And now the moment we have all been waiting for. Dun dun dun…………………………………..the final chapter. So enjoy and don't forget to review one last time.
It was a foggy morning; the air was as thick as a hot day on the savanna though this time it was cooler and much more refreshing but harder to see.
I stood at the tip of Pride Rock staring at what would be the horizon but instead it was blocked by the gray fog. I took a deep breath and inhaled the moister and it felt refreshing. I heard footsteps behind me and I turned around to find Simba walking to the tip. He shook his mane to rid himself of the dew and looked down at me.
"Finished with the morning report already, how did you even see out there any way?" Simba asked.
"Oh I'm not doing the morning report today Simba, I'm letting my apprentice do that," I said.
Simba smiled at me. "So finally let the chick do it on her own, it took you like what, twelve years?" he joked.
"Ha ha Simba, I just finally think she is ready," I said.
It was true though, after quite a long time, five months to be exact; I finally let Conga go out on her own in the early morning for the morning report. I was of course nervous not knowing what she would do out there, but I trusted her and so I decided to wait for her on the rock for her return.
"Well she seems to be doing a good job helping you, does she like doing it so far?" Simba asked.
"Of course, she's more than thrilled in becoming your majordomo," I said.
Simba only smiled while I continued to watch the fog with him. I could not believe that it had been five months since Conga returned from her adventure in revenge. What a story she told me! All about friendship, danger, forgiveness, and listening to your heart. Whether or not she succeeded in her flight for vengeance, well that's another story to tell. But it was enough to make a father cringe with worry.
"Hey I think I hear someone," said Simba as he cocked his head to one side listening. I did the same, but I heard nothing. Of course Simba's hearing was much better than mines so I decided to use my sight and watch for her.
Suddenly as if out of no where, I saw a figure emerge from the fog. It took me a minute to realize it was her but there she was flying toward Pride Rock, of course in the fog she missed it and I had to call out to her.
Conga gave a startled look and flew back down toward us where she landed right in front of Simba. Simba only smiled down at her while she tried to create the best posture of an advisor as possible.
"I have come for the morning report," she said.
I made a sound as if I was clearing my throat; Conga stared at me for a moment until she got the message.
"Uh….Sire," she said before giving Simba a sheepish grin.
"Well then give it to me," said Simba who then winked down at me ready to hear my daughter start the morning report by herself.
"Well it seems that the fog is so thick that the jackals don't know the difference between a carcass and a rock. In fact this morning I met one that was in quite a daze, he had lost a few teeth because he ran after a carcass only to learn that it was a rock, I feel so sorry for that poor thing," said Conga.
"Ah must be a yearling then, still learning the ways of the hunt, he will learn sooner or later. Anything else?" asked Simba who looked quite interested in what Conga was talking about.
"Well one of the giraffes gave birth to a little girl, she started standing only five minutes after she dropped, such a cute little thing and oh yes we seem to have a flock of parrots entering the area, they are enjoying the mud walls and of course since there are few bees that like to gather mud for their hives, Mahiri is complaining about the crowded conditions but I bet he will get over it eventually, he always does," said Conga.
I chuckled at Conga's statement about Mahiri, he was a bee eater that Conga befriended on her journey, he was such a silly little guy.
"Did they say how long they would be staying?" asked Simba.
"Well I did ask one and he replied in the scratchiest voice I had ever heard and in the most sarcastic manner that I decided it was best to assume for about a week," said Conga.
"Well then I guess I should go out and greet them, seeing as how it's always important to greet them no matter how rude they are," said Simba.
Conga only nodded at him.
"Any thing else?" asked Simba.
"I believe that is all," said Conga.
I made the throat clearing sound again.
"Sorry…Sire," said Conga who this time sounded annoyed about being corrected.
"Thank you for the report then, just patrol the land and if anything bad happens please report it to me," said Simba.
Yes Sire," said Conga. She got it right that time.
Simba then turned around and retreated to the den where Nala was waiting for him. Simba chuckled at her and together the retreated to the back of Pride Rock possibly for some alone time.
Conga then turned and looked at me; she gave me a hopeful look wondering if she did her job right.
"How did I do Dad?" she asked.
"You did splendidly," I said.
Conga blushed and rubbed the scar on her shoulder, something I noticed that she did when she was nervous or embarrassed about something.
"What's wrong, are you nervous?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said.
"How come?" I asked.
"Because I know you will want me to start working by myself tomorrow, I know you won't be watching me for that, what if I do something wrong?" asked Conga.
She gave me a look of worry that was so pitiful looking that I suddenly felt kinda sad for her. I knew I had to pep her up.
"Come with me, we need to talk alone," I told her.
I led her to the top of Pride Rock like all important conversations were held only this time it was in the fog and the land could not be seen.
"Too bad its foggy out then you could see how big the kingdom is," I told her.
"I've never been up here before," she said.
"That's because I was waiting until you were ready," I said.
"So that means I'm the advisor now," asked Conga.
I nodded while Conga looked at me with worried eyes I could tell that she was not ready yet.
"Why are you so worried that you will do something wrong?" I asked.
"Because after watching you, I know I won't do as well as you did advising the pride for so long," said Conga.
"You are forgetting that I started advising without any experience at all, I learned through listening to the king and by mistakes. Making mistakes are a part of life you make them and you pick up the pieces and start over," I said.
"You're right, like that quest, such an idiotic thing I did," said Conga.
"But you were young, and young people do foolish things, sure it broke my heart especially after you said those things to me but we move on and hope that the scars from the past will heal," I said.
