I don't own the Lion King
Thank you to Autobot00001 for the suggestion on having Simba and Amar spend some time with one another :D
Months had passed ever since Mufasa's and Sarabi's coronation. As time went by, the older Uru got. With each passing day she smiled whenever she saw her two sons locked into their lovers' embrace. She was also glad to see Scar back into the Pride Lands, thanks to Mufasa's overrule of the banishment and Amar's plea. However, Death suddenly came upon the old queen and she passed away to join her husband into the heavens. The pride greatly mourned for their queen as they took her body and formally buried her in a field with lush grass and flowers. They bowed their heads and paid their respects to the queen that they dearly loved. Scar was the most affected by his mother's loss. He cursed his father for banishing him from the pride. At first, he was surprised to hear that he was allowed into the Pride Lands. Not only that, but why was Mufasa king in the first place? Unless...Amar gave his title to him. Scar clenched his jaw at that thought. How dare he? he spat. I should be king and not that...pompous excuse for a brother! The more he thought about Amar handing down his title to Mufasa and not him, the angrier he got. What was he? Chopped gazelle?
Through the sudden loss of their beloved queen and the bitter attitude of Scar's, not all good things had come to an end. One day, Sarabi found herself eating more than she normally would. Her first instinct was realizing that she was pregnant. She announced this to Sarafina and Amar who passed it down to Mufasa. "What?" Mufasa asked with a wide grin.
"Yeah!" Amar leaped in the air. "I'm going to be an uncle! Oh my gosh, I cannot wait for the little one to come!" The more he thought about his future nephew, the happier he got.
Sarafina looked at him with wonder. If Amar was this happy to have a nephew, how happy would he be if she provided him with their own cub? After all, they were mates. She hid a little mischievous smile but she couldn't hide the sudden blush in her cheeks.
"I gotta go and tell Taka this!" Amar yelped as he took off towards Pride Rock. With a grin on his face, he saw his youngest brother lying in front of a puddle of water. Amar cocked his head to the side and wondered why was his brother so fascinated with that puddle of water. He shook the thought away and surprised him by jumping in front of him. "Guess what?" he breathed
"A herd of buffaloes are going to stampede any second and they're going to take you along with them," Scar answered with a sadistic grin.
"No silly," Amar shook his head, not even realizing that Scar was serious, "Sarabi is pregnant! She's going to have a cub! This makes us uncles!" he exclaimed as he leaped in the air.
"Yes," Scar answered unamused, "well forgive for not leaping for joy, bad back you know," he said as he slumped back to the ground, "now leave. I need my peace."
"Okay," Amar nodded, "catch ya later, future uncle!" he said as he ran away from his brother and ran back to Mufasa, Sarabi, and Sarafina.
Scar glared at Amar's disappearing figure. An uncle eh? he thought as an evil grin made his face. Looks like I have more work to do. I have to dispose two little nuisances.
Months passed and a new golden cub came into the world. Exhausted as she was, Sarabi couldn't be more happy than to provide her mate with a healthy son. Her son was placed into her arms as she gave him a little nuzzle followed by a lick on the head. Mufasa walked over to his mate and looked down at his son with a smile. Not only would his son have the potential of being the king in the future, but he would also be a wonderful child to his parents. Adventurous, playful, and a little mischievous at times too.
Amar impatiently marched on Pride Rock. He had heard the bloody screams from Sarabi but all he wanted to do was go and see his nephew. "What...is...taking...them...so...long?" he whined as he stomped his foot to the ground with every word he said.
Sarafina arched an eyebrow at him. "Giving birth to a child is a very difficult process," she said, "it takes time."
"And how do you know this my dear?" Amar asked as he turned his head and looked at her with a shine in his eyes.
Before Sarafina could answer, she saw Mufasa stepping out of the den and smiling at the both of them. "Amar, he is here. Would you-"
"YES!" Amar screamed as he charged towards the den. If Mufasa hadn't jumped out of the way, he would have gotten run over by his excited brother. Amar skidded to a halt when he saw a bundle of gold fur in Sarabi's arms. "Oh my gosh!" Amar squealed, "I'm finally an uncle." He slowly walked over to the cub and gave it a soft push with his nose. The little ball squirmed as he turned around and looked at Amar with bright amber eyes. "You're the cutest little thing that I've seen!" he gushed at the little cub.
"And he's a healthy baby boy too," the mandrill known as Rafiki, and who also helped in the process, said with a smile.
"A boy?" Amar brightly said, "congratulations!" he said as he threw his arms around Sarabi and pulled her into a hug. "What are you going to name him?"
Having already discussed a name with her mate, Sarabi gave a warm smile towards Amar. "Simba," she answered.
"Simba," Amar echoed the name, "I like that." He looked down at the cub and gave him an affectionate nuzzle, "welcome to the family little nephew. Can I play with him?"
