Simba was the first to awaken after fainting. His eyes flickered open, and as he tried to get up he noticed Nala was clinging tightly to his body in her unconscious state. Simba raised an eyebrow curiously, and shook his body so she fell on to the ground and abruptly woke up, blinking furiously.

She looked around, a worried look on her face. "W-What…? Oh… It was just a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" said Simba. "What nightmare?"

"Oh, I was just dreaming that we were going to be executed for murdering Zazu," she replied, seeming relieved that her nightmare hadn't been true.

Simba laughed at her reply. "Executed?" He laughed again. "Oh Nala, we wouldn't be executed for killing Zazu. That's just silly."

Nala looked at him seriously. "Oh, we wouldn't be executed? Simba, do you know what happens to people who murder someone connected to anyone in royalty?"

Simba shook his head. "No. What?"

"Bad things, Simba. Very, very bad things. They might hit us, or kill us, or even worse… tickle us."

Simba looked around worriedly. "R-Really?" he stammered, his voice shaky with fear. "B-But I don't want to be tickled,

Nala. W-What are we going to d-do?"

Nala looked over at Zazu's lifeless body. He still hadn't moved from his original spot, and looked just as dead as before.

"We just need to think straight, okay?" explained Nala.

Simba nodded in agreement. "Yeah, yeah. Think straight, okay."

"Now, if we killed somebody - and we have - what would we do?" she asked.

"Run around screaming and crying?" Simba suggested half-heartedly.

"I'm serious."

"Okay, okay. Let me think…" Simba thought for a moment. "Okay, what if we just hid his body? Let someone else find him. They'll never know it was us."

Nala smiled. "That's a good idea!" she exclaimed. "So, where do we hide him?"

Simba shrugged. "I don't know. You think of somewhere to hide him."

"Me? I don't know where to…" Nala thought for a moment. "Actually, I might know somewhere we can hide him."

"Where?"

"The water hole?" she suggested, pointing at the water a few feet away from them. "No one will spot him there."

"Yeah, until one of the cubs goes for a swim and finds Zazu's dead body floating around. Real great idea, Nala."

"Well, at least I'm trying!" she argued. "Let's see you come up with something smart, Mister I-Know-Everything-About-Nothing!"

"Fine, I will." Simba looked across at Zazu's corpse, and was struck with an idea. He walked over to Zazu's body, and picked it up. Nala watched him suspiciously. He turned to her, holding Zazu and grinning widely. "Watch this."

And with that, Simba launched Zazu high into the air, where he flew several feet before landing hard on the ground, tumbling over several times before coming to stop, still dead.

Simba was smiling proudly, like he had accomplished something great. He ran over to Zazu and looked him over, grinning.

Nala ran over to him, not really having a clue about what Simba had 'achieved'. "What did you do that for?"

"Well, now it can't be blamed on us," Simba replied.

"And why's that, genius?" Nala asked.

"Now it just looks like an accident, right?" he replied, pointing to Zazu. "I threw him so it looked like he was flying."

"And…?" said Nala, motioning for him to continue.

"Uh… And then he had a heart attack midair, and crashed. Splat! No more Zazu."

"I don't think that's going to be a good excuse if people start asking questions," Nala told him.

"Well, it was the best I could think of!" he countered.

"Looks like your best wasn't enough," she teased, smiling. "Why don't we just try to hide his body somewhere else?"

"It'd better be better than the water hole," Simba told her.

"It will. Okay, you close your eyes," Nala instructed.

Simba did so. He chuckled. "What is this, hide and seek?"

"No, I'm going to test you to see if you can find Zazu when I hide him."

"Oh. Okay. Tell me when you've hid him."

Three minutes later, Nala had finished hiding Zazu's body. "Okay, open your eyes."

Simba's eyes snapped open. "So you've hid him?"

Nala nodded. "Yep. He's hidden away where no one will ever find him."

Simba looked around, and couldn't see Zazu anywhere in sight. He took a few steps toward her. "Nala, that is absolutely

—" Simba then tripped over a few leaves and sticks, which obscured Zazu's lifeless body. "Pathetic."

"Yeah, but it's early days," she told him. "We've got to flatten him out a bit."

"Oh, I got ya." Simba nodded, understanding. He then started to jump up and down on the few leaves and sticks from which Zazu was beneath, motioning for Nala to help him. She did the same, and together they both jumped up and down on top of Zazu, trying to flatten him as best as they could.

After a few seconds, they decided they had 'flattened' Zazu enough and stopped jumping up and down. Simba smiled.

"That's not bad, actually. I think we might actually get away with this."

Nala nodded. "Okay, I'll pretend to be someone else walking by."

"Okay."

Nala walked away a few steps, before turning around and walking by Simba. "Hello, there." She looked down at the leaves and sticks which hid Zazu. "What's that dead body doing under there?"

Simba sighed. "Great. Just great. Looks like we're not cut out for this whole 'hiding bodies' thing."

"There's gotta be something else we can do," Nala said, sighing.

Simba smiled. "We could eat him," he jokingly suggested.

"Simba!"

"Relax, I'm kidding. He'd taste too feathery anyway."

She couldn't help but giggle. "I can't believe I'm laughing at a joke about someone we've just killed."

"Well, it's fact now. We're criminals," Simba said with a sigh, sadly. "As soon was the word gets out that Zazu's dead, everyone's gonna be after us, you know."

Nala sighed sadly. "I know. We're killers. Actual killers. What do we do now?"

Simba thought for a moment. "Well, I guess we'll have to… run away. Run. Run away and never return."