CHAPTER 7. AFTERMATH
The ride home in the Range Rover never seemed to end. Everyone was dead silent and didn't dare say a word. The only thing Simba could hear was the hum of the car's engine and steady beating of the chopper's rotors above him. Finally the car pulled into the palace compound. Mufasa stopped the car and finally broke the silence Zazu, take Nala home, her mother would be worried." He tossed him the keys to the Range Rover. "In the meantime, my son and I are going to have a little talk." Simba flinched. Zazu gestured for Nala to get back into the car. "Good luck." He whispered to Simba before getting in the car himself.
Mufasa lead him into their main garden and had him sit on bench. Mufasa stood in front of him glaring. Simba did his best to avoid his gaze. "SIMBA!" Mufasa thundered. Simba flinched again. I'm really annoyed with you boy. You deliberately disobeyed me. You know what's even worse, the fact that you dragged Nala into it. I'm not even going to mention how you took my firearm." Simba started to tear up. Everything he had just said was true, and he knew it. "I was just trying to be a man like you." He said as he sniffled. "Being a man doesn't mean you go looking for trouble to prove it." Mufasa started to calm down and spoke wisely. "But you're not scared of anything..." Simba wiped the tears from his face as he spoke. "I was today...I was afraid I might lose you." Simba looked at him in the eyes. "So even Kings get scared?" Mufasa nodded. Simba started to cheer up. "But you know what..." Simba whispered to him. "What?"I think those gangsters were shitting themselves." Simba said with a small smile. Mufasa chuckled.'Cause no one messes with your Dad." Mufasa then put Simba in a pretend headlock. "Oh no you don't," Simba mumbled as he broke free of his father's grip. The two play fought on the lawn under the moonlight. Mufasa eventually let him pin him.
"Dad, we're pals right?" Simba asked. "Right." Mufasa confirmed. "And we'll always be together." Mufasa looked at him solemnly. "Simba let me tell you something my father told me, look at the stars. The great kings and prime ministers look down on us from those stars. They will always be there to guide you...and so shall I." Simba smiled at him. "Now get to bed, before your mother finds out where we were." He kissed his son on the forehead and watched him walk inside. Mufasa decided he would stay outside and enjoy the fresh air.
Meanwhile back at East Side, in Shenzi's apartment.
"Man that lousy Mufasa, I'm gonna be shittin' blood for a week." Banzai exclaimed as he used a mirror to inspect a cut in his mouth from earlier. Ed burst into laughter. "It's not funny Ed." Banzai said aggressively. Ed tried to hold in the laughter, but burst into another laughing fit, this time rolling on the floor. Banzai then lost his cool and struck him in the face. Shenzi walked into the room. "Will you guys knock it off." They then composed themselves and sat down on the sofa peacefully. "No wonder we ain't got no respect." He shook her head in disgust at the two of them. "You know if it weren't for those fucking royal white guys we'd be running with joy." Shenzi started. "Yeah I hate white guys, they're so pushy, hairy and stinky." Banzai and Shenzi both looked at each other. "And man are they UGLY!" They both said in Unison. They burst into laughter at their own joke. Suddenly the door to the apartment swung open. Scar appeared, holding a few boxes. "Surely we aren't that bad." He said as he dumped the boxes in a corner. "Oh it's you. We thought it was somebody important." Shenzi explained. "Yeah, like Mufasa." Banzai added. "Tell me about it, I just hear that name and I shudder." Shenzi said. "Mufasa!" Banzai said in a humorous tone, trying to see Shenzi's reaction; and true her word she shuddered. "Do it again." He said it again and again and Ed rolled on the floor laughing. Scar put his head in his hands. "I'm surrounded by idiots." he said to no one in particular. Shenzi got a grip on herself and changed the topic. "So I don't suppose we're getting paid for today?" Scar just glared at her and she got the point. "Well did you bring anything to eat?" Scar rolled his eyes and reached into one of his boxes to pull out a box of pizza. "I don't think you deserve this, I practically gift-wrapped those kids for you and you couldn't even injure them." He tossed the food to them.
The three of them scoffed down the pizza. "Well it wasn't like they were alone Scar," Shenzi said in defense as she chewed. "Yeah, what were we supposed to do? Kill Mufasa and Zazu?" Banzai asked. "Well no shit." Scar smiled evilly. The three of them looked up in surprise. "You've all had just about enough of the government right?" Scar asked. "Right." They all responded in Unison. "Well then stick with me, and you'll never be poor again! I've waited years for this. We're going to kill the king, and Simba too. Then I'll take charge and establish a socialist government. One where you punks will thrive." Shenzi, Banzai and Ed cheered. "I need your undivided support." Scar said as he reached into another of his boxes and produced three matching uniforms, each with the red sickle and hammer branded onto the collar. "I'm making an army, out of the East Side residents. They will take care of any resistance." He turned again to the boxes and this time pulled out three Russian made AK-47 assault rifles. He tossed one to each of them. The three were impressed, he had the whole scheme funded from the start and he looked pretty organized. They saluted him, and Scar saluted back.
They then marched downstairs and on to the street. Scar lifted a megaphone"Citizens of East Side, today is the day we stand up against the oppression of King Mufasa's government, today is the day we show the world what we are made of. Tomorrow we take control of the country whether it be by force or peace. Be prepared for the revolution of a lifetime!" People who had gathered on the streets to hear applauded. "Now who's with me?" The people on the streets yelled their approval. Be Prepared! Down with Mufasa! Be Prepared!" They chanted as Scar unveiled his new communist flag. He had Shenzi, Banzai and Ed start handing out military uniforms and guns. Scar drew his new black .50 caliber Desert Eagle pistol and fired a shot into the air. His new militia cheered and raised their fists into the air. "Be prepared!" He shouted out one last time.