The Lion Guard: Timon and Pumbaa's Support

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Mizimu Grove.

"How's your family, Kion?" Beshte asked.

"Everyone's fine." Kion answered.

He glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

He returned a moment later, and settled down on Beshte's back.

"It's all clear." Ono said.

"Thanks, Ono." Fuli said warmly.

Bunga cleared his throat.

"I need to meet up with my uncles." He said.

"Have a good time." Kion said.

Bunga turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, he saw Timon and Pumbaa settled down outside the den.

"Hi." Bunga said.

Timon and Pumbaa glanced up.

"Hi Bunga." Pumbaa said.

"How was your patrol?" Timon added.

"It was fine." Bunga answered.

He moved forward, and settled down beside them.

"I need to ask you something." Bunga said.

"What is it?" Pumbaa prompted.

"Do I still have your support?" Bunga asked.

Timon and Pumbaa exchanged a glance.

"Of course you do." Timon said.

"You always will." Pumbaa added.

"I love you both." Bunga said.

"We love you too." Timon said warmly.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"I love you." Nala said.

Simba's expression softened.

"I love you too." He answered.