Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot of this story and Sheala. Disney
owns it. So practically if you don't like The Lion King it's Disney's
fault not mine.
WARNING: The following text may contain ideas very, very strange. If you tend to be a giggle box, a room next to the restroom may be the best place for you.
We are not subject to injuries that may occur while reading the following.
Chapter 1~Sheala
It was raining and it seemed as though the whole stinkin' world was sad. Timon and Pumba were absolutely no exception. They were as bored as can be.
"Pumba, whatcha wanna do?" asked Timon, who was silently hoping Pumba would have thought of something. Timon had been asking him for quite a few hours.
"I dunno. What do you wanna do?" answered a very bored Pumba.
"Don't no."
There was a slight pause.
"By George, I think I've got it!" exclaimed an overly excited Timon. "Let's walk around the jungle."
"In the rain?"
"Yes, in the rain."
"Sounds like an excellent suggestion my furry, little friend," remarked Pumba. "Let's get movin'!"
After about 2 minutes of walking, they both realized that it was the worst suggestion ever! They were now cold, wet, and bored.
"We better head back," said Timon. He was very disappointed that his so-called "excellent" idea was a failure.
Just then the most amazing looking female merekat walked up. Despite the rain and the gloomy atmosphere, she was quite happy.
"Hummana, hummana," said Timon with his mouth wide open in disbelief.
"Close your mouth, a fly may fly in," said the female merekat in a very soothing voice. "What's your name?"
"T-t-t-," stammered Timon.
"Timon his name is Timon," Pumba answered for him.
"That's a nice name, Timon," the female merekat complimented. " Mine's Sheala."
"N-nice to m-meet you, Sh-Sheala," said a very nervous Timon. "Are you m-married?" he added uncertainly.
"No, not even dating," she answered in the same soothing voice. " Why?"
"I-I-I don't know," Timon answered.
"I live right over there," she said pointing to a cave to their right. "Drop in if you like."
A little strange, I know, but please review. I want to improve it. I'm not writing anything else until I get 3 reviews. Review, pretty please!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WARNING: The following text may contain ideas very, very strange. If you tend to be a giggle box, a room next to the restroom may be the best place for you.
We are not subject to injuries that may occur while reading the following.
Chapter 1~Sheala
It was raining and it seemed as though the whole stinkin' world was sad. Timon and Pumba were absolutely no exception. They were as bored as can be.
"Pumba, whatcha wanna do?" asked Timon, who was silently hoping Pumba would have thought of something. Timon had been asking him for quite a few hours.
"I dunno. What do you wanna do?" answered a very bored Pumba.
"Don't no."
There was a slight pause.
"By George, I think I've got it!" exclaimed an overly excited Timon. "Let's walk around the jungle."
"In the rain?"
"Yes, in the rain."
"Sounds like an excellent suggestion my furry, little friend," remarked Pumba. "Let's get movin'!"
After about 2 minutes of walking, they both realized that it was the worst suggestion ever! They were now cold, wet, and bored.
"We better head back," said Timon. He was very disappointed that his so-called "excellent" idea was a failure.
Just then the most amazing looking female merekat walked up. Despite the rain and the gloomy atmosphere, she was quite happy.
"Hummana, hummana," said Timon with his mouth wide open in disbelief.
"Close your mouth, a fly may fly in," said the female merekat in a very soothing voice. "What's your name?"
"T-t-t-," stammered Timon.
"Timon his name is Timon," Pumba answered for him.
"That's a nice name, Timon," the female merekat complimented. " Mine's Sheala."
"N-nice to m-meet you, Sh-Sheala," said a very nervous Timon. "Are you m-married?" he added uncertainly.
"No, not even dating," she answered in the same soothing voice. " Why?"
"I-I-I don't know," Timon answered.
"I live right over there," she said pointing to a cave to their right. "Drop in if you like."
A little strange, I know, but please review. I want to improve it. I'm not writing anything else until I get 3 reviews. Review, pretty please!!!!!!!!!!!!!