(A/N: Hmm...I hope you guys weren't too attached to the idea of Winda x Shemshi. Because, as you will see, that's not quite the case. We will learn more about Elvis, Shairi and Lenny in this chapter - so enjoy!

(A/N 2: For clarification purposes, because I know I've brought both up before without explaining them. The motor racing simulator thing I used in which I plugged each Siku Choka competitors name in has nothing to do with this story. All it did was make me think about how each competitor would react to a different kind of situation. However, the PowerPoint that I use to simulate what's going on in this story is what is driving the whole thing. I don't know how well it came out, but I have changed the cover of this story to that PowerPoint at a moment in time during this story. Each character is resembled by a white box on the oval, usually with the first letter of their name differentiating them from other boxes (the exceptions are when characters have the same first letter, such as Eboni's box is the number 1 and Elvis's box is the number 2). Character's boxes that are highlighted in yellow are asleep. Character's names that I highlighted in red are dead, and those highlighted in grey have been injured and are no longer a part of the game. Next to each character's name is the amount of points they have. The tan box on the track is the antelope, the black one is the zebra and the brown one is the buffalo. As you can tell from the image at the particular time I took it, each competitor is lined up in ambush on the frontstretch. The names on the outside of the track indicate where that competitor's pride is sleeping. The black line running across the frontstretch is the starting line. Each competitor gets 1 point when they cross it. If you have any other questions about this PowerPoint/image, let me know!)

Nala's team was the first lined up in ambush. Since they had control of the track, they decided to play tic-tac-toe. Elvis went for the new buffalo that had just been released, logging him ten more points. Nala went for the next one. Now, it was just Lenny left.

Lenny gulped. He knew he wasn't any good at hunting these things. He knew, as well, that they could be very dangerous. Yet the antelope and zebra were currently pacing the circuit in a very nonchalant manner, and currently it seemed that they would both be enjoying their lives for quite a while longer.

Lenny began to move out towards the buffalo.

However, it was then that, out of the blue, the zebra and the antelope had a new challenger.

Simba was running around the circuit as fast as his legs could carry him. He had been the last lion lined up in ambush and, consequently, he had known that he wasn't in the best position on the circuit if he wanted to get some questions answered.

He wanted to speak to Eboni, but, most importantly, he also wanted to speak to Nala. He could have easily turned around and walked back on the circuit to get to her, but that would have disqualified him from the event and made Elvis suspicious about how much Simba had known. There was also the possibility that Juveda could be lying about the whole thing. Simba needed to learn more information; it was too early to start jumping to conclusions now. It was best, for now, if he at least stayed in the game.

Simba had closed in on the antelope and zebra but yet had no intentions of going after them. Yet the two pieces of prey had broken out into a run, and they were all making their way around the circuit at a very fast pace. It was at that moment that Simba began to catch on to a few of the track worker's expressions. Many of them were slightly confused as to why Simba was running without any intention of bringing down these two easy pieces of prey.

What if Elvis is thinking the same? Simba thought. Not wanting to arouse any suspicion, Simba jumped up onto the zebra's back and brought it down for ten points. The crowd cheered.

Meanwhile, Lenny had now finally fully left his post and was beginning to size the buffalo up.

The track workers got the message that Simba had just brought the zebra down, and so a new zebra was released.

"Ooh, a zebra!" exclaimed Lenny, taking his eyes off the buffalo.

Lenny waited for the zebra to go by him and then brought that down, while Elvis chased the buffalo on down the straight until it had passed Bilauri's team. Elvis brought the buffalo down and scored ten points, but he was now far away from the prey-release point. Still, he lined back up in ambush.

Lenny and Nala still had control of the track, and now a new zebra and buffalo were on their way.

"Go for the zebra, Lenny. I'll get the buffalo," said Nala.

Lenny nodded in agreement and then they began their respective chases.

The buffalo on track was a bit larger than usual, and so Nala spent a bit of extra time trying to size it up. Lenny, however, was quick on the zebra's hind heels and was soon setting himself up for the pounce. However, Shemshi ran out from his ambushing post and timed his attack to perfection, elegantly snatching the zebra and the ten points away from Lenny.

Nala had no such challenge for the buffalo and, though it may have taken her a little while longer than usual, she ended up taking the ten points for it. Bilauri was now the first competitor lined up in ambush.

The new zebra and buffalo were taking their time to walk down the straight. By the time they made their ways up to Bilauri, Simba was already running out of the final turn.

