It was nighttime in Pride Lands and all of the lions were asleep inside Pride Rock. However, Sarabi woke up from her slumber and approached Simba slowly.
"Simba," she said quietly as she touched him lightly. "Wake up." Once he woke up, he opened and rubbed his eyes, wondering what was going on. "Huh? What is it mom?" he asked as he groaned. "Come with me," said Sarabi. They tip-toed out of the cave and headed out into the nightly plains.
"What's going on mom?" asked Simba. "What are we doing out in the middle of the night?" "I too, want us to look at the stars," Sarabi replied as she sat down in a cat-like position. "Because not only are the great kings of the past watching down on us, the great queens are doing the same." Simba sat beside Sarabi and they both looked at the stars. "You see Simba, the great queens will also be here to guide us, no matter what." "Even if things look bad?" he asked as he turned his head towards Sarabi. "I'm afraid so," she answered as she frowned and closed her eyes for a minute. After that, she opened her eyes and turned towards Simba with a smile on her face. "But like your father said, we're part of the Circle of Life."
Simba and Sarabi rubbed each other's heads, knowing that they love each other so much. "Guess what Simba?" said Sarabi. "What?" asked Simba. Sarabi pushed Simba on his back lightly and pressed her paw on his belly. She chuckled and said, "I'm going to do this to you." She tickled Simba's belly while she held him down gently. "Stop it mom. That tickles," laughed Simba. "I don't think so," she said as she continued to go for his belly. After that, she made her way towards his legs and feet. "No. No. No. No," he begged. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes," she teased. "I just love seeing you struggle under my mighty paw." For 13 minutes, Sarabi kept tickling Simba outside of the Pride Lands.
"Alright," she said as she lifted her paw off of Simba. "I think that's enough for now." "Good," Simba said as he was catching his breath. "Because I'm about to return the favor." At that moment, Simba crawled under Sarabi's belly and tickled her mercilessly. Once she felt his paws tickling her belly, Sarabi started to laugh and had a hard time standing on all fours. "You know I love it when you tickle me," she said as she laughed and fell on her back. "Now I got you," said Simba. He started to tickle Sarabi's cream-colored belly without hesitation. "Oh, the torture," Sarabi said playfully as she was still being tickled by her son. "Now to go for your legs and feet," said Simba. Once he made his way towards her legs and feet, he did the same thing to her belly. "Coochie, coochie, coo," he teased. "Hahahahahahaha," Sarabi laughed. "Who would've thought you would tickle me at this time of night. Hahahahahahahaha."
Sarabi couldn't help but let her son tickle her in the middle of the night; in fact, tickling Sarabi is her main weakness, even if it means going for the belly. "Tickling you is always the best time of my life mom," said Simba. "I know," Sarabi said while still being tickled. "It always is. Hahahahahaha." "Now for the main course," he said in a sinister way. Before Sarabi knew it, Simba tickled her legs, feet and belly at the same time. "Hohohohoho. That REALLY tickles!" she exclaimed.
After 20 minutes of tickling, Simba let his mom catch her breath. "Feel better?" he asked Sarabi. "Much," she answered. "Would you like to sleep outside with me?" "Sure," Simba answered. "But is it ok if I sleep on your belly?" As Sarabi laid on her back, she said, "Of course". After resting his head on her belly, he closed his eyes and said, "Good night mom". "Good night," she said after she watched him sleep and closed her eyes. Once they slept, there was absolute silence in the Pride Lands.