Chaldea Reacts!

by Owriush

Chaldea, the bastion of humanity's survival. After more than their fair share of world ending singularities. Peace times have finally come, only... not everyone is so keen on the boredom that follows. Three resident heroic gentlemen take it upon themselves to spice things up. How, with a react series starring all your favorite servants. So come on and enjoy... Chaldea Reacts!

3. Chapter 3

Greetings and welcome fellow readers!

Okay so first off, FINALLY THIS CHAPTER IS DONE. Finally… not that I didn't like writing it up. Because I love it always. But IRL can be tricky at times when you deal with that and Fanfics. But I'll always get through and give you all. My fellow readers/ writers the chapters you've waited for. Once I start something, I never give up on it.

Anyways, enough of the needless rambling of myself which I apologize for if it sounded boastful. It wasn't, just being sincere is all and it's hard to convey positivity over text only. Now back on track.

So this chapter is do and over with. So I hope you'll all love it and I can't wait to show you all of what I have in store for the chapters ahead!

Now forward and onwards to reading!

P.S: Gonna just say again. I did NOT expect so many people to like and follow this story so fast already. But I am happy on it. I truly am and I hope to keep you all entertained in the future.

P.S.S: I already said I did watch JP walkthroughs of the story which is why I'm caught up on all the current Fate GO lore/ chapters/ arcs. But for me on NA version, as we now just got Cosmos in the Lostbelt. One PARTICULAR scene still hurts my heart and soul…so very bad. WHY, WHY?!

I do NOT in any way, shape or form own the rights to Fate Grand Order. Be it the game app, the characters involved or the anime. Those rights belong to Delightworks, Aniplex ( Both the JP and NA companies ) and Type-Moon.

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Chaldea Reacts!- Ch.3- Pt.2: But a well paid off risk it was!

As Mordred finished her time in the bathroom, feeling much better now. She actually skipped a bit to the couch. Taking a seat, she saw her adorable baby kitten still resting in a small ball of grey fur. Mordred couldn't help but smile, almost gushing to be perfectly honest. But she kept that in and took a gentle seat back on her spot. Still warm from how long she'd been sitting there so far.

Which got the knight of treachery wondering. Who set this up, why did they set it up and… why'd they want her to watch this in the first place. Well okay she knew that last part, but the ladder two still had her pondering. But Mordred ceased those lines of thinking for now, as she was just glad to have one have such an adorable kitten now and two watching such an amazing film. Taking her kitten in her arms again. She crisscrossed once more. Then pressed resume on the laptop which went blank. Before the screen went back to the whole count down sequence.

[Resuming in…]

5…..

4….

3…

2..

1.

[Enjoy!]

As the scene was first pitch black, it slowly began to brighten up. To a disheartening scene for Mordred, who held her kitten close for a sudden comfort. As the scene before was fresh in her mind, the scheme, the murder, the lies, the false blames and the second attempted murder. All done by on Scar. Who in the span of one day, had taken a kingdoms king and traumatized the prince of that kingdom so much. He convinced said prince to run away, before sending his goons to kill him. Which in turn almost happen, but luck had been on Simba's side. That's the best way Mordred had summarized what occurred while in the bathroom. She'd thought Simba would find some safety out in the wilds of the savannah.

But no, as apparently the world was to be only crueler to the young Simba. As the scene before. Which was slowly panning closer, showed the tired and most likely overheated Simba. Laying on the cracked dirt beneath him. His breaths slow, some and looking near death or at least he'd more likely collapsed. It didn't help when she saw buzzards flying around the cub. Ready for their next meal, as a few good eight to ten began landing around Simba's body.

["No, no. Stupid scavengers. Get away from him…please."] Mordred muttered. Half in anger at the fact these scavengers weren't waiting for Simba to die as they began to peck at his body. The other half was one of worry that this was Simba's end. Maybe this was where he dies and someone else comes along, she hoped not

Though as the small flock of scavengers were pecking at the pretty much good as dead Simba in their eyes for a few more moments, much to Mordred's increased anger/worry. The heavens of this fictional world seemed to be watching. As by either an angel watching over Simba or simply by chance. Simba was saved by a meerkat riding on the back of a warthog.

"YEEEAAAHHH. Get out, get out, get outta here, Whoo!" The meerkat shouted

Said meerkat was obviously small in size, leaned bodied, brown eyes, a dark brown nose and red hair or…fur on the top of his head. He also had a tanned coat with a few lighter tanned strips. Finally he had brown spots around his fingers, toes and tail end. This was the meerkat know as Timon.

Though as the buzzards quickly flew away in fear of the warthog. Both Timon and his friend laughed a bit. As to Mordred she was starting to believe it was more on good timing then anything. Still she was glad someone came into Simba's rescue. So, she watched as the pair ran into the of the remaining buzzards who just were flying off. Warthog kicking at one of them, while Timon was in what kind of looking like a Karata stance. But that didn't last too long as the Buzzards were all but gone now, the two relaxing immediately.

"I love it. Bowling for buzzards!" The warthog proclaimed in glee

The warthog in question sported a marron coat, with a black mane or head of hair, dirty yellow eyes, black hoofs, a slightly darker maroon under belly, two popping from under his lip and a small patch black hair on the tip of his tail. This was Pumbaa, Timon's partner in crime you could simply say.

"Gets 'em every time!" Timon replied back with a laugh, dusting himself off some while Pumbaa walked off to well… what the buzzard had been pecking at and didn't like what he saw

"Uh-oh." Pumbaa said, as he was already concerned for the young cub before him. So innocent looking and just tired. He quickly looked back to his friend "Hey Timon. You better come look. I think it's still alive."

"Ewww..." Timon cringed a bit, as he was worried himself at what the possible uneasy sight would look like since neither he nor Pumbaa knew how much damage the buzzards had done before they came in

["Don't say ew you string bean, it's aw and adorable you hear me!"] Mordred yelled. Irked suddenly from Timon's response, since even if Simba so far had been a brat; he was an adorable one she'd hug forever if she could. But she watched as Timon walked up to Simba now, who must have moved his paw when he was being pecked at with what little strength he had left

"All righty, what have we got here?" Timon quips, doing a quick smell over. Before lifting up Simba's paw, though had to let down the paw just a bit. But with one more great push, he gets Simba's paw above his head. When he saw Simba's face well… "Jeez, it's a lion. Run, Pumbaa Move it!"

"Hey, Timon. It's just a little lion." Pumbaa replied back, slightly irked when Timon jumped on his back and pulled his ears. That and his friend's quick reaction to the situation, turning his gaze back to the lion cub; he felt a bit calmer again "Look at him. He's so cute, and all alone. Can we keep him?"

"Pumbaa, are you nuts?" Timon argued back, in a worried panic as he yelled into Pumbaa's ears. Grabbing Pumbaa's ears once more. Though Mordred watching kind of felt, as if Timon was a bit too wary at the moment "We're talking about a lion. Lions eat guys like us!"

"But he's so little." Pumbaa kindly and simply said, leaning over Simba. Though accidently made Timon fall off his head and back onto the ground on his back

["And again. So adorable too."] Mordred muttered, as she was glad Pumbaa seemed more sensible; though she did get a quick laugh seeing Timon fall on his back

"He's gonna get bigger." Timon argued back looking back up, facing his old friend that he was standing by his point

"Maybe he'll be on our side." Pumbaa simply explained, as the view of the scene moved to show Pumbaa's big snout and eyes; to simulate from what Mordred guess Timon's point of view even for a second

"A-huh. That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll b-" Timon began to mock, getting back up and laughing even. Before it hit him and he looked back at Pumbaa with a renewed vigor "Hey, I got it. What if he's on our side?... You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea."

["Wow… seriously dude?"] Mordred muttered, staring at the screen with a deadpanned stare for a moment at how quickly Timon either stole credit from Pumbaa's actually very intelligent idea or… he was as dense as most of the knights of the round she knew ["Animated or real, men can be so weird at times."]

"So, we keeping 'im?" Pumbaa happily asked as Timon climbed onto his back, but Pumbaa already knew the answer; he just liked playing along

"Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?" Timon asked smiling, thought slightly stern too

["Pumbaa."] Mordred bluntly stated, watching Pumbaa pick up the small lion cub safely with his tusks

"Uhhh..." Pumbaa thought for a moment, though he really didn't have the answer there

"My point exactly." Timon replied back rolling his eyes a bit, before wiping off some sweat "Jeez, I'm fried. Let's get out of here and find some shade."

With that, Mordred watched as Pumbaa trots off with Timon on his back and Simba being carried away with them. Then the scene fades to black once more…

-...…-

Like all the other times, the scene faded back to show a location. This one showing the desert still, but with a small pond with some rocks, some grass and a palm tree. Though Mordred saw Timon and Pumbaa both standing there, with a still out cold Simba. Then the scene switches show water being splashed on Simba who slowly begins to wake up

"You okay, kid?" Timon asks, as Simba slowly gets back up now

"I… I guess so." Simba exclaimed. Getting back to his senses from the sudden, cold, yet also refreshing wake up

"You nearly died." Pumbaa explains. Happy to see the young cub alive and healthy enough, well at least from what he could tell

"I saved you!" Timon proudly interjected, though Pumbaa snorted a bit. While Mordred groaned irritably at the meerkats smugness already. Timon noticing it, sheepishly smiled "Well, uh… Pumbaa helped. A little."

"Thanks for your help." Simba shyly stated as he was feeling a bit more awake now. Though starts trotting off towards the desert ahead of him

["Simba sweetie, what are you doing?"] Mordred quipped as she knew the cub was depressed, but she didn't think he'd just start a suicide walk of all things. Thankfully for her, as she watched; she noticed Timon and Pumbaa taking their own notice of Simba's actions

"Hey, where you going?" Timon curiously asked

"Nowhere…." Simba answered with a somber tone, keeping on he basically suicide walk

"Gee. He looks blue." Timon said, feeling bad for the kid as he really did look down on his luck

"I'd say brownish gold." Pumbaa remarked. Completely missing the whole point of Timon's metaphor

"No, no, no, no!" Timon scolded once more, wondering sometimes how Pumbaa survived before they meet "I mean he's depressed."

"Oh…" Pumbaa muttered, as he had noticed that. But hadn't honestly realized that what was Timon had been mentioning. Then cleared his throat "Hey kid, what's eatin' ya?"

"Nothing; he's at the top of the food chain. Ahhhhhhha ha haaa!" Timon suddenly joked as Pumbaa and Simba who'd stopped walking. Just silently stared at the meerkat. Which prompt Timon to awkwardly chuckle "The food cha-haain. Ha, ha hum... ahem. So, where you from...?"

["Boo/Meow!"] both Mordred and her kitten well yelled at the Sucky joke, Mordred seconds later looking at her kitten. Who nuzzled again in her lap. Mordred herself couldn't help but gush. Looking back at the screen, while giving her kitten a gentle pet on her back ["Good girl."]

"Who cares…I can't go back." Simba solemnly answered. Feeling the sudden realization that he could never return home again, his warm and safe home

"Ahh. You're an outcast. That's great, so are we!" Timon happily cheered, giving him a quick pat on the back

"What'cha do, kid?" Pumbaa asked curiously. Wondering what the cub could have done to get him kick out of his home

"S-Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it." Simba quickly answered, as the pain and shame was still extremely fresh. That and he didn't want to start crying at all. He hated that feeling, hated it with a passion

"Good. We don't wanna hear about it." Timon nonchalantly quipped, carefree and such which made Mordred cross her arms at the response

["Rude little prick."] Mordred remarked. As she kind of saw that response as insensitive of the depression Simba was experiencing

"Come on, Timon." Pumbaa stated as Timon nodded that it was time for them to leave. Though mainly this was because he wanted to see if he could get Simba to come with them. Looking at Timon, with a hopeful look "Anything we can do?"

"Not unless you can change the past." Simba quipped, his depression still making it hard for him to even seem the bright side of anything. Pumbaa only could smile at the question

"You know kids. In times like this my buddy Timon here says, 'You got to put your behind in your past…'." Pumbaa happily explained, as Timon sighed for a moment

"No. No. No." Timon stated waving his arms in disappointment

"I mean..." Pumbaa began to say, wanting to rephrase himself. Only for Timon to cut him off

"Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself." Timon scolded Pumbaa somewhat, before looking back at Simba "It's "You got to put your past behind you." Look, kid. Bad things happen, and you can't do anything about it, right?

"Right." Simba answered, assured that was the common answer

"Wrong!" Timon suddenly yelled, poking the tip of Simba's nose suddenly "When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world."

"Well… that's not what I was taught." Simba replied back, a quizzical look on his face from the opposing viewpoint Timon was explaining to him

"Then maybe you need a new lesson. Repeat after me." Timon proudly remarked, boasting somewhat as Mordred rolled her eyes. But kept watching as she saw the meerkat clear his throat, before addressing the young exile "Hakuna Matata."

"What?" Simba asked, still confused on what the heck these two were going on about

"Ha-ku-na Ma-ta-ta." Timon repeated happily, feeling good as he saw little Simba seeming to get more curious then confused now on the phrasing "It means 'No worries.'"

["Huh, I actually like the sound of that. Well the wording, not the message."] Mordred muttered. Finding the saying itself quite nice in all honesty, but again not the message in total. Though watching as the scene switched back to Simba who was looking at Timon who had taken over the conversation once more

"Hakuna Matata!

What a wonderful phrase."

Timon started off singing, as suddenly a small melody began to play. Timon himself looking quite happy to even repeat the phrasing. Then Pumbaa jumped in yet again

"Hakuna Matata,

Ain't no passing craze!"

Pumbaa sung next, the background music seconds later going into full volume as it picked up in its tune

"It means no worries

For the rest of your days!"

Timon kept singing, Pumbaa moving past him. Timon following as he motioned Simba to follow. Which the lion cub did, before the scene quickly changed showing Simba laying on a small bush. Then zooming out showing Pumbaa fanning him with a large leaf as Simba already looked relaxed.

"It's our problem-free

Philosophy!"

Pumbaa and Timon sung together this time, Timon took off a piece of bark from a small tree next to them. Simba's claws popping out as Timon used the bark to fil Simba's claws. But stopped throwing the piece of bark away as Simba retracted his claws back

"Hakuna Matata!"

Timon soloed on the last note. Simba giving him a quick glance, before looking at Pumbaa. Then both. Donning on a look of still somewhat confusion on the whole phrase.

"Hakuna matata?" Simba asked, wanting a clearer answer. Though Mordred watching was getting curious too and wanted to see if maybe there was more to the motto

"Yeah, it's our motto." Pumbaa happily explained, though Simba was even more confused

"What's a motto?" Simba asked once more. Since he'd never actually heard that word before, but it sounded nice

"Nothing. 'What's a motto with you?' Ahh ha, ha, ha..." Timon joked, laughing as Simba stared at him not getting it whatsoever. Pumbaa though got a small laugh out of the joke as Simba glanced over to him now

"You know, kid. These two words will solve all your problems." Pumbaa remarked

"That's right. Take Pumbaa for example." Timon explained, as the song switched tunes a bit "Why, when he was a young warthog..."

"When I was a young wart hoooog!" Pumbaa sung this time, deep and kind of choir like in tone

"Very nice." Timon quipped, cleaning his ears out as he hadn't expected Pumbaa to go that loud

"Thanks!" Pumbaa relied back joyfully. Not seeing that Timon hearing was a bit effected for that moment during his singing

Mordred chuckled some at the small quick interaction. Before seeing the scene change to a large tall grass field. With a large pond and a tree ahead of him.

"He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal,

He could clear the savannah after every meal."

Timon sung on, the scene switching to Pumbaa's back side up close for a second. Before showing the Warthog trotting away to what could only be the pond. Though as he passed some of the trees a fee monkey's fell from them, out cold or sick from Pumbaa's so called aroma.

"I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned

And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind

And oh, the shame!"

Pumbaa sang now, as the scene before Mordred showed him going shyly into up to the pool of water for a drink while a few other animals were around. Only for him to…let out some gas, the grass behind him dead within second, while the animals all smelling Pumbaa's after math stank ran away. Then it showed Pumbaa back in the current time singing up to the heavens now.

"He was ashamed!" Timon sung as secondary back up, onto of Simba's head now as Simba was just staring at the meerkat

"Thoughta changin' my name!" Pumbaa sang next, walking into an oddly placed circle of light shining down

"Oh, what's in a name?!" Timon sung even more dramatically as a choir began to echo with the tune now

"And I got downhearted…" Pumbaa solemnly sung as the tune got a little bit lower for just a moment

"How did you feel?!" Timon shouted. Now on the ground, on his knees and screaming up to the sky

"Ev'rytime that I-" Pumbaa began to say, only for Timon to run up and cover his mouth

"Pumbaa, Not in front of the kids!" Timon quipped as he looked right at the screen and in turn Mordred. Who was half, half on wondering if she should be offended by that or not

"Oh... sorry." Pumbaa sheepishly stated, looking at the at the same direction Timon was

Though a second later, the scene switched to a confused and puzzled Simba who also was looking right at the screen. But just like it came, the oddness went for the scene changed. Showing Simba watching with great interest, seeing Pumbaa be lifted up by some vines, with the help of Timon before swing form said vines.

