Nala//Simba Reunion...Nala off xx

Couldn't find any so I made one... -------------------------------- The Script Simba: Nala? Is it really you? Nala: Who are you? Simba: It's me. Simba. Nala: Simba? {Pause for realization} Whoah! Well how did you.. where did you come from... it's great to see YOU... (etc) Simba: Aaah! How did you... who... wow... this is cool... it's great to see you... Timon: Hey, what's goin' on here? Simba: {Still to Nala} What are you doing here? Nala: What do you mean, "What am I doing here?" What are you doing here? Timon: HEY! WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE!?!?! Simba: Timon, this is Nala. She's my best friend! Timon: {Thoroughly confused} Friend?!? Simba: Yeah. Hey, Pumbaa, come over here. Nala, this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala. Pumbaa: Pleased to make your acquaintance. Nala: The pleasure's all mine. Timon: How do you do.. Whoa! Whoa. Time out.. Lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's... okay with this? DID I MISS SOMETHING?!? Simba: Relax, Timon. Nala: Wait till everybody finds out you've been here all this time! And your mother... what will she think? Simba: {Misunderstanding} She doesn't have to know. Nobody has to know. Nala: Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead. Simba: They do? Nala: Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede. Simba: He did? Well... {beginning to see something} what else did he tell you? Nala: What else matters? You're alive. and that means... you're the king. Timon: King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed. Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. {Noisily kisses Simba's paw} Simba: Stop it. Timon: {To Pumbaa} It's not "gravel." It's "grovel." And DON'T-- he's not the king. {to Simba} Are ya? Simba: No. Nala: Simba!? Simba: No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but... that was a long time ago. Timon: Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us? Simba: Look, I'm still the same guy. Timon: {Enthusiastic} But with power! Nala: {Apologetic} Could you guys... excuse us for a few minutes? Timon: Hey, {taps Pumbaa} whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba? Simba: Hmm. Maybe you'd better go. Timon: {Aghast, then resigned} It starts. You think you know a guy... {Pumbaa and Timon pad off. Pumbaa sighs.} Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. You learn to love 'em. What? ...What is it? Nala: {Quietly} It's like you're back from the dead. You don't know how much this will mean to everyone. {Pained expression} ...What it means to me. Simba: Hey, it's okay. Nala: {Purring} I've really missed you. Simba: I've missed you too. ---------------------------------------- -- If you do it, post it as a reply to this please! Enjoy. Comment. Rate. Jem x