(A/N: I'm not a professional author - nor am I the best author on this site. My plots aren't the best and my messages that I try to send through my stories aren't the best, and those are points that aren't even worth arguing. That being said, what I like to take away from my stories is memorable moments. Sometimes I will just be sitting down, and I'll remember the most random of scenes that I've wrote. Sarafina finding the Pridelands for the first time in Daraka's Story, Lenny and Wamariri arguing before the start of The Siku Choka, Nala and Sarafina giving each other a high-five in Sarafina's Parenting Test, and yes, even Nala getting mad at Simba in the first chapter of Rated M for Nala. Anyway, so the point is this: I enjoyed writing this story, and there are definately some chapters I put a lot more thought into and enjoyed writing a lot more during the course of this story than others. I hope that in days to come a scene or two from this story will just pop up in my head, and maybe even make me laugh. Will there be another sequel? Who knows! If you want one, review and say - although I'm not making any promises. Anyways, I realize that the ending of this chapter is not that realistic, but I hope you enjoy it. I wish you guys all the best - and please enjoy and review this final chapter and story! Thank you. Samuel Reiman)
Sarabi heaved a sigh. "These were such nice lands," she commented, as she walked with her son, Nala, and Sarafina through the ruins of the Pridelands at night.
"Well, we got some decent rain the other night," commented Nala, "hopefully, if we're careful, maybe the next time it rains we can begin to get some vegetation back."
Simba groaned.
"What?" asked Nala.
Simba shook his head. "I should have never…"
"…ran away, okay, we get it Simba. Stop beating yourself up over it, please," pleaded Nala.
"You were only a cub," added Sarabi. "You had a great life…until…you know…" she continued hesitantly, not really wanting to remember much about that fateful day where her mate had been killed, "…you never would have known how to cope in…such a situation."
Simba chuckled. "Great life. I never would have believed that at the time. Not with how many times you grounded me."
Sarabi smirked. "How many times did I ground you?" she asked.
"I grounded him once!" added Sarafina proudly.
"That is true," replied Sarabi.
Simba smiled. "I remember that."
Nala frowned. "Wait…when?"
"When Sarabi and I swapped you two around as our cubs for the day."
"I can't rec—oh!" Nala laughed. "Yes, I remember that, now. Sarabi tried to teach me to swim that day."
"And I made those lioness jokes," recalled Simba.
"Yes you did," said Sarafina, remembering. "Those were funny."
Simba became confused. "I…I thought you hated them."
"Oh, I hated yousaying them," explained Sarafina, "but only cos you were a cub, and I didn't want you to begin believing them. If an adult had told them to me I would've been fine."
"What was the verdict that day?" asked Sarabi.
"Pardon?"
"You and Nala, you had a bet," Sarabi explained, "Nala thought you were grounded more because you misbehaved more, you thought you were grounded more because of me."
Simba smiled. "I guess we were both right."
"No, wait a minute, Simba," interjected Sarafina. "I think I remember it slightly more clearly than that. I think Simba said that if he had a few years away from Scar, then if you, Sarabi, didn't ground him, then he would accept that it was just a behavioral problem he had as a cub."
Simba turned back around to face his mother. "Would you ground me now?" he asked Sarabi.
Sarabi beamed and shook her head. "Never," she replied, before reaching out one of her paws behind Simba's neck, and pulling him close to her chest in a tight embrace. "You've grown up so much," Sarabi continued quietly, "we're all very proud of you."
Sarafina and Nala were the spectators, a couple of feet away from them. Sarafina pulled her arm out.
"No thank you," said Nala, taking a step away from her mother before she could crush her to her chest, too.
Both the lionesses smiled, and then tried to divert their attentions to something, anything, else.
Sarafina's jaw dropped as she suddenly caught sight of something. "Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed. Sarabi stopped hugging Simba, and then they both looked over to see what Sarafina had found.
"What have you found, Mom?" asked Nala.
"That's the old waterhole," commented Sarabi as she, Nala, and Simba watched as Sarafina walked into a dip, "it's dried up now."
In the middle of the old waterhole, however, the dip began to turn back upwards, and there was a small hill right in the middle.
"Do you need arrows to find me here, Simba?" asked Sarafina, walking up on top of the small hill.
Simba smiled. He remembered also now: this was the small hill in the middle of the waterhole that he had stood on as a cub, teasing Sarafina to face her greatest fear in order to retrieve him for his bath.
"Look at me!" Sarafina began to shout from the hill, "I'm Simba! Future King of the Pridelands! I may cause more mischief than my friend, but I deny it! And why? Because she is a lioness – incapable of everything!"
Simba shook his head. "I wasn't that bad," he mumbled.
"She's pretty darn close," commented Sarabi, trying really hard not to crack up into a fit of laughter.
"What's the matter Simba?" asked Sarafina from across the dip. "Embarrassed by yourself of the past?"
Simba began to walk away. "Karma," he said.
"Yes, it is karma, isn't it? You made my day miserable back then, and now I get to embarrass you as my payback."
"No, karma on you. It will happen…with you mocking me and all."
"No it won't!" cooed Sarafina, as Simba led the others ever farther away into the distance. "Trust me Simba – I had the ultimate parenting test. Just two days after grounding my own daughter with Zazu, I managed to ground you, and I prevailed!"
A rumble of thunder occurred making Sarafina's scene ever more dramatic, but the rest weren't there to watch as they continued to walk away. It began to rain.
"What's up with her?" asked Simba.
Nala shrugged. "I guess you really were a pain in the butt that day. Just let her enjoy herself."
"Oh, what's the matter Simba, why are you walking away?" asked Sarafina.
"Karma!" shouted Simba back over his shoulder.
"Pfbt! Yeah right, 'karma.' How do you suppose that will happen?"
Simba had a reply prepared for that. "The rain. You're standing in the middle of an old waterhole, Sarafina. Goodnight!"
Sarafina frowned. "Old…waterhole…why…?" but then, looking down, she realized what Simba had meant. While she had been trying to put on a show, the rain that had began not too long ago was already beginning to form a giant puddle around her. Sarafina suddenly realized what could happen if she didn't move fast…but the puddle was already too deep for her comfort. The waterhole was refilling. She watched the water level as it began to make its way her toes…but then it stopped.
Sarafina looked up to see the clouds parting. Whatever weather system that was had now gone, and now it was dry again. However, that weather system had also taken any heat left in the atmosphere with it, and now it was getting really cold. Sarafina shivered. She looked back over at the horizon. The other three were gone, and all around her small hill was ice cold water.
"Karma indeed," she admitted. Off in the distance, a wild dog howled. Sarafina gulped, but managed to force a faint smile. "You know, maybe I wasn't up for this parenting test, after all," she said to herself, "but at least Nala won."
(A/N: Review please! Hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I did!)