.				I'm All Yours.
			     By: Rindimo Cheetah

	"Hurry up, Nala! The game is about to start!"  Simba huffed at his mate
as she was desperately trying to keep up with his orders before the big
football game.
	"Yes dear," Nala replied with a hint of sarcasm.
	Today was the big day!  It was the Super Bowl, and Simba was glued to
the big-screen TV set in front of him as he lounged in his reclining
armchair.  With a beer in one hand, and a bowl of potato chips in the
other, he stared ahead as if he were looking at his father's ghostly
appearance back in the jungle... only with a bit more drool.
	Suddenly, in the middle of an intense skirmish, the doorbell rang.
	"Nala, be a dear and answer that for me, will ya?"
	"Yes Dear," Nala growled, as she went to open the door.  To her
surprise, Zira was on the other side.
	"Helloooooooo, Nala." Zira said with a face of stone.
	"Helloooooooo, Zira."  Nala replied in the same manner.  
	The two stared at eachother for a spell, seeing who would blink first. 
Naturally, Zira's self control won again.
	"ARGH!  SIMBA!  There's someone at the door for you!"
	"Tell whoever it is I'm busy!" Simba shouted back without even turning
his head away from the TV.
	"Why Simba," growled Zira, "that's no way to talk to your aunty!"
	"Oh.  It's you..."  Simba shrugged off her presence as he watched more
of the game in front of him.
	"And I came to--"
	"Yeah yeah, whatever!  In a minute..."  Simba took another swig from
his beer bottle.
	"Hey Nala, get me another beer, will ya?"
	Nala clenched her fist as she took the empty bottle from Simba, and
went to the kitchen.
	"Oh, I'll give you another beer all right..." She thought to herself,
"Funny thing is, it'll taste the same..." 
	At that moment, Simba's favorite team fumbled, and a commercial break
was called for.
	"AW, MAN!  Did you see that???" Simba shouted, as he suddenly sat
upright.
	"AHEM!  As I was saying..." Zira began.
	"Holy $#!^!!!  Who let you in??!?" Simba turned to see Zira with a
cross look on her face.
	"THESE LANDS BELONG TO SCAR!!!!"
	"Not again..." Simba rolled his eyes and returned his gaze to the TV. 
"Nala!  Where's my beer!?"
	"Coming!"  He heard her giggling, and scuffling about in the kitchen.
	"I SAID these lands belong to Scar!!" Zira roared again.
	"Yeah, whatever." was Simba's reply.
	"...And I being Scar's widow entitles me--"
	"NALA!  BEER!  NOW!" 
	"--As the sole heir!"
	"Here's your beer, sweetie!"  Nala gasped for breath as she ran to him,
with a huge grin on her face.
	"Finally!"
	"THAT DOES IT!!!!"  Zira lost her cool.  "Nuka!  Vitanni!  All of you,
get in here!!"
	Unbeknownst to Simba-- who was enjoying another "beer"-- All of the
outlanders walked into the den, as Zira approached the royal couch
potato.
	"THIS REMOTE CONTROL belongs to Scar!"
	"HEY!" Simba shouted as Zira snatched it from his paws.
	"..And this RECLINER belongs to Scar, too!"
	As Simba fought some of the outlanders for his "Throne", Zira continued
to go down the list.
	"..and the royal china... and the royal refridgerator, and the royal
microwave-- It's all Scar's!!  And that makes it... ALL MINE!  HA HA HA
HA!!!!  It's all mine!!!"  Zira grabbed the bowl of potato chips from
Simba, who was sitting on the floor, and slapped him.  "Those are MY
potato chips you're eating!"
	It took less than 20 minutes to quickly loot Pride Rock of all its
treasures, and make a successful escape.
	"YAY! YAY! HOORAY!" They cheered, as they ran for the outlands with
their booty.  "It's MINE!  ALL MINE!"  Zira continued to shout and
laugh.
	On their way back home, the zealousness got to Zira, and the outlanders
to the point they started grabbing anything their paws could grab-- be
it flowers, rocks, whatever.  In Zira's case, a young male cheetah was
in front of her.
	"You're MINE MINE MINE!  ALL MINE!!" She shouted as she grabbed him,
and slung him over her shoulder.
	"YAY!" he happily shouted.

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	Back at Pride Rock, everything would have been in shambles... if only
the outlanders hadn't taken those too.  Simba still sat there, in a daze
on the stone floor in the barren cave.
	"N-nala..."
	"Yes Simba?"
	"I c-could really use another beer about now..."

				The End.  =D

 
				-Rindimo Cheetah
			        (rindimo@bellsouth.net)

+Founder, and only member of L.O.S.T.-- C.A.U.S.E (League Of Simplistic 
	Technology--  Creating All Unforeseen Solutions Evident)
+FCOS Lost & Found Clerk 						ICQ # : 12915153
+Amateur Artist/Writer/Musician						AOL IM : Rindimo1
+Bachelor  ?  <=7	 		Webpage: 
http://www.lionking.org/~rindimo/index.shtml
+ Honorable Member of the Pride Keepers.
"One thing nothing can destroy, is our pride deep inside we are one!"

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Well don't stop.  Whatever you do, don't stop.  Because as soon as you
			stop, you're forgotten.

			        - Mageuzi
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