Here's a fic for any of you who are interested in such things. And it's going to be about Simba! Yeah, my first fic starring Simba. Kinda strange for me, I know. But you can't not love Simba.

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Simba's POV

"Erm….. excuse me, did you say your name was Taka?"

"Yup!" Replied Taka, who was beaming at Simba. Simba cocked an eyebrow.

"Umm…. you do know what that name means, right?" Asked Simba.

"Nope!"

Simba stared at the orange cub, who hadn't stopped smiling.

"Okay then…. can you tell me where we are?" He asked.

"We're at a rock!" Replied Taka, as he turned around, and jumped onto a boulder. Simba looked up at him, thoroughly confused.

"Right, I get that we're at a rock, but uh… perhaps you could tell me where this rock is?" He said, as he jumped up onto the boulder next to the orange cub.

"It's in a field!" Answered Taka. Simba looked strangely at Taka. He looked serious enough, but he had to be pulling his leg at this point.

"Well…. where's the field at?" He asked.

"It's in… The Pridelands." Said Taka, as he looked around proudly.

"Really? We're in the Pridelands?" Said Simba as his interest sparked, and his gaze swept the area, searching for a familiar landmark. They were in a dip, surrounded by hills. If Pride Rock was here, it wasn't visible.

"Yup! It's my home!" Replied Taka, who still beamed at Simba.

"Your home, huh? Do you live at Pride Rock?" Inquired Simba. Taka did not look familiar, he was certain he had never seen this lion before in his life. Therefore, wherever Rafiki had sent him, it had to be sometime in the past. And Taka seemed friendly enough too, a very happy cub. He could befriend him easily.

"I do live at Pride Rock! With my mom, dad, and my brother! I like my family. Well, most of the time, anyways. I like them most of the time." Said Taka.

"That's good." Replied Simba, unsure of what else he could say.

The two of them sat in silence for a while.

"Umm….. could I ask you a question?" Said Taka, suddenly.

"Sure." Replied Simba.

"Could you be… my friend?" Asked Taka, looking hopeful.

"Oh… uhhh….. sure?" Replied Simba, smiling awkwardly.

"Yes!" Exclaimed Taka, as he jumped up into the air to celebrate. He pranced around on top of the rock, skipping to and fro around Simba. Simba, on the other hand, was rather taken aback. What was so great to this cub about making a new friend? Simba liked having friends too but not…. this much.

"What are you so excited about?" He asked, as Taka bounded back and forth on their boulder. He stopped in front of Simba to answer him.

"Well, I just made a friend!" He exclaimed, smiling broadly.

"Right, right, I get that that's good, but why is it so important for you?" Asked Simba.

"My mom told me that friends are important! And she told me I should make some! And so… now I made a friend!" Replied Taka, grinning happily.

"Your mom told you that? Do you… uh….. not have any other friends? Aren't there more cubs at Pride Rock?" Said Simba, an eyebrow raised.

"There's more cubs! There's my brother Muffy, there's Fina, there's Sara… Sara… something. Hmm. I can't remember the rest of her name. Sara. I'll just call her Sara! And there's three other cubs too. Six others! I counted." Taka said proudly.

"Well… aren't they your friends?"

"Nope!"

"Uh…. why not?" Asked Simba.

"Oh…. umm…. well… you see…." Taka looked down at the ground shyly. "I'm not supposed to play with them….. or talk to them…. Or be close to them… or things like that."

"What?" Exclaimed Simba. "You aren't allowed to play with the other cubs? Why not?"

"My dad doesn't let me. I don't know why. He lets my brother Muffy play with the other cubs… but not me. I think that…. I think my dad doesn't like me." He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper for the last bit.

"But…. what reason would he have to keep you from playing with other cubs?" Asked Simba, feeling affronted at this unfortunate cub's restriction.

"I don't know. But my mom doesn't like it. I've heard her arguing with my dad about it. But he still doesn't let me play. And once, When I tried to go to the cubs, as I saw them playing, Ahadi stopped me." Taka paused, as he made a strange face. "My dad's scary when he's mad." He said.

"Did he punish you?" Asked Simba.

"No, he just glared at me until I left. But if I do it again, I think he will. Like I said, he's scaaary." Said Taka, emphasizing the scariness.

"Well, at least he didn't punish you." Said Simba.

"Yeah! My mom tells me to count my blessings. And now… you're one of them!" Exclaimed Taka, smiling again. Simba raised an eyebrow. It didn't take much to put this cub into a good mood. Well, he supposed that was good, especially if he was being deprived of friends. He felt sorry for Taka.

"So. I guess I'm your friend. What are you doing here, anyways?" Asked Simba.

"I'm waiting." Replied Taka curtly.

"Waiting for what?"

"For Fina to get here!"

Simba waited for Taka to elaborate.

When he did not, Simba sighed, a little exasperated at Taka's apparent oblivious attitude. Taka may be optimistic, but perhaps he was too happy all the time to care about certain things. Which was strange that he was so happy, if his father was as heartless as he made him out to be.

"Who's Fina?" He asked.

"I think Fina is just her nickname. But everyone calls her that, so I'm not sure. Even her mom calls her that. But anyways, she's one of the other cubs!" Said Taka.

"She's one of the other cubs? I thought you weren't allowed to play with them?"

"I'm not. But my mom thinks I should. And she talked to some of the other cubs moms, and they agreed with her. And Fina's mom said that she would tell her daughter to meet me here! And then!... and then… we could play….." Taka said this with a sort of dreamy look, he was very much looking forward to…. to a simple playtime.

"Have you met this Fina before?" Asked Simba.

