Now in this chapter, Timon is gonna visit Sheala. It is still quite
strange. I really, really hope you like it!!!
Chapter 2 ~ The Visit
"I'll bet you that she thinks I'm a big idiot," sulked Timon. "I couldn't even talk too her."
"Why did she tell you where she lives if she thinks you're a idiot?" Pumba asked.
"You might be right, Pumba," Timon agreed. "I wouldn't tell an idiot where I live."
"Exactly," said Pumba. "Why don't you visit her?"
"I guess I could."
"Let's go!"
As the two of them were walking to the cave that Sheala had pointed out, Timon was debating whether they should really go.
"You know Pumba, we could turn back right now and not risk public humiliation," Timon suggested. He turned around and headed back toward the place where they live, but Pumba stopped him.
"You were so upset earlier and I am not going to let you regret not going for the rest of your life," Pumba explained.
"I guess," Timon said.
As they arrived at the cave, Timon was very nervous.
"Take a deep breath and go in," Pumba comforted
"You are coming with me, right?" Timon asked.
"Of course!"
They walked in and looked for Sheala. She was nowhere in sight. They asked a male merekat where she was. He led them to a room filled with tons of people. Sheala wasn't in that room.
"Sir, where is Sheala?" Timon asked politely.
"Have you never visited her before?" The merekat asked. "You must take a number and wait. She is quite popular."
Pumba went and got a number from the dispenser on the wall.
"What number are they on now?" Pumba asked.
"Number 471," answered Timon. "What number did you get?"
"527."
Timon was in a state of shock. How could somebody this popular like someone like him?
The two of them waited and waited and waited until someone opened a door and called for number 527. Timon and Pumba got up and walked toward the door. Timon was shaking all over.
Inside the room, Sheala was sitting on a bed.
"Timon!" She exclaimed. She ran over to hug him. Timon went very red. "How are you?"
"Pretty good. How about you?"
"Okay, Timon. I've been waiting for you to come so I could ask you something."
"What?"
"Would you like to come over Friday?"
"What's today's date?" Timon asked.
"Monday."
"What time?"
"6 o' clock."
"Sound's great."
"Timon, if you don't mind, I've got to talk to the rest of these people."
Timon left there smiling ear to ear.
Chapter 2 ~ The Visit
"I'll bet you that she thinks I'm a big idiot," sulked Timon. "I couldn't even talk too her."
"Why did she tell you where she lives if she thinks you're a idiot?" Pumba asked.
"You might be right, Pumba," Timon agreed. "I wouldn't tell an idiot where I live."
"Exactly," said Pumba. "Why don't you visit her?"
"I guess I could."
"Let's go!"
As the two of them were walking to the cave that Sheala had pointed out, Timon was debating whether they should really go.
"You know Pumba, we could turn back right now and not risk public humiliation," Timon suggested. He turned around and headed back toward the place where they live, but Pumba stopped him.
"You were so upset earlier and I am not going to let you regret not going for the rest of your life," Pumba explained.
"I guess," Timon said.
As they arrived at the cave, Timon was very nervous.
"Take a deep breath and go in," Pumba comforted
"You are coming with me, right?" Timon asked.
"Of course!"
They walked in and looked for Sheala. She was nowhere in sight. They asked a male merekat where she was. He led them to a room filled with tons of people. Sheala wasn't in that room.
"Sir, where is Sheala?" Timon asked politely.
"Have you never visited her before?" The merekat asked. "You must take a number and wait. She is quite popular."
Pumba went and got a number from the dispenser on the wall.
"What number are they on now?" Pumba asked.
"Number 471," answered Timon. "What number did you get?"
"527."
Timon was in a state of shock. How could somebody this popular like someone like him?
The two of them waited and waited and waited until someone opened a door and called for number 527. Timon and Pumba got up and walked toward the door. Timon was shaking all over.
Inside the room, Sheala was sitting on a bed.
"Timon!" She exclaimed. She ran over to hug him. Timon went very red. "How are you?"
"Pretty good. How about you?"
"Okay, Timon. I've been waiting for you to come so I could ask you something."
"What?"
"Would you like to come over Friday?"
"What's today's date?" Timon asked.
"Monday."
"What time?"
"6 o' clock."
"Sound's great."
"Timon, if you don't mind, I've got to talk to the rest of these people."
Timon left there smiling ear to ear.