Mlinzi: Greetings, I know this is Kovu's story and I'm in Leo's Journal, but at the moment both Guardian Panthera and Kovu are in the hospital at the moment... something about a knife-fight. Anyway, Guardian Panthera would like to give his thanks to the following reviewers: Kiara 0, I'm Luki, Fangirl of Many Things, Sniper-experiment-5-1-0-Alpha, and theweirdrocker. Also, he requests any new readers to please read and review. Thank you for your time.

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Dear Kiara,

Things have been going a little better around here. No one's arguing with the Sarge anymore. This is mainly due to the fact that he shaved off all our manes! It was all Chagina fault he had to backtalk the Sergeant... At least we don't have to deal with him tomorrow, that's when were being given our firearms. Most of the lions are hopeing we'll be getting M-4's. Anyway, I hope you're doing well.

Love,Kovu

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"All right you termites, today you will be issued your firearms, you will be expected to maintain and keep them secure. However until next week you will NOT be firing them what so ever, anyone found discharging their rifle prematurely will be severely punished. Do I make myself clear?"

"Sir, yes sir!"

"Now line up and you will be issued your rifle."

"Corporal!"

"Yes sir"

"I trust you can do this yourself?"

"Yes sir!" said the Corporal saluting the Sergeant as he departed.

"All right You are all being issued M-16A2's Now come up here and get your damn guns!" said the Corporal.

"All-right, super cool awesomeness!" said Kijana.

"Adolescent..." sighed the Corporal.

And before Kovu knew it all the M-16's were gone quicker than meat in a group of hungry lioness.

"Sorry Kovu, looks like you're have to see the Gunnery Sergeant for your rifle," The Corporal told Kovu. "He's in the Armory"

"How will I know him when I see him?" asked Kovu.

"Trust me you'll know him when you see him," said the Corporal before leaving.

Kovu sighed, he had herd stories about the Gunnery Sergeant (or the Gunny as the older ones called him). Supposedly the Gunny was a lot better than the Drill Sergeant, but on the pretty much on same level when it came to mental stability. Then something just occurred to Kovu. Why did the Sergeant get all up on their tails about not firing the guns? He didn't give them any ammunition! 'I swear next time I see Simba..,' He started thinking of several ways to get back at Simba almost all of which included kicking him in the... Well you get the idea. However, Kovu cut his thoughts of revenge short as he entered the armory.

"Hello?" Kovu called out.

(silence)

"Hello," Kovu called again.

A lion stepped out from behind a door. Kovu noticed he had a rocket launcher slung on his back.

"What do you need termite?" said the lion.

"You must be Gunnery Sergeant?" said Kovu.

"That depends," said the lion, "What do you need?"

"My outfit was issuing rifles and they ran out, so I came to get one," explained Kovu.

"What rifle do you need and what caliber?" obviously identifying himself as the Gunny.

"M-16, 5.56 mm" said Kovu.

"A1, A2, A3, or A4?" asked the Gunny.

"Umm, A2" responded Kovu remembering what the Corporal said.

"All right give me a moment" said the gunny siting down at a computer.

"Sir, permission to speak freely." said Kovu interrupting the Gunny from whatever he was doing.

"Granted, what the hell do you want?"

"With all respect sir, Why are you carrying around a rocket launcher?" questioned Kovu, curious to why he seemed to be carrying it around everywhere.

The Gunnery Sergeant gave Kovu a look which clearly indicated it was a question that he didn't get often. But he shrugged it off and decided to answer Kovu's question.

"Because the Alpha PLMC SPEC-OPS issue anti-vehicle 200mm heat-seeking rocket launcher is the ultimate infantry weapon, combining power, accuracy, and mobility into one weapon that can withstand all the trials of combat... that, and it looks pretty bad ass, Who-ah!." said the Gunny.

There was a short pause.

'Aiheu give me strength,' thought Kovu, 'I'll just get what I came for...'

"Ok...," said Kovu, "So, where do I get my M-16?"

"All right, here's what you need to do, what you need to do is go down to the front desk and ask the lion siting there for the passcode, they change the codes every day so always remember to do that first. After you get the passcode you need to get an authorization key to work the elevator, get that from the office in the back of the building. Once you have the authorization key you needed to get the passcard...

One hour later...

...then take the elevator up to the thirteenth floor, there will be two guards standing at the door when you get off, but as long as you got the password from Corporal Leon you'll be fine...

Three hours later...

...once you enter the room the security will activate and you be cut into little pieces by lasers beams and/or lionesses in their menopaws, unless you gave your paw print, name, rank, Identification number, and your social security number to that lioness back in the front office, then after that, you'll need to call the President of the United States...

So many hours later, it's pointless to mention it...

...then once you go all Matrix on his tail open the door, go to the rack, get your M-16, and that's it. It's as simple as that." finally finished the Gunny.

(It's been so long that the bugler is sounding Taps)

Kovu just stood there looking, what I can best describe as, absolutely and utterly stunned.

"Is...there...anything...simpler," said Kovu about to have a nervous breakdown.

"Actually...yes, yes there is, take that hallway down the hall to the left. It's the door that says 'boomsticks', and get yourself one with a M203 grenade launcher."

"Why didn't you tell me that one first?" shouted Kovu.

"Because," said the Gunny, "That wouldn't have been any fun."

'FUN?' thought Kovu, 'Forget about it, at least I didn't have to spend all day with the Sergeant.'

"Now just tell me... Where are the bathrooms," said Kovu, because after standing around listening to this idiot for seven hours he really had to go bad.

"All right, here's what you need do, what you need to do is go down to the front desk..."