Timon X Pumbaa Novels & Stories

“I am not, “Storm corrected. Omar’s laughter came again making Bash internally cringe. The man looked like a true papa bear, he was tall, hairy, maintained a grey face beard, muscular with a little pot belly, and had a Twink. The Twink named Tobi was a head shorter than his sugar daddy, he was sassily dressed in tight clothing and had make up on. He gave Bash a look that got him wondering his crimes . The bear and his Twink sat. “Good evening, Storm, it’s been too long, “said Tobi. He had a peculiar accent, it was from a country in Africa usually called the giant of the continent (Nigeria.)

he said softly, and just like a lightning, something soft touched my lips, as all the butterflies began to dance the old fate song. “MOMMY, WHAT HAPPENS AFTER Simba leaves their kingdom?” When I heard Rious’ voice, I came out of my trance. I grin gently as I stare at him. “Well, Simba met his buddies Timon and Pumba, and they traveled and grew together, and Simba learned to eat worms,” I added, brushing his hair. “But he was a lion.” “Yes, he was a meat-eating lion who also ate insects,” I said with a smile.