Author's Note: This is a oneshot series on the friendship and relationship of Marty the zebra and Alex the lion. They're best buds and hey, real cute so I had to explore them! Review please!

~Natty.

Of Bite Marks & Birthmarks.

~M~

Marty just didn't get it! How on earth did Alex keeping winning? Rematch after rematch the lion would still win the game, no matter how many times the zebra called a do over.

Although…all was quiet. Maybe he did win the game after all!

The zebra was giving a victory smile when he got a tap on the shoulder, quickly turning around in fright. "Ah!"

Alex smirked at his friend. "Found you, Marty!"

"Aw man c'mon! Do over!" Marty exclaimed.

The lion sighed, still with his smiling warm chuckle. "Marty…it doesn't matter how many times you call a do over in hide and seek, I'm still going to find you."

It didn't matter to the monochromatic animal. They were going to play this until he got it right! For once he was going to win this game and wipe the African ground with the cat!

"Do over man!" Marty demanded.

Alex rolled his eyes. His friend was forever relentless…but he'd be a liar if he said he didn't love that about him. "Alright fine." The big cat shrugged, giving in. "Do over. Go hide."

"Well I can't be hiding if you're looking at me!" The zebra said, shooing and ushering the feline off. "Go on! Go on behind that tree over there and start counting!"

The lion laughed. "Okay, okay…I'm going…" Alex shook his head in amusement as he went behind the tree, placing his large paws over his eyes. He didn't start to count, instead he said smirking to himself. "I'm gonna win, you know."

"Not this time, Al!" Marty called over his shoulder as he looked for his hiding place. "Not with where I'm hiding!"

"Oh really? Well where are you hiding?"

"Right over-" The zebra scowled playfully. "You think you real funny don't you?"

"A little." Alex admitted.

"Well you're right you are, now shut up! I'm trying to concentrate over here!"

The lion snorted. "Over where?"

"Nope, I'm ignoring you! Start counting and find me if you can!" Marty's voice distanced and was finally silent.

Alex still laughed to himself, mumbling with confidence. "Oh I'll find you alright…" He clamped his paws tighter over his pupils and counted. "One…two…TEN! Ready or not Marty, I'm coming for you!"

The lion's look was one of determination even though it would not be hard at all to find his buddy. Wow Marty knew nothing about lion's whatsoever or about zebras even!

The feline looked around for not even a few moments before smirking. Found him. He shook his head again. Marty was hopeless! The steed had wanted to go to the wild to find himself yet hadn't learned a thing! Marty should learn that being black with white stripes would be his ultimate downfall in a game of hide and go seek! Especially with a lion!

Alex snuck up behind the zebra in the grass, grabbing him up in his arms as it kicked. "Got you Marty!"

"How do you DO that?!" Marty demanded. "I demand another do over and I ain't quitting 'till I get it!" The zebra scowled.

The lion chuckled and gave the monochromatic steed noogies with his fluffy fist.

"Quit it!" Marty exclaimed, trying to get out the cat's tight hold but couldn't. Man this was messing up his mohawk!

Alex laughed. When was Marty ever going get it? You couldn't hide from a lion out in the dull grass when your colors were so vibrant! And besides…Alex was a lion. He could smell the zebra from a mile away, him and his tall mohawk too.