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@musemelodies || x
Simba would flick his ears and gasp when Timon mysteriously pulled out one of the crunchy bugs he was hungering for. "Wow. You found one." The young lion was hungry for a bug. Thanking his adoptive father, Simba snatched up the beetle and crunched it loudly. Licking his chips afterwards and proclaiming. "Mmmm! Yum-my!"
Simba plopped in another Disney movie verse: *Existing.*
Other Muses: WTF IT'S A LION!!!111!!!1!!!11!!!!!1!
Simba: I just a bay-by. I JUST A BAY-BEEE.
regarding which of your muses i adore: simba, molly, yaarp, neil, bingo, theodore, and i remember zatch bell but it's been so long 🩵💙
"Jambo! I'm Simba! You new to The Pridelands?" The young cub asks the stranger, flicking the tip of his tail.
"Hello, my name's Molly. Do you have any Pokemon? I'd love to see them."
The teal blue alien smiles at the stranger, then uncurls the antennae on top of his head and lets out three, rapid honks that sounded like a bicycle horn.
"Hey there, I'm Neil, do you like ghost stuff?"
"Are you my next patient? Because it's time for me to see you now, tehe!" Bingo would ask with a smile, wearing her toy doctor coat and stethoscope.
"Oh! Hello! My-My name's Theodore. It's n-nice to meet you!"
@variantia || x
It was a success, he had gotten Elsa's attention! Originally, Simba was drawn to the Queen because of her shimmery dress, so to him, it looked like a large cat toy. At first, the tiny lion would attempt to roar when he was picked up, but it clearly sounded kitten-like. However, as soon as Elsa started to scratch behind his ears, all would be forgiven and his vocals would switch to purring. "From far away," Simba would answer, complacent by the ear scratching putting him in a relaxed state.
It had already been talked about with the four animatronics that there was going to be a new addition, but the details on who that would be were pretty scarce; all Freddy and his friends knew about the situation was that the animatronic was one of around a child’s size and had the same cognitive abilities of one- and supposedly from another location that had closed down.
So, one Saturday evening, after the guests had all gone home, a staff member came in with a wooden crate on wheels; she brought it to a stop near the stage, panting.
“Wow… you guys are heavy, but I guess ALL bots must be,” she puffed. “Anyway… I’ll open this up, but I gotta get to the office, so… have fun. Don’t confuse the kid too much. I think he’s kinda nervous.”
Freddy nodded, smiling eagerly. Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy were helping with some cleanup work around different parts of the building. “You got it!”
She cracked the front of the crate open, allowing Freddy to take the cover off, but as he turned to thank tonight’s guard, he found that she was already walking away.
“…hm.” He pulled on the wooden box and opened it up, leaning curiously to the side before it was fully opened up.
A lion cub animatronic was inside! Interesting. He hadn’t been expecting an animal such as this…
“Well, hey there, little buddy!” the bear smiled, his ears lowering a bit and blue eyes softening to display friendliness. “Welcome in! I’m Freddy Fazbear. What’s your name?”
@freddyfczbear god this ask got way too long- sorry man :’)
Although the animatronic lion cub was heavy, we was quite a bit smaller than the other animatronics. Trying to make his design more reminiscent of a child. But there was a child's spirit stuck inside the animatronic. A frightened boy by the name of Simba. His body shifting slightly while his box was moved to the new restaurant he would be making home in.
The brownish-gold animatronic would twitch when his box was opened up. Light from the ceiling cascading down on him. "I.." his eyes wander around the room, timidly poking his head out of the box. Which caused some of the bubble wrap and other protective wrapping inside his container to shift.
"I'm Simba.. b-but everybody calls me Little Leo. I-I don't know why, that's not my name." He was referring to the animatronic character, essentially the character that was his vessel.
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Tod, slinking behind Simba, appeared to be trembling- very out of character for the usually talkative and friendly little fox!
His ears were flat, eyes wide, and he was crouched low enough for his white belly to just about touch the floor beneath the duo.
“Simba,” he whispered in a quivering tone, “y’gotta help me, please, ‘kay? I- I saw some’m in Tweedie’s backyard… it was black n’ white, and its tail was real big- it hollered at me ‘ta get away!”
