
"Did- did you guys kill a jaguar?" She asked, racking her brain as she tried to recall the details of the report…. In response, Scar shrugged.
"Yes, we did."
"You-" Gazelle felt choked, the panic that had been rising in her chest suddenly exploding. Here she was, defenseless, and faced with four killers! Her eyes darted around, trying desperately to see if there was any chance of an escape route…. as her heart began to pump frightfully, she took a shaky step away from the animals again. What was she to do?!
"Yes we did." He replied. "But rest assured, the whole affair was an accident. We didn't know the conventions of this world…"
"You're all crazy!" She cried, beginning to pale. None of the animals seemed even remotely bothered at the confirmation of her accusation that they had killed another mammal….
"Crazy is relative, my dear." Smirked Scar. "And between our worlds, the relation between the two is rather strained…."
"Our worlds! What are you talking about?!" She cried, stepping back again. The black lion frowned.
"Listen dear, we would really enjoy your cooperation. You see, without help, we have no chance of rescuing our…" He glanced at the one called Nala, who shot him a glare. "Our friends."
"I don't have to help you!" She retorted, summoning her bravery even through her shaking hooves.
"Well… you actually do." Replied Scar, looking very serious as he stepped forward again. "We can't let you escape to tell the blue clad mammals where we are, and we need someone with knowledge of what you call Zootopia. And you seem to be an excellent candidate, my dear…."
"So now you're kidnapping me?" She clarified.
"That was actually always the plan, so yes." He nodded. The lioness stepped forward, her gaze turning predatory. Gazelle, in a split second knew it was now or never, but as she tried to turn around and make a run for it, something slammed into her and pinned her to the ground.
The lioness stood on top of her, her paws on Gazelle's shoulders. She tried to move, but the immense, crushing wait didn't even allow her to wiggle. She looked back up at the lioness pinning her down, her eyes wide and afraid as she met the stern eyes of the lioness.
"Pinned ya." She said, with a dry chuckle.
"Don't worry." Said Scar, as he walked up beside them. "We won't actually hurt you unless we get into a situation that demands it. But I wouldn't count on that, not if you're a good enough guide…"
Gazelle swallowed nervously, still struggling to somehow get Nala's firm paws off her shoulders. After a few seconds of fruitless effort, she managed to reply.
"I…. I just have to guide you?" She asked, doing her best to keep her voice from shaking. To her pleasant surprise, she managed to keep her voice firm.
"Yes." He nodded. "And probably not much else."
"All- all right." She managed, doing her best to keep her panic down. They said they didn't mean to hurt her… that was good news… she would just…. have to be careful…
"All right Nala, let her up." Nodded Scar, as the lioness stepped back, taking her weight off her. Gazelle took a breath of relief, soaking in the air the lioness had squashed out of her.
"What now?" She asked, summoning her courage as she looked over at the black lion, the seeming leader of the group.
"Now you will lead us to Zootopia." He replied. "But keep in mind, you are now part of this group, like it or not. Your safety is now lumped in with our safety. Think of it like a nest, and we are all eggs. If we all stay inside the nest, we'll all be just fine. But if you decide to rock the nest….. we'll all fall out, and crack on the ground. Especially your egg." He said, casting her an ominous glare before turning around.
"Now then!" He grinned, baring his teeth. "On to Zootopia!"
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"You say we have two of the four?" Asked Lionheart, leaning back on his chair as he listened to Bogo.
"We arrested two of the cannibals." Nodded the cape buffalo, his eyes hard as he stared back at the mayor. "Both of them are in the hospital for injuries sustained during a scuffle. The lion will be safe to move to his cell in a few days. The hyena is stable, but the the reports indicate she will not be able to move to her cell for a few weeks."
"And… the other four?" Asked Lionheart. Bogo paused for a moment, scowling.
"They got away scot free. Those sewers haven't had a proper revision for fifty years, and most maps of it are unreliable." He replied. Lionheart let out a sigh.
"That's…. that's a shame." He sighed, standing up on his paws. He turned and paced over to the window, looking out over the city. Bogo silently stared at him to the point that Lionheart could practically feel his glare. But that didn't matter….
