Keep Calm and Join Team Loki: That was the desired effect. ;) I'm glad that you enjoyed the chapter!

Well, the time has come for another chapter! Huge thanks go to everybody who left a review for the last chapter. When finished reading, please do not forget to leave me a review! Well, I think that I have done enough blabbing, so without further ado, here is the next update!

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"In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight."

Food. That was the only thought that crossed Nala's mind as she heard the singing meerkat and warthog. She moved slightly, getting into pouncing position, the lush green bush rustling slightly to go along with her slight movements.

A few seconds passed, each of them feeling more like an hour to Nala. Then, with bursting speed, leaped out from the bush, her sharp fangs gleaming in the day's fading light.

The warthog, deceptively agile for his size, scurried deeper into the jungle while screaming. "She's going to eat me!"

Way to figure that out Sherlock.

The warthog managed to get himself stuck in a tree branch, and Nala walked up to him in glee. Then, to her complete surprise, a large male lion with a red mane dropped down from the trees, growling fiercely in defense of the warthog.

The blue-eyed lioness leaped at him and the two began to tussle on the ground, both of them roaring very fiercely. It was then when the annoying little meerkat decided to speak up again.

"The jugular! The jugular! Go for the jugular"

Nala rolled her eyes and continued to fight the young male. Eventually, she used her back paws to side under him and flip him over on to his back. She stepped on the ground and growled menacingly at his brown-red eyes, but she did not see fear in those eyes. No, she saw recognition.

"Nala?"

Nala's eyes widened in shock, and she stepped off of the male. Her eyes narrowed in deep suspicion. "Who are you?"

The male smiled. "It's me. Simba!"

Nala's eyes widened in shock. "Simba…"

She took a closer look at the young lion. His facial structure was similar to what she had remembered. His eye color, a deep brown-red, was EXACTLY the same as she had remembered from long ago. She concluded that yes, this was the real Simba.

The two lions began to prance around one another in glee.

"You…"

"How…"

"How did you?"

"Whadd'ya know, it is great to see you!"

The meerkat now appeared again, with the warthog from before padding along by his side. He held his hands out in shock and began to scream at the top of his lungs. "WHAT IS GOING ON?"

Simba laughed, his eyes sparkling with joy. "Timon, relax! This is Nala! She's my best friend!"

"FRIEND! FRIEND!" Timon face-palmed, and then shook his head, before speaking once again. "So let me get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she tried to eat him. AND EVERYONE IS OKAY WITH THIS!"

Nala rolled her eyes and then looked towards Pumbaa. "No hard feelings, right?"

Pumbaa shook his head. "None at all. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Nala smiled. "The pleasure is all mine." She then turned back to Simba. "Simba, you have to come back. You could be the king now!"

The young male recoiled slightly, a look of worry appearing on his face. "Nala, I don't want to."

The young lioness grimaced before turning to Timon and Pumbaa. "You two mind giving us some privacy?"

"Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of us! Right Simba?"

The red-maned lion scratched the back of his head. "Uh, I think you guys better go."

Timon shook his head in disgust. "Ugh, you think you know a guy."

The duo scurried deeper into the jungle, leaving the two lions behind. Nala then motioned for Simba to follow her. After an INCREDIDBLY romantic evening, Simba was lying at the base of a large palm tree, licking Nala's ears as she lay on top of him. It was then when she began to speak.

"Simba, you have to go back. We REALLY need you back home."

Simba looked down to the ground. "Nobody needs me."

"That's not true Simba. I need you."

"It does not matter. I'm not going back."

Nala stood up in anger. "So what happened in the jungle means nothing to you? You have no idea what I've been through!"

"You have no idea what I'VE been through!"

"I would if you would just tell me!"

Simba sighed. "I'm not going back. You don't need me to. The Pridelands are still lush-"

"That's what you think."

Simba gave her a puzzled expression, and Nala sighed. Her soft, melodic voice then began to ring out in song.

"The lands are barren and without appeal. I have some scars that just won't heal. You have no idea what he did to me!"

Simba gave her a sympathetic expression as he began to sing as well. "I would if you just told me!"

Nala gave him an angry glare. "You want to know so bad? Fine! I'll tell you!"

"He decided I would be his mate. Around me, he would just salivate. He forced me to bear his twin cubs. I named them after a bastard and a demon!"

Simba's eyes narrowed and he growled angrily. "How dare he! What morals have he? Nala, I am simply steaming!"

Nala shed a tear. "Simba, you could have killed your own father for all I care. I need you. More than I have ever needed anybody else at any time!"

Simba nodded. "I'll come back with you Nal'. I'll come back. I shall be the king, and you shall be the queen. Any trace of Scar will be wiped from this kingdom."

Nala smiled with sadistic glee. "My bastard and my demon will be no more."

"Indeed. Indeed."

Simba nuzzled Nala gently, as he realized what Scar had done to him as well as Nala, and she snuggled closely into him. Together, they decided to finish their song.

"The lands are barren and without appeal. I have some scars that just won't heal. You have no idea what he did to us!"

Well, I think that is all that I am going to write for now. Thanks to all who have read this chapter. Please do not forget to leave me a review! I will try to post the next update whenever I possibly can. Until then, I will see y'all later!