Taka held his paw on Simba's tail. Young cub gulped.
"Did the cat get your tongue? I asked you a question."
Simba stared at his uncle. Even if he was younger, narcissistic nature was still the same.
"Umm…", Simba coughed.
Taka lifted his paw from Simba's tail and rubbed his chin. He felt disgusted around this hairball.
"Well, you see…", Simba started.
"Yess…? I don't have the whole day, so start talking!"
Simba thought all over some believable cover stories. Taka gazed at him, impatiently.
"Well, you reminded me of my uncle. He looked a lot like you."
Taka stared at the cub.
"What? That is the lamest reason ever!"
"But it's true! My uncle also had brown fur and a black mane. My Dad said that he was very…different than the rest of our pride."
"Are you saying that I look like a runt here?", Taka snapped angrily. Simba backed away, scared.
"Oh no no! I meant that my uncle was very handsome. And since you have the same colored mane and fur, you are too."
Taka stopped. This cub was very weird. But he was surrounded by strangers anyway.
"Ahah…you are such a weirdo. No wonder why you act like this since you have a shaman monkey as your mentor!"
Simba didn't answer. He didn't want to mock Rafiki since he was his dear friend.
"So, tell me something about yourself. Where did you get that stupid name like Chitundu? What kind of idiot names his child like that?"
"I fell into a bird nest when I was just an infant. Branches saved my life, so my parents wanted to remember that happening for the rest of their lives", Simba lied.
"Even weirder", Taka rolled his eyes. Simba felt really annoyed.
No wonder why Rafiki said Scar being such a brat.
"So, what does your name mean then?", Simba asked.
Taka snorted. He lifted himself up and started to walk out of the cave.
"That's none of your business", he looked over his shoulder.
Simba just sighed. Then, he lifted himself up and ran after Taka.
"May I…come with you?"
"Excuse me?", Taka turned his head.
"Well, your father told that I should get to know with the rest of the pride. Can you give me a tour?"
Taka stared at Simba. Why this cub brought something…weird and familiar feelings with him?
"What makes you think that I care? Do I look like a babysitter?"
"No, but you are very interesting. Please?", Simba grinned.
"I'm not some servant. You should turn to my brother. He is the most adored guy in this pride, after all."
Simba bit his tongue. This was harder than he expected.
"I guess you two don't get along very well", cub said. Taka burst out laughing when heard that.
"Guess you aren't so lame-brained as you look. No, we don't. Muffy is everyone's favorite and the future king. Of course, he gets all the attention."
"But can't he help it that he is older? He can't choose if he wants to be king", Simba said.
Taka's gaze turned irritated. Then, he turned around landed down, inches of Simba's face.
"That's not the problem you hairball. It's that he thinks he can boss me around because of his destiny. No matter what I do, it's always Mufasa. Girls love him. Everybody does. Make sure that you get it to that damn skull of yours", he slammed Simba's forehead.
Simba whined a little. He didn't like this attitude.
"But I have to say that...you oddly look a lot like him. Same colored fur and eyes…so weird. Evolution sure missed something in both of your cases."
Simba didn't say anything. He just rolled his eyes.
"Odd indeed…almost too odd…", Taka muttered.
"Chitundu!"
Simba and Taka turned to see Rafiki, Mufasa, and Ahadi who came from the den. The king smiled at Simba.
"Now…did you have fun with my son? He can be such a grumpy cat."
Taka snorted and rolled his eyes. Like that's new.
"You know, my wife is coming from a hunt. She would like to meet you. Wanna come?", Ahadi asked.
Excited, Simba nodded. While everyone headed outside, Taka stayed behind. He observed Simba, eyes narrowing.
Something is not right in this brat. And I'm gonna dig out what it is.
TBC...