Just so readers know: yes, there is going to be humor in this story, but it'll be sporadic.

Chapter Two:

Exploration

After Gurgi drank some water from the watering hole – he didn't know how long he would last without it – he followed Kovu through the savannah. Kovu did a fine job explaining to Gurgi the many perks of the Pridelands. Eventually, Gurgi needed another drink of water.

"Gurgi is too hot! The sun burns!" Gurgi cried his heart out. He complained, "Oh, the heat!"

"Gurgi, I'm covered in fur too," said Kovu, "It'll take some getting used to."

"But the heat burns Gurgi," said Gurgi. He then looked at his fur and understood. "Oh, Gurgi should be fine… at least for a while. How come you can stand the heat and your fur is dark?"

Kovu thought for a few moments. "I never thought of that question before."

"Oh look, a river," said Gurgi, charging towards a nearby river.

Kovu chased after the furry grey-and-white creature, with brown hands and feet. By the time he found Gurgi, who was drinking gulps in the river, Kovu announced, "Gurgi, that river's populated by crocodiles! Get out of there!"

Gurgi asked, "What crocodiles?" His question was answered when a huge crocodile rose from the river. Gurgi held onto the crocodile's mouth, which gaped a hungry smile at him. Gurgi smiled back, nervously. "Oh, oh, HELP!"

Kovu thought for a quick moment, "Oh, what to do?" By the second yelp, Kovu dived into the river after the creature.

Kovu found Gurgi curled up in front of a stick. Just as Kovu reached Gurgi, a crocodile charged towards them. Kovu and Gurgi moved away from the stick as the crocodile chomped into it. Another crocodile charged towards the two. Kovu whacked at the crocodile with his paw. Before he thought he won the battle, another crocodile launched itself into the air after the dark furred lion. Gurgi, after a flighty run across the water – which made him giggle giddily, arrived back on shore. Kovu followed, landing face-first on shore. The two watched the crocodiles as they migrated back into the river.

Gurgi chuckled to his delight. He stopped when he saw Kovu's glare. "Gurgi only wanted to have some fun. I needed a drink, and I didn't know where else to get one."

"Next time, try the watering hole," said Kovu, standing up.

"Ooh, ooh, can Gurgi ride on your back?" asked Gurgi, curious.

"No," said Kovu, direct. "We need to return to Pride Rock. Simba should be back there by now."

"Oh, can't Gurgi stay out here longer. I'm sure there are loads of things to do on the Pridelands," said Gurgi.

Kovu shook his head. "Not much excitement happens here, except for when lions chase after their prey."

"Oh, that's what worries Gurgi. You lions might…"

"I told you, we're not going to eat you," said Kovu.

"But other animals could eat me," said Gurgi. "Gurgi doesn't feel comfortable with…"

"Then you should stay near Pride Rock. You'll be safe there," said Kovu.

Gurgi asked, excited, "Really? Gurgi likes that thought." He chased after Kovu.

Long after his argument with Timon, Pumbaa began to miss his friend. Hoping to apologize, Pumbaa returned to the crate, but found it empty. He searched for Timon for a while, but found no trace of him. Returning to Pride Rock, Pumbaa found Timon playing games on the game systems, which for some reason required no plugs.

Confused, Pumbaa asked, "Uh Timon, what are you doing?"

"I'm playing Baldur's Gate. What does it look like I'm doing?" asked Timon, playing the game pretty hard.

"I thought we were going to hunt for bugs together," said Pumbaa.

"Not now, Pumbaa. I'm about to level up," said Timon. He was stunned once he did level up his character.

"Is there any games I could play with you?" asked Pumbaa, giving in.

"What are you talking about, Pumbaa?" asked Timon.

"I mean, you're playing games. Maybe I can, too," said Pumbaa.

"Sure. I'm sure there are some multiplayer games in the crate, somewhere. Pick a game and we'll get started," said Timon.

"But the crate's all the way out in the Pridelands."

"Is that my problem?"

"Well," said Pumbaa, fuddled. "Since you're being so lazy, then I guess I'll go back to hunting for bugs myself."

"Good luck, Pumbaa. You'll need it," said Timon, continuing to play his game.