(A/N Now here is where I'm starting with scenes from the first Lion King. Hopefully how I have it makes sense; it would just make sense to show the scenes from there that don't show up in 1 1/2. So here goes nothing.)
As the buzzards surrounded something, Timon, Y/N, and Pumbaa charged at them and kicked at them.
"Yeeeah! Get out! Get out! Get outta here! Whoo!" Timon shouted as they shooed them away.
"I love it! Bowling for buzzards!" Pumbaa said happily.
"Gets 'em every time," Timon remarked then laughed as he dusted himself off.
"Shows them," Y/N added with a smile.
Then that was when Pumbaa found the lion cub.
"Uh-oh," Pumbaa said then signaled to the meerkats, "Hey Timon, Y/N. You better come look. I think it's still alive."
"Ewww..." Timon cringed then asked as he and Y/N walked over there, "All righty, what have we got here?"
He smelled it before lifting the paw to get a better look at the creature's face.
"Jeez, it's a lion! Come on, Y/N!" Timon freaked out, grabbed Y/N's hand, got them on Pumbaa, then told the warthog, "Run, Pumbaa! Move it!"
"Hey, Timon. It's just a little lion. Look at him. He's so cute, and all alone!" Pumbaa assured.
"Yeah. He doesn't look like he would do any harm," Y/N pointed out.
"Can we keep him?" Pumbaa asked.
"Are you two nuts?!" Timon yelled in Pumbaa's ear then said as he got on Pumbaa's snout, "We're talking about a lion. Lions eat guys like us."
"But he's so little," Pumbaa replied, sending Timon to the ground.
"He's gonna get bigger," Timon mentioned.
"Maybe he'll be on our side," Pumbaa said.
"It could happen," Y/N added to Pumbaa's point.
"A--huh! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll b--" Timon started refusing then paused.
"And..." Y/N cued.
"Hey, I got it! What if he's on our side? You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea," Timon decided, getting back on Pumbaa as Y/N rolled her eyes with a smile.
"So we keeping 'im?" Pumbaa asked.
"Of course. Who're the brains in this outfit?" Timon asked as he put an arm around Y/N, making her blush.
"Uhhh..." Pumbaa started after he scooped up the lion cub.
"My point exactly," Timon answered for him then commented while wiping some sweat from his brow, "Jeez, I'm fried."
"Me too. Let's get out of here and find some shade," Y/N suggested.
So they headed for some shade, carrying the unconscious lion cub.
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A/N You guys found Simba! Nice!