"Hakuna Matata,

What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata,

Ain't no passing craze!"

Pumbaa and Timon sung together once more, Timon grabbing onto the vine now as well. The two swinging back and forth while singing to Simba. Who was becoming more and more happy by the second. Before Simba finally turned to face the screen, a spotlight hitting him and then he joined in.

"It means no worries

For the rest of your days!"

Simba began singing, looking up at Timon and Pumbaa who'd gotten tired from the vines. Walking towards his left. Seeming to get happening every moment so far

"Yeah, sing it, kid!" Timon suddenly sung, somehow having gotten quickly out of the vine's and sliding on his knees towards Simba

"It's our problem freeee!" Simba and Timon sung together, happily before Pumbaa suddenly landed to their right

"Philosophy!" Pumbaa chanted, before he, Simba and Timon moved closer to one another in this singing cortex forming

"Hakuna Matata!" Simba, Timon and Pumbaa joyfully sung. Their friendship already growing. Though as the music kept playing in the background. The scene changed. Showing A large leaf about to be pulled back by Timon

"Welcome... to our humble home." Timon happily quipped, as once he pulled back the leaf. Simba mesmerized by the sight of lush green trees, mountains, clouds and water for miles

"You live here?" Simba asked still in utter awe of this paradise. Mordred seeing this also couldn't hel but find it amazing

"We live wherever we want." Timon explained, as Simba kept looking ahead before Pumbaa moved into the sights of the screen

"Yep, home is where your rump rests. Heh!" Pumbaa joyfully quipped as he was glad to see Simba smiling now. The cub needed and smile, so seeing it now was all the better

"It's beautiful…" Simba well…could only say, but even then he had no words for the paradise in front of him

But yet again. The scene switched over very quickly showing Timon, Pumbaa and Simba walking side by side down a pathway in the more jungle like area now. All the while the background music still played in a quieter tone.

"I'm starved." Pumbaa said, as his stomach could be heard growling a bit

"I'm so hungry I could eat a whole zebra." Simba remarked as he really was wondering where he could get some fresh… yummy meat around here. Since he didn't want to eat his friends Timon or Pumbaa. Though the latter two were obviously a bit taken back but the statement, though had a feeling this was to happen sooner or later

"Eeeahhah. We're fresh out of zebra." Timon remarked, trying to be as nice as he could be with Simba

"Any antelope?" Simba quipped quickly. Hoping that they had at least that in somewhere

"Na ah." Timon responded feeling bad for the cub, even though he was glad they didn't have any meat

"Hippo?" Simba pleaded. As he was getting worried he'd stave in this paradise where he found himself in

"Nope. Listen, kid; if you live with us, you have to eat like us. Hey, this looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub." Timon remarked as he stopped next to log, Pumbaa using his snout to push it up showing a wide variety of… bugs. Which Timon happily took one showing it to Simba, who justifiably was a bit put off by the sight

"Eeew. W-What's that?" Simba asked as he had never seen a creature like this, so kind of big, colorful and… creepy

"A grub. What's it looks like?" Timon answered, taking a grub and eating it. Mordred watching had to admit. She almost, the word ALMOST threw up finding it too extremely gross. She may have been a tom boy, but she even had limits

"Eeew. Gross…" Simba exclaimed from the sickening sight, his face cringing just watching Timon chewing on the insect

"Mmmm. Tastes like chicken!" Timon remarked gleefully, while Pumbaa slurped a large worm. Simba just watching the two gorged on colorful variety of bugs

"Slimy. Yet satisfying." Pumbaa said. Getting his fill of insects already, but always having room for more. Meanwhile Timon finishing off another bug. Took one, before showing it to Simba

"These are rare delicacies." Timon explains, taking another bug before throwing it in his mouth. The slimly crunches echoing a bit as Simba was kind of wondering now what the tasted like. Mordred meanwhile gagged for just a moment. But steeled herself as she watched the rest of the oddest song so far in this movie "Mmmm… Piquant, with a very pleasant crunch."

"You'll learn to love 'em." Pumbaa kindly states, as he could tell Simba was still a bit worried and just wanted to help. Though his hunger took over and back to eating the bugs he went. In full force too as he enjoyed every bite

Though even with the reassurance, Simba was justifiably still put off by the fact of placing a still living being. Even if it was but an insect. Into his mouth to devour and live off of. Which again, was pretty understandable as he watched the two eat the grubs more.

"I'm telling you, kid, this is the great life. No rules. No responsibilities." Timon began explaining. Placing his hand into a hole inside one of the trees, before smiling as he saw many bugs come out. Picking up one to inspect it "Ah, the little cream-filled kind. Oh also best of all, no worries."

Timon then proceeded to collect and eat a few more bugs, before collecting some off a leaf. Finding a mildly plump bug. He grabbed it and handed it to Simba. Who took it, but looked at the bug for a good few moments.

"Well, kid?" Timon kindly asked, as he took a few more bugs to eat. Simba looking at the bug. Before sighing and accepting the offered food. Besides he was feeling rather hungrier now and since this was offered well… you know

"Oh well. Hakuna Matata." Simba mutters, taking in a deep breath and throwing the bug into his mouth before he starts chewing

Mordred again almost gaged from the sight, though was curious when she saw Simba's first face of disgust. Slowly start turning to a happier one, one of pure glee.

"Slimy yet satisfying." Simba happily stated, swallowing the bug before he took another

"That's it!" Timon cheered, happy to see Simba was already liking the bugs, just then the winged bugs flew off the leaf in a colorful patch. That covered the who screen, Mordred aweing a bit from the pretty sight of color

But quickly the scene switched once more. The music playing a rhythm, as it showed Simba, Pumbaa and Timon walking across a log. Mordred couldn't help but hum at the tune, bopping her head side to side slightly.

Hakuna matata, hakuna matata, hakuna matata." Timon and Pumbaa chanted happily, and as she watched. The scene slightly switched showing Simba at least becoming older, with a red mane slowly growing. Then again with a switch, showing now a fully grown Simba. Mordred smiled at the sight, though wondered how long it must have been for Simba then to have stayed here to his adult size. The view began to lower, before reaching ground level of the jungle. Simba popping out of the brush in all his grown up glory.

"It means no worries

For the rest of your days!"

Simba sung, his voice more mature. But kept a hint of youthfulness as well. Still Mordred had to admit, he had quite the singing voice as she listened on

"It's our problem-free

Philosophy!"

Timon and Pumbaa sung next, loudly and joyfully as they followed behind Simba. The three nearing a large pond to from what Mordred could guess. But to jump in it and just relax

And jump they did, diving into the pond with Timon first with a cannonball. Pumbaa next doing a swan dive. Both of them making small splashes. Then finally Simba jumped in last. Swinging from a vine, using his mouth to hold himself so he could leap off. Only the vine broken from Simba's size as he landed in the water. Creating a large splash that flung Timon and Pumbaa on the shoreline of the small pond. Simba seconds later coming out to join them as the three smiled at one another, before just relaxing.

"Hakuna Matata…"

Simba sung at the end note, the tune of the wonderful song playing still as the Mordred could see these three were truly in paradise…

-…-

As the scene changed, showing Pride Rock once more, the sky around grey and cloudy. Along with the plants looking withered. Suddenly inside of the once proud home, showed Scar laying on his back against the rocks. Picking his teeth with a bone. Zazu who was now inside and trapped within a cage. Which was just a rib cage, sung for the so called 'King'.

"Nobody knows

The trouble I've seen

Nobody knows

My sorrow..."

Zazu sung, irritably. Irked that this had been his fate for so long. Trapped in this rib cage, with the world he knew dying slowly. The great work Mufasa had done, to keep the lands peaceful and healthy. All but in ruins now. But he knew he couldn't do much, even against Scar. So he accepted with great anger his life before him, as Scar personal song box.

"Oh Zazu, do lighten up." Scar nonchalantly quipped, throwing the bone that hit the cage Zazu was stuck in. Smirking all the while "Sing something with a little... bounce in it."

It took a moment, but Zazu even in his current predicament. Knowing he couldn't beat scar ever, could still mess with him. Especially with this particular song…

"It's a small world after all-" Zazu began to sing, a bit amused as Scar reaction was always the highlight for this song

"No! No. Anything but that!" Scar screamed furiously, glaring at the bird who'd mocked him behind his back. Sure, he never heard anything Zazu had said of him. But Scar knew, he knew what Zazu had always thought of him as. Zazu amused for a bit, knew not to push his luck. Especially if he didn't want to become Scar's next meal, so thinking once more he remembered another tune that would calm the would-be king down quickly

"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts diddely-dee-dee, there they are a-standing in a row..." Zazu sings once more, Scar quickly getting in a better mood, as he lays his back down against the rocks once more and decides to joining Zazu with the merry singing

"Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head..." Scar and Zazu both sing, though Zazu seeing Scar was enjoying the song more. Decided to take a quick break from singing these awful tunes

"Oh... I would never have had to do this for Mufasa." Zazu mutters, unfortunately for him Scar's hearing was still better than most

"WHAT!" Scar roars, his good mood quickly turning to a rageful one as he glares at Zazu "What did you say?!"

"O-Oh, nothing!" Zazu quickly replies back, fearful for his life as he swore he'd just pressed his luck a bit too much. It didn't help when he shoved his muzzle in between the ribs of Zazu's cage, Zazu backing up just a bit

"You know the law: Never, ever mention THAT name in my presence." Scar scolds, stern and with a rage still inside him. His sheer tone volume pushing Zazu against the rock the rib cage was pressed against "I... am... the KING!"

Yes, sire. You ARE the king." Zazu replies back sheepishly, his heart racing sees the lion's teeth so close yet so far from him. Mordred swore she could feel a bit of Zazu's fear "I... I... Well, I only mentioned it to illustrate the differences in your royal managerial approaches."

"Hey Boss!" One of the hyena's yelled from off screen, Scar looking back seeing it was Banzai, Shenzi and Ed walking in

"Oh, what is it this time?" Scar groaned a bit, having to deal with these…simpletons all the time

["Trouble in paradise I see."] Mordred muttered. Wondering if the hyenas would revolt against scar or maybe he'd end up ticking them off at the wrong time. She didn't know, but she hopped it was one of the two as she kept watching the scene unfold

"We got a bone to pick with you!" Banzai yelled, only Shenzi to walk closer to him for a moment

"I'll handle this." Shenzi stated calmly, yet stern as she had a feeling Banzai would say something Scar could take the wrong way. Mustering up her courage or what she had, she looked at Scar who was waiting for an answer "Scar, there's no food, no water-"

"Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees!" Banzai shouted, cutting of Shenzi who wanted to hurt Banzai a bit now for possibly making things more complicated then needed; Scar could only sigh at the complainants

"It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting." Scar explained, sounding tried of answer this very question over and over again. He even made a gesture or two of helplessness to sell of his answer easier

"Yeah, but they won't go hunt." Banzai counter argued, annoyed that it was more obvious of issues as of lately

"Oh... eat Zazu." Scar replied as he pretending to think it over, but sound coldly much to Zazu's sudden panic. Since he could never tell when Scar was kidding or not. Most of the time he was, even for some sadistic pleasure; but other times well…

"Oh, you w-wouldn't want me. I'd be so tough and gamey and... eeww..." Zazu quickly stated, swearing that he'd die from a heart attack if this kept up any longer. Scar seemed to find this amusing, as he smirked sadistically. Mordred couldn't help but feel pity for the bird, she wondered if Gawain would be like this if he was imprisoned for god knows how long

"Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish." Scar remarked walking away a bit to stretch his legs for the day. Though the Banzai, Shenzi and Ed couldn't help but feel… a little off put even if they felt no real liking to Zazu

"I thought things were bad under Mufasa." Banzai muttered to Shenzi, unfortunately he forgot Scar's hearing was good…really…really…good

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Scar demanded, cracking his gaze right at Banzai who could feel the murderous intent Scar suddenly was giving off

"I..I..." Banzai tried to say, donning on a sheepish toothy grin. Though Shenzi and Ed cringed a bit, feeling the murderous intent as well. Even if it wasn't directed at them "I said, Muf-"

But Shenzi who was smiling sheepishly too, smacked Banzai quickly. As a quick reminder to mind his words, mind them very well or else… Well Shenzi knew Banzai could understand. He was smart enough, barely at least to realize it.

"I said, uh..." Banzai quickly began to think on what else to say and hoped it worked. Didn't take too long… even if it was a bit stupid "I said… Qué pasa?"

(See…stupid)

"Good. Now get out." Scar ordered, his face still stern and his tone more than threatening. They three hyenas just did that, but stopped as Banzai tried his luck one last time

"Mm... yeah, but we're still hungry." Banzai said louder then needed, sadly the results were not to their liking

"OUT!" Scar roared furiously now

Banzai, Shenzi and Ed who was laughing madly like usual; bolted out.

-...…-

The scene quickly changing as Mordred as saw once more the new land Simba, Timon and Pumbaa lived at. It was nighttime as well, with the stars out. Mordred found the scene beautiful until a loud belch ruined the atmosphere for her.

["The hell was that?"] Mordred muttered, as the scene changed once more. Showing Timon, Pumbaa and Simba laying in the grass on their backs. Looking up at the stars. Mostly likely having done this for a very long time each night ["Of course…"]

"Whoa. Nice one, Simba." Timon complimented, smirking and relaxing with his arms behind his head. He, Simba and Pumbaa having only finish eating another yummy meal of grubs

"Thanks." Simba replied back, rubbing his stomach just a bit from all the grubs he had tonight "Man, I'm stuffed."

"Me too. I ate like a pig." Pumbaa remarked, satisfied with his dinner like always

["But… you're a pig."] Mordred quipped, chuckling just a bit from the most likely unintentional self-pun

"Pumbaa, you are a pig." Timon responded back, raising his eyebrows a bit

["That's what I just said!"] Mordred stated laughing some more, with a few cute snorts also as she kept watching the scene

"Oh… right." Pumbaa said as he just realizing, well… what he just said

The three longtime friends, then relax themselves some more. Looking up at the lovely stars. Pondering somewhat like always, as gentle background music slowly starts plays. All of them letting out a synched sigh of bliss. It was quiet, very quiet for a few moments. Before Pumbaa became curious on something that had been in his mind for a while.

"Timon?" Pumbaa asked, looking at the sky still

"Yeah?" Timon asked back curiously

"Ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?" Pumbaa questioned, Mordred though wondered too

Again she did have the knowledge, like all other servants. But she just hadn't well.. learned it yet. Not that she didn't want too, but just having accessed the very basic starter information when it came to well stars, space and all that. It was…. was just so boring. She couldn't get into it. So Mordred just kept that info away which in turn was the only reason why she had no idea what stars actually were or anything related to space. Still Mordred wondered now if she'd get a decent answer in this wonderful movie. So she ceased her internal scolding and watched on for the answer.

"Pumbaa. I don't wonder, I know." Timon answered smugly, with a cocky smile as he was sure he was right on what the stars were

"Oh, what are they?" Pumbaa asked curiously, Simba just listening in as he was curious as well. Timon almost couldn't help but laugh, laugh at how fond he was of Pumbaa's curiosity. Mordred herself was waiting for the answer too

"They're fireflies. Fireflies that uh... got stuck up on that big... bluish-black... thing." Timon simply answered, proud of his answer and that he didn't mess up his explanation

["Huh… I'm calling bullshit."] Mordred muttered as she was for sure, that Timon's answer was not the correct one. It sounded so stupid and made up, who in god's name would ever believe that. She though hoped Pumbaa and Simba could see Timon was full of it here

"Oh…" Pumbaa muttered as that didn't sound right really. Looking back up at the night sky he decided to put his own input in "Gee… well I always thought that they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away. "

["And that sounds way more possible. If I understood half of that… I need to ask Hyde if he'd help me with the science mumbo jumbo."] Mordred said as Pumbaa to her, once again proved he was the smartest when it came to him and Timon. She gave her kitten a pet as she thought it over a moment more on what Pumbaa had said ["Yeah. You know what Pumbaa's explanation sounds more possible. Nice try Timon."]

"Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas." Timon remarked, rolling his eyes at the odd and silly answer Pumbaa gave. Mordred couldn't help but feel as if Timon was more surprised by the answer then anything, but that all she could think of on that

"Simba, what do you think?" Pumbaa asked kindly, he and Timon looking at Simba now. Who looked back, before up at the sky again

"Well… I don't know." Simba explained, as truly he had no clue on what the stars could be in his whole lifetime

"Aw come on. Give, give, give. Come on Simba, we told you ours... pleeeease!" Pumbaa asked once more, over and over as he wanted to know more now on what Simba had to say on the matter

"Come on, come on. Give, give." Timon stared up. Copying Pumbaa's mannerisms as Simba sighed. But decided to give them an answer, to the best of his abilities. All the while another more calm and whimsical tune stars up as Simba keeps his gaze on the starry night sky

"Well… somebody once told me that the great kings of the past are up there, watching over us" Simba answered, much to his reluctance as bad memories would start is once again. Mordred herself couldn't help but feel a slight chill down her spin from the whimsical information being said

"Really?" Pumbaa asked in awe, though some could say slightly skeptical as well. But Pumbaa was curious no doubt, for Timon he was more…blunt

"You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us?" Timon asked, though almost laughed… then well had to laugh "Pbbb!"

