Chapter 3
After the death of a young cub was just barely avoided everyone sat down and had a nice lunch. "So Oliver, after this do you wanna keep cub-sitting or should I get someone else to finish?" asked Simba. "Are you kidding, I once heard a man say that ki- cubs were easy. But now I think it'd be easier to do your job." Oliver's remark caused everyone to burst out laughing, "What, what'd I say?"
"Mr. Oliver you dropped this on the way back," said a familiar voice. It was he cub they had just rescued and he had The Book on his back. "Thank you," said Oliver picking it up, "I just realized I never got your name little guy."
"It's Hatia."
"Well Hatia, thanks again for returning this to me," said Oliver rubbing Hatia's head before he ran off. "How did he do that?" asked Kovu.
"Do what?"
"He wasn't repelled by The Book. I thought only the pure of heart could touch it."
"Oh yeah, well that's what I love about children, they are pure of heart. They have a unique perspective of the world that hasn't had a chance to be tainted by darkness yet."
"Well then how come your pure of heart?"
"I dunno I guess my perspective hasn't been tainted by darkness either. I don't know why, mabey it's luck, mabey it's destiny, only time will tell."
Soon enough a week went by and there was one thing that everybody noticed, there hadn't been any rain in nearly a month, an this worried a lot of animals. "I have no idea what to do," said Simba to himself, "This is supposed to be the rainy season. But if it doesn't rain soon we're gonna need a new source of water."
"I know what you mean," said a familiar voice walking into the den. "Oh, hi Oliver," said Simba, "I guess you heard that huh."
"Yeah pretty much. Anyway I'm afraid I don't have good news, you see I've been monitoring the weather patterns and it doesn't look like there's gonna be any rain for a while."
"Well isn't that just perfect, is there anything we can do."
"Well there is one thing I could do."
"What's that."
"Rule 4, anything I write in this book will come true. So," Oliver held The Book open and said, "bring me a pen." Then he wrote...
Tomarrow at noon it will rain heavily.
"Ok tomarrow at noon, let there be rain." And surely the next day at noon hit rained hard and long, but no one minded considering the recent lack of it.
[Character's name meanings]
Hatia - innocence