“It’s a wonder how anyone can get any sleep in this place with all the noise you two are making.”

Horrible timing as usual, Timon stood behind the two Nobodies, paws firmly planted on his hips as he tiredly glared between the two. Thankfully for them, their discussion before his arrival had fallen on deaf ears, at least to an extent. Timon had undoubtedly heard their discussion but it had passed as nothing more than noise to the meerkat in his exhausted state. After looking into Vyers’ agile recovery, he found himself once again in the comfort of his home. It had taken an enormous amount of energy simply to pull himself away from his comfortable resting place (otherwise referred to as ‘Simba’) and scold the two. However, he knew if he didn’t, not only would he not get any rest but the two kids as well.

“What are you two still doing up in the first place?” He asked grumpily. “Do you have any idea how late it is? The early bird ain’t even up yet for the worm. Whatever it is you two are talkin’ about can wait till the morning. The best thing the pair of you can do in the mean time is march right on back to bed and get some rest – or at least allow me to rest.”