Territory Terror

[Adofo]

Simba: Haramu.....what's wrong with you? You never acted this way back home! Come on, talk to Uncle Simba!

[NukasMomentofGlory]

Haramu stopped, muscles tensing. He didn't look back at Simba and instead kept his back turned him.
"Things are different now. ...And you are not my uncle." His ears drooped slightly. "You wouldn't understand."

[Adofo]

Simba: Wha-.......Hamaru.....how can you say that!? I love you!
Simba carefully climbs over Nala and lays next to Haramu.
Simba: I know something is up with you! Please talk to me!

[NukasMomentofGlory]

Haramu snarled, stalking away from Simba.
"Stop it! I don't want to talk about it. I need to find Adofo."

[Adofo]

Simba: Alright......I'll go with you. Let's go.

[NukasMomentofGlory]

Haramu opened his mouth to argue that he wanted to go alone. But he figured it would be for the best if he came along, too. He sighed and turned back to the door and trotted on outside, body tense and teeth gritted.

[Adofo]

They walk down the street and see him way down the sidewalk, sitting down.
Simba: There he is. Hey Adofo.
Adofo: Huh? Oh....what are you two doing out here?
Simba: Haramu wanted to talk to you. And I wanted to make sure you're okay.
Adofo: *sigh*.......alright....talk.

[NukasMomentofGlory]

Haramu looked down at his paws.
"I'm sorry about what I said. ...I'm not feeling very well. I let my stress get to me."

[Adofo]

Simba: What'd he say?
Adofo: He said.....I'll never be his real father....
Simba: Oh no....Haramu......
Adofo: Let me tell you something........Mufasa may not have been my real father, but I loved him as if we were blood! I knew from the beginning that he wasn't my birth father but in my heart he was ALWAYS my "real" father! Without him.......I'd be dead! Died a slow death sitting out in the wreckage behind priderock! He saved me! Even if he hadn't adopted me, I still would have loved him with all my heart! And the thing with you is that I have done EVERYTHING FOR YOU! I'VE TRIED MY BEST TO BE A GOOD FATHER!!! AND YOU JUST SHUT IT AWAY!!!!!! AND YOUR ATTITUDE!!! YOU HAVE ALWAYS HAD THIS WAY ABOUT YOU!!!! I TRY TO DO SOMETHING FOR YOU, BUT NO MATTER WHAT YOU TREAT IT LIKE IT'S NO BIG DEAL!!!!LIKE YOU DON'T CARE!!!!! NOT ONE BIT!!!!! I TRY MY BEST!!!!! I TRY TO BE THE BEST FATHER I CAN BE!!!! *tears start dripping from his eyes* BUT YOU KEEP PUSHING ME OUT!!!!! .........I try.......I try to make you proud to be my son.......I try my best......but it's never enough for you............are you ashamed of me?! Do you hate me?! Do you resent me!?! Do you wish I was dead!?!?!?! Because......sometimes......I wish I was dead........and maybe you'd be happy with your real parents.....instead of being stuck with a freak and a failure like me..........I'm sorry......
Simba looked at the tears running down his brothers face. He hasn't seen him cry in a very very long time.

[NukasMomentofGlory]

Haramu winced when he began yelling. No... He shrunk back, staring at him until he finished.
"Y-..." He gaped at him. He hadn't thought about Simb-- their Dad. He never knew him. It wasn't hard to forget. He swallowed, his vision clouding with tears. "I don't h-hate you... You're my dad..." He crouched down, fur bristling slightly. His voice trembled. "You can't wish those things... Look at you. You're so successful. And you've met Christen, and..."