A/N: Slight AU here
"Dumbo! Dumbo!" Timothy scurried over to Dumbo, leaping onto his stomach. "Dumbo, speak to me! Come on big guy! Speak to me! Please!" He lay down on Dumbo's stomach, crying. "Dumbo, please. Wake up."
Lambert wriggled out of his mother's protective hold, scrambling over to where Dumbo and Timothy lay. He walked over to Dumbo's head, cautiously touching his face with a paw. A tear slid down his cheek, landing on top of Dumbo's trunk. He gently padded the grey face again. "Dumbo."
Timothy sniffled through his tears, looking at Lambert in amazement. "What did you say?"
"Dumbo." The little cub sat down sadly, leaning his head against Dumbo's side. A tear trickled down his face. "Dumbo." He hung his head, sniffling sadly as the storm died down, the rain turning to a drizzle. He wiped his eyes with a furry paw, then started as he felt something lightly wrap around his middle. He looked down…noticing a grey trunk encircling his stomach. He turned around, smiling broadly as his friend smiled shyly at him. "Dumbo!"
"Yes, Dumbo. He…" Timothy trailed off, realizing what was happening. "Dumbo!" He leaped up Dumbo's trunk, hugging him. "Boy am I glad you're alright!"