"If he pulls this off, it's going to be one of the best-timed attacks in Siku Choka history," Elvis commented to Nala.

Nala didn't reply; she just kept her eyes affixed on the action. Was her husband really this smart?

Bilauri had half an eye on the zebra and buffalo, which were both right now making their ways on by her, and half an eye on Simba, trying to see when he would arrive in her proximity. She was trying to determine if she had enough time to make an attack in which the odds would be calculated in her favor. The buffalo finally took a step on by her, but Bilauri took one last glance at Simba and determined that, no, the lion king was too close. The chase would not be worth it. She might as well wait for him to make the kills and then she could get the newly released pieces of prey without any challengers.

However, to herself and everyone else's astonishment, Simba did not go after the buffalo. Nor did he go after the zebra. Instead, panting out of exhaustion, he slowed down to a walk and made his way up to Bilauri.

"Bilauri—" he choked, "—I must know…who died in Siku Choka 26? And how?"

Bilauri was completely bewildered. She did a double-take between Simba and the twenty points that both she and him had just lost out on. The zebra had now walked on by Lenny and he had gone and killed it. The buffalo had now walked on by Shemshi and he had gone and killed it.

Bilauri was enraged.

"You realize you just cost both of us twenty points?" she asked him.

"Bilauri, my question's more important!" Simba snapped back. "Tell me!"

"Laini, Hifadhi and Feruzi. They were all rookies. None of them knew what they were doing."

"Did someone hurt them?"

"No, they all did it solo. Laini went for a buffalo that tossed him off, Feruzi tripped over a dead zebra carcass that hadn't been recovered and Hifadhi got beaten up by a zebra that he'd fallen off of."

"No murder?"

"No," replied Bilauri again, agitated. "What is this about? Seriously, I already have to put up with my two love-crossed teammates. I don't need you making things more complicated too."

Simba groaned. Bilauri was of no use to him. He moved on by her and made his way up to the sleeping Winda. He shook her gently by the shoulder.

"Winda," he called. "Winda, wake up. I need to ask you something."

Winda groaned and looked up above her. She was surprised, to put it mildly, to see Simba's face right above her, obscuring her vision from anything else.

"Hey, who did this to you?" asked Simba, pointing down at her shoulder wound.

Winda was still waking up, and thus it took her a couple of seconds to realize what Simba was pointing at.

"Does it matter?" Winda asked back. "It's not hurting me any."

"Who did it?" Simba asked again. "You were in a fight with Bilauri and Elvis. Was it one of them?"

"I don't know," Winda moaned. "Everything happened so fast. Seriously, King Simba, I'm tired. Mind if you let me sleep?"

"Look…I think a lion out here tried to kill your boyfriend earlier," Simba stated, trying to get her to cooperate.

"Doubt it," Winda replied, smiling. "I don't have a boyfriend."

"W—well…" Simba stuttered. Yeah, he'd jumped to that conclusion too quickly. "…well, I think someone tried to hurt Shemshi."

Winda laughed. "I'm in love with Shemshi, huh? Who came up with that one? Sure, I hang around him a lot. But we're just good friends. We're from neighboring prides, that's all."

"Winda, answer the question please."

"I did. And I told you, I don't know. And it seems you think it was either Bilauri or Elvis, most likely Elvis because you've been hanging around with Bilauri all day. And, most likely, you're talking about the time that Elvis wounded that buffalo that Shemshi was on. Yeah, that was stupid. But hey, Elvis is a second-year competitor and this is a dangerous game. Lions like that are bound to make mistakes. Don't fret, seriously. Now can I get some sleep, please?"

Simba groaned and began to move back on down the track.

Eboni was next.

Good, thought Simba, this should help me answer a lot of questions.

"Eboni," he called. "Who told you that Peponi had died?"

"Elvis," Eboni replied, "why's that so important?"

"Well…what if Elvis was lying?" Simba proposed. "What if he was also awake? I mean, he had to find out that Peponi was dead somehow."

"He asked a track worker," Eboni replied. "I know, he told me. Unfortunately the track workers have a very confined vision of what's going on. All they could tell him was that it had something to do with a wounded buffalo."

Yeah, Simba thought, and guess who wounded that buffalo.

Still, he didn't go mentioning that to Eboni. There was still much more he needed to find out. Right now, it was just as likely Elvis as it was Juveda. At least as far as Eboni was concerned.

