Author's Note: Sorry I was late in responding to your reviews! That'll probs happen sometimes. _ But I always love reading from you guys, and it makes me so happy to know what you think of this! Thanks so much! TwT

Sammael29: Thanks for reading! I hope you like what's to come!

Toony-Tornado: Don't worry about being late! You know I always love to hear from you! Lol, looking at that Lulu line was very nostalgic for me. Glad other people can find my humor writing to be funny. And I wouldn't blame Kayla, either! He has his charming moments! Oof yea, while writing that Facilier scene was quite an exercise, it was still a bit sad for me. More ominous things to come, b t dubs. X3

nina del carmen: Wow, hey there! You'll be happy to know that both Scar and Hades will appear in this story! And you'll have to read more to find out the fates of the rest of them. ;3 And you should write one if you want to! Go for it!

A bit of a ways from Pride Rock was a little valley with a clean river running through it. There, a colony was formed a few years ago of all the outcasts from Pride Rock. Through peace agreements between Simba and the resurrected Scar, mediated by Jenna, the two reluctantly agreed to have the valley ruled by Scar. It was fifteen miles away, far enough away to not have the relatives see each other on a daily basis. The valley was named Pride Valley. Not perfect, but the food was plenty.

Jenna watched as the hyena and lion cubs romped around the grass with each other. They gently bit on each other's ears and pounced on one another all in good fun. A couple of the girls splashed in the shallow part of the river. Jenna smiled. All those years of bringing peace to everyone the best she could. Seeing these cubs play with one another is one of her favorite results of her hard work. It was all paying off.

That peace was interrupted by a certain crybaby.

"I'm dirty," Hans said with his arms crossed. He kept himself sheltered under the shade of a protruding boulder. "And I'm hot."

Jenna chuckled. "We've lived here for many years. I'd think you'd get used to it."

"I never liked the heat. It amplifies the jungle stink."

"We're in the savannah."

"Whatever you say."

Jenna rolled her eyes and spotted a certain lion coming back from a hunt. She watched as he graciously gave his fresh kill to the little cubs that rushed toward it. Years ago, no one would have believed that this lion to be this kind and this giving to anyone.

But here he was. Scar, or rather Taka (as Jenna prefers to call him), was a reformed lion. And became the consistently great leader Jenna always knew he would be.

Scar met her eyes and pulled back a corner of his lip to a small smile. He walked over to her and rubbed his head on her shoulder. "When did you get back?" he asked.

Jenna blushed. "Just last night. How was the hunt?"

"Quite alright. I caught something decent for the little ones. The others should be back with more for the ladies in a bit." Scar plopped himself to the ground. Jenna got off her rock and sat by him, allowing Scar to lay his head on her lap. He smiled as she petted his long black mane and closed his eyes. "How was work?"

"It was fine. I had to deal with Facilier's shenanigans again," Jenna said.

"Mmph. You know how I feel about you seeing that strange fellow. He's far too unpredictable for you to be interfering with his…lifestyle choices." Scar kicked his leg a little as Jenna scratched just the right spot.

Jenna huffed. "Dear, you know that it's my job. And I've been doing this for years. He's not exactly my first rodeo."

Scar hummed and nuzzled his head more in her lap. "I suppose not. I just…worry about you. You know?"

Jenna giggled and ruffed up his mane a little. "I know."

She let out a breath as she thought about Facilier's words from earlier. "Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing the right thing."

Scar opened one eye. "What do you mean?

She looked blankly at the blue sky. White clouds sparingly pepper it. "I mean…do you think I'm denying a villain's nature? Like I'm keeping them from doing the things they love? I look at Facilier for example, and I can't help but think I'm holding his soul for ransom."

"He's still alive, isn't he?

"Well, yes…"

"Is he still able to work with his magic?"

"Yes, but to an extent. He can't hurt anyone with it."

"Then you're not denying anyone's nature," Scar lifts his head up to look in Jenna's eyes. "You're simply teaching them moderation. We can never deny who we are inside. But you taught us that who we are shouldn't harm anyone else." He rubs his head on her shoulder. "You taught me that, remember?"

Jenna laid her head on his. "Oh, Taka. You're good with words."

Scar chuckles. "I've learned from the best, storyteller."

Jenna gave a soft smile. A bright light twinkled in her eye, making her flinch a little. "Ouch," she said in irritation and looked up. The sky was fresh with the early morning hour, but there was a twinkling of a familiar star. Its brightness calmed down after capturing Jenna's attention. She stood up, keeping her eyes on it. "Evangeline?" Jenna asked. "What is it?"

Scar scrunched his eyebrows and looked at the star with her.

Jenna kept her eyes on the blinking star for a moment. The she let out a shaky breath and her pupils started twitching in terror.

