In a small jungle, Bunga was just lazying around with his adopted uncles, Timon and Pumbaa under the hot African sun. There was nothing like relaxing on a usual warm day in the Pride Lands like this, especially when it comes to these two lazy, unusual best friends, and the fearless young Honey Badger. All three of them sighed in bliss on this beautiful day and Bunga was eating a small leaf plate of grub, and just ate the whole group of bugs in one bite.

"Ah, nothing like sitting under the sun without a care in the whole world. Eh Pumbaa?" Said the meerkat munching on a millipede.

The red warthog let out a big, and loud burp so low. It caused some birds nearby to fly off, obviously being startled from the noise like it was an earthquake erupting. "Yep, this is the life, Timon." Pumbaa replied.

"Hey Guys, I wanna ask you something."

"Sure Bunga, Fire away." Timon Said.

"Do you guys know what happened to my parents?"

Both the best friends fave each other a long, Wide-eyed stare. They blinked twice and both went "uhhhh, we don't know." In unison.

The young honey badger made a less wide smile on his face, feeling a little bummed to hear that."

"Why do ya ask, Bunga?" Said Pumbaa

"Yeah, is something eating you, kiddo?"

Bunga looked up at the big, blue sky again and replied "No reason, just curious." And he took a big green caterpillar and engulfed it in his mouth.

"Well you know what we say." The meerkat said. "Hakuna Matata, right Pumbaa?"

"I thought you said we needed a new motto and stop living in the last, Timon?" The red warthog said in confusion. "Isn't that what you said at that battle against Zira and the outsiders before those lions turned good?"

"Well... yeah, I thought we needed a new motto, but a realized that no motto fits us better than Hakuna Matata." Timon Said proudly. "Wouldn't you agree with me, Bunga?"

"You hey uncle Timon." Bunga replied with enthusiasm. "Yep, Hakuna Matata is the perfect motto for us. We're unstoppable with those two words.

"It's our problem-free philosophy, Hakuna Matata!" All three of them sang proudly. After a little while, the excitable honey badger boy felt like taking a dip in the small pool with the waterfall running down with the heavy sounds of splashing on it.

Bunga fearlessly grabbed hold of a vine and dove into the water as he shouted "Zuka Zama!" And a big splash was heard. It was so big, some of the water splashed on Timon and Pumbaa. Causing them to help in surprise and be soaking wet.

"Ah! You call that a splash, Bunga?" Said Timon. "I'll show you how a pro does it." And the meerkat stepped on the rock and swung on a small vine and made a Tarzan yell as he swung like a baboon. "Banzai!" He shouted.

When he crashed into the water with a bellyflop, a small slap sound was heard and he was floating above the sparkling waters, and suddenly sunk into the small pond. The whole front of his body was red like he had just gotten a sunburn, and grunted.

"Ah! Ah! Ow! How was that?" He Said in pain.

"Not bad." Bunga replied. "But i've Seen better."

"Thanks a lot, Bunga." The meerkat replied sarcastically.

"Oh oh! My turn!" Pumbaa Said with excitement. He swung on the vine, and formed a bellyflop too. The splash he made was so big that it looked like a small tidal wave.

Bunga laughed and said "Good one uncle Pumbaa. Now that's what I call a splash!"

"Okay big guy, I commend you for this one." Timon Said, still in pain on the front of his small body. "Maybe I should stay here a little longer and- Ow! Heal up."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Bunga Said reassuringly.

"in the meantime, why don't you go out for a little walk or something." Pumbaa suggested to him.

Bunga grew an even bigger smile on his face and said "Great idea, you guys. I'm gonna go see if Kion or the Lion Guard need me." And he promptly ran to the savanna fields and looked around for anything fun to do at the moment.

"Pumbaa, can you hand me the leeches, pal?"

"No problem. Oh wait, I ate all of them."

Timon couldn't help but facepalm himself in annoyance while grumbling to himself.

Young Bunga heard the sound of bees buzzing and followed the sound to where it was coming fun. It didn't take long for him to notice the bees buzzing around a small spot without grass. He knew what that meant. "Yay! Honey!" He exclaimed. He used his claws to burrow his way down the ground and eat as much honeycombs as he can.

Of course he was getting stung by bees, but he didn't car. Honey badgers like Bunga have very thick, tough skin to prevent the stingers from hurting them, and he was in heaven right now.

"Oh this is so good." He muttered with his mouth full. Many bees stung him over and over again, but to no avail. All the tiny insects gave up trying to fight off a Bunga and all decided to move to another part of the Pridelands.

The Honey Badger patted his stomach, already full from eating all that honey. "Nothing like eating a whole beehive to get you going. Huh, i'm Starting to wander who my parents are again."

And he smacked his fingers and claws to enjoy some more of that honey he was clawing at.

"Ah, who am I kidding?" He thought to himself. "Timon And Pumbaa are all the family I need." And he gave out a loud belch, then collapsed on his back with a loud thud. Without warning, he suddenly fell asleep and he was snoring very loudly.

Bunga's Dream

The badger was dreaming of prancing and running over fields and knolls of honeycomb. He knew he was in heaven right now.

"Zuka Zama! I'm in a whole world made entirely of honey! This is awesome!" And he continued prancing about the honeycomb fields without a care in the world. He collected a whole bunch of honeycomb pieces and towered them in piles. "The next year, the next year after that, and endless amount of honey!"

He even sat on a throne made of honeycomb, and had some pieces of his own. "Bunga." Said a female voice. The badger boy perked his head up with some honey still in his mouth.

Bunga swallowed the honey and looked around. "Hello? Who said that?"

"I did of course." Said the voice. From behind the throne, it revealed to be two full-grown honey badgers. One was a large male, and the other was a female looking a little smaller than the male counterpart. "Hello sweetie."

"Who are you?"

"Oh Bunga." Said The make one with a chuckle. "Don't tell me you don't recognize your own father."

"f-father?" Bunga Said.

"Of course. And i'm Your mother."

"m-mom? Dad?" Bunga Said, having tears of joy in his eyes. He smiled and hugged them like he had never hugged any animal before. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe you found me!"

"There there my son. You don't have to worry. We are honey badgers." Said the father.

"No sweetie, do us bith a big favor and wake up. Wake up now. Bunga." Said the mother.

End Of Bunga's Dream

"Bunga? Bunga!" Fuli was trying to toss and turn him around to wake the honey badger up.

Bunga immediately awoke and sat up. "What? What? What?" He Said. He realized it was all a Dream, nothing more. He looked around and saw all his best friends surrounding him.

"Are you Okay?" Kion Asked him

"Oh yeah. I'm just fine, Kion. I just ate so much honey I guess I... fell asleep for a minute there." He ruffed the back of his head in embarrassment with a nervous chuckle.

"Right. You always think with your stomach." Said Beshte."

"Yep, And I'm proud of it." Bunga admitted.

"So you wanna come with us for a little patrol around the Pride Lands?" Ono Asked him curiously.

"Yeah, who knows what can be out there?" Said Fuli.

"And we can always use the help of the most fearless me,her of the Lion Guard." Kion added boldly. And Bunga made a sigh of sadness. "Bunga, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing at all. Why do you ask?"

"You look and sound sad." Beshte pointed. "Considering the fact you just sighed heavily like that.

"Nah, it's nothing." Bunga lied. "I just wished that the honey dream can last longer."

"Oh okay. Well, I bet a little patrolling will cheer you up."

"Good idea." And they all went off, saying their little motto. Deep inside Bunga, something was definitely bothering him. He was sad he didn't know who his parents were, or if they were still alive.