"Okay, thank you," Simba replied, moving on.

Nala's team was the next group lined up in ambush. He would need to find a way to pry Nala away from the rest of them.

Elvis and the others could see Simba coming.

"Ah'm having a li'l difficulty trying to figure out your husband's strategy, Ma—Nala," said Elvis.

"He probably doesn't have one," Nala replied. "I have no idea what he's doing. He's never spoke to Winda before and he's using up a lot of precious track by walking down here."

"Ah'm thinking that maybe he wants to speak to you," Elvis suggested.

"Perhaps," was Nala's reply.

Simba finally made his way up to the group.

"Nala," he called, "can I have a word with you in private?" he asked.

"Sure," Nala replied.

Five paces oughta do.

Nala took five paces down the track, away from Lenny and Elvis, and then stopped.

"Nala, more private than that," said Simba, suggesting that they should take a few more steps.

Nala shook her head. "I'm not using up that much track," she replied.

"I'm afraid, in the long run, it's probably for the best that you do," Simba replied.

"If I do, will you explain to me what's going on?"

"That's what I'm here for."

Nala sighed and gave in. Hesitantly, she took about five more paces with her mate. Now, they were a comfortable distance away from Lenny and Elvis.

"Nala," Simba hissed, "tell me everything that happened when you got injured by that zebra earlier. I need you to remember as much as you possibly can."

Nala was taken aback by her mate's sudden aggressiveness, but her zebra injury earlier had been a serious one, so she couldn't blame him for taking it as such.

"Um…well…we were all in a group on the frontstretch," Nala recalled. She closed her eyes, trying to pull up a more vivid memory. "Winda was the first to start the chase, as she usually is. Speed is her strong point, you know? Pretty much every competitor was in that chase. I think we were all agreed to wait for the buffalo after it was done, so I was extra determined to get the zebra. I caught up with it and I saw that it was wounded…"

"Who wounded it?"

Nala opened her eyes. "Now how am I supposed to know that?" she snapped.

"Well had anyone made an early move?"

"Well if it was, it was probably a male," Nala concluded. "Because whoever it was, they weren't there by the time I made my way up to it. If it had been a female, they would've been more likely to maintain their speed and bring it down before I could catch it." Nala shrugged. "Does this mean anything?" she asked.

"That's enough," Simba admitted. "Now, go on. How did you fail?" he asked. "What caused you to get injured?"

"I—I—" Nala stammered, trying to remember. Her eyes grew. "I got tagged," she recalled. She met Simba's gaze. "Simba, you're a genius! I'd never even thought about it. I was so concerned about my recovery that I never even realized that someone had tried to hurt me! You think you know who?"

"Uh-huh-huh," replied Simba, in a deep voice.

Nala frowned. She could tell who Simba was getting at, but she didn't quite believe him.

"The same lion who hurt Linda, the same lion who chased the prey into Tumaini, the same lion who told Eboni that Juveda was the only one awake when Peponi had got killed. How do you think he found out? And, the same lion who ran by the buffalo when Tonka was on it, causing the buffalo to freak out and buck Tonka off." Simba sat down and continued. "The same lion who attacked a buffalo when Shemshi was on it. The same lion who was in a fight with Winda earlier, need I go on?"

Nala was a little uncertain of how to best respond to Simba's theory, so she just gave him her true thoughts straight up.

"Simba, I know you don't like Elvis, b—but he's been a good teammate to me. To us, both myself and Lenny. It's wrong to go around accusing someone of being a murderer when half of those things you just mentioned could've been coincidences."

Simba face palmed himself. "I knew you'd say something like that," he said. "He's not the real Elvis, Nal'. Has he even sung for you?"

"What's that got to do with anything?" Nala asked. "Who told you all this? Or did you figure it all out yourself?"

"No," Simba confessed, "Juveda told me."

"Oh, well that explains everything," Nala replied. "What are you doing listening to Juveda?"

"Just because we don't like her, doesn't mean we can shoot down what she says."

"No, but we can be more skeptical," Nala reasoned. "Tell you what, I'll keep an eye out on Elvis from now on. Thanks for your concern, love, but I think Elvis is a good teammate for me. But I'll watch him, don't worry."

"You'd better," Simba replied. He could that he couldn't do much more convincing. Nala was as skeptical as she was going to get. So, he turned around and made his way back over to Shairi.

