My Lion King Forum

I followed Derek, looking back at everyone. "Where are we going?" I asked him as the doors closed and we were alone.

"To a place that only I know. We can be completely alone for a few days," I answered. "Come on." I began swimming behind Atlantica, toward my special place. It would take us about half a day to get there, but it would be completely worth it in the end.

I smiled, then followed him toward Atlantica. It doesn't matter where we go, just as long as we're together.

(I'm going to do a little time skip here. Hope you don't mind.)

The sun was setting as we arrived at my secret place. "Okay. Here we are!" I said. I pulled the rock away, gesturing for Melody to go in first.

(That's okay!)

I swam into the place where Derek took us and I gasped. It was..."beautiful,"

I swam in after her, closing the rock door so no one could find us. "You like it?" I asked her. There was a ton of miscellaneous stuff scattered everywhere, from when I was a little boy to the present time. "My mom didn't like me collecting stuff and having it clutter my bedroom, so when I found this place, I put all of my stuff in here."

I looked at everything, thinking that it was just like Mom's grotto. "How did you find this place?" I asked, swimming towards a music box.

"Well, my friends and I were playing hide-and-seek one day. I wanted to find a hiding spot that no one else knew about, and that's when I came across this place," I explained. "I didn't realize how far away I was from home until after about thirty minutes of no one finding me. I had exited here and realized I had no idea where I was. I didn't arrive back home until late that night, where my worried mom had been waiting for me. It was shortly after that when my mom told me to stop cluttering my room with stuff. I remembered this place, and brought all of my stuff here."

I turned to look at Derek, and said, "That is amazing. I bet my mom would be impressed with this collection." I swam around the place, looking at everything, when I saw a little box. I picked it up and opened it, gasping when I saw a ring in there. It had a peridot stone in it, and the band was gold. "This is beautiful," I whispered.

"Isn't it?" I said, swimming up to her. "It was my grandmother's wedding ring. It got passed down to my father, but he didn't use it for some unknown reason. He gave it to me just recently, to use for my future bride." I took it out of the box and slid it onto her ring finger.