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Chapter Four The Fight
"Dinner was delicious, Mira," Malon told her as he walked with Timon and Mira.
"Thanks, but I didn't make the Grub Casserole, Timon's mother did," Mira stated.
"Oh, well, Timon, please tell your mother that it was delicious," Malon looked at Timon and smiled.
"Yeah, sure," Timon mumbled. He had promised Mira that he'd be a little nicer to Malon, against his wishes of course.
"So when did you find this beautiful place?" Malon asked Mira, trying to start a conversation.
"Oh, I didn't find it," Mira blinked. "Timon and Pumbaa did."
"Wow, Timon, you sure did a lot," Malon said. "I heard you even helped Simba become king of Pride Rock. Is that true?"
"Yep," Timon smirked. "Every word."
"Cool," Malon said plainly. "Well, this place really is something. It's a shame you and I will be leaving this place, Mira."
"Huh?" Mira asked.
"When you become my bride, we'll go to live with my colony," Malon smiled.
"Malon, you assume too much," Timon glared.
"Yes, I-I'm sorry," Malon looked down in shame. "You're right. It's just that I never expected Mira to look as beautiful as she does now."
"Thanks, Malon, but I have no intention of marring you," Mira said and added quickly, "Don't get me wrong, you are very nice, it's just that I love Timon."
For a minute, Malon looked angry. He sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair.
"Well, if you won't accept," Malon turned to leave, "then I'll be going."
"Wait!" Mira shouted, causing both males to look sharply at her. "Uh, there's no law stating that you can't stay the night before departing in the morning."
"You mean...you don't mind?" Malon's face lit up.
"I don't but—" Mira was cut off as Malon hugged her once more.
Timon's anger sparked yet again, lighting the fuse but it was extinguished.
"Uh, Malon? I have something called 'personal space'..." Mira said slowly, trying to make him understand.
"Oh, sorry," Malon released her. He gave them both a large grin before he turned an walked off deeper into the oasis.
"That's what I hate about him," Timon clenched and unclenched his fists.
"He's just a little..." Mira searched for an adjective, "happy?"
"He's just doing it for attention," Timon growled. "If we ignore him, he'll go away."
"He'll be leaving in the morning, Timon, so you can stop being jealous," Mira folded her arms.
"Jealous? Who's jealous?" Timon tried to sound innocent.
"Don't play dumb," Mira said, "Whenever he comes near me you freak out!"
"I don't freak!"
"Yeah, you do."
"Well, I don't see you exactly turning him away when he comes running at you with open arms."
"What are you saying?"
"You like him, don't you?"
"Well, sure. I like everybody."
"Now you're the one playing dumb," Timon snapped. "You have a crush on him, don't you?"
"Now, Timon—"
"Oh, no, it's okay. I understand. If you wanted to be with him, you could have told me."
"NO! That's not—"
"I mean, he is more muscular and handsome than me. I don't blame you."
"Now you're putting words in my mouth!" Mira exclaimed angrily.
"But it's true, isn't it?!" Timon shouted back.
"I never said anything like that!" Mira snapped. "You are putting words in my mouth."
"Only cause you couldn't muster up enough courage to say them yourself!" Timon retorted. Then he said in a quieter tone, "Maybe we ought to re- think our relationship."
"Fine with me," Mira said coldly.
"Fine," Timon started walking away, angrier than a hippo with a hernia.
"Fine!" Mira shouted. She turned and stormed off back towards the colony.
End of Chapter Four
DarkEcoOttsel: Uh oh. Timon and Mira's first fight. (gasps) Don't forget to review on the way out!! Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Malon, Mira, and Niku. (weeps)
Chapter Four The Fight
"Dinner was delicious, Mira," Malon told her as he walked with Timon and Mira.
"Thanks, but I didn't make the Grub Casserole, Timon's mother did," Mira stated.
"Oh, well, Timon, please tell your mother that it was delicious," Malon looked at Timon and smiled.
"Yeah, sure," Timon mumbled. He had promised Mira that he'd be a little nicer to Malon, against his wishes of course.
"So when did you find this beautiful place?" Malon asked Mira, trying to start a conversation.
"Oh, I didn't find it," Mira blinked. "Timon and Pumbaa did."
"Wow, Timon, you sure did a lot," Malon said. "I heard you even helped Simba become king of Pride Rock. Is that true?"
"Yep," Timon smirked. "Every word."
"Cool," Malon said plainly. "Well, this place really is something. It's a shame you and I will be leaving this place, Mira."
"Huh?" Mira asked.
"When you become my bride, we'll go to live with my colony," Malon smiled.
"Malon, you assume too much," Timon glared.
"Yes, I-I'm sorry," Malon looked down in shame. "You're right. It's just that I never expected Mira to look as beautiful as she does now."
"Thanks, Malon, but I have no intention of marring you," Mira said and added quickly, "Don't get me wrong, you are very nice, it's just that I love Timon."
For a minute, Malon looked angry. He sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair.
"Well, if you won't accept," Malon turned to leave, "then I'll be going."
"Wait!" Mira shouted, causing both males to look sharply at her. "Uh, there's no law stating that you can't stay the night before departing in the morning."
"You mean...you don't mind?" Malon's face lit up.
"I don't but—" Mira was cut off as Malon hugged her once more.
Timon's anger sparked yet again, lighting the fuse but it was extinguished.
"Uh, Malon? I have something called 'personal space'..." Mira said slowly, trying to make him understand.
"Oh, sorry," Malon released her. He gave them both a large grin before he turned an walked off deeper into the oasis.
"That's what I hate about him," Timon clenched and unclenched his fists.
"He's just a little..." Mira searched for an adjective, "happy?"
"He's just doing it for attention," Timon growled. "If we ignore him, he'll go away."
"He'll be leaving in the morning, Timon, so you can stop being jealous," Mira folded her arms.
"Jealous? Who's jealous?" Timon tried to sound innocent.
"Don't play dumb," Mira said, "Whenever he comes near me you freak out!"
"I don't freak!"
"Yeah, you do."
"Well, I don't see you exactly turning him away when he comes running at you with open arms."
"What are you saying?"
"You like him, don't you?"
"Well, sure. I like everybody."
"Now you're the one playing dumb," Timon snapped. "You have a crush on him, don't you?"
"Now, Timon—"
"Oh, no, it's okay. I understand. If you wanted to be with him, you could have told me."
"NO! That's not—"
"I mean, he is more muscular and handsome than me. I don't blame you."
"Now you're putting words in my mouth!" Mira exclaimed angrily.
"But it's true, isn't it?!" Timon shouted back.
"I never said anything like that!" Mira snapped. "You are putting words in my mouth."
"Only cause you couldn't muster up enough courage to say them yourself!" Timon retorted. Then he said in a quieter tone, "Maybe we ought to re- think our relationship."
"Fine with me," Mira said coldly.
"Fine," Timon started walking away, angrier than a hippo with a hernia.
"Fine!" Mira shouted. She turned and stormed off back towards the colony.
End of Chapter Four
DarkEcoOttsel: Uh oh. Timon and Mira's first fight. (gasps) Don't forget to review on the way out!! Thanks.