"Everything alright, bud?" asked Shemshi, as Simba walked on by him.

"Yeah," Simba lied. "Elvis attacked a buffalo from under you earlier, right?" Simba asked, figuring he might as well do some fact-checking while he was at it.

"Yes sir, he did," Shemshi replied. "Rotten scumbag, to be playing like that if you ask me. Took half the competitors to bring that buffalo down, remember?"

Simba paused. He had gotten so used to being shot down this lap. He was actually kind of surprised to have someone agree with him.

"Oh…so…eh…you don't like him either?"

"Course not," Shemshi replied. "I try my best to play clean out here, yet him, Juveda and Eboni all seem to be playing a bit rough. Can't blame Eboni though, she's trying to beat Guvu for the win. Also can't blame Juveda, she's just depressed. But I don't know what Elvis's problem is."

Suddenly, the crowd's cheers picked up. The new buffalo and zebra had now finally passed on by Bilauri. She'd gone on to chase the zebra, while the buffalo began to run but then was quickly brought down by Eboni, who'd been waiting in ambush. Bilauri got the zebra, and a new buffalo and zebra were released. Simba determined he'd better get lined back up in ambush.

"Well, thanks Shemshi," he replied, "it's nice to know that someone agrees with me."

Simba finished up the rest of his lap and lined back up next to Shairi.

Shairi swished her tail around impatiently.

"So…"

Simba looked over at her.

"…did you get Juveda to join our team?"

Simba sighed. "Sorry Shairi, I forgot," he replied, looking back over at the sleeping Juveda. "I'll ask her again later, I had some more important matters to attend to."

"Mind telling me what such matters were?" Shairi asked back. "I've been standing here for a good ten minutes on my own, trying to figure out why my teammate just took off and logged a lap without me."

"I have reason to believe that Elvis is the new Wamariri," Simba stated.

Shairi's reaction was exactly what Simba had grown used to. She was half shocked, but hidden behind it was a lot of skepticism.

"Simba, you have to have a lot of proof before you go around accusing a Siku Choka competitor of being a murderer," Shairi reasoned. "You haven't been telling anyone that, have you?"

"Just Nala," Simba replied. "And I think Shemshi's kind of figured it out for himself."

"Shemshi?" Shairi asked, even more surprised.

"Yes," Simba replied. "Shemshi. That lion just over there. The one from your neighboring pride. Him. Shemshi."

"I know who Shemshi is, Simba," Shairi said back. "I just wouldn't have expected him to have come to the same conclusion. I know him, he has his head screwed on right. If he believes it, then maybe there is some credibility to your argument, after all."

"Thank you," Simba replied. "That makes two who believe me. Everyone else has been shooting me down. Even your sister hates me now, I think. But I guess that's because I called Shemshi her boyfriend."

Shairi laughed. "Ah, that's pretty close to the truth," she replied.

"No it isn't," said Simba. "Winda said there was nothing between her and Shemshi at all."

Shairi raised an eyebrow. "Really?" she asked. "I find that hard to believe."

"Well they could just be friends. I think you're seeing a relationship where there isn't one, Shairi."

"Oh, like you can blame me," Shairi retorted. "I mean, you've been watching Elvis and Nala like a hawk, all game."

"Well that's different. I'm in love with Na…"

Simba stopped. Shairi took that as her key to continue.

"I mean, take, for example, the time about two hours ago, when Elvis began hunting that buffalo on the frontstretch and…eh…Simba…why are you smiling at me like that?"

Shairi had interjected Simba when he had stopped talking. Mistake being: she had never checked to see why Simba had stopped talking. But reality was sinking in now…that wide grin could only mean one thing. He had figured her out.

"You have a crush on Shemshi, don't you Shairi?"

Shairi chuckled nervously. "I…eh…I have a thing for him," Shairi admitted. "We're good friends, let's put it that way. But, seriously, right now we're kind of in this game called the Siku Choka…and, eh, relationships aren't the best of things to be talking about right now. So can we hold off on this conversation for later? I think the prey's here."

"Ah think you should go for this zebra, Lenny," Elvis suggested.

"But Bilauri's going to go for it."

"Ah don't think that should be a problem. You're faster than her."

"Are you sure?"

Elvis shrugged. "Only one way to find out."

Well, he had a point there. Lenny crouched down.

"Okay." He took a deep breath. "Here goes."