Conga nodded and looked down at the rock; she then kicked a small pebble from the loose stone and watched as it fell off the ledge. I could tell she was in deep thought not sure what to think of her new situation.
"Too bad mom's not here to see me take over," she said.
"Oh I bet she is watching you right now and I bet she is as proud of you as I am," I said.
"Yeah I guess you're right," said Conga who then looked up at the grey sky and smiled.
"Just remember that when you become an advisor you must remain tough, treat others with respect and keep your distance when listening to important things, it may turn out to be a secret that others did not want to share. And don't spread rumor's….." I said but Conga interrupted me.
"Because rumors spread lies that cause everyone pain. How can I forget those last words mother gave me, they were very important," said Conga.
"That's my girl, now are you ready to go out there and announce that you are the king's advisor?" I asked.
"Ready as I will ever be," Conga said nervously.
We both flew back down Pride Rock where we met up with Simba as I told him that there was a new advisor to the pride lands.
Simba then decided it was best that I announced it to the entire pride so he went into the den and called everyone out.
Conga and I stood with him as the lionesses circled around him, ready to hear some important news from Simba.
"Today marks a very important day, for today is the day that Zazu passes his advisor duties on to his daughter Conga. For most of you including me, you have known Zazu as the advisor since you joined or were born to this pride. So I guess that means you all can stop pestering him about spying on any one," said Simba.
A few of the lionesses chuckled at the statement. Conga did as well. She knew all about how I would sometimes spy on others to get information.
"But on a more important note please welcome Conga as your new advisor, respect her and she will respect you. Help her out because she is new and always treat her as a member of the pride," said Simba who then turned to me. It was time for me to make my farewell speech.
"Well as many of you know, I started when Mufasa was still a new king, my goodness that was years ago. And for many years I served under you all, I tried to save you all from Scar's reign, I saved Timon's life, and of course I tried my best in babysitting that incorrigible cub you now call a king," I said as I smiled at Simba.
Simba gave a friendly growl and then gave me a quick noogy which I quickly pushed aside.
"But now it is time to pass the torch to my daughter who will probably do a much better job than I ever will," I said as I then turned to Conga who only blushed.
The lionesses then all yelled back congratulating Conga on her new role. Conga was quite shy at this and thanked everyone but not loud enough for them to hear because most of the lionesses were quite loud.
"So Conga are you ready?" asked Simba.
"Well after all this congratulating, sure why not," said Conga, everyone laughed at her nonchalant voice.
"Then welcome to the pride," said Simba.
The lionesses cheered even louder as Simba then whispered in Conga's ear. Conga nodded back to him and flew off.
"What did you say to her?" I asked.
"Oh you'll find out," said Simba.
We all stood at the ledge for a moment waiting in the fog until finally Conga returned with a beautiful red flower and gave it to me.
"That's for being a Dad," she said.
I held it in my wings, it was a small flower, not very large but very beautiful. After Conga said those words I quickly swelled with pride as a small tear trickled down my face. Conga then gave me a huge hug before turning back to the pride.
"Well what are you all waiting for, let's celebrate," she said.
In an instant the some of the lionesses began to sing out in happiness while a few others danced. I turned to Conga.
"Hey it's better than starting your job right away," she said.
I only smiled while I watched the pride. I could not believe I was not serving them any more; I would probably serve them but not as much as Conga would now. I would still join the pride in conversations and I would still share the pain of loosing a member. But the advising duties now belonged to Conga. I would now live the rest of my life in quiet solitude with no problems at all, or as Timon and Pumbaa called it Hakuna Matata.
Well that's my story. Long wasn't it? Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, all the joys and the sorrows and the adventures. What a life! I wish everyone out there to take life to the fullest, take risks, and follow your dreams for you may never know where you may end up someday. Good bye.
A/N: And God said "This story is over, lets all do the Conga!" Yeah so any way I am so glad this story is over, I have worked on this since April and now I am finally done and ready to go on to my next story which I will tell you what it is in a minute but first I must say thank you to everyone for encouraging me to keep going and for making this story the biggest review number I have ever received.
Truthfully I did not expect it to be this long. I thought it would only last for about 35 chapters and then that was the end but no I kept thinking up new ideas which I kind of regret but I'm still glad I did them any way because at least you all liked them.
So now its time for a new story. It will still be in The Lion King section and it will be about Conga when she left on her vengeance quest. Well here's a better explanation.
Conga, daughter of Zazu and Binti is on a quest for vengeance, a quest to find the hawk who killed her mother. It's a journey that goes into the far reaches of Africa. From the hot steamy jungles, the dangerous Nile river, and the hot and unforgiving Sahara to find the killer. She isn't alone though, joining her will be an old but experienced hornbill named Baakir and a silly yet helpful bee eater named Mahiri, both with a sad past of their own. Together they face impossible odds and learn that forgiveness is just as important as family.
Well what do you all think? Personally I think its going to be a fun story to write and nowhere near as long as Memoirs of a Blue Bird. And it will not be a narrative I don't think I will ever do those again, just too hard and too time consuming. I still don't have a name for the story so suggestions are appreciated.
Also I will send you all a thank you for reviewing. I hope you all have a wonderful New Years and may 2006 be a wonderful year for you. I will be with my grandmother from the 3rd until the 14th so you won't see me between those times because my grandmother does not have internet but when I return I hope to have the story up as soon as possible for you all to enjoy.
Well like always please review and if any one has any questions about the Disney internship don't hesitate to ask because I will be happy to tell you everything you need to know about the program. Well see you all next year.