["Sounds better than what you had dude."] Mordred scowled a bit, a bit surprised Pumbaa laughed as well seconds later; but she then saw Simba half heartily laugh. She was glad he found some amusement, but knew he really did believe in what he'd explained

"Who told you something like that, I mean what mook made that up?!" Timon laughed some more, Mordred cringing as she could see Simba wasn't really in a great mood anymore, while Pumbaa at least had stopped laughing somewhat

"Yeah. Pretty dumb, h-huh?" Simba quipped, doing his best not to start showing his more downed mood to his friends

"Aw, you're killing me, Simba!" Timon stated laughing some more, Pumbaa still too a bit. Simba though just stood back up. Then walked away, Timon and Pumbaa ceasing their laughter as they watched Simba leave. Timon then looked to Pumbaa in confusion "Was it something I said?"

["No…was it?"] Mordred asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes at the Meerkats lack for realizing he did have a part in Simba's current mood Still she noticed the scene change to Simba, walking onto a ledge, looking up at the stars before laying down with a sad look on his face. But before Mordred could see more, the scene faded out once more, before quickly changing into a new scene

Now she suddenly saw good old Rafiki's right hand snatch a milkweed floss that was being pushed through the air. Sniffing it before grunting and makes his way back into his home. Once inside, Mordred watch the old ape pour the plant into a hallowed turtle shell and moves it around a bit. Once done he began eating it with the same fruit he used on Simba when he'd just been born. Mordred see's Rafiki suddenly stop, as he examines the milkweed he's eating or what's left of it.

Though even to the future ahead for Mordred of then, she could never figure out how or why. But Rafiki at that moment, realized something

"Simba… He's- he's alive?" Rafiki mutters suddenly

["Huh…what?"] Mordred mutters herself as she watches this, wondering on how Rafiki figures that out. Not that wasn't glad he did, but she was confused on how he figure it out from a plant like Milkweed. Though as she watched, she could see the growing jot with in Rafiki

"H-He, he's alive!" Rafiki cheered in utter joy of this sudden news

Rafiki then places his food down quickly, grabs his staff all the while laughing and also grabbed some of what looked like paint. Moving near the old painting of baby Simba, he takes some of the red paint like liquid. Smearing it around the head of the old drawing and making a mane. Once he stops he smiles at the image, as the scene for Mordred changes showing the newly refurbished picture of Simba.

"It is time!" Rafiki cheers in glee

Then while the image of Simba with the new mane zooms in slowly, seconds later the scene yet again fades away to black…

-…-

But just like a few times already, the next scene quickly faded in. Mordred now watching Timon and Pumbaa walking down a green covered pathway. Singing a song, that she knew for a fact was in the grail's knowledge or at least genre. Since like movies, music being extremely diverse by this point in time. Cause the grail to show the basic knowledge of said medium. So she knew genre wise what this song was. But nothing else, still listening already it sounded well… folkie.

"Ohi'mbube

Ohi'mbube!"

Pumbaa hummed, fairly well as Timon it seemed to Mordred wa doing vocals and she was right on target with that assumption

"In the jungle

The mighty jungle

The lion sleeps tonight.

In the jungle

The mighty jungle!"

Timon sings loudly and proud, not the worst singer; but far from the best. Kind of reminded Mordred of Bediveres singing, only he sounded better in every sense. Though unknown to Timon himself, Pumbaa spotted a lone beetle. That flew off quickly when it the two got too close, Pumbaa feeling hungry followed for his quick meal. All the while Timon kept singing

"The lion sleeps-…I can't hear you, buddy, back me up!" Timon yells joyfully, before letting out his favorite part of this song A-WEEEE. EE-EE-EE… BA-pum-BA-bum-BA-way!"

["Make it stop, making it stop!"] Mordred pleaded as she couldn't take any more of the meerkats singing, she'd rather be stuck knitting with Agravain for six hours straight then hear any more of this Meerkats singing. Even if now she'd have this song stuck in her head for a while too. But as if heaven answer her prays somehow relating to this 2D world she was watching. Timon finally realized Pumbaa was gone ["Thank thy lord!"]

"Pumbaa…. PUMBAA!" Timon yelled out to the opened jungle. But the scene switched over to Pumbaa

Who from what Mordred was seeing, was following the same beetle, kind of like how Mordred and other Heroic spirits. Would watch Jeanne always chased her sisters around Chaldea, mainly when she had new costume ideas for them. Saint she was, but a… slightly insane one at times. Especially with her siblings.

Still as Mordred changed her thoughts from one of many oddities of Chaldea, back at the movie. She sees Pumbaa sneaking behind the beetle slowly now. Like a predator to prey. Leaping from behind a long, which he fails at as he ends up stuck over for a moment in the log. Before looking back, realizing he was alone. Which kind of began to make the Warthog worry a little.

"Timon?" Pumbaa asked out loudly, before shrugging and going back to chasing the yummy beetle. Though as he finally got over the log itself, seeing he bug and about to munch on it. He stopped, as the scene's view for him changed. Showing Pumbaa suddenly noticing a pair of green eyes from the tall grass in front of him.

["Oh…shit."] Mordred whispered as she held her kitten closer to her chest once more, for sudden comfort. Then she saw the now identified lioness leap out, chasing Pumbaa. Whose response was obvious

"AHHHH!" Pumbaa screamed in horror, hearing the growls and powerful steps of the lioness right on his tail. Mordred was just hoping Pumbaa would make it okay, but just then the scene switched back to Timon who'd been looking for Pumbaa now; though stopped hearing sudden familiar screams

"Pumbaa?" Timon asked out of the blue, before suddenly Pumbaa ran by him and go stuck in a tree. Timon quickly runs over to panic stricken friend, since he could see him trying to squeeze through the tree itself "Pumbaa, Pumbaa hey what's goin' on?"

"SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!" Pumbaa screamed, in a frenzy of fear as he was getting no closer to escaping

"…Huh?" Timon mutters. Not having any idea on what Pumbaa was even saying, until it showed itself as the sight of the lioness charging at them. Realizing the danger, Timon begins pushing Pumbaa's back side to help him escape "Woah Jeez, why do I always have to save you're A…AAAAA!"

But as luck would have it, as Timon see's he's in the line of sight for the lioness as she lunges at him and Pumbaa. Simba suddenly jumps in, lunging and pushing the attacker away. Before starting a small fight with the invading lioness. Timon quickly began to cheer on his friend as he watched, though did try to get Pumbaa out still

"Don't worry, buddy. I'm here for ya. Everything's gonna be okay." Timon stated as he was trying to find a way to push Pumbaa out quickly. Though did give Simba some words of encouragement "Get her, bite her head. Go for the jugular. The jugular!"

["Wow, Timon's a bit blood thirsty."] Mordred quipped. A bit surprised at Timon's very blood thirsty wording right there

"See, I told you he'd come in handy." Timon muttered to Pumbaa as he gave him a reassuring smile of relief

Meanwhile Mordred watch Simba and this new lioness fight it out for a few moments, in manner most would call wrestling since neither it seemed was out to kill each other. More of just wound. But it seemed to Mordred the small fight was over. As the lioness had been able to flip Simba over and onto his back much to the lions quick surprised. Before the lioness barred her teeth at Simba. Simba doing the same.

["No, no, no…"] Mordred muttered worriedly as she hoped Simba would get out of this. Watching as the lioness was slowly moving her face down near Simba. Mordred held her breath as she again worried that something was about to happen or someone was gonna die. But to her surprised, she saw Simba suddenly stop barring his fangs as he stared at lioness with an odd curiosity. Mordred was all but confused at this sudden odd sift in this life and death situation ["Huh…Simba boy what are you doing?"]

"Nala?" Simba asked, somewhat hesitant as the lioness immediately ceases her growling and back offs. Simba getting back up as he the lioness looked over him, while he did the same with the lioness. A feeling of glee slowly growing insides "Is.. is it really you?"

"Who are you?" Nala replied slowly. Hesitant even more as the back of her mind screamed it was him. She didn't believe it, she didn't listen… well more of that she's didn't want to believe it. He was gone and long dead, she'd put her grief to rest on that years ago and accepted it. So he couldn't be alive, could he…

"It's me." Simba kindly replied back, smiling as he hoped she believed him "Simba."

"S-Simba?" Nala asked, her heart stopping for a moment in sudden shock. It couldn't be, it just couldn't be…but she realized it was and her heart felt a sudden warmth it was lacking in a long while "Simba, whoa!"

["Oh, this is…god this is heartwarming!"] Mordred stated as she wasn't much for mushy stuff, well now more for it since watching the movie. As she truly found this adorable, two longtime friends… possible lovers reunited. Like the stories her… mother read her as a child. Still it was heartwarming, especially when she watched the two look over one another in circles of joy

"Well how did you.. where did you come from... it's great to see YOU...?!" Nala asked, confused and overjoyed as her mind was in a jumble. Thankfully it seemed Simba was in similar stupor

"Aaah. How did you... who... wow... this is cool... it's great to see you!" Simba replied back. Over filled with joy, as he couldn't believe Nala was here after so long

Though as Mordred was aweing internally at the scene between the two reunited friends. She chuckled some when the scene quickly changed to a confused as heck Timon and Pumbaa. But Timon was the one who at least was able to break out of his stupor quickly enough.

"Hey, what's goin' on here?!" Timon screamed, though Simba and Nala were way to enthralled with one to have heard

"What are you doing here?" Simba asked, needing answers and just… well again extremely overjoyed

"What do you mean, 'What am I doing here?'. What are you doing here?" Nala repeated Simba's own question, so happy as she couldn't believe it was him. Simba, he was alive and healthy. Though as she and Simba were still freaking out, Timon at least since Pumbaa was still complexed; was irked more now

"HEY, WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE!?" Timon screamed at the top of his lungs once more, moving closer too this time getting Simba and Nala's attention as the two gazed at him

"Timon, this is Nala. She's my best friend!" Simba happily explained to his two oldest friends

"Friend?!" Timon quipped, as he was finding that hard to believe after what she just tried before Simba came in to help

"Yeah. Hey, Pumbaa, come over here." Simba kindly stated, Pumbaa able to get himself unstuck. Warily just a bit moved closer to Simba, Timon and Nala

"Nala, this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala." Simba kindly replied back as Pumbaa wary a bit still, from the whole almost being mauled to death not even a few minutes ago. Decided to trust Simba on this, letting his guard down as he kindly smiled at Nala

"Pleased to make your acquaintance." Pumbaa politely stated, Nala smiling back at the kind boar

"The pleasure's all mine." Nala replied sweetly, though Timon well…

"How do you do.. Whoa, Whoa time out.. Lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's... okay with this?" Timon asked, as Simba, Nala and Pumbaa just stared at him for a few moments, which didn't help Timon's frustrated confusion "DID I MISS SOMETHING?!"

"Relax, Timon." Simba simply exclaimed, amused as he smiled

["I gotta kind of agree with Timon here. I mean…she did try eating Pumbaa so…"] Mordred muttered as she found Timon's worry justifiable in a few ways. Mainly the whole eating thing not so long ago, that's kind of red flags for any first impressions in her own opinion. Though as she watched on, she saw Nala still so very happy and excited as she turned her attention back to Simba

"Wait till everybody finds out you've been here all this time!" Nala cheered, overjoyed still before realizing something else "And your mother... what will she think?"

"S-She doesn't have to know… nobody has to know." Simba quickly exclaimed, shooting down any idea of bringing him back to the pride he ran away from because of his mistakes. He didn't have it in him to face them, his mother or his uncle Scar. Not at all, though it seemed Nala didn't take the hint Simba was trying to show her

"Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead." Nala exclaimed, much to Simba surprise

"They do?" Simba asked. As he'd always believed that everyone just believed he was lost, not that he was…dead. A small hinge of guilt riddled Simba's heart. He wondered how painful it must have been for his mother that day, believing both her mate Mufasa and her cub Simba dead. Though to be perfectly honest, he'd rather not think on it more than he was

"Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede." Nala answered, though Simba was more surprised why his uncle would do so

"He did. Well... what else did he tell you?" Simba asked once more. Though an old thought came back to his mind, quiet yet there. The wonder if Scar had…planned what happened back then. When he was younger he'd wondered at times. But never dwelled on it, though now he was starting to wonder and hoped Nala had some more concert information

"What else matters?" Nala proclaimed, much to Simba's slight disappointment that she seemed to have no more info she found worth speaking on. Then again Nala was just so happy Simba was her "You're alive. and that means... you're the king!"

"King?" Timon quipped as he was for sure this lioness was losing her mind. Probably for the heat or something "Pfff. Lady, have you got your lions crossed."

"King?!" Pumbaa yelled, as his reaction was…well different. Especially when he bow's down kissing Simba's paw for a moment Your Majesty, I gravel at your feet!"

"Stop it." Simba simply demands, not caring for the sudden change in mood with Pumbaa at least

"It's not 'gravel.' It's 'grovel.' And DON'T. He's not the king!" Timon quickly yelled, correcting Pumbaa's wording. Before looking at Simba, wondering if maybe just maybe he really was royalty "…Are ya?"

"No." Simba quickly and sternly denied

"Simba?" Nala replied, confused on why Simba was acting this way and denying his heritage

["Ah… so he's still guilty. Oh Simba."] Mordred stated, feeling for Simba a bit as she could figure he must have been feeling guilty after all these years on what happened with his father. Her own father-mother or the OG Artoria as she mentally nicked named the blue clade Saber. Had been the same way, though Mordred only learned that when she and her father-mother were forced by their masters to hash out all the… bad blood between them civilly

That had taken a while, a lot of yelling, cursing before the tears came. But by the end of it. Mordred Pendragon and Artoria Pendragon had become closer. Though back then it was one steppingstone, compared to now as the two were extremely close to one another. Still seeing Simba's current mood, she could see he was holding onto his guilt heavily. She again could only pity the lion as she watched on hoping it would get better for Simba someway.

"No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but... that was a long time ago." Simba argued, looking away from Nala's gaze as he didn't want to see the disappointment she would most likely be feeling right now

"LET me get this straight. You're the king?" Timon suddenly asked. Trying to wrap his head around this news. Since he could tell Simba wasn't lying "And… you never told us?"

"Look, I'm still the same guy." Simba exclaimed, hoping Timon wasn't going to start treating him differently now

"But with power!" Timon enthusiastically cheered. A big smile donning the meerkats face at the possibilities in the future. Mordred couldn't blame Timon for acting the way he was, but she could tell Simba was probably feeling uncomfortable now as she watched on. Nala herself seemed to notice, and turned her attention to Timon and Pumbaa

"Could you guys excuse us for a few minutes?" Nala kindly asked, hoping she wasn't being too forward with them on her request

Timon: Hey." Timon stated, stern in his tone now as he patted the top of Pumbaa's head "Whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?"

"Hmm, maybe you'd better go." Simba kindly requested. As he appreciated Timon and Pumbaa's concern for him; well mainly Timon as Pumbaa seemed fine enough with Nala now despite their… first meeting. Still he also knew Nala and him needed to talk alone. Seeing Timon sudden slight surprised, he realized Simba meant it

"It starts. You think you know a guy..." Timon groaned a bit dramatically as he and Pumbaa make their way off, Pumbaa sighing a bit himself also as seconds later they disappeared into the jungle. Simba chuckled a bit as he gazed back at Nala

"Timon and Pumbaa. You learn to love 'em. "Simba quipped, as he knew Nala would get use to Timon and Pumbaa given enough time. But he then noticed Nala lower her head a bit, in an expression of sadness from what he could see "What ...what is it?"

"It's like you're back from the dead. You don't know how much this will mean to everyone. "Nala muttered just loud enough for Simba, before looking back at him with a happy; but pained gaze "What it means to me."

["Oh…"] Mordred whispered, wide eyed a little as she could tell there was some… other feelings in what she just said

"Hey, it's okay." Simba quipped kindly, as he also was feeling relived that Nala was here even if he still felt unworthy of being near her after what he'd caused in his younger days

"I've really missed you." Nala remarked, smiling some as she nuzzled her head under Simba's chin. Which caught Simba off guard for only a second

["Oh, oh.."] Mordred said a bit louder, smirking as she could really tell Simba suddenly had… awakened you could call it being around Nala ["Oh, ha, ha, oh."]

"I've missed you too." Simba proclaimed happily, nuzzling his face against Nala's now in the same manner

["FUCK YEAH, GET SOME BOY. GET SOME!"] Mordred chanted as she was so, totally was guessing what would happen next; though her yelling woke up her kitten in her arms a bit

["Meow…"] The kitten meowed, sounding grumpy if anything as Mordred almost squealed now at how freaking cute she found that. Calming down, she chuckled as she petted her kitten on the head

["Opp's, sorry little lady. Go back to nap-nap. I'll be quieter."] Mordred sweetly remarked, as she patted her kittens head and kissed the top of it. The kitten yawning before nuzzling against her stomach once more. Mordred smiled some more, looking back at the screen seeing it had gone to black once more. But just then the scene changed to something more… romantic. Mordred couldn't help but smile silly at what she could already tell would be something not so kid friendly even by what she saw before her ["Ho, ho. This is gonna get spicy."]