The zebra walked on by Bilauri and she gave chase. Lenny joined in too. He never stood a chance. Bilauri proved to be a much faster runner than Lenny and she easily snagged the ten points away from him. Behind them, Eboni had run out and began to tackle the buffalo.

The lioness easily made it up onto his back, but, yet again, the track workers had released a fairly large buffalo out onto the circuit, and it was putting up a strong fight against her. Guvu saw that Eboni was struggling and he sensed an opportunity.

The two-time champion ran out from his ambushing post to join Eboni in the hunt. However, he was unwilling to make a move unless he knew that Eboni would be safe. Since the buffalo was beginning to buck, he knew that time wouldn't be now.

Eboni had her jaw tightly clamped on the back of the buffalo's neck, yet the buffalo continued to buck. Deep down, Eboni was scared, but she knew that if she just kept a hold of nape of the buffalo's neck for just a bit longer, she would succeed.

Finally the buffalo could take no more, and it collapsed to the ground with Eboni ten points richer, and Guvu left to run on by with nothing.

Elvis made his way up to Nala.

"Ah told Lenny to go for that zebra, Ma'am," he confessed. "I'd rather him be waiting on us than the other way around."

"So you just let him give up ten points by telling him he was faster than Bilauri?" Nala asked back. "I agree that I don't think he will win, Elvis, but he's still a part of our team. We should let him have a fair shot."

"Now ah didn't know that he wasn't faster than Bilauri, Ma'am," Elvis pointed out. "But now that we've tested it, he shouldn't go racing against her again."

"True," Nala admitted.

Time for a change of subject.

"Elvis…forgive me for asking…but…do you sing?" she asked.

"When no other lion understands me,

"When everything I do is wrong,

"You give me hope and consolation,

"You give me strength to carry on…"

With every line, Elvis was closing in on Nala. Nala finally chuckled and pushed him back away, checking down the track to make sure Simba hadn't seen.

"Okay, well I guess that answers that," she stated, smiling.

Well…Simba was wrong about something, she thought.

Simba, meanwhile, had begun a lap around the track with Shairi. Guvu, Eboni and Bilauri had now all broken out into the run too.

Nala's team and Shemshi were now the only lions left lined up in ambush. A zebra and a buffalo were heading their way.

"We should probably log a lap around the track after this," Nala suggested. "I'll go for the buffalo if you want to go for the zebra."

"Uh-huh, that sounds good to me," Elvis replied. He raised his voice a little and looked over towards Lenny. "Hey eh, Lenny!" he called. "Ah think it's a good idea if we run around the track after these two pieces of prey. If you want tah start running now, Nala and I will catch up."

The prey was here now, and Nala was already crouched down. Elvis crouched down too.

"Good luck Ma'am," he said.

"Good luck," Nala replied.

The prey walked on by and the two lions moved out.

Nala had timed it perfectly, and she was on the buffalo's hind legs almost immediately. She didn't waste any time in pouncing either. Finally, the normal-sized buffalos had returned to the track, helping Nala score a quick ten points.

Elvis hadn't timed his zebra attack as much to perfection, but it was still inevitable that these ten points would become his. He was closing in on the zebra's heels when, suddenly, all those hopes of ten easy points vanished. Lenny ran out of ambush and took the zebra down for himself.

Elvis stopped dead in his tracks. He'd never even thought that Lenny would've been a threat.

Lenny looked up from his kill, merrily. "I'm here to score points too," he said. And with that, he led the rest of the team into a run around the track.

A while passed before any more points were scored. The zebra and the buffalo were walking unchallenged down the frontstretch as every competitor but Shemshi had gone on to log another lap. Meanwhile, the antelope was calmly making his way out of the final turn.

However, everything had just gotten very quiet.

Too quiet.

The antelope kept on walking, but he was beginning to get a bit nervous. He looked around to the left. Jackals, cheetahs, lions and ostriches were all standing on a giant grassy plain right next to the dirt oval he was on, yet none of them seemed intent on making a move. He looked over to the right. Elephants, giraffes, hippos and more lions were sitting on hills far above him, yet none of them seemed to want to go after him either.

The antelope kept on walking nervously, but he couldn't help but feel a little bit weary. Finally, he checked over his shoulder.

Five lions, named Bilauri, Eboni, Guvu, Shairi and Simba, had all been stalking him silently for a while now. The crowd had done a good job at being quiet for them, and now all of them were right now on the antelope's heels.

The antelope began to run, but he knew he didn't stand a chance.