Scar looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"Evangeline…she said…" Jenna fell to her knees. Scar immediately placed a paw around her. Jenna said, mostly to herself, "Facilier…he's…something's happened…"

Hans fell on the sand not far from the pair as two hyena cubs pounced on him before taking off. Hans lifted his dirt-riddled face and fixed glare on them. "Damn kids!" He got up and dusted himself off as he made his way to Jenna and Scar. He bent over to see her face.

Hans raised a brow. "What's up with you? You act like somebody just died. Meanwhile, my good pants are all dirty and—"

Jenna turned her tear-stained face up at Hans while Scar gave him a murderous look.

It took Hans a moment to realize. "…oh."

An alarm sounds throughout my room. Instead of the usual beeping sound you get from a regular alarm clock, it's the pleasant sound of birds chirping. I guess Disney alarms give you the royal treatment when you're an animated woman.

I stretch my arms out and yawn. The clock says 8:00 am. It's a pretty good time to wake up. I usually don't like to oversleep as I feel that waking up around noon wastes a perfectly good morning. I go to my closet and pull out a pair of black exercise shorts and a black t-shirt. A simple outfit for a simple morning. Then again, where I am at right now, nothing is really simple is it? Well, maybe. Just not an ordinary morning, but I guess I can make it simple.

I notice a memo that lit up on the little screen by my door. It read: 'The café is to your right when you enter the main room. See you there! From, The Great Professor Von Drake.'

God, I hope there's a coffee machine there. I leave my room and make my way to the café.

As I walk into the main room, I begin to take in its true enormity. The ceiling is so gosh darn high and in a dome shape. Also, the blue-whiteness of the room is pretty bright. It almost feels like I'm in a computer. Sounds strange, I know, but that's what it feels like to me. I turn right and go into the hall leading to the café. I enter and I'm surprised to see that Yvette is already there and already fully dressed. She was holding a book in one hand and coffee in the other at a table.

Ah, coffee. Heaven's elixir for tiredness.

Yvette looks up at me and smirks. "Nice pajamas."

Coffee.

"They're not pajamas. It's my…casual morning clothes."

She takes a sip from her mug. "The material of your shirt begs to differ."

Coffee.

"If you're looking for the coffee machine, it's over there," She points to the counter with my one true morning desire. I head over to make me some as Yvette continues. "Fascinating gizmo, really. It makes espressos, cappuccinos, and all the other works you can only buy at a Starbucks. They also have flavorings, too."

With that in mind, I make myself a cappuccino with a touch of hazelnut and go up to Yvette. "Um…mind if I sit here?" I don't exactly know why I bother asking her as it would be none of her business as to where I sit. Maybe it's just a habit from school I've gotten, even though I've graduated a crap ton of years ago. I always felt the need to ask for people's permission to sit beside them as if my presence would be some sort of burden if I didn't ask at all.

Yvette pats the seat next to her and I sit down. Oh, the sweet smell of Arabica. Take me into your awakening paradise. I begin to savor my drink and sneak a glance at Yvette's book. Actually, it's a textbook. Hmm. That's a surprise. Not to imply that I've believed she's dumb or anything, but why a textbook? I then notice the diagrams of gears and tools. She glances at me and says, "It's for my college class. Advanced Mechanics." She continues reading.

I decide to make conversation. "So, you want to be a mechanic, then?"

Yvette says deadpanned, "No, I figured I'd take up hairdressing for a career. Thought this book would help."

"Oh." Perhaps it's better to keep quiet. I look away and continue sipping my coffee. Yvette notices my distancing and sighs. "I'm planning on building my own vehicles someday. Maybe even some robots."

I am surprised by her willing to talk to me and I respond, "That's… pretty smart. It'd be less expensive than buying them, right?"

She chuckles, "Yeah, and they're going to be bigger and better. They're going to make Lamborghinis look like Fisher-Price toys."

I admire her ambition. I can't remember the last time I've had a drive that strong. I hear the door open again. It's Victoria in a pale-yellow nightgown. I feel better after seeing her in pajamas (ahem, I mean casual morning clothes), too. After looking around a bit, she goes to the fridge and grabs an apple and a box of cereal. I watch her prepare her breakfast and sit at a separate table from us. I turn to Yvette. Before I can ask, she answers, "Go ahead. I'm busy, anyway." I smile and head over to Victoria.

Victoria looks up at me and smiles. "Good morning!"

I smile back and feel comfortable enough to seat myself down across from her. Victoria looks at Yvette and calls out, "Morning!" Yvette looks up, nods her head, and returns to her book. Victoria frowns. "Crab apple," she whispers.

I laugh a little. "She's not all bad."

