Subject: Attemp # 451... Date: Sun, 27 Sep 1998 01:12:31 -0500 From: Rindimo Reply-To: TLK-L@lionking.org Organization: L.O.S.T.--C.A.U.S.E. To: TLK Mailing List ...To Kill a Mufasa... By: Rindimo Cheetah It was a hot day. A day that seemed to go on forever, with the sun burning the fur off of one's back, the heat sucking the breath out of one's lungs, and the insects buzzing about your head-- driving one insane. It was a day Mufasa would have gladly traded for that Bran Muffin fiasco about a year back... He did not get to do just the daily duties that every king has to face that day. No, he was forced to chase hyenas, track offending taxpayers and give them the shakedown, and worst of all-- visit the Warthog community to settle some things with their leader. This was not a good day. He was exhauted physically, and mentally. Aside from that, the tempestuos insects, and the vile heat from the day was plagueing him, too. He wished that he could just fall to the ground and die. That was, until he started to hear noises coming from the back of Pride Rock. Being a feline, curiousity got the best of him, and as he turned the corner of the large rock outcropping, he could see his eccentric brother, Scar, trying to push a large crate into his cave. This in itself was something that would be deemed to be of no concern, but being that this is Scar, and that is a big crate he's trying to get into that cave, this would be something worth checking out. It was the "big brother" gumption inside Mufasa that convinced him to further investigate it. "Dear brother," Mufasa began, "What is inside that big crate that you are-- in your feeble attempt-- trying to move into your cave?" "NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" "Well, can I help you, then?" "NO! GET THE HECK AWAY FROM MY STUFF!!" "Hey, now, I asked nicely... What the heck is in that crate?" "I don't have to tell you!!" "Like hell you do! This is MY kingdom, and everyone knows you're a dirty good-for-nothing!! WHAT'S IN THE D@MN BOX!?" "I told you, it's none of your business!!" "Yeah right. Out of the way, chump!" "I'm not moving one inch from from this spot!" "Sure." "OW! OUCH! QUIT IT!" Mufasa pulled some of Scar's mane to get him to move away from the bow, and was starting to climb up on top of it to open it, when Scar jumped, and pulled him down. He fell with a muffled thump. "SCAR!" "MUFASA!" The two began to fight and quarrel, whacking each other left to right with their massive paws. Tripping, pulling hair, hitting below the belt-- it was all fair play amongst brothers. Naturally, however, Mufasa being the largest of the two was victorious over his younger brother, and triumphantly began to walk over towards the crate. "You Rotten son of a hyena!!!", Scar shouted, "Come back here you dirty mother-cuffer!!!" The anger that Scar's taunts created, only made Mufasa all the more eager to see what was in the accursed crate. With vigor, he hopped back onto the top of the box, and smiled an evil grin at scar who was still laying on the ground-- too hurt and tired to get up. "We'll see who's been a dirty mother-cuffer!" He laughed, as he popped the lid of the large crate open. KA-BOOOOOOM! Suddenly, the box exploded, shooting out of it, snakes, bugs, and other assorted, scary things. It was so startling, and frightening-- not to mention the heat and the exhaustion-- that Mufasa fainted. Quickly, scar hopped up off of the ground, and raced over to his brother who lay silent on the ground. "Brother? Mufasa?" He quickly laid his head on Mufasa's chest, and was silent for a while. "D@MNIT!!! His heart's still beating!!" Scar spat in disgust. "..And he's been eating three chili dogs a day for breakfast, too! I was certain he was capable of a heart attack! I just KNEW it!" Angrily, the dark lion packed up his rubber snakes and bugs back into the box that he will use later on for Shenzi's birthday next week. "Geez! I don't think nothing short of a wildebeest stampede will take this guy out! Oh well.... back to square one..." The End. ;) -- 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 <=( Webpage: http://www.geocities.com/soho/museum/9957/ ********************************************************************* Well don't stop. Whatever you do, don't stop. Because as soon as you stop, you're forgotten. - Mageuzi *********************************************************************