"So, Chief Bogo, do you remember the last time the ZPD failed… this badly?" He mused, raising a paw to stroke his mane. He could almost feel the police Chief's gaze harden.
"What are you insinuating?" He growled.
"Oh, nothing!" Replied Lionheart, turning around to smirk at the buffalo. "I'm simply calling to mind the… oh, what was the name of the case? The Newton Heights Murders?"
"What about them?" He asked, his eyes narrowed with hostility.
"Just the horrendous failure to catch the killer. I was only a small lion at the time, but I remember the fear that ran through the city… and if there's anything I've learned from the nighthowlers, it's that when public opinion turns ugly…. they always need a scapegoat. Remind me, what happened to the Police Chief in charge during the Newton Heights Murders?" He looked back at Bogo, grinning smugly. Bogo's gaze hardened again, but he said nothing.
"Oh come on Bogo, you should know exactly what happened to him. You were his replacement."
"So now you're threatening me?" He growled, his deep voice thundering ominously from across the desk.
"Hardly!" Replied Lionheart, not missing a beat. "I'm actually going to offer you a solution, to give you some time to fix your mistakes before the public's fear has them clamoring for your resignation."
"And if I refuse?" Asked Bogo, glaring back at the lion.
"Nothing happens." He shrugged. "What I propose is simply a diversion. The public is afraid at the moment. The media has swelled this cannibalism murder to horrendous proportions, and everyone is afraid that any of them might be the next ones to die. Everyone remembers Newton Heights…. So all we need to do is take their minds off the issue. We need to give the public a spectacle. We need to give them righteous vengeance! We need to put the two animals you actually managed to arrest on trial tomorrow."
Chief Bogo stared at him, his eyes narrowed. For a minute or two the room was silent, with Lionheart grinning confidently at the buffalo, and Bogo gazing back without a hint of uncertainty.
"Those animals can't go to trial tomorrow." He finally said.
"If not tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow. But it will have to be soon, and it's going to have to be big, inflated by media attention I will draw to it. The public needs a scapegoat, and if it's not those animals, it's going to be either you or I. And neither of us want to be held responsible for failing…" He trailed off, silently repeating the earlier threat.
"But those criminals haven't even been processed yet, much less are they ready to be put on trial! And the hospital won't let go of animals that still need care!" He said, crinkling his nose in disgust.
"The hospital and the legal system can be twisted, ever so slightly, if necessary. This is for the public's good as much as ours. Those animals will be going on trial tomorrow or the day after, but it would be a lot easier if you gave your cooperation." Replied Lionheart, his voice hardening to a more serious tone for the first time. Bogo stared back at him, taking a few moments to think.
"And… as for the trail itself?" Asked Bogo, finally looking back up from his musings.
"Oh, that will be twisted too. I know a few people who would more than gladly do it for us…. the defense will be given a lawyer who will pretend to be incompetent, and while we can't fix the jury with so little time, the judge too will agree with us. And besides, who would side with cannibals!" He said, his grin becoming triumphant.
"I wouldn't either, but I've never had the stomach for a twisted trial." Spat Bogo.
"It is necessary." Smirked Lionheart. "I've never done anything if it wasn't for the public good, and I can assure you, putting the focus and the blame squarely at the paws of those cannibals is necessary! And besides, it would give you extra time to…. clean up your mistakes…."
"I'll catch the other four, you don't have to coerce me!" Snarled the buffalo, his eyes menacing.
"I'm only helping you." Shrugged Lionheart. "So, I take it you agree?"
"I agree." He replied, scowling down at the mayor. Lionheart grinned as Chief Bogo turned around and marched out the doors, slamming them behind him with a hint of finality. The mayor chuckled to himself as he took out a pen and a paper to begin writing a letter.
He had work to do.
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So I had some inspiration, and decided to throw Gazelle into the mix. I like it, and I think she'll make an excellent addition to our cast of characters, and I'm excited to do some more with her…..
Rest assured, she won't be hurt. But she will have an important role to play before all is said and done….. and don't worry about Nick and Judy, they'll be back in the next chapter!
You might want to worry about Simba and Shenzi though. Heh heh heh….