"What's she reading, anyway?"

"Something from her college," I answer.

"Ah." Victoria munches on her apple.

We hear the door open, and Lulu and Kayla walk in. Lulu is fully dressed while Kayla is in her own set of pink striped pajamas. Lulu yells out to the room, "Goooood MORNIN'! How's everybody's day!"

Kayla yawns.

Yvette responds, "Barely started, that's how it is." She doesn't take her eyes off the page.

Lulu skips over to Yvette. "Yvie, baby! Can I call you Yvie?"

"No."

"Yvie! Already in gear! Five me!"

Yvette seems like she's forcing herself to not look up at her.

Lulu keeps her smile. "Okay, then!" She slides over to Kayla, who is getting herself a glass of orange juice and a granola bar with droopy eyes. "Kayla! What do you say? Ready to go?"

"I told you, Lulu. When I've woken up, I'll be ready.

Lulu lets out a frustrated huff and grabs a couple of bars for herself. She jogs toward us and sits herself down beside me. I would tell her about the coffee but from the way she's bouncing her leg violently, I don't think I want to let her get more hyped up than she is. Though, I can't blame her for the excitement. We're in the Disneyverse, after all.

I ask her curiously, "Ready for what? We can't be going on another mission now. We just got up."

"I know that. Kayla and I were thinking of exploring this place. I've noticed that there are a lot more doors around the main room. Who knows where those lead to?"

There are other doors? I haven't even noticed them.

Kayla walks drudgingly toward us and sits down next to Victoria. "I wasn't thinking of doing anything more than sleep in. But Lulu heavily persuaded me to go by caterwauling in front of my door."

"I was just saying good morning!" Lulu said with a pout.

"You were begging and whining for me to come out."

Lulu rolls her eyes. "Whatever you say. You guys want to come?"

Victoria nods. "I think that's a great idea. I'd like to know more about this place."

I nod, thinking so, too. Alicia walks in and gives us a tired smile. She takes out an apple and a granola bar for her and pours herself a glass of milk. After seating herself across from me and next to Victoria, she begins to open her granola bar. However, she stops and stares at me…for some reason. Another vision maybe? She focuses on the mug I'm holding, then looks at me. "Where's your food?"

"Um…I'm not hungry?" Apparently, that's the wrong answer. She shoves her food in front of me and says sternly, "Eat." Then gets up and grabs herself more food. I stare at the food in front of me. What was that about? Then, I remember. Jenna. Let's just say she had problems with eating. Well…I was actually not hungry! But I don't want to upset her, so I nibble on my bar and munch on my apple until they're finished. We all finish our breakfast and Kayla asks, "Where's Rose?"

Lulu adds, "Yeah, I don't want to start the tour without her!"

"I'm right here."

We all turn to see Rose looking very exhausted and holding a very grumpy Dawn in one of her arms. Her hair is disheveled and there are bags underneath her eyes. I feel bad for finding this image hilarious, but her bath robe is lopsided and hanging onto one shoulder while the rest of it slumped on the other side of her figure.

Rose says pleadingly, "Please tell me there's coffee in here."

I get up and make her a basic latte, then hurry back and give it to Rose. Dawn is still yowling. Kayla rubs Rose's shoulders, "How long have you been up?"

Rose sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose while squeezing her eyes shut. "Since four-thirty this morning."

"Aw, poor momma!" Kayla cries.

"I'm telling you, it is not easy raising a wild cat. This thing's stomach is a bottomless pit! And when it's not hungry, it's bored. And when it's not bored, it's thirsty!"

I'm so glad I'm never having children.

"So, that was what the wailing was this morning," Yvette said as she stands in front of our table.

Victoria glares at her. "Did it ever occur to you that she may have needed help?"

Yvette shrugs. "I wasn't gifted with a pet. She was."

Getting an idea, I tell them, "My music player might have something for Dawn to fall asleep to."

Rose snaps her head at the ceiling, "Yes! Dawn can use a nap." She blinks her eyes. "And so can I."

"I'll be right back." I run out of the café and head to my room. I see my music player on the desk and grab it. I scroll through the playlists and spot Angel by Jackie Evancho. I hit select.

But something odd catches my eye. At the bottom where the time length of the song is, it only says it lasts a minute. Why, though? Could it be? I return to the menu, scroll again, and randomly hit another song. It lasts for a minute. Another song. Lasts for a minute. What is this? iTunes demos? It should most certainly be not. I bought those!

Then, it occurs to me. Huh. This must be my power's limitation.

Suddenly, I hear the audio click on and Von Drake announces, "Attention everyone! There has been a terrible incident! Please gather in the main room now!"

Author's Note: I do not own anything Disney-related. All rights to Disney. We only own our OCs.