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Post by Timon & Pumbaa on Mar 15, 2009 6:24:17 GMT -5
Timon started to laugh, so hard that he was doubled over. After a moment he recovered and wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. "Ah, that's a good one, kid. Real food..." He began to chuckle again. Pumbaa, however, raised his eyebrows. He knew Simba wasn't kidding, unlike Timon.
"Well, like they always say, each to their own." Pumbaa smiled, understanding Simba's distaste for the bugs. Timon looked from Pumbaa to Simba, then back to Pumbaa. "Hang on... he was being serious?!" He returned his gaze to Simba, obviously shocked. Then his expression changed to disgust. "Alright then, Mr Fussy. What what you like to eat?" Timon folded his arms across his chest, clearly not happy that Simba would rather something else.
Pumbaa heaved a sigh. "Timon..." He began, but Timon cut him off. "No no, let's hear it from the lion."
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Post by Simba on Mar 15, 2009 6:33:29 GMT -5
Simba couldn't believe that Timon was laughing, he didn't think he was serious. "Yeah I'm serious, never been more serious in my life."
"Meat?" Simba quickly responded when Timon asked him what he would like. He began dreaming about meat, it just made him hungier. He looked at Timon and Pumbaa, they suddenly morphed into two big rump steaks. He licked his lips. He crouched down into a pouncing position, he then let out a small girlish roar, then he pounced.
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