Room 316, morning
On Sunday evening, a very happy Simba had padded back up to the third floor and fallen asleep on the bed he'd woken up on for the past couple of days. After all the fun he'd had on the weekend, he was a very happy kitty.
So happy, in fact, that he'd been completely oblivious to the physical and mental shift that had happened overnight.
On Monday morning, Hamlet woke up on his own bed, confused as to all the rips in the sheets, the dusting of brownish-gold fur all over the place, and his own general state of pantslessness. There were a few minutes of sleepy confusion before the memories of all the things he'd done over the weekend kicked in.
It wasn't just enough to have woken up as an adorable precocious lion cub, he'd chatted with 'the Amazing Spider-Ham', 'Juliet', 'Rita', and Tannim, been taught important life lessons from his lion Father (who, come to think of it, sounded a good deal like Darth Vader...), gotten beat up by a penguin, terrified some poor sap, met a beast and tried to eat him (and he was really going to have to find out who that was and apologize), and ... performed a big musical number? He groaned at the thought of that.
He felt like he was going to be ill. He definitely was going to be brooding in the dark and generally avoiding people for the next couple of days. He had enough parental issues already without adding a third crazy Father to the mix.
And frankly he felt like he should completely avoid Lord Vader for the next couple of months or so if he wanted to keep on living.
So happy, in fact, that he'd been completely oblivious to the physical and mental shift that had happened overnight.
On Monday morning, Hamlet woke up on his own bed, confused as to all the rips in the sheets, the dusting of brownish-gold fur all over the place, and his own general state of pantslessness. There were a few minutes of sleepy confusion before the memories of all the things he'd done over the weekend kicked in.
It wasn't just enough to have woken up as an adorable precocious lion cub, he'd chatted with 'the Amazing Spider-Ham', 'Juliet', 'Rita', and Tannim, been taught important life lessons from his lion Father (who, come to think of it, sounded a good deal like Darth Vader...), gotten beat up by a penguin, terrified some poor sap, met a beast and tried to eat him (and he was really going to have to find out who that was and apologize), and ... performed a big musical number? He groaned at the thought of that.
He felt like he was going to be ill. He definitely was going to be brooding in the dark and generally avoiding people for the next couple of days. He had enough parental issues already without adding a third crazy Father to the mix.
And frankly he felt like he should completely avoid Lord Vader for the next couple of months or so if he wanted to keep on living.