The unexpected friendship ch. 5

(This may go on for a while, but I know what I want to do next so hang in there!)
Simba was ultimately very excited to see his best friend, Nala after not doing so for a long, long time. Dutch however, was a much different story. He was not sure whether he should trust a hyena who looked like the same monsters that tried to kill him a few seasons ago. Then again, he couldn't pass up an opportunity to figure out what his deal was. The sun was getting ready to set, and he had knew that he would spend time with Nala again.
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Look. Dutch had thought. He might just not know what to think of you because you're, well... you. He obviously hasn't seen Nala in a while, so maybe you should revisit this another time. His thoughts were interrupted by Timon and Pumbaa wailing in the distance. "Hey, can you guys keep it down over there? I'm losing track of my thoughts." "Oh, uh *sniff* sure." Pumbaa said with a tear. "What's wrong with you guys anyway?" "Well..." Timon answered in a worried tone. "Simba might not be with us anymore, after all our adventures and all we've done and he's gonna go out without us for the first time since we found him." Pumbaa nodded. "We apologize, but he's kind of our best bud, and we like being around with him." "Oh, well I don't think that's a problem. But you do realize you don't have to move away from him just because he is with someone else, right?" "I guess, *sniff* you're right. He also mentioned something about-" Timon was interrupted by a conversation that was transpiring between Nala and Simba. "Simba, what happened with you? When did you decide that you wouldn't be king anymore?" "Look, I'm not really satisfied with what happened in my past, ok? If you would understand why I don't want to go back then maybe-" "Then maybe what? You'd come back, take a look, and leave? You don't understand how dire our situation in the Pride Lands is. We need you. We need the true king." Nala walked away from Simba who was sitting in a hammock while Nala was headed back to where the others were. "I'll talk to you in a minute. I want to talk to Simba." Dutch said to Timon and Pumbaa. "Ok, but I would take caution if I were you. He might not want to talk about it immediately." Dutch nodded and headed over to the waterfall. "Simba...? You want to talk about it?" "No. Besides, it's in the past. I've known now to keep the past behind me, and never look back. You'd understand, right?" "I would. If I, well, remembered my past." "What do you mean?" "I don't know, but I seem to have some sort of amniesia. I cannot remember much past living alone. Not my parents, nor my relatives or anyone else. You could say I'm getting a fresh new start, but I'd think of it more as an elongated treasure hunt to nothing." Simba looked over to Dutch, and gave him a glance. "I've been debating whether you are with Scar or not. I've known that you have never said you were with Scar, but I want to hear it straight from the Zebra's mouth." "Well, I actually have no idea who Scar is aside from what Nala had said about him taking over her home and whatnot." "To put it simply, Scar was my uncle, and he is the reason I'm here. I was said to be my father's murderer and that's where it sits. I'm not the true king and I know it." "Well, I believe your uncle is wrong. You are able to be king and you are rightful, you just need to believe you can do it despite past troubles and occurrences." Dutch took a few steps away before turning back to Simba. "It's something to think on, at least." Simba may have never thought the same about his situation again.
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