by Kelly » November 12th, 2012, 3:22 am
Rain fell over, blocking simba's view. "Keep up Uncle! No far." Arudi called back.
Ahead, simba saw splashes of blurry orange, red and brown.
"Ah, my little princess, where you been? Your mother and I been worried sick." A deep heavy voice said.
"Papa! I got" -paint- "Uncle Simbaa" -paint, paint- "Mothers brother, your son, my Uncle! Come one ya slow poke!" Arudi yelled a simba.
"Father-? Is" -paint-"that you?" -paint, paint- "really-?"
"Simba-? Son...?" The deep voice replied.