My Interview with...
By Maggeh;;
Now we have to go running after Scar. We saw him in the last interview, but Simba lost him. That was very irresponsible of him x.x But hey. So we must go running after him. Kiara's here to help me with my search. Don't worry, we'll have another Kiara interview XD I'm just putting it off, because I know several people want me to finish it o.o I'm ebil.
This one is dedicated to sulkenwolfpup, my good friend, who has left me to go on a school vacation X.x So we won't be getting reviews from her until Saturday X.X
Anyway...
Me: I think he went this way!
Kiara: May we become introduced first?!
Me: No, that's for the next interview.
Kiara: ((pouts))
Me: So, which way?!
Kiara: I don't want to help you, I want to interview.
Me: ((glares))
Kiara: Oh, fiine.
Me: I think East. Towards the caves.
Kiara: I agree.
Me: Let's go!
Narraration: Maggeh and Kiara went running off to the caves.
Me: What's that? ((whimpers))
Kiara: ((snorts)) Probably Scar. It's a dark shadow, right?
Me: Yep...
Scar: Who's there?
Me: Oh, no one.
Scar: Ed, is that you?
Me: Naah, just someone who wants to interview you.
Scar: ... Is Simba with you? Or Mufasa's ghost?
Me: Nope!
Scar: ... Well, alright, then.
Me: YAY!! A Scar interview! I know I said Kiara was next, but I did say I'd stick Scar in here somewhere.
Scar: Kiara?! Is she here?
Me: Kiara? Could you kindly leave, so that Scar will feel more comfortable? Don't worry, you're next. Stay somewhere where I can find you.
Kiara: Alright. I'll be a Pride Rock when you want me. ((runs off))
Me: Anyway, Scar, we have lots to talk about! First, why aren't you dead?
Scar: Oh. They rejected me.
Me: ...
Scar: I was going up there- ((points to the sky)) - 'cause I died, but my parent's didn't want me. So they sent me back down. I'm really a ghost.
Me: That doesn't seem very realistic.
Scar: Maybe I'll tell you a more realistic version some other time.
Me: Yehh. Lions are so picky!
Scar: Hyenas are pickier.
Me: Oh dear.
Scar: Agreed.
Me: Eh?
Scar: Um.
Me: Feh.
Scar: Yes.
Me: Do YOU like Turkey Sandwiches?
Scar: Oh, of course!
Me: ((dies))
Scar: Are you alright?!
Me: That's not a very Scar-like question.
Scar: I'm a little... lonely.
Me: Awww. ((hugs))
Scar: ((wraps paw around Maggeh's shoulders)) I know, I know... ((sobs))
Me: ((breaks free)) Mufasa. Rate your hatred from him 1-10. 1 being you love him, 10 being you're afraid to speak his name.
Scar: 10, but how dare you speak his name!
Me: Okay, alright, be calm. I liked the hugging better.
Scar: ((gives Maggeh a bear hug))
Me: ((chokes)) ... Or maybe you can just be angry.
Scar: Roar.
Me: (unenthusiastically) I'm terribly frightened. You know, Simba doesn't think TOO horribly of you.
Scar: (in mock voice) Oh, I'm so honored.
Me: Well, you don't have to be all snippy about it.
Scar: ((sigh)) He's cute. He was, at least, as a cub. But now he's all... big. With that big mane. Mag, he's bigger than me! As a cub I kinda, I dunno, liked the little dickens.
Me: Dickens. From now on I shall call Simba Dickens.
Scar: Just don't say who you got it from.
Me: Agreed. ((shakes paw))
Scar: ((shakes hand))
Me: Um, so, why do you have a black mane? I mean, Muf- eh, he-who-must-not-be-named has a reddish mane, and so does Simba, and Ahadi has a red/dark beige mane, and..
Scar: Let's just say... I take an extra long time in the bathroom every day.
Me: Ehh?!
Scar: I dye my mane.
Me: ((breaks out laughing)) HAH!
Scar: Don't tell anyone.
Me: ((crying in laughter)) A-- greed--
Scar: You laugh at people too much.
Me: Whaa?! No I don't! Who's the last person you told?
Scar: Shenzi... She laughed even harder than you.
Me: See?!
Scar: Oh, I suppose.
Me: Thanks for taking so time to be interviewed, Mr. Scar.
Scar: My pleasure. See you later!
Me: Bye!