-...…-

Said scene faded in like all the rest, Mordred seeing Timon and Pumbaa in a bush spying as Timon sighed. Sure most wouldn't guess what this sort of scene would be, but Mordred could tell. From the way it ended on Nala and Simba. She could guess this was the more romantic scene coming up. She wasn't one for romance stuff really, even in her mortal life. But her time at Chaldea had changed that somewhat considering some of the people she hung out with.

One being a particular happy go lucky French queen, who Mordred had become friends with over one day when they got stuck in a hole when they were with their masters on a mission. Mordred back then wasn't as… nice she hated to admit. But Mordred on that day couldn't hate Maria. It was hard to from how nice the young queen was, a few hours of talking and they'd become close friends. Along with one of the few in the early days, that Mordred felt comfortable around acting more girly. Still hanging out with the 'Queen of Love' as Mordred nick named her. Had given her quiet a perception to when romance was in the air. One reason why some of the couples between the servants had occurred, since she was more the a… unofficial helper in those unions. Which had gotten her quiet a good rep and more friendship that have only become stronger to this day.

Still as Mordred watched the scene, she wondered how Timon an Pumbaa were taking this. By the looks of it not well or at least confused as she watched on.

"I tell you, Pumbaa, this stinks." Timon quipped with a heavy sigh, of annoyance and slight…well jealously of Nala

"Oh. Sorry." Pumbaa quickly apologized

"Not you." Timon snapped back, before motioned Pumbaa to Simba and Nala walking away into the sunset "Them. Him, Her. Alone!"

"What's wrong with that? Pumbaa asked, though just then music began to fade in and Mordred was very curious now what kind of song this scene would have. Especially if Simba and Nala got a part of it, since well again… this was on some very possible NSFW vibes if you asked her honest opinion

"I can see what's happening." Timon starts singing off, looking to the right arms crossed and seeming a bit worried already

'What?'

'And they don't have a clue.'

'Who?'

'They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line

Our trio's down to two.'

'Oh...'

"Ze sweet caress of twilight!" Timon sings oddly in French in a sarcastic manner, from the situation a hand and then jumps onto of Pumbaa

"There's magic everywhere

And with all this romantic atmosphere

Disaster's in the aaaaiiiirrrr!"

As Timon sung more, sadness and worry in his tone; while Pumbaa himself looked worried. Mordred herself feeling that the two were a bit over reacting, well Timon more of but also saw why they felt this way. But she quickly saw the scene change, showing Nala and Simba on a cliff side with a small waterfall to their left. Mordred couldn't help but smirk as she could tell what this was most likely leading too.

"Can you feel the love tonight?

The peace the evening brings.

The world, for once, in perfect harmony

With all its living things."

A woman sung off screen, showing Simba and Nala making it down all the way. Walking through a rocky pathway. Before the scene changed once more, showing a small pound, with the reflection of the two.

"So many things to tell her

But how to make her see

The truth about my past? Impossible!

She'd turn away from me…"

Simba sung in his own mind, the scene moving upwards showing him seeming worried about the possibility of Nala reaction. Mordred couldn't help but feel pity for Simba here. She could tell he was scared, while watching the scene then quickly changed to Nala who'd been drinking some of the pond water.

"He's holding back, he's hiding

But what? I can't decide

Why won't he be the king I know he is?

The king I see inside."

Nala sung herself, inside her own mind. Ceasing her singing as she knew Simba was holding back, though as she looked back up to Simba. She saw him smirking, as he passed by her until he was off screen. She was confused for only a moment. Before Simba ran back into view with a vine in his mouth. Leaping off the rocky edge and into the lack

"Can you feel the love tonight,

The peace the evening brings!"

The off screen woman sung once more, but in a chorus this time as Mordred watched Nala quickly looking down at the pond. Looking for Simba who pulled her in. Mordred chuckled some as she saw Nala quickly leap out, soaking wet and shivering for a second or so. Before then seeing Simba come out, his fur and mane wet over his face; though also smirking. Mordred kept watching, lipping he lyrics already as she saw Nala smirk back and push him and herself back into the lake. Then the scene quickly changed yet again.

"The world, for once, in perfect harmony

With all its living things.."

Mordred saw this scene showing off a lovely landscape. A large rock mountain and so many trees in the back, the evening sky above and the tall green grass. With Simba and Nala running through the field playfully, scaring a few birds in the process as they flew off.

But once again the scene switched showing Nala running down a grass hill in the more jungle part of the area. Simba behind as Nala and him got on their hind legs facing each other, continuing their playful behavior before falling into a hug of sorts. Then falling over. Still yet again the scene switched over showing the two falling down a hillside, before finally hitting the grassy ground below

"Can you feel the love tonight.

You needn't look too far …"

The off screen woman sung yet again, as Mordred watched. Seeing Nala and Simba amused a bit at their actions. Before Nala suddenly licked Simba's cheek. Who himself was a bit surprised as he looked a Nala. Who much to Mordred's pervy side of her mind and smiling stupidly. Could already tell these two were gonna be having a rumble in the jungle. The smile Nala was giving Simba and her gaze only helped, especially when she saw Simba smile back. That definitely cement Mordred's assumptions as she listens on.

"Stealing through the night's uncertainties

Love is where they are!"

As the off screen woman sung on, Mordred couldn't help but sniffle a bit. It was for her kind of like seeing a child all grown up finding their own love. She was at this moment, very happy for Simba and Nala. Who as the scene switched to the two gazing at one another, with a deep blue/purple evening sky. Nuzzle their heads against one another. But Mordred could guess it was a symbolization of a feline's kissing.

Mordred could already guess a few of her more emotional friends. Mainly the girls and a few of her guy buddies. But she could tell at least those few would either tear up or well egg Simba to just… well start with the dirty screwing. Maria was already the one she would guess of tearing up, for the one who'd yell to just screw already. Not that he was always a lewd man. But a certain wizard she knew in both mortal and her current life. She was for sure he'd be the lewd on in this scene.

-Meanwhile…-

"Achoo!" Merlin sneezed suddenly as he, Shakespeare and Moriarty were watching/recording Mordred's current reacting

"Gesundheit." Moriarty simply stated as he offered Merlin a tissue

"Thank you." Merlin replied back, taking a few tissues as he blew his nose

"Hm. Someone must be speaking or thinking of you dear wizard." Shakespeare remarked amusingly as he was eating an apple

"Well better be from one of our beauties in Chaldea…" Merlin muttered as he, Shakespeare and Moriarty continued just watching Mordred's reaction unfold

-Back with Mordred-

Mordred as she though on those two friends of hers, shrugged as she was set on showing at least Maria the movie when she could first. But as she kept on watching the scene, she sniffled some more as she saw the oddly sadly cute sad look on Timon. The Meerkat tearing up some as it seemed he'd been singing this song at the same time as Nala and Simba were mostly likely…busy elsewhere. Still it didn't help when Mordred also saw Pumbaa sniffling some too.

"And if he falls in love tonight,

It can be assumed …."

Timon sung in a pained tone, knowing the most likely reality of the situation when it came to Simba now. As much as he hated to accept it. He knew if Simba wanted to leave with Nala for their life, neither he nor Pumbaa would stand in the way. Even if they wanted too, they cared too much for Simba to do so. So Timon doing his best not to cry, hugged Pumbaa who was more the willing to let Timon do so.

"His carefree days with us are history." Pumbaa sung for once, pained but this realization as well. Knowing that most likely now, the little cub. Who'd become their third best friend and the one him and Timon helped grow through the years. Was about to move on, for a life of his own without them. He didn't like it, but like Timon he wouldn't get in the way of Simba's happiness. Staring down at Timon, both knew what was to come.

"In short, our pal is doomed!" Timon and Pumbaa sung together for the final line of the song. Both sad, but willing to let accept the outcome to soon be true. The days ahead now would be just the two of them. All they could do was now cry and cry they did, in full pained filled tears as they hugged each other

Mordred sniffled some more, but kept her tears in as she knew Simba would be happy with Nala. But also felt bad for Timon and Pumbaa. She kind hopped the two could find some peace after Simba and Nala left. Still she watched on as the scene like all the times before faded to pitch black...

-...…-

"Isn't this a great place?" Simba asked, as he and Nala walked down a knocked over log covered in greenery. A lovely waterfall behind them and the night evening sky shining above them

"It is beautiful." Nala simply answered. Finding this place very beautiful, though she needed answers still and she would get them "But I don't understand something. You've been alive all this time. Why… why didn't you come back to Pride Rock?"

Though Mordred noticed Simba's sudden and slight panic on his face, as he quickly saw a few sets of vines in front of them. Quickly climbing into it to help comfort himself and so he wouldn't have to look Nala in the eyes.

"Well, I just needed to... get out on my own. Live my own life. And I did. And it's great." Simba explained, half smiling as Mordred could see by just watching. That Simba was doing all he could to convince Nala, but mostly convince himself at the moment

["Simba…"] Mordred muttered. Seeing that Simba was still holding onto so much guilt and self-loathing, she truly could only pity Simba

"We've really needed you at home." Nala sternly quipped, though holding in most of the sternness as she was hoping Simba would come back; which now seemed like a low possibility

"No one needs me…" Simba quietly proclaimed in shame, though Nala still heard and her sudden anger only rose the more she listened

"Yes, we do. You're the king." Nala sternly retorted. More stern now as she was doing all she could to not just smack Simba across the face with her paw from his current attitude

"Nala, we've been through this." Simba quickly responded back. Not willing to listen to her reasoning one more second "I'm not the king. Scar is."

"Simba." Nala stated calmer and gentler. Climbing against the vines Simba laid on with her front paws "He let the hyenas take over the Pride Lands."

"What?" Simba asked. Shocked at this news as he had no idea his uncle did that or why he would, it made no sense mostly to him even if that small voice in the back of his mind was whispering that he already knew

"Everything's destroyed. There's no food. No water. Simba, if you don't do something soon, everyone will starve!." Nala explained on. Hoping this would coax Simba into coming back with her to help. They needed him…she needed him if anything was to ever get better in the Pride Lands, watching Simba climb off before he quickly turned around in the vines to again avoid Nala's gaze

"I can't go back." Simba answered, getting off the vines now

"Why?" Nala asked. Raising her voice some as she was getting a bit upset with how different the Simba she knew was now, that and the fact he wasn't seeming willing to come back to help

"You wouldn't understand…" Simba explained rather cryptically for Nala's own liking, that and Mordred groaned some listening to Simba's excuses

"What wouldn't I understand?!" Nala demanded now, trying her best to not yell anymore at Simba

"No, no, no. It doesn't matter. Hakuna Matata!" Simba rather quickly retorted, looking back and confusing Nala suddenly at the odd and unknown phrasing

"What?" Nala asked simply. Her facial expression perfectly showing the sudden confusion the lioness felt

"Hakuna Matata. It's something I learned out here." Simba explained happily, quickly beginning to pass by Nala "Look, sometimes bad things happen..."

"Simba!" Nala screamed as Simba was only becoming more irritated by the second

"And there's nothing you can do about it!" Simba loudly proclaimed so Nala wouldn't have a chance to counter argue him right now. Stopping in his tracks as he looked at her eye to eye for once "So why worry?"

["Come on Simba really?"] Mordred yelled. Irritated just like Nala with Simba currently, mainly because of his standoffish behavior

"Because it's your responsibility!" Nala argued as she Simba began walking away, Simba right on his tail

"Well, what about you. YOU left?!" Simba exclaimed angrily somewhat. Stopping in his tracks as he glared at Nala

"I left to find help. And I found YOU. Don't you understand. You're our only hope!" Nala explained as calm as she could be, while showing her sternness as well. Only Simba still seemed to be a stubborn one

"Sorry." Simba simply answered coldly. Waking off once more as Nala was beyond furious. But kept it in still as she didn't want to get on her old friends' bad side when they'd just found each other

"What's happened to you… You're not the Simba I remember." Nala asked. Glaring at Simba a bit as she couldn't figure out how the lovable cub she'd know had grown into this lazy, selfish…UGH…

"You're right. I'm not. Now are you satisfied?" Simba angrily stated as he wasn't in the mood anymore of this sort of talk, he just wanted to be left alone now. Though Nala could only feel more anger slowly rising in her

"No, just disappointed." Nala simply answered. Blunt and clear as Simba began walking away once more, not wanting to admit those words cut deeper in him then he was showing

"You know… you're starting to sound like my father." Simba remarked angrily, though Nala without realizing it would land a much lower blow to Simba then he'd care to experience

"Good. At least one of us does." Nala angrily exclaimed, which quickly halted Simba as Mordred actually swore she could feel the anger in Simba

["Ow, Nala you do not hold back do you?"] Mordred asked rhetorically, finding Nala's sudden words even if by mistake. Quiet the mocking sting to whatever pride Simba had made for himself these years. Didn't make Mordred feel suddenly any safer when Simba quickly turned around, glaring at Nala who actually flinched for just a moment

Listen, you think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life. You don't even know what I've been through!?" Simba screamed in a sudden small rage, as Nala even back up just a half an inch from the vibe Simba was currently giving off. But Mordred could tell, Nala despite the slight sudden fear of Simba's anger would still stand her ground with the lion

"I would if you would just tell me!" Nala argued, as now Mordred could imagine these two as loving yet an also arguing married couple

"Forget it!" Simba yelled back not wanting to say anymore and by now Nala was too angry to want to be around Simba right now

"Fine!" Nala screamed, before storming off away from Simba, who himself scowled as he kept walking away from her

The scene faded some, before quickly switching for Mordred. Now showing Simba in a large grassy field. The night sky shinned, the moon as well shinned and the wind blew a bit the grass around Simba. Who was pacing around it, mumbling to himself...

-…-

"She's wrong. I can't go back. What would it prove, anyways… It won't change anything. You can't change the past." Simba muttered bitterly, before looking up to the star filled sky "You said you'd always be there for me. But you're not and it's because of me. It's my fault…. It's my fault."

Mordred couldn't help but sniffle some as she watched Simba's self loathing get to him. His guilt even after all these years gnawing at his soul. It didn't help her feel any better when she saw Simba chocking up and holding back his tears. But from behind she watched as the view zoomed out showing Rafiki of all people in the trees. Singing a fun little chant despite the current mood of the scene Mordred viewed.

"Asante sana,

Squash banana,

We, we nugu,

Mi, mi apana!"

Rafiki happily chanted, though Simba noticing the baboon now seemed a bit annoyed and moved away from him. Though Rafiki at the same time finally saw Simba after all these years and was quickly ecstatic and began following Simba. Though Mordred noticed the scene switch quickly back to Simba laying on the log over a pond. But the silence was interrupted as a rock hit the water. Quickly Rafiki was shown once more in a new tree near Simba. Then began his chant once more.

"Come on, will you cut it out?!" Simba asked angrily, only for Rafiki to laugh widely at the request

["Heh, I don't know. I think I may need a bit of a laugh in your current mood."] Mordred muttered with an amused smirk. Finding Rafiki the best for that at the moment as she watched on

"Can't cut it out. It'll grow right back!" Rafiki joked back, laughing some more as Simba huffed and got up. Then began making his way off once more. Rafiki following for not even a few moments, before Simba already was getting even more irked

"Creepy little monkey. Will you stop following me. Who are you?" Simba asked sternly, avoiding looking back at the baboon as he just wanted to lose the odd creature tailing him, though suddenly the baboon just popped up in front of him

"The question is. Whooo... are you?" Rafiki remarked as Simba flinched back a bit, but only for a moment

"I-I thought I knew. Now I'm not so sure…" Simba answered. Bitter even more now as he was just hoping one day he'd figure it. Just today, was not that day at all

"Well, I know who you are. Shh. Come here. It's a secret." Rafiki quipped as he was starting to lead Simba to follow him, which he did slowly while Rafiki began to chant once more

"Asante sana,

Squash banana,

We, we nugu,

Mi, mi apana!"

"Enough already. what's that supposed to mean, anyway?!" Simba demanded as stopped in his path, Rafiki stopping as he looked back at Simba still cheerful as even, Mordred wondered if this bamboo would truly be a perfect assassin class servant in more ways than one

"It means you are a baboon and I'm not." Rafiki explained, laughing some more as Simba began to move away from the mad baboon

"I think... you're a little confused." Simba quipped as kindly as he could. Though as he was slinking away from this odd bamboo, said odd creature somehow appeared in front of Simba like magic

"Wrong. I'm not the one who's confused; you don't even know who you are." Rafiki exclaimed calmly and happily. Though this only made Simba more irritated then already

"Oh, and I suppose you know?" Simba asked with a stern and snarky tone, only for Rafiki's smile to widen just a bit more as he began to make his way off ahead

"Sure do; you're Mufasa's boy." Rafiki happily answered as Simba went wide eyed from the sudden explanation. Though Rafiki gave him one last look almost off screen now from Mordred point of view "Bye!"