Sarabi softly chuckled. "Not at this time," she answered, "he is still small and needs to be taken care of. When he's a little bit grown, then you may."
"Thank you Sarabi," Amar said to his sister-in-law. He looked at Rafiki who approached Sarabi and took the cub in his hands. "Where are you going with him?" he asked.
"I am going to do the same thing that I did with you, Mufasa, and Taka," Rafiki answered as he cautiously walked with Simba in his arms. When Rafiki walked on the peak of Pride Rock, the thrust Simba in front of all the African animals, who were gathered there, and thrust him towards the skies.
The animals cheered to their new future king as they bent their bodies to the crowd and respectfully bowed down to him. From the skies, the bright sun rays shone down on Simba and a soft breeze blew towards the king and queen. Mufasa allowed the breeze to ruffle his mane as he breathed in the sweet air and realized that his mother and father had blessed his family from the heavens.
"I miss you mom and dad," he whispered as the wind continued to blow. He felt Sarabi rubbing her head against his chest to assure him that even though he missed his parents, they were always by his side along with a new family that they had created together.
After Simba's presentation, Mufasa had earlier realized that Scar had not even been at the ceremony. Not only was he angry, he was deeply hurt at his brother's actions. Why wouldn't Scar even show up? Didn't he want to see his new nephew? "I am going to go and take care of some business love," he said to Sarabi, "I will be back shortly."
"But we have to go and hunt for some food," Sarabi told him, "who's going to take care of Simba?"
"I will my dear sister-in-law," Amar suddenly said as he approached her. "I will watch this little bundle of joy like my life depended on it."
"Oh it does," Mufasa said, "because if anything happens to him, I will hurt you."
"Looks like being king has made you a but...brutal," Amar joked. He wrapped his paw around Simba and pulled hm closer, "we're not going to leave this den, I promise you that," he assured them. On that note, Sarabi along with Sarafina and the rest of the lionesses marched out of the den while Mufasa went to have a little talk with Scar.
While Amar and Simba were staying in the den, Amar turned his attention to the little cub that was sitting in front of him. "Well little nephew, what would you like to do?" he asked.
Simba only stared at him with wide eyes. With a lack of coordination, he was slowly lifted off his feet and fell to the ground on his back. Amar gasped but to his horror Simba began to giggle at his little roll. "You-You're not crying," he said, "oh thank the Great Kings," he breathed as he bought his nose closer to Simba. Simba continued to giggle as he began to softly swat Amar's face with his paw. "Hey," Amar said as he moved his head away from Simba, "if you want to hit something, let it not be my gorgeous face."
However, Simba found a new item to play with. He ran behind Amar and began to swat his tail. "Playful little thing aren't ya?" Amar said. With a mischievous smile, he back to flicker his tail back and forth. Simba leaped to the left and right as he tried to catch Amar's tail. "Let's see if you can catch this," he said as he lifted his tail in the air. Simba threw his paw in the air and was able to snatch it. "Yeow!" Amar yelped when he felt a tiny rush of pain from his tail. "Okay, okay you win," he said in defeat as he set Simba to the ground.
Once Simba's paws touched the ground, with all the strength that he could, he crouched to the ground and leaped towards Amar's neck. "Whoa!" Amar yelped in surprise as he almost lost his balance at fell to the ground. Simba climbed up his neck and clamped his tiny jaws on Amar's ear. "Just be careful not to give me a pierced ear Simba," he laughed as Simba continued to pull at his ear.
After the hunting party, Sarabi and the rest of the lionesses had returned with a fresh zebra. "I'll go and get Amar and Simba, who knows what they have been up to," she said to Sarafina as the queen walked away from the group and into the den. She was surprised to see Amar lying on the ground and Simba who had wrapped himself into his uncle's paw. A small smile made it's way to her lips as she looked at the beautiful sight. I'll save some food for them she thought as she quietly walked out the den.
It's all about Simba now isn't it? Scar bitterly thought. And what about me? No one cares about Scar anymore! he kicked a pile of dust as a small growl escaped from his mouth. Image how devastated his family would be if something tragic happened to their little one? With another sadist smile, he went through his own plan. He had thought of luring Simba into his trap by going on a uncle and nephew walk and Simba "accidentally" falling into the waterfall. Although, he had to find the right animal to blame but he was prepared at carry out the deed. And today was the perfect day to do it too.
He stalked through the Pride Lands and approached Pride Rock. A couple of lionesses exchanged looks when they saw the lion who had never been near his family suddenly showing up. Scar ignored their stares and proceeded to walk up Pride Rock and into the den. Inside, he found his sister-in-law playing with her cub. "Lovely day isn't it?" Scar asked her. For murder that is.
Sarabi unexpectedly looked up and saw her brother-in-law standing there. "It's finally good to see you Scar," Sarabi said as she stood on her paws and looked at him with her head held high. "What can I do for you?"
