Me: "Well Everyone. I'm starting the story but I ask that you don't expect the updates too soon. Somebody threatened to do this story if I didn't so that's why I'm getting started. Here's who will be who."

Simba/Beast Boy

Nala/Terra (A/N: No offense to my fellow BBRae fans but I can't picture Raven acting like Nala)

Timon/Robin

Pumbaa/Cyborg

The three hyenas/Mammoth, Gizmo, and Jinx.

Scar/Slade

Sarabi(A/N: Or however you spell it)/Starfire

Mufasa/Nightwing

Zazu/Raven (A/N: Because she once took out all of my coco from studio and it's payback time!)

Rafiki/Beast Within

Me: Start the fic.

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Slade was toying with a mouse. Just when the mouse would think he got away an s trap caught him with a cage or stuck his feet to the ground or in something of that nature.

"Life's not fair is it? You see I...well, I shall never be king. sigh. And you... you shall never see the light of another day." said Slade.

He took out a very sharp S out of his right breast and raised it up high to stab the little mouse when...

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?" asked Raven appearing out of nowhere.

"What do you want little bird?" asked Slade.

"I'm here to tell you that King Nightwing is on his way. So you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning."

But for that little comment she used her powers to free the mouse sending him scampering away.

"Oh now look Raven; you've managed scared away my fun." said Slade.

"Ha! Having fun would be the last thing on my mind with Nightwing on his way as he is now. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia." said Raven.

"Oh I quiver with FEAR!" said Slade as he got out some weapons.

Raven's hands were surrounded with a black aura in defense.

"Slade!" shouted Nightwing approaching.

"What?" demanded Slade.

"Drop'em!" said Nightwing.

Slade dropped his weapons.

"Impeccable timing your majesty." said Raven.

"Well it looks like my big goody two shoes brother has decided to descend from on high to mingle with the commoners." said Slade.

"Starfire and I didn't see you at the presentation of Beast Boy." said Nightwing.

"That was today? Oh I feel simply awful." said Slade.

He scrapped a sharp S down the side of the cave wall, Raven cringes at the sound.

"Must've slipped my mind." said Slade.

"Yes, well, as slippery as your filthy mind is, as the king's brother you should've been first in line!" said Raven.

"I was first in line...till the little elf was born." said Slade.

Nightwing narrowed his eyes at Slade.

"That 'elf' is my son...and you're future king!" said Nightwing.

"Oh, I'll practice my curtsy then." said Slade sarcastically.

Slade started to walk away.

"Don't turn your back on me, Slade!" shouted Nightwing.

"Oh no Nightwing, maybe it's you who shouldn't be turning your back on me." Said Slade.

Nightwing jumped over Slade, landed in front of him, and had a bow staff pointed at Slade's neck.

"Is that a challenge?" demanded Nightwing.

"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you." said Slade.

"Pity. Why not?" asked Raven in a monotone voice.

"Well as far as brains go, I got the Titan's share. But when it comes to brute strenght...I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool." said Slade.

Slade then started to walk away.

"There's one in every family sire...A really big one in mine, actually. And they always manage to ruin special occasions." said Raven.

"What am I going to do with him?" asked Nightwing.

"His mask would make a very handsome frying pan." said Raven.

"Raven." said Nightwing.

"And just think! Whenever you're hungry you could just break a few eggs on it." said Raven.

Nightwing chuckled a little.

Me: "Okay. Well now that that's over with. Review please."