"Please... I give..." Simba weakly said. He didn't care if the crowd wouldn't like it, he figured anything would be better than going through anymore of this humiliation. As expected, the crowd groaned in annoyance (except for Timon and Pumba, who could only look on in horror). The crowd wanted to see some puny bug get squashed up tonight, and he was stopping it right now. They started to shout, and the vulture tried to quiet them all down. Thunder, meanwhile, was grinning.
Simba lost, so he could do anything he wanted to the cub. He sealed up his lips, keeping his new toy trapped in his maw. The prince was too weak to even struggle against the inside of his mouth.
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