The next day, the team and I were hanging out by some trees, playing some card and video games – some of my friends have a video game set attached to their compartments. We suddenly heard Pumbaa scream and also heard a lion roar.

"Sounds like Pumbaa and Simba are playing 'Predator and Prey' again." Kim said.

Predator and Prey was Simba's version of tag. When he gets Timon, or Pumbaa, usually, roles are switched and Simba pretends to be a gazelle. Timon, or Pumbaa, pretends to be a lion. They in fact played that game yesterday before they had dinner.

I at first agreed, but when I heard another roar something about it didn't sound right. A few other members of the team frowned, obviously thinking the same thing.

"Wait a minute, that's not Simba, that's a lioness." Eliza said.

It took us a few seconds to realize what was happening.

"Predator and Prey literally!" Clover cried.

"PUMBAA!" The rest of us cried, putting away the games and hopping into our compartments.

I drove Rip Claw towards Pumbaa, navigating by sense of smell since he had stopped screaming. Along the way, a few of us heard Timon calling out Pumbaa's name.

"Pumbaa! Pumbaa! Pumbaa, Pumbaa!" Timon called, meeting Pumbaa under a tree root, where Pumbaa got stuck. "Hey, what's going on?" Timon asked.

"SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!" Pumbaa panicked.

"Huh?" Timon said, climbing on top of Pumba.

That's when he saw the lioness charging towards them!

"Whoa!" Timon cried; he leapt down and tried pushing Pumbaa through the root. "Geez, why do I always have to save your…*AAAAAH!*"

The lioness leapt at them! Fortunately, Simba arrived and pounced the lioness down. The team and I had arrived at this point, so we saw Simba fighting the lioness.

"Don't worry buddy I'm here for you, everything's gonna be okay." Timon said to Pumbaa.

Pumbaa tried to see around the root, but he couldn't. His neck wasn't long or flexible enough.

"Get her!" Timon called to Simba. "Bite her head! Go for the jugulars, the jugulars! See I toldja he'd come in handy." Timon added to Pumbaa.

The lioness tumbled with Simba, and then used a flip-move to pin him to the ground. Simba instantly looked shocked. The team and I didn't blame him, something about that seemed strangely familiar.

"Nala?" He said.

Startled, the lioness backed away. Nala?

"Is it really you?" Simba asked.

"Who are you?" The lioness asked.

"It's me, Simba."

"Simba?"

Simba nodded. Suddenly, the lioness let out a cry of happiness, which Simba returned. They went over to each other and bumped heads, which is a wild cat's method of greeting. The lioness really was Nala!

"How'd you?" Nala cried.

"How'd you?" Simba cried at the same time."Woow!"

"Where'd you come from?" Nala asked.

"Gee, this is cool, it's great to see you!" Simba said.

"It's great to see you too!"

"Hey, what's going on here?" Timon asked approaching them.

Simba and Nala couldn't reply even if they had heard him because the team and I joined in the greeting.

"Nala!" We cried happily.

"Great to see you guys again!" Nala said.

"Great to see you too!" Mickey said.

"It's been so long!" Spongebob said.

"Wow, Nala, you've grown!" Nazz said.

"So has Simba!" Nala pointed out.

"That's true!" Casper chuckled.

We all laughed at that.

"What are you doing here?" Simba asked Nala.

"What do you mean 'what am I doing here'," Nala said. "What are you guys doing here?"

"HEY! WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE?" Timon cried, standing between Simba and Nala.

"Timon, this is Nala." Simba said. "She's my best friend!"

"Friend?" Timon repeated, even more confused.

"Yeah. Hey Pumbaa, come over here!" Simba called.

"Huh?" Pumbaa said, finally managing to free himself.

"Nala this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala."

"Please to make your acquaintance." Pumbaa smiled.

"Pleasure's all mine." Nala smiled back.

"How do you do…." Timon began. "Whoa, whoa. Time out! Lemme get this straight: you guys know her, she knows you, but she wants to eat him, and everybody's okay with this? DID I MISS SOMETHING?" He leapt up in frustration.

"Relax Timon." Simba said, a little amused.

"Wait 'til everyone finds out you've been here all this time." Nala said. "And your mother, what will she think?"

"She doesn't have to know." Simba said, almost looking a little nervous for some reason. "Nobody has to know."

The team looked very confused by that, and all I could do was shrug.

"Of course they do, everyone thinks you're dead." Nala said.

"They do?" Simba asked, a little surprised.

"Yeah, Scar told us about the stampede." Nala explained, a little sad.

"He did…? What else did he tell you?" Simba still strangely seemed nervous about something.

"What else matters, you're alive. And that means: you're the king."

"King?" Timon said skeptically. "Lady, have you got your lions crossed."

