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[there's a shrill, babbling voice of a worried mother meerkat cutting across the board]

I knew it, I knew it - why did I give him so much space? Why did I keep my mouth shut? It seemed something good to try at the time but but - he's gone! He's been gone for so long and he hasn't come back and he always came back except now! He's not coming back this time, I just know it. And I don't even know where he went... Timon, all alone out in this frightening jungle!

[long, quiet, jittery pause... and then a hitched sob]

He's dead. My little Timmy is... is dead!

[because Ma totally has all the evidence for this. yep.]

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I couldn't tell.

I thought you died!

Yeah, I really have tell Ma to stop sayin' that...

Why did she think you were dead, anyway?

How am I supposed to know why mothers do these crazy things?

Gee Timon, I don't think my mom ever did anything like this.

Well, your mother never lived in a hole in the ground either.

Edited 2011-06-01 08:35 (UTC)

Weeell, I think she did that one time...

... What?

I think she was trying to hide from an angry rhinoceros.

Or maybe it was a hippo.

I don't even want to know...

No wait, I remember! It was a flamingo!

...What?

A flamingo, Pumbaa?

... Wait, no. We're not getting into this.

Edited 2011-06-01 17:48 (UTC)

It was a very angry flamingo.

I don't care about the flamingo.

But you asked.

But I took it back.

...You still asked.

I vetoed it!

...You should've vetoed it sooner.

I vetoed as soon as I could!

[A pause.]

Then you shouldn't have said it in the first place.

I was preoccupied.

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