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Chapter Six A Fight for Your Life and Hers
Timon clenched his fists and let out a low growl.
"I KNEW that jerk was up to no good!" Timon yelled, his voice echoing throughout the room. He hurriedly met up with Pumbaa.
"Where'd he go?" Timon asked his pal.
"Towards the desert," Pumbaa replied. "Ami and I saw him with Mira."
"Okay, uh, you go wake up Ma and Uncle Max," Timon instructed him. "I'll take care of Malon."
"Hey, uh, Timon?" Pumbaa said, stopping his friend in mid-stride. "Be careful, will ya?"
Timon gave Pumbaa one of his trademark grins before taking off as fast as his legs would carry him towards the desert.
Timon wandered through the desert for about twenty minutes before he finally spotted Malon. He was standing next to Mira, who was sitting down and sleeping against a sand dune. Malon looked like he was waiting for someone.
Timon scurried up the sand dune that Malon was leaning against. He took a breath and jumped.
Malon yelped as Timon slammed into him and knocked him a few feet away.
Timon scrambled up and ran towards Mira. He tried to wake her up to no avail.
"Feh," Malon growled as he brushed the sand out of his fur. "I didn't think that you'd actually make it. I was beginning to think that you were drugged along with the rest of your colony."
"What did you do?!"
"It's nothing to freak out about."
Timon wanted to shout, "Why does everyone think I freak out?!" but he didn't get a chance before Malon continued.
"Now if you don't mind," Malon walked towards him, "I'll be taking Mira."
"Over my dead and rotting body!" Timon growled angrily as he stood protectively in front of Mira.
"That can be arranged," Malon snickered as he continued walking.
"You lay one grimy finger on her and I'll...I'll..." Timon trailed off.
"You'll what?" Malon sneered. "Call for daddy to save you? Oh, wait, I'm sorry. He's dead!"
Timon growled and slammed his fist into Malon's stomach, causing the meerkat to double over.
"You little brat!" Malon shouted once he recovered. He grabbed Timon's ankle and yanked him up, suspending him in mid-air. Then in one swift motion, Malon swung him up and slammed him into the ground.
"Gack!" Timon gasped in pain. He took in a sharp breath as a pain shot up his spine. He tried to take in another breath but it was cut off as Malon put his foot on his throat.
"Y'know, Timon," Malon said as he put more force into his foot. "I never really liked you."
"Likewise!" Timon grunted as he twisted Malon's foot around, causing him to fall over backwards. That gave Timon enough time to recover and scramble towards Mira again.
Timon yelped as Malon grabbed his tail and pulled him back. He dug his claws into the sand but that didn't stop Malon.
"Alright, Timon," Malon glared at him. "Now you're getting me mad. I'm going to have to start hurting you."
"Weren't you trying to hurt me from the start?!" Timon shouted as he kicked Malon in the face. As soon as he felt the grip on his tail weaken, Timon broke free and ran towards Mira.
"Oh no you don't!" Malon tackled Timon and the two began wrestling across the sandy ground.
Malon punched Timon in the stomach and the meerkat went flying into a sand dune. Malon let out a laugh.
"Get ready to die, Timon," Malon panted. "This will be the fight for your life."
End of Chapter Six
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Chapter Six A Fight for Your Life and Hers
Timon clenched his fists and let out a low growl.
"I KNEW that jerk was up to no good!" Timon yelled, his voice echoing throughout the room. He hurriedly met up with Pumbaa.
"Where'd he go?" Timon asked his pal.
"Towards the desert," Pumbaa replied. "Ami and I saw him with Mira."
"Okay, uh, you go wake up Ma and Uncle Max," Timon instructed him. "I'll take care of Malon."
"Hey, uh, Timon?" Pumbaa said, stopping his friend in mid-stride. "Be careful, will ya?"
Timon gave Pumbaa one of his trademark grins before taking off as fast as his legs would carry him towards the desert.
Timon wandered through the desert for about twenty minutes before he finally spotted Malon. He was standing next to Mira, who was sitting down and sleeping against a sand dune. Malon looked like he was waiting for someone.
Timon scurried up the sand dune that Malon was leaning against. He took a breath and jumped.
Malon yelped as Timon slammed into him and knocked him a few feet away.
Timon scrambled up and ran towards Mira. He tried to wake her up to no avail.
"Feh," Malon growled as he brushed the sand out of his fur. "I didn't think that you'd actually make it. I was beginning to think that you were drugged along with the rest of your colony."
"What did you do?!"
"It's nothing to freak out about."
Timon wanted to shout, "Why does everyone think I freak out?!" but he didn't get a chance before Malon continued.
"Now if you don't mind," Malon walked towards him, "I'll be taking Mira."
"Over my dead and rotting body!" Timon growled angrily as he stood protectively in front of Mira.
"That can be arranged," Malon snickered as he continued walking.
"You lay one grimy finger on her and I'll...I'll..." Timon trailed off.
"You'll what?" Malon sneered. "Call for daddy to save you? Oh, wait, I'm sorry. He's dead!"
Timon growled and slammed his fist into Malon's stomach, causing the meerkat to double over.
"You little brat!" Malon shouted once he recovered. He grabbed Timon's ankle and yanked him up, suspending him in mid-air. Then in one swift motion, Malon swung him up and slammed him into the ground.
"Gack!" Timon gasped in pain. He took in a sharp breath as a pain shot up his spine. He tried to take in another breath but it was cut off as Malon put his foot on his throat.
"Y'know, Timon," Malon said as he put more force into his foot. "I never really liked you."
"Likewise!" Timon grunted as he twisted Malon's foot around, causing him to fall over backwards. That gave Timon enough time to recover and scramble towards Mira again.
Timon yelped as Malon grabbed his tail and pulled him back. He dug his claws into the sand but that didn't stop Malon.
"Alright, Timon," Malon glared at him. "Now you're getting me mad. I'm going to have to start hurting you."
"Weren't you trying to hurt me from the start?!" Timon shouted as he kicked Malon in the face. As soon as he felt the grip on his tail weaken, Timon broke free and ran towards Mira.
"Oh no you don't!" Malon tackled Timon and the two began wrestling across the sandy ground.
Malon punched Timon in the stomach and the meerkat went flying into a sand dune. Malon let out a laugh.
"Get ready to die, Timon," Malon panted. "This will be the fight for your life."
End of Chapter Six
DarkEcoOttsel: No time to chat, just review please! TTFN!