"The king." Pumbaa said in an awed voice. "Your majesty, I gravel at your feet."

Pumbaa started kissing Simba's paw. The team and I rolled our eyes, although a few of us couldn't help giggling or chuckling.

"Stop it." Simba said, annoyed, pulling his paw away.

"It's not gravel, it's grovel." Timon corrected. "And don't, he's not the king…are ya?"

"No!" Simba said sternly.

The team and I were startled at his answer. So was Nala.

"Simba!" Nala said, surprised and confused.

"No I'm not the king." Simba repeated. "Maybe I was going to be but, that was a long time ago."

"Lemme get this straight." Timon said. "You're the king, and you never told us?"

"Look I'm still the same guy." Simba said.

"But with power." Timon pointed out.

"Could you guys excuse us for a few minutes?" Nala asked.

"Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us, right Simba?" Timon said.

"Mmm, maybe you better go." Simba said.

Timon dropped his mouth open.

"It starts. Ya think ya know a guy." Timon said as he and Pumbaa left.

"Timon and Pumbaa, you learn to love 'em." Simba said, amused.

Then he noticed Nala walking away and hanging her head.

"What?" He asked, going over to her. "What is it?"

"It's like you're back from the dead." Nala said. "You don't know how much this will mean to everyone. What it means to me."

"Hey, it's okay." Simba smiled.

"I've really missed you."

"I've missed you to."

They nuzzled for a while, and then started to walk away.

"Say," Harry said. "Can we join you guys?"

"Sure," Nala began. "You went through the stampede so this does concern you…HARRY?"

"Uh, yeah," Harry said, surprised by her reaction. "Who did you expect? Mufasa?"

That actually wasn't a bad joke considering Nala's reply.

"No…but…Scar said that you got killed in the stampede too." Nala said.

The team and I were a bit startled.

"Talk about jumping to conclusions." Alex shrugged. "Apparently he never saw Harry alive after the stampede was over."

The rest of us nodded in agreement. This also must've been the reason why Simba stared at us for a few moments back when we first met Timon and Pumbaa, Scar probably told him as well as the rest of the Pride that Harry was dead.

A.N. Now, almost all of the lyrics to 'Can You Feel the Love Tonight' won't be here. We didn't find out that Timon had started singing the song after he and Pumbaa left and most of the rest of the song was either for the Main World or were Simba and Nala's thoughts. I didn't think to read their minds at the time so the rest of the team and I never knew about it.

It was now evening, and the team and I followed along as Simba and Nala walked to a waterfall that led to a pond. Simba and Nala then stopped at the pond to get a drink. Simba stopped drinking and looked at Nala for a moment, then hung his head a little. It looked as if he was deciding against something, but we had no idea what it could be. Nala stopped drinking, noticing that Simba was now smiling a little smugly. Simba ran into some trees, and suddenly swung out on a vine to disappear into the pond! Nala searched the water from the land, but then Simba popped out and pulled Nala into the pond! Gasping, Nala climbed out, gritting her teeth from the cold. Simba climbed out too, smiling. Nala smiled back mischievously and pushed Simba back into the pond.

Nala then ran towards an open field, and Simba ran after her, startling some birds into the air. They were soon play fighting, but they tripped on a vine on the ground and rolled down a slope. To our surprise, Timon and Pumbaa were the ones who set up the vine! They shot out of a couple of bushes and flew into a tree nearby. Butterflies instantly flew out of the tree.

"What are those two up to?" Carl asked.

"I don't know," I said; I looked at the butterflies. "But I've got an idea."

I winked, and then flew Rip Claw over to the butterflies. I pulled out a sort of headset device and put it on. From what my friends could tell, I was talking to the butterflies, but not even Eliza could hear what was being said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had landed on the ground, Nala on the bottom. Simba chuckled to himself, having enjoyed the tumble, but then got a shocked look on his face when Nala licked him on the cheek. Simba stared at her, stunned, but then smiled when he saw her smile. They had fallen in love. They got up and started nuzzling. At this point the butterflies flew over to Simba and Nala and flew around them show style.

"Lucky." Eliza whispered. "I can't talk to insects."

"Neither can I, except with this bug communicator." I said.

"Cool." Ron S smiled.

Scooby suddenly shushed us and pointed to where Timon and Pumbaa fell after landing in the tree. Timon and Pumbaa were talking, well actually singing, so we listened.

"...And if he falls in love tonight." Timon sang. "It can be assumed…."

"His carefree days with us are history." Pumbaa sang.

"In short, our pal is doomed." They both sang.

Then they started crying. The team and I couldn't keep from laughing, but we did have enough control to keep our laughter quiet.

"Of all the stupid ideas!" Dongwa laughed.

"That never happens!" I agreed.

We then stopped laughing because we saw that Simba and Nala were leaving. Rip quickly caught up with them.