AN: Don't get too excited; just a short little epilogue. Did you figure it out before Emma did?

Epilogue

Three days later, and the ache had finally started to subside from Killian's arms. He and Emma walked toward the Rabbit Hole, intent on unwinding after a long day at the sheriff's station. Suddenly, Killian heard a familiar song.

"Bloody hell," he exclaimed, slowing. Emma looked at him strangely, then snapped her fingers.

"Lion King!"

"Finally got it, love? What gave it away?"

Stumbling out of the tavern's front door came Milton and Wilbur, arm in arm, singing at the top of their lungs.

"Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase…"

Killian had half a mind to do an about-face, but Emma grabbed his hand and pulled him forward.

"Hey, guys!" she called.

"Sheriff Swan! And Captain Hook, my old buddy. How ya been?"

They halted in front of the inebriated pair, with Emma grinning from ear to ear.

"Timon! And Pumbaa!" she said.

Milton did a little bow and Wilbur nodded his head enthusiastically.

"I can't believe I didn't recognize you guys earlier!"

With a shrug, Milton reassured her,

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Sheriff. I do miss the handsome fur coat from time to time, but I've been told I'm easily as attractive in this body. Just not nearly as recognizable."

Emma grinned. "What are you two up to tonight?"

"Oh, you can usually find us at one watering hole or another on a Friday night. We decided to give this one a try."

"But now we're off to rustle up some grub," Wilbur added.

"Don't worry, though; the rest of the gang is inside!" Milton turned his attention to Killian. "How are the old arms, bud?"

He motioned as if to clap Killian on the shoulder, but then glanced down at his hook and thought better of it. Killian pasted on his most fake smile.

"Good as new, mate."

"Glad to hear it."

"Wait," Emma interjected. "Didn't Simba and Nala have a cub at the end of the movie?"

"Kids are off at a slumber party tonight," Milton explained. "Mom and Dad have gotta get out once in awhile, you know?"

"Milton, I'm hungry!" whined Wilbur. Milton patted his friend's arm in acknowledgement.

"Well, see ya around!" he intoned brightly. Then they stumbled off together, starting the chorus all over again. Killian stepped between Emma and the door, wearing an appeasing smile.

"You know, Swan, I suddenly find myself quite exhausted after the day's patrolling. What say we find a more sedate establishment in which to spend the evening?"

With a sly smile, Emma replied,

"Come on, I have to see them now that I know who they really are!"

"They're just the same as they were before."

"Yeah, but I didn't know what to watch for before!" She grinned at him naughtily. "Come on. He's not gonna make you drop your pants in the middle of the bar."

"You can never be sure what a man will do under the influence of strong drink," Killian muttered darkly.

"We can just spy on them from the corner," she wheedled. Killian tilted his head.

"Please, love. Eavesdropping on innocent conversation is very bad form," he scoffed.

She seemed to give in then. "Oh, fine. But Storybrooke is pretty small. I doubt you'll be able to avoid them forever."

"I love a challenge." He turned to leave. "So… Tony's?"

Then he realized she was not beside him.

"Swan? Swan?"

AN: Lion King is my favorite Disney animated feature :) I also considered using characters from Lady and the Tramp, since they're canonically residents of Storybrooke, but in the end decided to go with my faves. Leo Taymor is Simba, Savannah is Nala, Percy is Zazu, Dr. Asante is Rafiki, Milton is Timon, and Wilbur is Pumbaa.

Also, fyi, I've been working on a much longer fic with a lot more real whump in it! I'm hoping to finish and publish before the end of the summer, so stay tuned!