Then just like that Rafiki was gone from sight. Simba finally getting his sense back, ran after him as a small little tune that went 'Lala' played quietly in the background.

"Hey, wait!" Simba screamed, hoping the baboon hadn't gone too far as suddenly for some reason the scent of the baboon seen oddly… familiar

He didn't know why. But the fact the old primate said he knew his father, was enough proof to ask for more answers. Though to his luck, he found the baboon hadn't gone far and was in a meditate position known as the lotus; while sitting on a rock. Simba halted his paws taking a quick breather from how quickly he'd run. Before clearing his throat and moving a bit closer to Rafiki.

"Y-You knew my father?" Simba asked, doing what he could to keep his desperation in check as he'd never seen anyone who knew his father in years aside from Nala just a while ago

"Correction, I know your father." Rafiki simply explained, in his meditative position still. Though Simba, along with Mordred watching with a raised eyebrow were confused a bit

"I hate to tell you this, but... he died. A long time ago." Simba explained sadly, though Rafiki just jumps off the rock he was on, moving ahead once more into the jungle like the news didn't affect him

"Nope. Wrong again!" Rafiki joyfully proclaimed, happily walking down the pathway before him "Ha, ha, ha. He's alive and I'll show him to you. You follow old Rafiki, he knows the way. Come on!"

Simba even more puzzled by the baboon's claim. Just decided to not question it and followed. Though he was surprised at how hard it was to keep up

"Don't dawdle. Hurry up!" Rafiki yelled from up ahead, Simba doing his best still to keep up

"Hey, whoa. Wait, wait!" Simba yelled back. Having no idea how someone who looked ten times older than him and probably was. Could still be so agile and fast. It made no sense to him one bit as he could barely see the backside of the baboon

"Come on, come on." Rafiki calmly states slowing down for a moment for Simba to catch up before bolting off again

"Would you slow down?!" Simba screamed once again, losing sight of the baboon this time. Before after half a minute more. Finally spotting the old baboon flitting through a canopy. Simba finally making it up to Rafiki, stops in his tracks when Rafiki holds his hand up right to his face

"STOP!" Rafiki yells, before motioning Simba near some reeds, parting them with his staff he and a smile "Look down there."

Mordred herself was confused on what Rafiki was getting at. That was until she saw what Simba did. The scene showing Simba look only to see a small puddle of water with his reflection on it. Simba though seemed bit startled only for a moment; Mordred could only guess maybe it was because this was the first he probably took the time to look himself over. Though Mordred could tell Simba quickly realized, it was himself he was looking at and seemed disappointed.

"That's not my father. That's just my reflection…" Simba explained with a bitter sigh

["Ugh, no. No Simba come on think on what he's trying to say more dude!"] Mordred yelled as she herself could even figure out what Rafiki was getting at. Though thanks to some lessons she and some of the hero's took from dear old Sherlock. She'd found most puzzle now quite easier to figure out. This was one of many she could quickly get the meaning of that's to that

"No." Rafiki remarked a bit sterner than usual, yet still kind over all "Look harder."

Rafiki then begins to distort the water with his staff as Simba looks, before the image of Mufasa came to view. Simba was shocked for a moment as he started at the sight, before it reverted back to looking like himself more.

"You see, he lives in you." Rafiki simply explains, Mordred herself already finding a much greater respect for Rafiki's wisdom here as she'd thought of him a semi funny side character until now. He was like the bloody mentor to a great hero in the old tales of heroes of the world

Simba meanwhile was just too much in shock to respond. But he did see the wind pick up behind him before a large image of Mufasa formed within the clouds themselves. Though the image appeared to be walking amongst the stars themselves as Simba and Mordred watching could only be in awe of the image as it gained a more solid like coloring.

"Simba . . ." The spirit of Mufasa said quietly, though his voice echoed like a god in many ways

"Father?" Simba asked not to believe this was real. It couldn't be his father died and that was that…but how… how was he here now. Was something in the air or…what?

"Simba, you have forgotten me." Mufasa's spirit asked calmly. Stirring his son out of his deep thought and giving him not to try and denied what he was seeing

"N-No. How could I?" Simba replied back as he felt the need to answer his father, whenever he spoke like he uses all those years ago when he was but a cub

"You have forgotten who you are, and so have forgotten me. Look inside yourself, Simba. You are more than what you have become. You must take your place in the Circle of Life." Mufasa's spirit simply explained, calm and stern as ever as Simba listen to every word even if he was…scared

"How can I go back?" Simba asked once again. Having no idea how'd he go off doing what his father suggested, he didn't know…he couldn't go back "I'm not who I used to be."

"Remember who you are. You are my son, and the one true king." Mufasa's spirit stated yet again, calm and stern as ever. Though Mordred was in awe as a golden light bathed Simba's face. Then Mufasa began to slowly disappear "Remember who you are."

"No. Please, don't leave me!" Simba pleaded as he had wanted to see his father for so long again, tell him so much yet now he was disappearing just as he appeared

"Remember..." Mufasa's spirit proclaimed, as his tone was getting more quiet

"Father!" Simba screamed, pleading once more, moving a bit closer to the fading image of his father

"Remember..." Mufasa's spirit whispered by now, echoing still but faint

"Don't leave me…" Simba muttered, as he knew he couldn't stop his father; even an illusion of him from disappearing

"Remember . . ." Mufasa's spirit whispered one last time. So faint yet so loud to Simba's very soul before he was there no more. It was silent then, very silent as Simba just started up at where his father had been

["Simba…"] Mordred muttered. Feeling bad for the lion, as she could tell he'd been truly happy for the first time in many years seeing Mufasa. Even if it was all but an illusion or not. Though she then saw Rafiki walk up next to him

"What was THAT?" Rafiki asked, as Mordred watching couldn't tell if he was being honest or just bluffing. Seeing the baboon looking up at the same spot Simba was "The weather. Pbbbah, very peculiar. Don't you think?"

"Yeah… looks like the winds are changing." Simba replied simply, still looking up at the star filled sky before him

"Ahhh. Change is good." Rafiki remarked kindly, as Simba turned his attention onto him now

"Yeah, but it's not easy. I know what I have to do. But, going back means I'll have to face my past. I've been running from it for so long." Simba explained as he agreed. Though knew it was going to be extremely hard to deal with, he just didn't know what to do. Though suddenly Rafiki out of nowhere just bashed the top of his head with his staff

["The hell?"] Mordred yelled as she had no idea why Rafiki just attacked Simba, though her kitten almost waking up ignored it as she nuzzled more on Mordred's lap who though still surprised. Watched on to see if she'd find some sane reason for the sudden attack

"OW!" Simba screamed as he rubbed the top of his head "What was that for?"

"It doesn't matter; it's in the past!" Rafiki explains with a loud laugh, Mordred now concluding Rafiki could be more of a Ruler class servant if anything with all this hidden wisdom he was showing off

"Yeah… but it still hurts." Simba quipped, his head still in pain as he did not appreciate being attacked just now. Rafiki only smile at the words from Simba

"Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, OR... learn from it!" Rafiki exclaimed calmly, before swinging his staff at Simba once again. Only for Simba to duck this time as Rafiki couldn't help but chuckle at how quickly Simba had adapted "Hah, you see. So, what are you going to do?"

"First, I'm gonna take your stick." Simba answered smirking as he grabbed Rafiki's staff from his hands, before throwing it to the side away from him

"No, no, no, no! Not the stick!" Rafiki screams in a slight panic, running to his staff

Though as he did, the scene switch to a more landscaped view. Mordred watching and chuckling some, saw Simba start to make his way off in a quick hurry. Rafiki by this time having his staff back looked and saw Simba running off.

"Hey, where are you going?!" Rafiki yelled as Simba, though still running looked back at him. Though Rafiki already had a good feeling where

"I'm going back!" Simba answered joyfully

"Good, go on. Get out of here!" Rafiki cheers as in joyful laughter, holding his staff above him, Mordred cheering a bit herself noticed a few stars shoot across the night sky all the while a tune started up for this hopeful scene

"Busa le lizwe,

Busa le lizwe,

Busa le lizwe,

Busa lomhlaba,

Sabusa le lizwe,

Sabusa le lizwe,

Sabusa le lizwe,

Busa lomhlaba…"

Mordred hummed the tune some as she kept on watching Simba run off towards his newfound destiny…

-…-

The scene then shifts quickly, showing Timon slumbering in a curled up ball. On top of a slumbering Pumbaa. Both snoring in blissful slumber as they seemed to be having one of the best naps in a while. Though Pumbaa was mumbling about grubs too, but as the two slumbered. Nala walked up to them, tapping the two with her paws.

"Hey. Hey, wake up." Nala stated loudly and calm, Timon waking up first slowly. Though granted, waking up to see the face of a large carnivore's feline may be something of Timon's stature may not want to see…again waking up. His response was…well justified

"AHH!" Timon screamed, panic overcoming him which woke up Pumbaa. Whose reaction…well again, it was pretty obvious

"AHH!" Pumbaa yelled, joining it as their panic plus their still half sleepy state. Factored into their reactions, Nala quickly realizing her blunder, did her best to rectified it

"Whoa, whoa. It's OK. It's ME!" Nala yelled, doing her best to calm the pair down. Thankfully it seemed to work, as Timon and Pumbaa calmed themselves down enough. Taking in a few deep breaths, before looking back at Nala

"Don't ever do that again carnivores, oy!" Timon screamed angrily. But Nala ignored it, bringing up the more pressing issues

"Have you guys seen Simba?" Nala quickly asked, hoping they had

"I thought he was with you." Timon remarked as he rubbed his head a bit, feeling a small headache coming along

"He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he?" Nala explained, now worried something might have happened to Simba. But just then familiar laughing echoed above the three, looking the saw Rafik who seemed joyous in mood

["That is one stealthy bamboo, now I'm wondering if he'd be an assassin or caster class servant."] Mordred muttered, amused by the thought; but kept watching the scene unfold

"Ho, ho, ho, ho. You won't find him here. Ha, ha. The king... has returned!" Rafiki explained with a cheer, along with some more laughter

"I can't believe it…" Nala muttered, shocked by the news before smiling just a bit. Her gaze looking brighter than it had been for a long while "He's gone back!"

"Gone back, what do you mean?" Timon asks, as he and Pumbaa were completely out of the loop here. Turning his gaze to Rafiki he only got a bit more irked "Hey what's goin' on here. Who's the monkey?!"

"Simba's gone to challenge Scar." Nala answered, explaining the more important of the two questions

"Who?" Timon asked confused on what Nala was going on about

"Scar." Nala answered once more

"Who's got a scar?" Pumbaa quipped., confused too

["Come on…"] Mordred muttered. Face palming for a moment, as she could tell this situation could go on longer hen needed if someone didn't clearly explain the situation

"No, no, no. It's his uncle." Nala explained yet again, shaking her head, but…

"The monkey's his uncle?" Timon asked as, like before Pumbaa and especially Timon himself; were extremely confused

Mordred was half tempted to face palm, that or scream a bit at this scene. Mainly because I remaindered her of a few times, when she was mortal. That the guys, when she and they all were on a mission together. Would get as confused as Timon and Pumbaa were. Especially Tristan and Gawain. Took forever to get those two to understand. Still she let it be, she just was going to watch the scene. Hoping Timon and Pumbaa would figure it out soon or something.

"No!" Nala yelled, irked now as she finally was able to reel in from her own surprise at the news "Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle to take his place as king!"

It was silent for a moment, Timon and Pumbaa registering on what Nala had just explained. After a few more seconds, it finally came to them. Their only response, well…

"Ohhh." Timon and Pumbaa responded, their faces looking like they'd just found the stash of yummy bugs for life. Nala herself was very tempted, to just sigh...

-…-

Mordred meanwhile did sigh, avoiding face palming this time as she couldn't believe it took this long for the two to figure it out or that Nala hadn't explained it sooner. Still she kept watching as the scene faded to black.

After a few seconds, the scene changed quickly. Now showing Simba running across the large Sahara Desert. Ignoring the fatigue and heat as he was dead set on getting back to his homelands. It was very awe inspiring to Mordred who was suddenly on the edge of the couch, holding her kitten close to her chest as she snuggled against Mordred's breast.

As Mordred's heart began to pound more and more. Feeling as the climatic final battle was about to occur. She thought back on her views on Simba. At first she had a slight disliking of him. Even if he was but a cub. Maybe it was because of his bratty attitude and contribution to nothing yet. That and him flaunting his not yet obtained status to those around him. Especially with the Hyena's at first. Yeah liked they'd care if you were to be king. In a matter of fact her statement had been proven when they had waned to kill him. So at first she somewhat disliked Simba.

Then came the death of his father Mufasa. That had been heart breaking for her. For good reasons too since it now would have felt the same if her original father had died in a similar fashion or just died in general. She and her king were now so close as family, along with the other incarnations of her king as well. Still she also remembered feeling the rage of seeing Scar's plan come around in fold. The shady lion cementing her disdain for him, like how she still felt about her mother Morgan Le Fay. Rotten back stabbers and schemers the both of them. Which meant for this portion of the movie she felt only sorrow for the young grief stricken Simba. Especially when he was told to run away and he did so, before being chased by those Hyenas to be killed. Only to thankfully escape.

Then came the section of the movie she was half-half on. Meaning she was half on hating Simba more than ever and half liking the lion. She liked the older Simba because of his adaptation to his environment and his carefree attitude around this age. But at the same time, she hated the fact he was so persistent on not going back to be king. Guilt or not, to Mordred. He should have manned up or Lioned up in this case and went back anyways. Let his people decided his fate after his judgment and hear his side of the story. That truly irked her, even if she had been known as the knight of Treachery. She knew that if you had an important role set upon you, it was your duty to see it through no matter what. Thought it didn't help that Timon and Puma both taught him that mind set all those years in between. Granted they were good folks who were kind enough to help and take Simba in even if he was a lion. So those two were good in her book despite her small mistakes. That and she loved their catchphrase Hakuna Matata. That was something she'd be saying when the right moments called for it.

Now, now… Mordred made her final decision on Simba. Sure he had his faults. A lot more than his pros, but she had to give the Lion respect on finally accepting his fate and determination to take on Scar and become the rightful King. So she was rooting for the lion and she knew he could do it. He'd grown to be a better lion in the long run.

["Go Simba. Go you can do it!"] Mordred cheered in delight as she kept watching Simba's journey back home

But for Mordred she didn't have to wait too long. Seeing the scene cut to Simba stepping onto barren dead soil. Dead branches bushed and trees were all that could be seen for miles upon miles. Mordred wondered for a moment if this was how Britain was like after her… betrayal in her mortal life. She wondered how long it must have taken for everything to fix itself. But those thoughts could be for later. Right now she saw Simba looking around the land in shock. Though he stopped on a ledge, looking over more of what his home had become before setting his gaze on Pride Rock. Suddenly a pair of hoofs and paws echoed a bit from behind. Simba and Mordred who was watching to look. Seeing I was Nala ahead, with Timo and Puma were a bit behind her.

"Simba wait up!" Nala yelled stopping next to him and catching her breath. Before sighing at the sight of their home. "It's awful. Isn't it?"

["Preach lion sister."] Mordred muttered as she kept on watching noticing Simba's eyes still in disbelief at the sight

"I didn't want to believe you…" Simba exclaimed. He and Nala looking over more of the desolate land that was their home. Mordred could only nod in silent agreement. If she saw the aftermath of Britain as she was now, she'd be riddle with guilt and sorrow. She just hoped this movie had a preferable outcome.

"What made you come back?" Nala asked. Happy, but also curious on why Simba had changed his mind so quickly. Who or what could have done it. Mordred chuckled a bit remembering the odd if not wise methods of Rafiki

"I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it." Simba explained smiling just a little, averting his gaze to the spot Rafiki hit him. Mordred chuckled a bit more at the quick lighthearted joke. Though Mordred noticed he seemed to get more serious looking back at Pride rock while the wind blew a bit through his mane "Besides, this is my kingdom. If I don't fight for it, who will?

"I will." Nala stated kindly, Simba looking back at her with a worried yet happy look on his face

"It's gonna be dangerous." Simba warned. Though it seemed Nala found that statement amusing as she cleared her throat

"Danger?" Nala asked in a tone that was mimicking Simba's usual proud voice "Ha! I laugh in the face of danger. Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha !"

Simba couldn't help but smiled at the small remaindered. Of when he was just a small bratty prince of the kingdom. But if he'd have to have anyone with him on this. He was glad it was Nala.

["So cute, so freaking cute. They are the best for each other. JUST KISS AGAIN ALREADY!"] Mordred squealed in an uncharacteristically cute tone. But she couldn't help it. Mordred saw Simba and Nala as he pairing she knew would happen… though she wondered a bit if there was a word for paring two characters together

Though she couldn't think any more on it. Seeing Timon and Puma come up now. Taking in a few breaths. Before Timon looked around seeing how the land was. He cringed just bit.