"Nope! I haven't met any of the other cubs. My mom tells me to go exploring if I got bored. I've explored the Pridelands a lot! I've even seen the Elephant Graveyard! I didn't go into it of course. It's scary. But if I'm not exploring, I'm with the other cub's moms. I play with the lionesses, but that gets boring sometimes."

"So you're simply starved of playtime." Remarked Simba.

"I guess so!" Replied Taka, smiling. Simba looked at him strangely.

There was something wrong with this cub.

No matter.

"So when is this Fina supposed to get here?" Asked Simba, as he jumped back onto Taka's rock.

"My mom said she would be here at noon. She said that was a good time." Replied the orange cub. Simba looked up at the sky. The sun was nowhere near the peak, it had to be a couple hours past noon.

"How long have you been waiting here?"

"A few hours." He replied.

"Are you sure she's coming?" Asked Simba.

"Yup! My mom said she would. She's probably just late." Said Taka, as he looked around.

"Uh….. I hate to burst your bubble Taka, but I don't think she's coming if she isn't here yet." Said Simba.

"She'll be here." Responded Taka, sitting down on the stone.

"Are you sure?"

"Yup! There's nothing wrong with waiting." Said Taka, smiling.

"How long are you going to wait?"

"Until she gets here. Duh." Replied Taka.

"Okay…." Simba sat down next to Taka.

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"There she is!" Exclaimed Taka. It was now in the evening, and their shadows were long, stretched by the lowering sun. A cooling breeze sifted through their fur.

"Where!" Replied Simba, looking around.

"Over there." Taka pointed to one of the hills, where a sprightly young female cub was running to them.

"Oh. She actually….. came." Muttered Simba. He was sure Taka had false hope, but it seemed he was actually right. Huh. What do you know.

"Fina! Fina, we're here!" He called, jumping up and down. The cub paused, and then resumed running towards them. After a few seconds, she trotted up to them, smiling.

"Hello." She said

"Hi!" Said Taka.

"Are you Taka?" She asked, pointing at his orange fur.

"Yup! And you're Fina, right?" Asked Taka, jumping down to meet her.

"Yeah, I'm Fina. But my full name is Sarafina."

"Sarafina, huh?" Said Simba, as he jumped down to the cubs. "I know a lioness called Sarafina."

"Who are you?" Asked Sarafina, turning to Simba.

"He's my friend!" Said Taka. "I just met him!"

"Where are you from?" Asked Sarafina, looking at Simba. Simba froze, and drew a blank. Where would he say he was from? Uh….

"I'm uh…. I'm from a Pride. Down… south." Stuttered Simba.

"How did you get here then?" Asked Sarafina.

"I walked." Said Simba, trying to smile.

"Okay…. I guess that would be true. Anyways, Taka, I'm here like my mom told me. She said you wanted to play?"

"Play? Yes! Yes I want to play!" Taka looked extremely excited. "Yes yes yes! I can't believe I'm going to play with the first cubs ever, that aren't my brother!" He exclaimed.

As Taka pranced, Sarafina leaned in to Simba.

"He's excited." She muttered

"He's waited a while for playtime." Whispered Simba.

"Anyways, sorry I'm late. I was too busy playing with my friend, Sarabi." She said, grinning as she ashamedly rubbed the back of her head with her paw.

"Your friend's name is Sarabi?" Asked Simba.

"Yup. She's my best friend." Replied Sarafina.

"Oh… well that's quite the coincidence. I also know a lioness called Sarabi." Said Simba. Wow. Whenever he was, it seemed that certain names were still common. It was very rather intriguing.

"Do you? That's weird." Replied Sarabi, grinning.

"I suppose it is." Said Simba, smiling back. Just then, Taka finished his joyous prancing, and bounded back to them.

"Are we going to play then?" He asked.

"Uh…. sure. But shouldn't we get to know each other, considering we...well…. just met?" Asked Sarafina.

"Oh, right. Let's do that!" Said Taka, exuberant.

"Shall I go first?" Asked Sarafina.

"Sure." Said Simba, gesturing for her to go.

"Okay. Well, my name is Sarafina, and I'm here because my mom told me you really needed a playmate." She pointed at Taka. "And so I'm here, and I guess….. now we're playmates. My best friend is Sarabi, and my mom's name is Mwanga. Uh… yup. That's it." She said, finishing off.

Simba was glad that Sarafina was easy going. She had just showed up to play with a cub she had never met before, and she was already working on becoming his friend simply because her mom told her to become friends with Taka. If he knew this Sarafina in his actual life, he was sure he would have liked him.

"Now I'll go!" Said Taka, his eyes practically bulging out of his head in excitement. "Well, my name is Taka, and I'm here to play! And now I have two playmates! And my brother is Muffy, and my dad is Ahadi, and my mom is Uru." He said.

Simba frowned.

"Did you say your dad's name was Ahadi?" He asked, trying to remember something.

"Yup!"

A weird feeling suddenly emerged in Simba's chest. The feeling of…. That he was missing something, something important. What was he missing? What was he missing?...

Grandfather Ahadi…

Simba's eyes widened. That….. that wasn't possible, he didn't know either Taka or Sarafina….

Sarafina….

Sarabi….

Taka's brother's nickname was muffy.

Muffy.

Muffy was short for…. what?

Oh, god…..

"Taka?..." Asked Simba, his smile completely gone.

"Yeah?" Replied Taka.

"What's your brother's… actual name?" He asked, his eyes wide. Taka beamed, his smile wide.

"Oh, uh….. it's Mufasa!"

Taka grinned.

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What's Simba going to think of happy, bubbly Taka being mean old Scar?

He's going to have to take some time to get used to it, that's for sure.

Well, if you liked it, leave a review! It's a fanfiction crime to be following a story but not review, you know. Cya next time!