Olivia meets Timon and Uncle Max

In the glade of the forest, Olivia made her way into the center of the woods, calling out his name twice.

"Mister Owl! Oh, Mister Owl!"

However, Archimedes was gone again. There was still no luck for the Scottish-British girl mouse to catch the owl.

"Oh, dear. I’m sure he came this way,” she said, looking around with her fists on her hips. "Do you suppose he could be hiding somewhere?"

Little did she know that there were two meerkats peeking from behind the bushes.

One meerkat has beige fur, a peach underbelly and palms, brown fingers, brown ears, wide, bulging eyes, and red hair. He also had a wide smile on his face. His name was Timon.

The other meerkat was elderly, with gray cropped hair, a slightly pudgy tummy, bushy eyebrows, tan fur, a lighter underbelly and palms, large beady eyes, a round brown nose, brown fingers and toes, five brown horizontal markings down his back, and brown ears. His name was Uncle Max, Timon's uncle.

"Where could he possibly be hiding?" Olivia wondered, as she looked behind a tree. The two meerkats moved between the bushes and the tree, yet they were hidden within a shadow. As Olivia turned toward an open log, the meerkats moved next to the tree and they stood right behind her.

"Not here…," Olivia said, before kneeling down to the log’s level. "I wonder..."

As she crawled into the log, the meerkats looked at each other and skipped on top of the log in unison, before stopping in front of the other side of the log. Once Olivia came out from the log, she stood still for a moment and brushed her dress with her hands.

"I suppose he—" she started to say, before she jolted and gasped in shock when she turned and glanced at the two meerkats.

"Why… what peculiar mongooses."

Just then, she spotted two blue ribbons with their names embroidered in yellow and read them one at a time: "Timon...And Uncle Max!"

Olivia placed a finger on the young meerkat's nose, and a low honking sound came out of his mouth, surprising her.

"If you think we're made of wax, you ought to pay to see us, you know." Timon said, and he jabbed his uncle with his left elbow. As a result, a high honking noise emitted from Uncle Max's mouth.

"If you think we've come to life, you ought to say something to us." Uncle Max added, before jabbing his nephew with his right elbow. The same low honk came out of Timon's mouth, and Timon bounced into Uncle Max, the same high honk emitting from him. The meerkats then hopped on the log and made the same honking noises by jabbing one another with their average-sized feet, slender hips, torsos, and backs before landing on the grassy terrain.

"That's logic!" the meerkats said in unison, holding their left index fingers up.

"Well," Olivia said with a short chuckle, as she gave them a short curtsey. "It's been nice meeting you boys. Goodbye."

Just as she started walking away, however, the meerkats darted and stood right in her way.

"You’re beginning backwards." Timon said to her.

"Aye, the first thing to say actually is,” Uncle Max added, before the meerkats broke out in song again and took Olivia's hands. They spun her around in a circle, like a game of ring-around-the-Rosie, before they shook her hands rapidly and released her, causing her to fall on the ground.

Timon and Uncle Max: *How do you do*
*And shake hands*
*Shake hands*
*Shake hands*
*How do you do*
*And shake hands*
*State your name and business*

"That's manners!" the meerkats said to her, holding up their opposite index fingers in front of her.

The two front bangs of Olivia's fur-hair were covering her face, so Olivia flipped them out of the way to give herself a better view.

"Really?" Olivia asked them, and she then stood up on her feet. "Well, my name is Olivia, and I’m following a brown owl, so—"

As she turned to leave, the meerkats suddenly appeared in front of her again, stopping her in her tracks.

"You can't leave yet." Timon said to her, waving his hands in front of her.

"No, the visit has just started." Uncle Max added.

"I'm very sorry, but—" Olivia said as she continued walking, with the meerkats still in her way.

"Would you like to play hide and seek?" Uncle Max asked, as multiple clones of the meerkats popped up from the trees and a single bush. The clones disappeared, and the meerkats then fused themselves into one body, yet their legs and arms were still with each of the two meerkats.

"Button! Button! Who's got the button?" Timon said.

"No thank you." Olivia replied to them politely, only to see the meerkats in front of her again in fighting stances.

"If you stay a little longer, we’ll have a battle." Uncle Max said, and the meerkats began bopping one another in a honking, comical fight.

"That’s very kind of you, but I must get going." Olivia said, as she gently pushed them out of the way. The meerkats then jolted in front of her and stood next to two trees that served as an archway in the woods.

"Why?" they asked her in unison.

"Because I’m following a brown owl." Olivia answered them, only to be blocked by them again.

"Why?" the meerkats asked her once more.

"Well, I'm curious to know where he's going." Olivia replied to them, before finally starting to leave again.

"Ohhh, she's curious." Uncle Max whispered, as he and his nephew had inquisitive expressions on their faces.

"The oysters were curious, too, weren’t they?” Timon whispered to him, causing Olivia to stop and turn around to listen to what the meerkats were saying.

"Aye. And you remember what happened to them."

The meerkats huddled with one another and started crying before Olivia came walking straight back to them.

"Poor things!" they said in sad voices.

"Well, what did happen to the oysters?" Olivia asked them. Timon and Uncle Max began marching towards the log.

"Oh, you wouldn’t be interested in hearing about it." Timon said to her.

"Oh, but I am." Olivia replied to them, as she followed them and got in front of them.

"Ohhh, no. You’re in much too much of a hurry." said Uncle Max.

Olivia was still in front of them as she was walking in reverse towards the log, and said, "Well, perhaps I could spare a little time."

"You could?" the meerkats said, smiles of delight forming on their faces. "Well!"

With that said, the meerkats placed Olivia on the log before making back-flips and landed in front of the bushes and trees.