Simba and Nala managed to find a comfy-looking den after a few minutes of searching around. It was now night, and the stars twinkled brightly in the sky. It would have appeared beautiful to the two cubs if it wasn't for the fact that they were going frantic with worry.

"Are you sure there wasn't anyone following us?" Simba asked, looking around frantically.

"Yes, I'm sure," Nala replied, for what felt like the thousandth time. Both of them were getting very suspicious. Suspicious of everything. They didn't know who could be watching, or who could be listening. They could trust no one, and had to suspect everyone. They were looking around suspiciously. Anyone could be out there…

"Should we go to sleep?" Nala asked.

Simba shook his head. "No way. I know what happens. We close our eyes to go to sleep and we end up with a sharp stick in both our necks. We need to stay awake." Simba looked around the den nervously. "In fact… They might have already been here, and done something to this whole den."

"Oh my God, you might be right," Nala agreed.

"They could have sabotaged anything."

"We gotta check everywhere."

The two of them started quickly scouring the den, lifting up rocks and checking plants for anything that might spring out at them. Anything was possible. They were to leave no stone unturned - literally.

They ran around screaming until they had checked everything and met in the middle of the den. "Did you find anything?"

Simba asked.

Nala shook her head. "No. Did you?"

Simba was breathing heavily. "No, and I can't… I can't take it anymore, Nala. Okay? We can't sleep, or eat, and, and… My rash is back!" Simba turned around and showed his back to Nala. "My rash is back and I can't reach it!"

Nala grabbed him. "Simba, Simba, calm down, okay? Just stop. Look, just breathe, all right?"

Simba took a few deep breaths. "Yeah, yeah."

"Look, why don't you lay down and take a quick nap on the ground, okay?" Nala said, gesturing to the ground.

Simba nodded and lay on the ground, beginning to calm down. Nala walked across the den to see if there was anything ready to lunge out at them.

Simba's breathing had become steady again. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe you're right." He closed his eyes. "Maybe I should just take a…" Simba opened his eyes - which were now wide with suspicion - and looked at Nala. "Why do you want me to take a nap, Nala?"

Nala turned around and looked at him, a concerned look on her face. "Because I'm worried about you."

Simba walked over to her, narrowed his eyes and nodded. "You're in on this with my Dad, aren't ya?"

"Simba—"

"You're in cahoots!" he shouted.

"You're insane!" Nala shouted back at him.

"Cahooter!" he accused, pointing at her.

"Why would I be in cahoots with your Dad?" Nala asked, pointing to herself.

"Because you snuck off while I was knocked out when we were trying to raise the Devil, so you made a deal with my Dad to save your own butt!" he explained, thinking he'd found Nala out.

Nala nodded, and narrowed her eyes at Simba. "Oh, yeah? Well, how do I know you're not in cahoots with your Dad against me?"

Simba laughed at her question. "Oh, come on."

"Oh, yeah, sure. You probably told your Dad while I was knocked out after we tried to raise the Devil that it was my idea, and now you two are scheming it up real nice, aren't you?"

Simba didn't answer, and instead flicked the top of her head with his paw.

"Ow!" Nala exclaimed. She then slapped Simba in the face.

"That's it!" Simba shouted, before pouncing at Nala. The two scuffled on the ground for a few seconds, before they heard a loud laugh coming from the den entrance. The two looked up from their fight to see Zazu standing there, laughing loudly.

The two cubs looked at each other, and then looked at Zazu. "Huh?" they both exclaimed at the same time.

Zazu wiped a tear of laughter from his eye. "In all my years, this must be the funniest spectacle I've ever witnessed. How does it feel to be on the receiving end of one of my pranks?"

"Huh?" they repeated.

Zazu nodded. "That's right. I knew you would try and play a trick on me to escape me, so I played dead. It's a useful battle trick I learned a long time ago. I sat back all day, listening quietly as you were slowly eaten alive by your own fear. And that's the best revenge there is," he finished sinisterly. After a few seconds of shocked silence, a smile formed on Zazu's beak. "I think I'll go have some oranges," he said before taking off into the air, leaving the two cubs on their own.

Simba and Nala stood there, stunned beyond belief. They couldn't believe it. Instead of them playing a trick on Zazu, Zazu had played a trick on them.

Simba was the first to break the silence. "He got us… by not getting us."

Nala nodded, still in shock from the strange revelation. "Genius. Pure… genius."

"Nala?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I'm going to faint, you know." A second later, Simba nodded. "Yep, I was right."

Simba then fainted, falling to the ground.

"I think I'll join you," Nala said, before she too fainted, falling to the ground right beside him.