I can't see this ending well, can you? [Active]

[maldonianfrog]

Character(s): Prince Naveen and Timon
Content: Naveen and Timon run into each other.
Setting: A fountain near one of the Actua Are Hotels
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: None... unless Timon needs a warning.

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[cowardly_hero]

The problem with public swimming pools was that you never knew who you’d be swimming with. Now, Timon hadn’t been particularly picky where he had stopped to bath. Unlike Naveen, he was more than privileged to use Vyers’ sink as his own personal bathtub - which he often did. However, on this particular day, he had chosen to use one of the cities fountains. He had the feeling Vyers was beginning to catch onto what he had been using the sink and his toothbrush for. Not only that, but the demon had spent what felt like hours on end in the bathroom simply admiring himself. If he hadn’t gone out to look for somewhere to bath he would have surely been stuck waiting all day for his turn in the bathroom.

“Sing hey! For the bath at close of day that washes the weary mud away!” The meerkat sang loudly while he scrubbed his fur clean. He was completely unaware that he was among company in the fountain. Who would expect company in a fountain? “A warthog is he that will not sing: Oh! Water hot is a noble thing!”

[maldonianfrog]

No one would expect company in a fountain. And while Naveen was surprised when someone else's very loud singing interrupted the tune he was humming to himself, Naveen was to occupied in his own thoughts to realize just where the singing was coming from. Not to mention that Naveen certainly wasn't going to tell another music lover to stop singing, no matter how loud it was.

But, Naveen was to preoccupied with his own thoughts to realize that he was swimming into right into the singer, and he didn't realize until he collided with him headfirst.

[cowardly_hero]

“Oh! Water is fair that leaps on high in a fountain beneath the mysterious dome up high. But never did a fountain sound so sweet as splashing water on my fe-AGH!” The unexpected collision, as well as the force behind it, was more than enough to send the meerkat flying forward face first into the water when the frog swam into him. He let out a cry in surprise only to have it replaced the sound of gargling until he submerged.

A series of coughs could be heard when Timon finally pulled himself out of the water. He looked himself over briefly in disgust before shaking some of the water off. The fountain was freezing. It was for that reason he had been slowly working from his legs up, allowing himself to get used to the water. The meerkat groaned, unsure whether to start over or simply dive in before he remembered the reason he had found himself soaked wet in the first place.

“Hey, what’s the big idea?” He shouted, turning around to face the culprit responsible for knocking him over.

[maldonianfrog]

Naveen flailed a bit in the water after the colision before he managed to right himself. Only to find himself facing a very, very loud meerkat. The way the meerkat was acting made it seem like he wasn't the type to brush it off as the accident it was.

Naveen exhaled sharply through his nose in annoyance, and replied "It was an accident. What were you doing in here in the first place?"

[cowardly_hero]

All previous traces of anger that had been on the meerkats face vanished as stepped back to observe Naveen. His surprised expression said it all: the last thing he had expected to run into was a frog, especially here of all places. Timon scratched his head and looked Naveen over from head to toe. He didn’t look particularly threatening, what being a frog and all, but even then he was surprisingly larger than an average frog. At least as far as Timon could tell. It had been some time since he had last seen one, never mind spoken with someone his size. Well, other than Urd that one time.

It took Timon a moment to realize he had been asked a question and recover from his surprise. “Hu? Oh, me? I was bathing, of course! A guy has gotta keep clean somehow, you know. Some of us care what we smell like. What about amphibian such as yourself, what are you doing in here? You weren’t spying on me, were you?”