"I see nothing funny about this…" Timon stated. Feeling like this may have been a mistake, especially since the land before him hadn't given he best first impression

Timon, Pumbaa. What are you doing here? Simba asked. Curious on why his two more carefree friends followed him here. He'd though they'd be still be back in the jungle

"At your service, my liege." Pumbaa suddenly stated out of the blue doing a quick bow. Simba felt a bit uncomfortable by that since he wasn't king yet and didn't even know if this would work

["Pff. Had the same reaction from the kids down at the town park. When I told some of the kids and preteens I was a knight."] Mordred muttered as she almost laughed. Remembering some of the similar scenes that happened to her a while ago, down at the village park

"Uh. We're going to fight your uncle... for this?" Timon asked making sure this was the right place. But hoping it wasn't and this was just a pit stop. This got snort of amusement from Mordred this time around

"Yes, Timon; this is my home." Simba answered. Not blaming Timon for his habitants at first glance of the pride lands. Timon took a gander at the land again. Sighing moments later as he knew what they had to do

"Ffh. Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba, if it's important to you. We're with you to the end." Timon sincerely proclaimed with a quick half bow to his friend which got a small smile out of Simba as they four looked at the land before them once more

Mordred for her part smiled. She could see that in the end Simba was not alone. He had allies, friends and family to keep an eye on him. Same with her own situation at Chaldea now that she thought on it. She so many friends, a loving family and her Fran. So she was finding more kindship with Simba by the second. Still she paid attention back to the movie. Seeing she didn't' have to wait and see their plan to infiltrate Pride rock. Seeing Simba, Nala, Timon and Puma slowly creep their way to a few rocks with a broken over it. They hide behind it, before looking over… only to see a large pack of Hyena's sitting around.

["You've got to be kidding. How the heck are they going to get past this?"] Mordred shouted. Hoping Simba's group had a plan to get past this

"Hyenas. I hate hyenas." Timon muttered in absolute irritation with their luck so far "So what's your plan for gettin' past those guys?

"Live bait." Simba answered with a quick glance. Then averted his gaze to study the pack of slumbering Hyena's once more

"Good idea." Timon stated as he like the sound of that. Mordred herself chuckled at I didn't seem Timon hadn't realized who the 'Live' bait was

["Shouldn't take him too long. Three, two, one and…."] Mordred proclaimed as she counted down to three with her fingers. Then it seemed Timon finally realized what the live bait was or in this who was going to be

"Hey!" Timon argued raising his voice up just a bit more

["Ha, called it!"] Mordred cheered at her own intuition and even patted herself on the back. Then began to watch the movie once more hoping Simba's live bait plan was a solid one

"Come on, Timon. You guys have to create a diversion." Simba explained as he had a feeling Timon would have reacted this way. Doing his best to state the importance of this live bait distraction

"What do you want me to do?" Timon asked with a grumble and crossing his arms "Dress in drag and do the hula?"

["Hula?"] Mordred muttered. Quickly using the knowledge the grail had on this so called 'Hula'. I was quite the dance from what Mordred could find with the grail knowledge ["Nah, I'm sure they wouldn't be that ob-"]

Mordred was cut off a second later. The sounds of a few drum beast, followed by a few Hyena's waking up. Looking behind them. Seeing Timon in a hula skirt with a rife around his neck and a small read rose on his head. Puma meanwhile was laying on two large leaf's with an apple in his mouth.

["Are you pulling my leg…?"] Mordred muttered dumbfounded by the scene before her, even if her foot was tapping a bit from the beat

"Luau!

If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat

Eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat

Come on down and dine

On this tasty swine

All you have to do is get in line!"

Timon sang with the up most cheerful tone. Doing a quick footing tapping and arm swinging dance. The Hyena seeming to get what was being said as Timon jumped on Puma to exaggerate how 'tasty' his friend was. Puma even sported a small smile. Mordred taking notice that the Hyena's were slowly walking up to the two, tongues out and teeth showing from the hunger that was gnawing at them. Mordred couldn't help but chuckle silly at the deadly if not amusing distraction going on.

"Aaaare you achin'

(Yup, yup, yup!)

Foooor some bacon?

(Yup, yup, yup!)

Heeee's a big pig

(Yup, yup!)

You could be a big pig too.

Oy!"

By this point, they Hyena's were closing in. Timon doing his best to get their attention while Puma had gotten back up and helped with the song. Thankfully this was enough to keep the Hyenas attention. As once they were done with their distraction. They two booked it off with Hyena's dead on their tails. Leaving Simba and Nala room to get past.

["Haha, those dorks are smarter then I though. Ha, but I know they'll get out. Then help with the ass kicking!"] Mordred cheered with a big smile, laughing a bit more. Before calming down enough as she watched on

Meanwhile once Simba and Nala snuck past. The scene changed showing them stopping by another small ledge looking over the ground where the lionesses and Scar would most likely be at. Simba scanned the area. Averting his gaze to Nala for a split second.

"Nala, you find my mother and rally the lionesses." Simba asked, Nala nodding in confirmation before moving down the left side of the ledge. Simba looking at the path straight ahead of path before him. He steeled himself making his way semi-fast down it "I'll look for Scar."

["Yeah that's my boy. Kick Scar's scrawny butt!"] Mordred cheered as she could sense the final battle was going to be very soon

As Mordred watched Simba stop by the far left of pride rock. Giving him enough room to hide and look around the corner easily. The scene quickly switched showing Scar on one of the high ledges and he didn't look happily one bit.

["Wonder what's eating the nabby pammy oh so called 'King'?"] Mordred mocked as she wondered if he was just having another tantrum for one reason or another. In all honesty, she was just waiting for Scar to die by Simba's doing; poetic justice she would call it

"SARABI!" Scar screamed with an angered and threating tone. As Simba's mother Sarabi came into the scene. Head held up high still despite the fact the Hyena's gathered around there. Growled at her, though Sabari looked back at the scavengers in disgust. But kept on and stopped a good few feet away from the ledge Scar was on. She kept her eyes closed as Scar's scornful gaze donned on her, but refused to back down from the so called 'King'

["Proud mama lioness. You go girl!"] Mordred shouted proudly as she could picture her father Artoria doing the same. She could see petite woman maybe even duking at a few subtle insults. Then again she could picture her mothers and the other Artoria's doing the same in their own ways. Some more subtle others more just out there

"Yes, Scar?" Sarabi asked calmly. Showing no sense of fear of nervousness as she addressed her deceased mates brother. She also had a tone of subtle mocking. Like she was tending to the 'baby' kings woes

"Where is your hunting party?" Scar sternly asked, moving side to side with impatient "They're not doing their job."

"Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on." Sarabi answered, looking at Scar now and felt just a small ping of pity for the lion. Only for a second though as she knew Scar was the reason for the way things were no. His behavior even now was proof of that

"No! You're just not looking hard enough…." Scar argued as he refused to believe that everything was gone from the pride lands. He was king and he demanded there to be food

["Well you're a crap king. No wonder why there's no food left scum bag."] Mordred scowled at scar as she petted her kitten to keep calm as she watched on

"It's over. There is nothing left…" Sarabi proclaimed calm as ever. She knew Scar was a stubborn one. Even if I mean killing everyone else so he wouldn't be wrong "We have only one choice. We must leave Pride Rock."

"We're not going anywhere." Scar ordered, stern and threatening as he narrowed his eyes just a bit at Sarabi

"Then you have sentenced us to death!" Sarabi argued. Mordred seeing she was starting to lose her cool. To be honest though, if she was there. Mordred knew she would have impaled the lion through the stomach with her sword. She may have been coming along well in most social fields, but Mordred still would kill someone if they posed a quick and imminent threat

"Then so be it." Scar stated. Like it was the final order and no one would have any say in it

["God I hope you die soon."] Mordred muttered feeling her temper flare a bit at the Scar's pig headiness

"You can't do that!" Sarabi yelled. Shocked and angered by Scar's words. She knew he was bad, but she never would have thought he'd really starve them all to death because of ego. Scar himself seemed to not care, while Mordred watched scowling somewhat now

"I'm the king. I can do whatever I want." Scar quipped with his usual stern and yet mocking tone

["Oh shut up! You aren't any sort of king worthy their salt. You're ill fit jester!"] Mordred screamed at the screen. Seemed like Sarabi had the same idea as Mordred had

"If you were half the king Mufasa was you would nev-" Sarabi began to yell, mocking Scar for his foolish rule. Only she didn't' finished whatever she was going to say next. As Scar in his rage back handed Sarabi with his paw. Sarabi was knocked off her paws and against the ground. Mordred was stunned in silence at the sudden action

"I'm ten times the king Mufasa was!" Scar screamed at the top his lungs with a hateful glare towards the downed lioness. Simba for his part seeing his mother attacked like that, was in all rights furious. Narrowing his glare, barring teeth he quickly began his way down the hill

["YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. KILL HIM, KILL THE JOKE OF A KING!"] Mordred cheered as she just wanted Scar to die so very soon, he was a joke of a king, killed his land, became a tyrant and now attacked someone who was giving him logical advice. Scar had now cemented in Mordred that he was a horrible king. Who needed to be taken out as quick as possible. Sill she watched as Simba made his way to the ground. Much to Scar shocked like he was seeing a ghost

"Mufasa?" Scar asked. Swearing his eyes were deceiving him, that there was no way his brother could be heard and alive. He refused to believe it "No… you're dead."

"Mufasa?" Sarabi asked stirring back up from the sudden blow. Surprised to see the Mufasa here and alive. Though he looked a bit different too

"No." Simba stated. His mother looking confused as he donned on a small smile for her "It's me."

"Simba… You're alive?" Sarabi asked. Smiling a little as she was starting to see I was her son. Her little Simba all grown up. But… she was confused a bit on it too "H-How can that be?"

"It doesn't matter; I'm home." Simba proclaimed kindly. Nuzzling his face against his mothers, both happy to see one another after so long while Scar watched the scene in

"Simba...?" Scar asked in slight fearful tone. Before he quickly calmed himself down to address he sudden elephant in the room or in this case lion "Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you…alive."

Mordred noticed the scene change to the three Hyena's Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. Who all slunk back a bit as Scar was staring at them three in particular. Mordred couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the Hyena's in general. Mostly because by this point she knew they were just sacrificial pawns for Scar. But again only by a little. Mordred continued watching see Sarabi look at her son with a more prideful look for her son coming back. Simba meanwhile turned his gaze back to Scar.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart?" Simba threatened as he moved closer to Scar. Who himself began to slowly move back

["Kill him Simba, go for the neck. Rip his throat out!"] Mordred screamed with a feral looking smile while her kitten just let it be as she enjoyed the pets from Mordred

"O-Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom..." Scar replied. Doing his best to show his best non-nervous smile he could. Before hitting the back of the stone wall as Simba overshadowed him

"Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar." Simba ordered with no room for any sort of negotiation or else Scar would be hurt badly if he fought back

"Oh, oh, ye… Well, I would, heh; naturally. Heh. However, there is one little problem. You see them?" Scar exclaimed as he pointed up at the Hyena's who were just watching what was going on with hungry looking faces. Scar making a slightly sly and shady grin "They think I'M king."

"Well, we don't!" Nala argued. Simba and Scar looking behind to see Nala and the other lioness. Two of them helping up Sarabi, while the rest glared at Scar alongside Nala "Simba is the rightful king."

"The choice is yours, Scar. Either step down or fight." Simba explained averting his gaze to Scar. Who himself seemed to resist the urge to sigh as he walked past Simba on his right

"Oh, must it all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member. Wouldn't you agree, Simba?" Scar remarked. Playing his usual fake pained tone as he stopped a few feet from the Lionesses looking back at Simba who turned around to meet his gaze once more

["Oh you slimly prick. Trying to play the guilt game since Simba doesn't know you killed his dad and no him. Bloody monster."] Mordred muttered with a glare and began to worry how this might affect Simba's rightful claim to the throne

"That's not gonna work, Scar. I've put it behind me." Simba argued as he could tell what Scar was doing. But Scar just smirked a bit, like he predicted that would be Simba's response

"Eh, but what about your faithful subjects?" Scar asked smugly, walking right up to the lionesses. With only an inch apart and smirked a bit wider "Have they put it behind them?

"Simba, what is he talking about?" Nala asked this time. Confused herself on what Scar was going on about

["Oh no, Nala no you can't be falling for this!"] Mordred screamed as she threw her arms up in the air from what was happening. She only became more furious when she could see Scar's smirking smug face as he moved back to Simba. Walking around him like a predator ready for the kill

"Ahh… So you haven't told them your little secret?" Scar remarked taking the situation as it was to his favor. Walking past the Lioness once more "Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!"

Mordred was silent in anger. Seeing what Scar had done and how he'd quickly turned the tables on Simba. She was on the edge of her seat now. Waiting and wondering what was going to happen now as the scene switched to Simba steeling himself and took a step forward. Mordred worried now at what he was going to do.

["Come on Simba, be smart. Be smart…"] Mordred muttered as she felt the anticipation killing her

"I am." Simba calmly said, but with a stern gaze as the lionesses were surprised by this

["COME ON REALLY?"] Mordred groaned in sudden irritation as she quickly composed herself and kept watching the scene unfold. Seeing the shocked looks on Sarabi and Nala's faces. Sarabi walking up to her son

"It's not true. Tell me it's not true…" Sarabi asked in a pained tone, Simba feeling his heart strings being pulled from the pained look his mother had. He sighed knowing he couldn't lie to her

"It's true." Simba answered. Filled with regret as Mordred swore she could feel the regret in her very own soul. Scar seeing the shocked looks on the lionesses took this chance to make it worse for Simba

"You see. He admits it!" Scar yelled. His voice loud and stern as he did his best to play the 'good guy' in the situation. Suddenly a bolt of lightning sparked above Scar as the lion glared at Simba "Murderer!"

"No. It was an accident!" Simba argued trying to ease everyone so they would try to listen to what had occurred. But Scar wasn't going to let him as he began to circle around Simba

"If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive! It's your fault he's dead; do you deny it?" Scar accused keeping the ground he gained and doing what he did best and played the one in the right here

["Slimy scum bag waste of flesh!"] Mordred screamed as this situation was just getting worse and worse. Which was making her feel more anticipation and worry for how it was going to be fixed… hopefully

"No." Simba argued back still. But Mordred could see his resolve was starting to break fast

"Then... you're... guilty!" Scar proclaimed. His tone empathizing every word he sternly proclaimed, which only broke Simba's resolve even more

"N-No. I'm not a murderer!" Simba yelled as he began to back up. Bu scar had planned this, quickly using his tail to motion some of the Hyena's to join him. As Scar began to lead Simba to where he wanted him to be

"Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you." Scar mocked, smirking just a bit as Scar was leading Simba to the edge of Pride Rock. The Hyena's following, helping make sure Simba had no way to escape

["Stop moving, stop moving, stop moving. STOP MOVING!"] Mordred quickly screamed repeatedly. Her heart racing ab it in worry. While the soles of her bare feet felt a bit tingly. Like she was there feeling the uneasy tension of knowing the probable death dealing height of pride rock. She saw that Simba was so close to the edge now, while Scar was doing his best to not laugh in victory

"And now EVERYONE.. KNOWS... WHY!" Scar screamed suddenly. This making Simba flinch as his back paw slipped off the edge. Simba quickly grabbing on the rock using all his might to keep his grip.

"Simba!" Nala yelled. Panic filling her as she was fearing Simba was going to fall and die if someone didn't help him very soon. It didn't help that a sudden bolt of lightning struck the dead brush below. Igniting it quickly as it spread into a large fire that looked like the pits of hell itself. Mordred would have panicked. But seeing the scene move to Scar who was sitting back and pretending to think as Simba clung for life angered Mordred even more then she believe she could be

"Now… this looks familiar. Hmm. Where have I seen this before? Let me think. Hmmm... hmmm…." Scar remarked with a patronizing tone, seeming to ponder as he pretended to be confused. Before he smiled a little "Oh yes, I remember. This is just the way your father looked before he died."

Simba meanwhile was doing all he could to keep on. Mordred's heart racing in panic as she watched helplessly. Then as Simba was finally losing his grip on the stone. Scar slammed his paws and talons against Simba's paws. Making Mordred gasp a bit, while watching Scar move his face closer to Simba's. The scene of Mufasa's death coming back to her, as she was very worried that this movie may not be having a good end for Simba

["No, no, no, no, no…"] Mordred muttered, watching despite her worry and holding her kitten close but gently like a teddy bear

"And here's MY little secret." Scar said. Cold and calm as he stared Simba in the eyes smirking and then whispered into his ear "I killed Mufasa."

At that moment. Simba went wide eyed as the memory of his father's death came back to him clearer than ever. A sudden rage built up in Mufasa. Using all his strength plus this newfound rage. Simba leaped right at Scar

"NoooooOOOO!" Simba roared as he pinned a shocked Scar to the ground. Glaring right at Scar he was going to call the lion out on his sudden confession "Murderer!"