The question that the spectators had though, was who would be the one that would kill him?

Eboni was leading the pack with Simba and Bilauri hot on her heels. It was beginning to look as if this antelope would go to Eboni, so Bilauri began to slow up.

Simba felt a burst of energy shoot through him as he realized he was now second in chase. He looked around for any hazards just to make sure he hadn't missed anything, but all he could see was the prey-re…

The prey-release point!

Simba came to a sudden halt, forcing Guvu and Shairi to have to run around him.

"Shairi, wait!" Simba called.

Shairi stopped too and looked back. Bilauri, Eboni and Guvu were now all far in front of them, though Bilauri had lined up in ambush at the prey-release point.

"What's the matter?" she called back.

"We were about to pass the prey-release point."

"I know," Shairi replied. "I was about to give-in too. I was going to line up in ambush next to Bilauri."

"All three pieces of prey are about to come down at the same time," Simba commented. The zebra and the buffalo were just about to walk on by Shemshi, while the antelope already had Eboni on its back. "Bilauri's going to go for one and the other two will come down somehow too."

"I know," Shairi replied. "What's the point you're getting at, Simba?"

"Well, what if Bilauri has a bad hunt? Look at Eboni and Guvu, now…they're far on down the track. We'll have the whole track in our control, all three pieces of prey going to us."

Shairi looked farther up the track, to where all the action was going on. A new antelope and buffalo had just been released, but Bilauri seemed intent on waiting for the zebra. When it would be released, Bilauri would chase it far on down the track. The antelope and buffalo would also panic and would run into the clutches of Guvu and Eboni who, like Simba had pointed out, had also both used up a lot of track in their hunt.

"This could work…" Shairi admitted. "We'd have to have a lot of luck on our side though."

"I think anyone has to have luck on their side," Simba reasoned, "if they're going to win the Siku Choka."

Shemshi caught the zebra and began to run around the track. A new zebra was released and Bilauri went for it. Unfortunately, for Simba and Shairi, it seemed that Bilauri had timed her attack to perfection, and she was right on the zebra's hind heels.

If Bilauri was successful in her hunt, Simba and Shairi would still have control of the track…but not for long. They would soon be forced to line up behind Bilauri in ambush.

Bilauri jumped up onto the zebra's back and bit down hard onto its neck.

Simba groaned. "I'm sorry Shairi," he commented. "It was worth a shot."

"Don't worry Simba, it—oh!" exclaimed Shairi, watching Bilauri's hunt.

It hadn't been raining for a long time, but the track still had its damp patches. The zebra had just found one, and, when it had, its front legs had quickly gave in and it had fallen over frontwards. Bilauri was thrown over the zebra's head and was face planted into the track below.

The zebra got back up off of the ground but was already beginning to suffer severe blood loss. It quickly fainted back down onto the floor below, and the track workers ran out to investigate.

Bilauri was back up onto her feet too, but she was winded and was having difficulty seeing. Her head was in pain and blood was pouring out from her nose. She knew she would live but she was in no condition to be hunting right now. She made her way over to the outside of the track, with the intention of fixing herself up as good as she could in as little time as possible.

Eboni and Guvu, with Eboni now being the point's leader again, were both still waiting in ambush for the antelope and buffalo. The two pieces of prey walked on by and the two leaders made short work of them, with Eboni getting the antelope and Guvu getting the buffalo.

A new antelope, zebra and buffalo were released while Bilauri lied down to get some rest. She was having difficulty making decisions, yet it seemed her nosebleed wasn't going to get much worse. If she just slept it out for a few minutes, she would recover.

For about 400 yards, the track now belonged to Shairi and Simba.

The two both exchanged glances, and smiled.

"One rule," said Shairi, holding up a finger for emphasis. "Never go for the last piece of prey," she stated. "Other than that, have fun."

(A/N: "You like krabby patties, don't you Squidward." I'll admit that that Spongebob quote kind of influenced Simba's "you have a crush on Shemshi, don't you Shairi?" I don't know how easy Simba's reasoning came out, so I'll explain it a bit here. Simba is jealous of Elvis because he is hanging around the one he loves (Nala) all the time. He sees a relationship between them when there really isn't one. Shairi saw a relationship between Shemshi and Winda when there really isn't one, so Simba concluded, correctly, that Shairi has a thing for Shemshi. If this is still confusing let me know and I'll try and work on it a bit more next chapter.)