"Not what you can do for me," Scar said, "bu what I can do for you," he said. "Do you sometimes feel lonely always trapped inside this cave with no sunlight or exercise?"
"I have a little one who keeps me busy," Sarabi answered as she smiled at Simba.
"Amar has been spending much of his time with Simba and I haven't," he sadly said as he hung his head to the ground.
Maybe if you were around most of the time, you would have spent the time with him Sarabi bitterly thought but decided not to tell him. "Would you like to spend some time with him?" she finally said, feeling a little bit guilty when she noticed his sad expression.
"Would I ever," Scar said as Simba walked over to him and gave him a bright smile. "Come little nephew. Time to spend some time with your second uncle."
In the depths of a jungle, Amar and Sarafina were spending some time together. "When I saw how excited you were after seeing Simba, I couldn't contain a smile," Sarafina said. "It came to me that you would be a good father to our cubs."
"I see where you're getting at," Amar mischievously said, making Sarafina giggle. He looked at his surroundings to make sure that no one was in sight. "Well no one is around, unless you would like to continue under the romantic moonlight."
Sarafina let out another laugh as she gave Amar a nuzzle.
I finally got him Scar smiled as he peeked over at Simba who was following him. We are a good portion away from the Pride Lands and the rest of those idiots! Now I can kill this little hairball! He stopped walking and watched the lowing river that came from a nearby waterfall. His ears perked up when he heard a rustle in the bushes. He turned around and from those bushes, Amar and Sarafina rolled out giggle and nuzzling each other.
Ew was Scar's first thought at the sight. "Might I ask what you are doing?" he asked his brother.
Amar and Sarafina quickly got off one another and stood up on their paws. "What are you doing here?" Amar asked, "and why are you with Simba?" he asked as he looked at the little cub who walked over to him and rubbed his head against his leg.
"Why does it concern you?" Scar asked.
"Uh, because you have never hung out with him but I have," Amar answered, "unless you are trying change his mind and make him believe that you are his favorite uncle."
Absolute idiot Scar thought as he mentally rolled his eyes. "That is not my intention."
"Sarafina," Amar said as he looked at her, "can you please take Simba with you, I need to have a little talk with my baby brother."
Baby brother? Scar scowled. He watched as Sarafina took Simba with her and the two of them disappeared into the bushes. When he couldn't hear their paw steps anymore he flashed his green eyes towards Amar. "You pathetic little excuse for a brother!" he growled.
"What?" Amar said in surprise, "I was only joking about the whole favorite brother thing."
"Not that you idiot!" Scar snapped. "You foiled my plan!"
Amar cocked his head to the side, "what plan?"
"The plan where I'm supposed to kill that golden hairball!" Scar spilled his secret plan to Amar.
Amar blinked in shock. "Taka what are you talking about?"
"MY NAME IS SCAR!" he yelled as he swung a clawed paw towards Amar's face and scratched him. Amar groaned as his head swung to the left. He looked up at Scar with four claw marks dripping down his cheek. "What are you going to do? Cry?"
"I am not crying!" Amar yelled as tears stung his eyes. Not only was he surprised, but he was hurt as to why Scar would hurt him.
"Yes you are," Scar snapped, "the only one who should be crying here is me, but I won't because I am not weak like you! You didn't want to become king right? You gave your title to that muffin head but what about me? Haven't you ever realized that I wanted to be a king!"
Before Amar could answer, Scar swung another paw at his brother. Amar made no motion to defend himself, which was no surprise to Scar. He had always considered him weak. "Fight back!" Scar urged him, "or are to scared to break a bone in your body?" He swung a paw on Amar's right side and the lion toppled to the edge of the cliff. Amar tried to get up but Scar flew towards him and pinned him to the ground.
"Taka what are you doing?" Amar gasped through the choke hold that Scar had him in.
"The name is Scar," he answered through gritted teeth, "and what do you think, dear brother?" He held a claw close to his brother's throat. "I am murdering you of course." Before Amar could do anything, he ran his dark claw over Amar's throat and drew a red line. He lifted his claw and noticed the scarlet color that stained it. Scar turned his eyes over to Amar and noticed the red blood that was gushing from his throat. He has but a few seconds to live Scar thought. "And here's my little secret," Scar began, "I killed father." With that, Scar got off his brother and pushed him into the waterfall.
When he heard that splash, a smile crept it's way to his mouth. "The others might suspect me as the killer when they see this little red claw," he spoke to himself. To make is look like he wasn't a suspect, Scar began to scratch his skin to make it look like he had been into a fight with a wild animal. "I don't understand why such a thing would happen to our family?" Scar desperately said as he rehearsed the words and acted like the brother in distress. "First father, and now Amar." With a satisfied smirk, Scar walked away from the jungle and ran towards the Pride Lands.