"No, Simba, please." Scar pleaded. Suddenly realizing he may have messed up revealing that to Simba

"Tell them the truth." Simba ordered through his teeth. In no room for games as he was going to get a confession here and now out scar

"Truth?... B-But truth is in the eye of the behold… GAH!" Scar tried to explain. Using his good old silver tongue to get out of the situation or at least stall for time. But he didn't the chance, since Simba applied enough pressure against Scar's throat to make it hard for him to breath.

"A-All right…. All right." Scar hesitantly stated. Damn be keeping a secret. He just wanted to live by this point "I-I did it."

"So they can hear you." Simba ordered once more. Narrow his eyes and leaving no room for Scar to talk himself out it. Scar for his part, knew he had no choice as the air was slowly becoming less and less by the second

["HA! Sucks to be you Scar you lying prick. Stuck in your own lies. HA!"] Mordred jeered. Finding this a fitting start to Scar's downfall and anticipated in what would happen next as she watched Scar begrudgingly give in, but did glare at Simba as he did so

"I killed Mufasa!" Scar screamed as anger seeped in him now that he was forced to even say this

Mordred watch as the scene quickly switched to Nala who was starting to charge right at Scar, only for the Hyena's to take this chance and charge at Simba. Their numbers quickly overwhelming him as they began to shred at his flesh with their teeth.

["NO! YOU HONORLESS SCAVANGERS!"] Mordred screamed as despite her own history, she still had her knightly honor. So this made her all the angrier at the sight of Simba being attacked like this. Thankfully the scene went back quickly to the lionesses who were following Nala's trail ready to fight on Simba's side ["Sweet, you go girls. NO MERCY!"]

The Mordred watched as all hell broke loose. Lionesses and Hyena's fighting one another. Bits and slashes coming one after another on both sides, while he fire behind them kept burning brighter and brighter like a war zone. Along with shadowing Pride rock with a dark red sort of hue. Which only added to the war zone factor. Though Timon and Pumbaa also seemed to have some nerve. As Pumbaa charged in with Timon on his back.

"Heeeyyyy-yaaaaah!" Timon screamed as he war cry, as Pumbaa rammed into some of the Hyena's in the way

"Scuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through. Hot stuff. Whoo!" Pumbaa shouted and Mordred couldn't help but chuckled at the small silly moment as she watched Hyena's fly off in the air. Then she saw Simba once more, fighting off a few Hyena's. Only one had gotten on the ledge above Simba and pounced on his back ready to bite his throat out

Thankfully it seemed Simba was having a stroke of good luck this day. As the Hyena suddenly got a face full of staff. Falling off Simba looked to see Rafiki over him. Letting out a battle cry he leaped down taking the attention of Simba.

"WwwA, hozah, hazoww, yaa, Yah!" Rafiki bellowed as he jumped over one, that lunged at him from the right. Bashed another Hyena on the top of their head with his staff. Kicked a second Hyena in the face that lunged at him now. Spinned kicked a third Hyena, then bashed both sides of his staff into two more Hyena's faces. Rafiki took a moment as one more Hyena snuck behind the baboon. About to attack. Only for Rafik to lift his fist back into the Hyena's face. Knocking the scavenger out cold just like that" HHyEEOOWww!"

Mordred chuckled a bit more from the funny one sided fight. Before seeing suddenly the scene changed showing Timon running away from the Hyena Shenzi. Running and running away. Then right into cave Zazu was being held in.

"Let me out, let me out!" Zazu pleaded. Seeing this as the first sign of freedom in the years he's been imprisoned for by Scar. Only to see that hope in the Shape of Timon run into the cage with him

"Let me in, let me in!" Timon screamed as he ran into the cage with Zazu. Both suddenly hugging one another as they see Shenzi along with now Banzai stop right up at the ribcage. Both smirking with their teeth's gleaming "Ple-he-hease don't eat me."

But as the Shenzi and Banzai start to try and lift the rig-cage up. A pair of hoofs echo. Both hyena's look to see Pumbaa standing at the entrance of the cave with a serious look.

"Problem?" Pumbaa simply asked

"Hey, who's the pig?" Banzai asked now, confused at what was going on right now. Mordred herself watched to see what the warthog was going to do

"Are you… talking to me?" Pumbaa asked back. With a more stern and serious tone

["And… they've messed up."] Mordred muttered smirking a bit. As she remembered Pumbaa did not like being called a pig… not one bit. It seemed that Timon had the same thought's as she did

"Uh oh. They called him a pig." Timon stated as he was looking at the ribcage feeling a sudden small pity for the Hyena's. The scene changing to Timon

"Are you talking to me!?" Pumbaa asked yet again. Louder and sterner then before as the scene quickly changed a bit quicker back to Timon

"Shouldn't 'a done that." Timon proclaimed with a nod of disapproval and more pity for the Hyenas. The scene changing really fast to Pumbaa now

"ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?!" Pumbaa asked yet another time. Seemed for once very angry

"Now they're in for it." Timon stated with a sigh and a slight eye roll while Mordred herself was really wondering how bad it could get

"They CALL me... MIIISTER PIG!" Pumbaa yelled as he charged at the surprised Hyena's "AAAAAHHH!"

The scene changed once more. Showing the Ed waiting outside of the cave. It was silent for a moment. Before suddenly fighting echoed.

"Take that and that!" Timon screamed as a few bones flung out of the cave almost hitting ED

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" Banzai yipped as he and the other Hyena's quickly bolted out of the cave with their tails in between their legs. Pumbaa, Timon on his back and now a freed Zazu

"Take that! And that you yellow belly!" Pumbaa cheered at the fleeing Hyena's

"Take that, you stupid flee bags!" Zazu cheered himself and was so happy to be free once more. Then the three dd an 'Ooh, ooh!' chant from this victory

Mordred almost joined in on the chant. But she held her tongue watching the scene yet again change. Showing Simba running up higher on Pride Rock. While below he shadows of the Hyena's and lionesses fighting paved the rocky walls below. As Simba looks around, he see's Scar and gives chase all the way to the highest point of Pride Rock. Scar quickly stopped at the edge and looked down to see rock and fire below him. He was about to turn tail and flee elsewhere. But Simba jumped through the fire that was now building up around them.

["Oh. This must be where Simba's gonna pummel Scar. DO IT, DO IT!"] Mordred screamed as she watched Simba get closer and closer to a slowly panicking Scar

"Murderer." Simba lowly stated with a kill glare and a stern tone. Scar was getting even more nervous by this point

"Simba, Simba. Please… please have mercy. I-I beg you." Scar pleaded as he was doing his best to keep calm as Simba came closer and closer so slowly

["And now the might 'King' begs for his life. How sad and pathetic. Yet oddly satisfying to watch. Well Scar at least die well. That you can at least say you were good at in the depths of hell itself."] Mordred remarked. Smirking as she waited to see the death of Scar. She hoped it was a good one, but if it wasn't she wouldn't be all that surprised. But as she watched the scene go on, she really couldn't wait to see how Scar died as Simba was so close to Scar now

"You don't deserve to live." Simba proclaimed calm and filled with held back anger

"But, Simba, I am... ah... family. I-It's the hyena's!" Scar exclaimed as he was losing his cool fast, seeing that Simba was not falling for it. But he still tried to worm his way out "The Hyenas are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea!"

Mordred was quite surprised that Scar would go this low. Yes she wasn't fond of the Hyenas. But she felt for them more than ever being ratted out by Scar. Though as she watched the scene showing Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed who had followed the two. Mordred noticed them backing way and letting out grows at what they just heard. Mordred had a feeling those three weren't going to let go of this sudden betrayal lying face down. Mordred kept on watching though as Simba was a mere foot away from Scar.

"Why should I believe you?" Simba asked angrily as he finally was so close to Scar that the older lion lowered himself as he looked up at Simba's stern gaze "Everything you ever told me was a lie."

"W-What are you going to do?" Scar asked nervously. But smiling ingratiating grin "Y-You wouldn't kill your own Uncle...?"

["If it were you. I would. Come on Simba. You know it should be done. Bastard killed your dad, made you think you killed him and forced you into exile. Then after that he ruins your home with his greed and smacks your mother across the face. So…. KILL HIM!"] Mordred said. As she really would have killed Scar by this point if she had been Simba's position. Oh and she would have done it as slow and painful as possible, but even then that would be too good for the old lion.

"No, Scar." Simba stated calmly as he seemed to have had a moment of hesitation before answering "I'm not like you."

["No, no kill him Simba. He'll back stab you!"] Mordred yelled in a sudden panic from Simba's decision. Sure she had (rarely) spared people, but Scar screamed that he wasn't one worth sparing or a smart move to let live

"Oh…. Simba, thank you! You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me; I mean, anything!" Scar replied. Feeling a sudden spark in his confidence as he could use this to his advantage. Though the look from Simba only slowly broke Scar's confidence once more

"Run. Run away, Scar and never return." Simba simply ordered. No hint of sympathy or malicious in his tone. Just straight coldness from the young king to be. Scar himself went wide eyed. Mordred meanwhile couldn't help but be surprised by what Simba said

Not that she felt bad for Scar. No she did not at all. But she was surprised at how humiliating and what ironic justice Simba's order was. Simba was willing sparing Scar without realizing he was humiliating him to live out his days with this humiliation. While also it being poetic justice as Simba was using similar words that Scar told him on that fateful day, before he ran away. Mordred smirked some as she found this real amusing and satisfying. Though as she watched the scene unfold, she did notice Scar acting suddenly submissive to Simba's demands as he slowly walked past Simba. Who watched Scar's every move as the old lion did so.

["What are you up to…?"] Mordred muttered as she held her kitten close to her chest. Curious, so curious about what was Scar was planning

"Yes… yes. Of course. As you wish..." Scar quipped calmly as he eyed a small pile of cinder. Smiling just a little as he suddenly scooped some of the Cinder under his paw "YOUR MAJESTY!"

Mordred gasped as she watched the some of the cinders hit Simba's face. Simba closing his eyes shut as he was being as quick to wipe his face off from the cinders. Scar took this chance as he lunged at Simba who just then got most of the cinders off his face to see again. Both clashing in a sudden fight as it became more and more vicious by the second.

As the fight went on, in a slow motions which only caught more of Mordred's attention. A few blows swiped here and there. Only for Simba to be knocked onto his back at the edge of the cliff. Simba got his wits about him quickly. Seeing suddenly Scar jump through the flames that had gathers up. As Mordred watched in a sudden fear that Simba was going to die. She was happily shocked when she saw Simba use Nala's own fight tactic. Using Scar's own momentum as Simba threw Scar over the cliff end. Scar hit a few rocks rolling down the edge before landing on the ground. He was quiet for a few moments, before slowly getting back up. But as he gained a bit more of his wits. He noticed his three little cronies Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. All look very anger a Scar as the ignored the fires around the rocks they stood upon. Mordred felt a vicious smile start growing on her face.

["Oh… this, this is going to be good."] Mordred remarked, her vicious smile a bit bigger now as she knew one thing. This was where Scar was going to die and she couldn't be any happier about it

"Ahh…. my friends." Scar exclaimed. Muster up his most happy tone, without sounding too nervous; but his boy motion was apparent that Scar was getting a bad vibe already

"Frie-he-hends?" Shenzi repeated, laughing through her anger. Looking at Banzai and Ed before averting back her gaze to Scar "I thought he said we were the enemy!"

"Yeah, that's what I heard." Banzai said, smirking a bit through his own anger. Before he and Shenzi turned their attention to Ed

"Ed?" Banzai and Shenzi asked their third partner in crime, who looks at Scar

"Hehe…. hehehehehe!" Ed laughed evilly. Mordred joined in a bit as she saw the rest of the hyenas past by the three. All of them laughing like they usually do, while Scar started to back up with a sudden newfound fear

["Hm… Scar. Looks like you get a death well deserved. Eaten alive by the very 'allies' you used like pawns. All coming together now to get their revenge on you for using them so loosely. Hope you have fun in hell afterwards mister important… king."] Mordred sadistically quipped, still smiling viciously as she was going to enjoy watching Scar's death. Even if it didn't show it or would possibly, she'd enjoy it either way

"No… L-L-L-Le-Le-Le-Le-Let me explain. No!" Scar pleaded as his back hit the wall. Feeling fear quickly override his other emotions. As he knew that this was his end, even though Scar was doing everything to reject that thought "You don't understand. No, I-I didn't mean for... No, No. Look, I'm sorry I called you... No, stay back… STAY BACK. NO!"

Mordred watched in satisfied glee as the view slowly moved up. The fire casting the shadows of Scar as he cowered in inevitable fear. Before the shadows of one Hyena. Followed by many more appearing as they all jumped onto Scar. Whose shadow became overcome by all the Hyena's shadows before fire filled the scene. The scene changed back once more to pride rock still on fire before rain suddenly began. Extinguishing all the fires...

-…-

Once all the fires were out with the rain still pouring down on the Pride lands. Everyone quickly regroups. Tired from the battle, but also happy that they won in the end. Nala even nuzzled Simba's face, who nuzzled back as they all got together. Before Simba looks back up at the edge of Pride Rock. Seeing Rafiki waiting for him and pointing at the edge. Simba makes his way back up, stopping at Rafiki who bowed, only to momentarily surprised when Simba hugs him. Promoting a smile from the old baboon who hugs back. Once the hug was over, letting go of one another Rafiki pats Simba's shoulders.

"It is time." Rafiki explained kindly as Simba's does a quick nod understanding what Rafiki meant. Mordred feels her heart racing in joy once more as she watches Simba slowly make his way to the edge of Pride rock. Stopping and looking up into the sky, too see from the clouds a hole showing a stars aligned in the shape of Mufasa

"Remember…" Mufasa proclaimed as it echoed through Simba's very core. With this added confidence booster. Simba in hales a deep breath before letting out his proclamation as the new King of Pride rock

"RAWH!" Simba roars. Might, strong and powerful as it echo's while the rain pours still. The other lionesses joined in, as they roar while everyone else watches. As this happens a sudden new song starts up with Mordred already tapping her bare feet against the floor from how hyped she was

"Busa le lizwe,

Busa le lizwe,

Busa le lizwe,

Bus-busa ngo xolo!"

Mordred watched as the Pride rock turns from the dead, ash covered and dark cloud filled wasteland. Back to a land filled with lust green plant life, clear white cloud filled skies and glistening ponds of water. She felt happy, truly happy that they lands were fixable. Just like Britain after her father's rule ended. It t was scared yes, but like the pride lands. Mordred knew both had healed eventually with new life coming with it.

"Se-fi-le

Baba ti-tabo

Maye babo

Busa lomhlaba

He!

Se-fi-le,

Busa Simba! Busa Simba,

Ubuse ngo xolo,

Ubuse ngo thando,

Ubuse ngo xolo,

Ubuse ngo thando,

Ubuse ngo xolo!"

Mordred felt her heart strings be pulled as the scene showed all the animals back in the Pride lands too. Cheering as the view moves to the edge of Pride Rock and Mordred swore she teared up just a bit. As she saw Simba and Nala standing at the edge, with Timon doing a victory cheer and Pumbaa on their right; along with Zazu flying around them enjoying his regained freedom

"Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

Ngw' enamabala-wa!"

Mordred again teared up some more now as the scene changed to Simba and Nala nuzzling each other with the love they grew for one another. Then the real heart string puller came out for her as she kept on watching.

"Till we find our place

On the path unwinding

In the Circle

The Circle of Life!"

["That's my boy and girl!"] Mordred joyfully yelled, crying some now as she saw Rafiki come in. With much to what finally broke Mordred's wall. Was a newborn baby cub, cute as one could be as Simba and Nala moved to the sides for Rafiki. Who like all the years before, lifted the baby cub in the air for all to see as he final chorus of the movie sung out for Mordred

"Circle of... LIIIFE!"

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As Mordred stayed silent and watched the credits. Whipping her eyes as she was able to get a hold of herself. After the credits were done and over with. The TV turned off and the computer screen turned back on with a new message like before that said 'Hope you enjoyed the movie. Talk about some of your thoughts and feelings during it. It helps when you want to process what you just watched!' Mordred though about it for a moment and decided to follow the advice. Why the hell not, besides she really wanted to say a few things about this wonderful movie she was glad to have watched.

"Well for one. I have to take back my quick judgment on it. I thought it would be some stupid cheesy waste of time but… it was really good. Though I do have to say, I did hate Simba a bit for half the movie and liked him during the latter half. Even if he was kind of a moron even then. I loved the music too. Was a real good few sets of songs. Like really good. Still. I have like way too much to say much at the moment now that I'm thinking on it." Mordred said to herself out loud. As she really did have way too much to say. Putting her boots back on. Once she was all fixed back up, she stood up with her new kitten in her arms "So… can I go now. I love the movie. But I need to walk a bit after how long I sat down. Ya know?"

Though it seemed the message was clear as the doors just opened. Mordred seeing this began her way out of the room.

"Hey ah, thanks again and thanks for my new kitten. Maybe we can do this again with another movie or something!" Mordred cheered with a big smile as she walked out of the room. Deciding to go along with not telling anyone since the nice laptop had shown her a movie she'd come to like very quickly

-Five minutes later-

As Mordred walked and walked some more with her kitten in her arms. She was noticing that even an hour or two after her little movie watch. No one was still in the hallways, well none she could find anyways. Not that she didn't mind. She enjoyed the quiet like this at times. Still some thoughts had come to her once again. Ones that she was justified on wondering on.