Tod looked pleadingly up at the cub. “You’re a lion- you’re brave, an’ you c’n roar t’ scare the thing away.” His shaky little body pressed against his best friend’s, at least a bit comforted by his presence. “You’ll help me, right…?”
@thefcxandthehcund hehe :3
"Hey Tod!" The lion cub chirped a greeting to his friend, happy to see him as usual. It wasn't until the fox slinked closer to him, that Simba had begun to pick up that something was wrong. He would flick his ears, then crouch low to his buddy's level.
"What's wrong?" Then the quivering fox kit explained what was bothering him. Tod had seen something big that was black and white. Right away, Simba was picturing a zebra. He would hum quietly while picturing the animal in question, but then remembered Tod's note about the animal having a long tail. And zebra's tails didn't appear long, so Simba would shake his head and dismiss that idea.
Simba would give Tod's cheek a reassuring nuzzle, then the lion cub would straighten himself up and bristle his fur. "O'course! Nobody gets away with scaring my friend!" Young lion would reassure his friend, returning the body pressing for a moment. Then giving Tod's cheek one more nuzzle.
"I'll get that animal no problem!" He would reply, with his cocky tone. "Just wait 'ere, I'll make sure they never mess with ya' again!" And off the lion cub went, his golden fur a blur as he raced to Widow Tweed's back yard.
@thefcxandthehcund
“You know, Simba, I’m really glad we brought you back here with us,” Chase smiled, glancing sideways at his lion friend with a wag of his tail. “You’re a really good friend. And trust me, it is definitely not fun to have to live on the streets-…”
He cut himself off, freezing momentarily.
“…uh…”
Dang it! he thought, ears dropping. He doesn’t know I ever lived on my own! What if he thinks I’ve been lying to him?!
Chase deflated, sighing. “Well, I just kinda killed the mood, didn’t I…?” He settled himself on his stomach. “…whoops.”
@pcwpatrol angstyyyyyyy haha- but at least Simba might learn about Chase’s past? :’)
"You know what? I'm glad too, Chase." Simba said to his friend, a smile across his muzzle as his tail perked up. The feline would then slowly swish his tail side to side, reminiscing on the many adventures he's gone on with Chase since he adjusted to his new home in Adventure Bay.
He had caught his canine friend mention the streets briefly. Which was responded with a slight head tilt at first, along with a puzzled expression. "The streets...?" Asked the young lion, sitting down on the ground and then laying down in front of the shepherd.
"So.. you lived outside?" He would question with a flick of his tail tip. Not fully understanding how sad Chase's original situation was. For the big cat was used to living outdoors.
@pcwpatrol
Tod trotted happily up to Simba, his fluffy tail high and swishing with each step. “Hiya, Simba!” the little fox greeted him. “I gotcha somethin’!”
The young vulpine wasn’t sure if Simba knew what today was, but he hoped that, even if he did, he would take this joke lightly-
He suddenly paused, looking surprised. “Oh! Hold on a second. I forgot some’m…”
Tod rushed around the corner, struggled to put a skeleton mask on with his little russet-colored paws, and then giggled, though he tried to stifle it.
“Simba, c’n ya come help me with somethin’?”
When the lion cub did so, he’d be greeted with his fox friend hopping up in front of him, yelling, “BOO!!” Then Tod pawed it off, having meant no harm, and left the ‘fake face’ hanging around his neck as he laughed. “Golly- I’m sorry, Simba, I couldn’t help it! Tweedie says today’s April Fool’s Day! Y’know what that is, don’t ya?”
Lucky for Tod, Simba had no clue what April Fool's Day was. But the young lion was excited to see his friend trot over. "Hey Tod!" He would give the vulpine a quick nuzzle of the cheek in greeting. Then patiently wait for the fox kit to retrieve what he 'forgot.'
The feline would take a seat, waiting for his buddy to return. His tail would be held high. When he heard his friend, Simba glanced over his shoulder and said "sure!" About to get up from his seat, only to be startled by his friend with a mask on.
Simba had no idea what it was, but it did startle him! The lion cub let out a frightened "woah!" and tumbled onto his side. Then the.. face came off?! That was scary- wait, Tod?! He would blink his eyes in bewilderment.
"Nuh uh, never heard of it," Simba would answer, recovering from the small scare earlier. He would get back on up on his paws, lower his head and sniff at the mask. It seemed that was what got Simba's attention more than the holiday mentioned.
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