Sarafina walked over to Simba and Nala, unaware that they had now swapped bodies with each other. She hadn't seen them since last night, and just wanted to make sure that they were safe. Knowing them, they had most likely fallen asleep cuddling each other or something like that. They were the cutest couple she'd seen in a long while – ever since she and her late mate, Muerto, were cubs. Simba and Nala just about managed to be the cutest, though.

"Nala!" Sarafina called as she approached Pride Rock, where Simba and Nala were stood on the edge. "You okay?"

Simba – still in Nala's body – looked worriedly at Nala, who was of course, still in Simba's body. "Nala, what do we do?"

"Well, talk to her!" Nala replied, glancing momentarily at her mother as she got closer and closer.

"What do I say?" Simba asked through clenched teeth.

Nala shrugged. "I don't know! Anything!"

Simba grinned and turned to Sarafina, who was now standing right in front of the two cubs. He laughed nervously. "H-hi, Mom!" he greeted her cheerily, trying to sound like Nala as best as he could. "What brings you here?"

"I was just checking to see if you were all right," Sarafina replied, smiling at who she thought was her daughter. "You two have been snuggling up watching the stars again, haven't you?"

Simba laughed in response. "Yeah! Me and Nala were snuggled up—"

Nala covered Simba's mouth with her paw, realising that he wasn't going to be very good at pretending to be her. "Nala, don't tell her!" she interrupted. "It's very... embarrassing, and I, uh... don't want people holding it against me when I become the most popular King of them all!"

"Overdoing it a bit, aren't you?" Simba said in a muffled tone as Nala continued to cover his paw. She pressed down even harder on his mouth, preventing him from talking completely.

Sarafina chuckled at Simba's response. "Fine, then. I won't embarrass you two any longer. Have fun kissing all day."

Sarafina then turned around and walked off, chuckling to herself. She loved to embarrass those two.

Nala removed her paw from Simba's mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Phew, that was a close one," she said. "Nice one, Simba. You did a real smooth job at pretending to be me."

"Well, sorry but I'm not you, Nala," Simba replied. "It's just a good thing that you're great at pretending to be me."

"Oh, Simba, haven't you learned that I know everything about you by now?" Nala asked. "I know everything you love, everything you hate and everything you're afraid of."

"Oh, yeah?" Simba challenged. "Then where am I ticklish?"

"Behind your left ear," Nala replied with a smile, giving him a little tickle behind his left ear, causing him to laugh softly. "I don't actually mind being you, if I'm honest. I get your tuft, too!" she exclaimed as she stroked the tuft on top of her head. "I could play with this thing all day!"

"You need to stay focused, Nala," Simba reminded her. "We need to get our bodies back before it's too late. You never know – there may be a time limit on this, or something. Maybe if we don't get this reversed by tomorrow then we'll be stuck like this for ever! Anything could happen!"

"Well, what do you suggest?" Nala asked, gesturing for him to come up with a plan. He was Simba, the master at thinking up sneaky plans! Sure, he was in her body, but it was still his mind!

"I suggest we start looking," Simba replied.

"Looking for who?" Nala asked, cocking her head to the side.

"Looking for the guy who did this to us. He's gotta be around here somewhere, waiting to put the next step of his plan into action."

Nala's eyes widened with worry. "The next step of the plan? What makes you think there's another step to it?"

"Maybe he'll make it worse," Simba feared. "What if he decides to swap our heads around but leave our bodies as they are? How are we gonna explain that one?"

"My gosh, you're right!" Nala exclaimed. "This is really serious! Where do we look for such an evil person?"

"Why don't we ask someone who knows about magic and stuff?" Simba suggested. "You know – someone with an evil past."

"I hope you're not talking about me," said a voice from behind them.

Simba and Nala turned around to face Bora, who had a little smile on his face. "Actually, we are talking about you, Bora," Simba informed him.

"And why are you talking about me, Nala?" Bora asked. "I hope you're not thinking of throwing me out of the pride."

Wait, why is he calling me Nala? Simba wondered, before rolling his eyes when he realised that to Bora, he was Nala.

"Oh, we weren't talking about anything like that, Bora. We were just wondering if you could detect any... magic in the air, or something like that?"

"What makes you ask?" Bora wondered, curious.

Simba grinned back at him innocently. "Oh, no reason," he replied casually. "We just wanted to double-check that there isn't anyone evil lying around, you know?"

Bora chuckled. "Oh, well in that case, no. The only traces of magic I detected this morning were far out in the jungle, but that's probably nothing."

Simba and Nala shared a sly look with each other, before smiling at Bora. "Okay, then. Thanks for the help."

"No problem." With that, Bora gave them a little wave and walked off, making his way down Pride Rock.

"Did he say in the jungle?" Nala asked, making sure she had heard Bora correctly.

"Yes, he did," Simba replied. "Which means that's where we're going. Looks like our new enemy is too much of a coward to stay in the Pride Lands. We're going to have to go all the way out there to get this reversed."

"And if we can't get this reversed?" Nala asked, daring to think of such a horrible outcome. As cute as his tuft was, she didn't want to spend the rest of her life in Simba's body.

"Don't worry about it. That's not gonna happen," he assured her, causing her to give a little smile back at him. "You still do the same thing, even in my body."

"What?" Nala asked, confused.

He chuckled. "That smile. I've always loved that smile." He grinned teasingly. "Looks even better on me."

Nala nudged him playfully. "Simba!"