Once again, why was that room she'd been in even there. Two, who set it up and for what reasons and three. She wondered when she should visit back there once more or if it was like an invite thing. Again she had no answers. But only more and more questions. Though as she walked petting her kitten who she was still thinking on what to name the girl. She heard arguing suddenly. She moved a bit quicker. Only to see it was her two best friends. One Mister Jekyll and one Miss Fran or AKA Frankenstein.

Both of them were Mordred's best friends. Even if it was vague. The three had some memories still from the singularity in London. So the process of them become best friends was a lot easier than most servants around that time. Still Mordred hated it when Fran and Jekyll argued. Not that she didn't with them at times. But she still didn't care for it to happen. So she began her way over to her best friends and hoped she could resolve it.

"GRAH, UMF, GRAH!" Fran yelled angrily, crossing her arms and a flustered face from the argument

"No I am not saying that. Stop putting words into my mouth Fran. All I'm saying is that you need to be more careful with your laptop. Sure the masters made sure the Berserkers Laptops were plated so they won't break. But even if you are the more of the less actually madden Berserkers. It doesn't mean you can throw the laptop around whenever you get mad for not understanding something. Which has been a lot these past two days!" Jekyll explained with a slight yelled. Mordred as she got closer cringed in worry, Jekyll wasn't one for anger unless it was his other side. But still, she knew Jekyll must have been at his limits with Fran at the moment "That's why I only suggested you let me help you out. That's all!"

"GRAH!" Fran yelled once more. Jekyll in response pinched he bridge of his nose seeming to just become more angered by Fran's accusation

"No…just NO. I did not suggest it because of you accusing me of that I think your too brutish. I didn't even say that. Where in the world did you come up with that?" Jekyll asked confused on where Fran even came up with that conclusion

"UGAH…Y-YOU…T-THINK…IT!" Fran argued yet again. As Mordred was now real worried almost up to her friends. Knowing that when Fran forced herself to speak. That was when she was extremely upset

"WHY I NEVER!" Jekyll screamed as he and Fran began to argue a lot louder with one another. Thankfully before they could attract any sort of attention Mordred came to the rescues

"Hey, hey calm down you two!" Mordred yelled startling as Fran and Jekyll turned their attention to Mordred who was thankful, she got their attention. Both silent as they were one nervous now. Then two wondering about the kitten in Mordred's arms. Though said nothing, since they were staring back at an irked Mordred "Better. Now what's this argument about?"

"Umf, grah, grah." Fran explained with a pout as she crossed her arms, Mordred raised an eyebrow

"Did you say those things Jekyll?" Mordred asked calmly. As she knew Fran could at times blow things out of proportions with things that weren't there. Though she knew Jekyll wasn't the best with words when it came to the opposite sex. Not that he was nervous around… well not like he used to be. He was just blunt from how kind he was and didn't hold words back

"Well no. Not particularly." Jekyll explained averting his eyes just a bit to the right

"Really?" Mordred asked moving a bit closer to the assassin who gulp, narrowing her gaze "Because you know I hate lying. So… you sure hm?"

"I um…I…. "Jekyll tried to argue. But he knew it was futile and gave in seconds later from Mordred's stern interrogation "Okay, Okay I may have said she was a bit brutish at times. I'm sorry alright!"

Mordred just sighed as softened her gaze towards, Jekyll. Before flicking his forehead two times and then his nose with her right hand as she held her kitten in her left now. Seeing him winced in pain from the strength behind the flicks.

"Mordred that hurt…" Jekyll quipped as he rubbed his nose mostly since it was in pain the most "My nose… hurts… it's maddening… nose…pain…"

"Hehe." Fran chuckled at seeing Jekyll get his due for his comment on her being brutish. She was elegant when it came to her class in her own opinion. But as she was enjoying her victory. Suddenly her right cheek was being pulled semi-hard by Mordred's free right hand. While the kitten in her left was staring wondering what was going on with her new master

"Don't think your off the hook either Fran. From what I heard you've been rough with your laptop. Is that true?" Mordred asked with a stern tone as she pulled on Fran's right cheek a bit harder

"G-G-Gah!" Fran answered in a cute pained manner. Mordred pulling her right cheek just a bit more before letting go. As Fran quickly began to rub her sore cheek "Umf…. gah… h-hurt…"

"Yeah it was supposed to Fran. If there's one thing I know. Jekyll is not a lair. Well a big one." Mordred explained as she patted the top of Fran's head "Look. You know you need to keep your temper in check. Berserker proof laptop or not. Okay Fran?"

"Gao, umf." Fran answered with a small smile as Mordred felt satisfied with Fran compromising easily. Then she turned her attention back to Jekyll

"Same goes for you. You apologize to Fran. Alright?" Mordred kindly. If not somewhat sternly ordered of the young assassin class servant

"Yeah sure." Jekyll replied as his nose felt a bit better, so with that Mordred stepped back as he and Fran looked at each other silent for a moment. Before Jekyll sighed taking the lead with one of his best friends "I'm sorry Fran. I didn't mean to say what I did. Honest. I just was trying to help you keep your temper down as you learned how to use your laptop more."

"Gah… umf. Grah, mmf. Gao." Fran stated shyly as she rubbed her left arm a bit. Anyone else outside of Chaldea and they'd say it was just a bunch of grunts. But for the residents of Chaldea it went a bit like this 'I'm sorry too Jekyll. I know you meant well and… I did lose my temper I'll admit. Still I'm sorry for accusing you on something you didn't exactly say and for jumping to conclusion.' Jekyll smiled kindly at one of his two best friends and patted her left shoulder for a moment

"It's fine. Honest. So… are we good now Fran?" Jekyll asked as Fran nodded with a warm smile before giving him a hug. Jekyll felt much better now as he hugged Fran back. A few more moments passed before they let go of one another

"Gao!" Fran joyfully exclaimed as she and Jekyll were okay now. Mordred who was watching felt much better herself seeing her favorite girl and favorite guy getting along once more. Though she couldn't help but say a very recent line she loved and wanted to use, so why not now she wondered

"I'm glad to see you both are better now." Mordred joyfully proclaimed as she gave the two a big smile "Just remember you two. Hakuna Matata!"

It was silent for just a moment, before both Jekyll and Fran tilted their heads slightly to the right in utter confusion at what Mordred just said. So very, very confused. Words that sounded oddly fitting though when Mordred said them. But it seemed Mordred had accounted that the two would be confused by the terminology and chuckled at her two best friends confusion. Placing her kitten on the top of her head, as the kitten nestled quickly into the wild hair of Mordred. Mordred clearing her throat for what was to happen very soon.

"Gao?" Fran asked first

"Hakuna a what now?" Jekyll asked next. Mordred though smiled a bit wider. Happy the two had opened doorway for her to enact… her quickly thought out plan. Her kitten just slumbered all the while, already use to Mordred's mannerisms and had a feeling her master was going to do something odd

"Hakuna Matata!" Mordred suddenly shouted once more as the songs music played in her head. She didn't care how stupid she looked right now. She really just wanted to sing the song and she was going to milk this for all it was worth. To be perfectly honest she was harmonizing her tone to make it sound more song like. What most didn't know was that Mordred was actually a real good singer. If there was one good thing that came from Morgan Ley Fay. It was that Mordred inherited her naturally good singing voice. But that made sense since Morgan had always sung songs to Mordred when she was little. Heck Mordred practiced in her mortal life and even at Chaldea alone when she knew no one was around just because she was curious on how well she could sing. Guess all the practice was about to pay off "What a wonderful phrase!"

"Ah…. Mordred, you okay?" Jekyll asked as he looked over Mordred's face to make sure she wasn't coming down with a fever

"Ha…kuna…Mata-Grah?" Frank suddenly tried to say through her berserker limiters on her speech, as the say was odd yes. Yet she felt also oddly comforted by the words, especially since Mordred was the one saying them "HAKU-GRAH, MA-GRAH!"

"You too Fran?!" Jekyll asked, bewildered that Fran was joining in on Mordred possible insanity all of a sudden

"Hakuna Matata, ain't no passing craze!" Mordred sung on, grabbing Frankenstein's hand's. Before leading the petite berserker into a quick tap dance with a few twirls

"Ladies please, people will see you!" Jekyll pleaded as he didn't want anyone, from the servants to staff seeing this rather… out their behavior. Granted the two looked happy but still…

"It means no worries for the rest of your days!" Mordred kept singing louder as she twirled Fran around some more

"That's seems a little too lax, I mean what about responsibilities from important- GAH!" Jekyll began to question, as Hakuna Matata kind of sounded like a cop out to him. But that didn't go on long, when Fran grabbed his wrist and dragged him into now the here person dance. Mordred gabbing his other wrist to make sure he stayed

- "Just go with it dork…"- The other Jekyll said or rather Hyde stated. Thankfully Jekyll and Hyde were on much better terms now, even if Hyde still teased Jekyll from time to time. Though right now, even Hyde knew Jekyll was stuck in this… oddness now

"It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!" Mordred sung very loudly by this point, enough to get attention from a lot of people. Thankfully that didn't seem to be the case for now at least, though by this point Mordred and Fran were taking turns twirling Jekyll around as he was getting a little dizzy now wondering what he did to ask for THIS. Oh…right…. his legend. Well guess this was his odd weird punishment finally for playing god. His second death by dance number, whoever would have thought

"HaKRUH-nA Ma…taGrata?" Fran asked once more, making sure she was hearing and saying the phrasing right. She was likely this Phrasing more and more, feeling happier by the second as she watched Mordred nod happily

"Those two words will solve all your problems

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!" Mordred cheered through his singing, the beat in her mind as she quickly pivoted Fran to look ahead of her, then moved behind her grabbing the girl's sides. Fran letting out a cute gasp from the sudden contact. The Mordred moved Jekyll's hands to have a hold on her own sides, though it was easier since the man was out of it by this point. Looking more dazed then… well he was just really dizzy to take notice of what was going on by this point.

So with that in mind, Mordred began moving forwards in a rhythm. Fran took a moment or so to get into the rhythm too after her slight confusion. Jekyll again was way too out of it to protest, though Hyde at least was controlling their body to follow the rhythm, mainly because this was the most fun he'd watched in a good while. Just humming some as Mordred sang on.

"Hakuna Matata, Hakuna matata!" Mordred sung, as she noticed Jekyll somehow and Fran were following her small little dance. Feeling happy because of it along with feeling good seeing the two enjoying it. Well mainly Fran since Jekyll was out cold

"HaGrah Umftata! Gaouna matgraw!" Fran…kind of kept on singing too, with all her heart into it. Even giggling a bit from how fun this was getting

"Hakuna Matata! Hakuna!" Mordred sung louder somehow, pulling Fran a bit closer to her as she found the berserkers actions enjoyment… cute

"Haa…kun…a Maaata…., Haku…. ata…ta…" Jekyll sung… well more of grumbled in his state of being well out cold in a musical number. Though Hyde chuckled at the situation, glad for once he wasn't the one in control of their body at the moment

"It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy!" Mordred joyfully chanted, in the loudest and most lovely tone she could, as she pulled Fran to her left, arm around waist all of sudden. While at the same time pulled Jekyll to her right, supporting him up as his legs and feet dragged on the ground

"HAKUNA MATATA!" Mordred, Fran forcing herself and Jekyll… sort of sung one last time, skipping/being dragged down the hallway on this more than somewhat average day at Chaldea. Though somehow during the whole time, Mordred's kitten stayed in her hair somehow while slumbering like she'd never been awoken oddly…

Still Mordred during the whole time, couldn't wait until the next time she was called to watch another movie. She'd love every second of it of this new past time of hers. Maybe she'd even bring her two best friends and her kitten again with her when she does.

-Meanwhile…-

"And there we…go!" Moriarty cheered as he shot up his arms in victory, though he woke up a now slumbering Merlin and startled Shakespeare who'd been re-reading the actual script of the lion king to see if he could find some new inspiration from the story for later use

"W-What?" Merlin yelled waking up quickly, rubbing his eyes while Shakespeare had dropped the script he was reading

"Got what good chap?" Shakespeare asked picking up the script while Merlin seemed to be awake enough as he could be. Moriarty himself turning around with a prideful smirk

"This my fellow gents!" Moriarty answered, moving himself and his chair as Merlin and Shakespeare looked at the screen the man had been using this whole time

They both saw a site showing. In the top left corner of the site was a small circle with a blank silhouette and the name 'Chaldea Reacts!' next to the image. The site itself had a white background, red lettering and a lot of videos from what they could tell. They read the large words 'YouTube'. Now again, like most mediums that varied in many forms only were given a basic description when said servants would try accessing information on said large mediums. So all Merlin and Shakespeare could come up with, was three facts.

One: YouTube was one of many online video playing platforms.

Two: YouTube was one of, if not the first platforms to popularize online videos on a global scale.

Three: As of this year YouTube was still the largest and most popular online video platform used by basically the whole population of the world despite the issues that would come up here and there. Though many other platforms of the same type were quiet as popular as well.

As Merlin and Shakespeare let that information sink in. They wondered how quickly people would notice their first video, but also wondered if anyone would even care and when did Moriarty have time for this. Moriarty though already having a good guess from the mere looks on Merlin and Shakespeare's faces couldn't help but take this chance to gloat

"Ah if you're looks alone tell me all, it's simple my friends. I did this between the two days we took to set this station of ours up. It was fairly easy. If not a bit long from the email making and the passwords, username and… never mind. Point is our first video is now up and I have the need to grab some food. Then wait the rest of the day, before we check to see how many have viewed our first in many videos to come. I can already feel the excitement!" Moriarty quipped loudly, sounding much more excited than he had in a good while

"Hm…." Merlin hummed, as this was big; really big if this so called 'YouTube' was as popular from what the grail could tell him. But something felt off, very off. Like a gnawing feeling in his gut. But before he could think more on it, his stomach suddenly growled. Shakespeare and Moriarty quickly looked at Merlin who couldn't help but sheepishly smile "Well guess I'm hungry for once. Who'd have thought. Hehe…"

"…Fair enough. But I shall get one of Madam's Jeanne's handmade pastries. She is with Emiya today for food making. Well for those who are giving themselves enough time to actually eat something. Woe for those who are too enthralled within the confines of their rooms. To miss the wonderful pastries of Sir Emiya and Lady Jeanne. Woe for them!" Shakespeare exclaimed, a bit dramatically at the end like usual

"Again with the dramatics." Merlin quipped, as Shakespeare glared at him for a moment. Then Moriarty clapped his hands getting the attention of the two

"Alright enough of that. Come we shall celebrate with god like pastries!" Moriarty cheered proudly, going out of the room first. Merlin and Shakespeare looking at each other, then shrugging as they followed seconds later

"Pastries, pastries!" Merlin and Shakespeare chanted, Moriarty just smirking hearing their excitement as the door to the room closed. The outside painted so no one could ever tell the difference.

Though as the three marched on, the channel Moriarty had made with the video he'd just uploaded. Suddenly began to auto play, having left his mouse by accident on the link to it. Once it played, the video play layout showed, along with the video playing of Mordred reaction to the Lion king. Though the title did also say 'Mordred Pendragon, first blind viewing of Disney's The Lion King' But as the video began to play, on the lower part of the video; the view counter was Zero and hadn't changed yet.

Though with a title like that, really how many people would actually view this video out of millions more and maybe it was for the best that no one saw it. Heaven's know what trouble could be caused from the possibly popularity… WAIT!

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AND CUT…

You made it here again, YAY!

Now then, like I said before. I hope you liked this chapter. I really did do my best to fix any grammar errors I came across. But I probably missed a few, so I apologize for that. Also as you can see from the last sentence. That is an indication of what will be up in later chapter. When and how I will not say, but it will get very… very interesting.

Also as you can see, Mordred here a bit more kind of girly yet not at the same time. Also she's kind of like the mom or big sister when it comes to certain servants. Again this is just story I made for my Fate GO experience during the missions. So yeah, she's not the only one who's changed, yet not changes much at the same time. It's all very confusing. But will be revealed here and there during chapters. Like I said before, I'm making this a react story. But with a big main story right next to it. So enjoy!

Bottom P.S: If some of the scenes seem different in some ways. To save some time, I did certain parts that were much clearer from memory. Because when I was but a wee lad. I had the tape for this movie, a VCR and WAY too much time on my hands. So I watched the lion king and many more movies. Over and over….and OVER so many times.

So yeah, there's that. Still in these chapters I'll do that at times, but mainly will watch over the movies. Scene for scene, word for word unless I changed just a bit to make it sound better in word form. Along with doing this process about four times in total, which I did for this one. Hey, I just want to make sure these reactions and scenes are close if just off a bit at times for you all to enjoy.

So like I always say. If you want to leave a suggestion on what to react to next. Leave a review or PM me and I'll do my best with them. I always love to hear from you all. : )

Anyways. Until the next chapter. I wish you all the most wonderful and joy filled days ahead! : D