Alex and (Y/n) were still being carried by the crowd until the last lion purposely missed and made them fall. Alex looks up to see Makunga. "Oops!" He laughed. "I hate to be a party pooper, Zuba, but some of the other lions were wondering when you were going to banish your son." Makunga said. "What?" (Y/n) asked as she stands up, glaring at him. "What are you talking about, Makunga?" Zuba asked. "It's nothing, really. They're gripping about how Alakay never went through the rite of passage, blah, blah, blah, so technically speaking, he can't be a member of the pride. It's nonsense." Makunga said. "I had forgotten about the rite of passage." Zuba said. "What's that?" (Y/n) asked. "It's a traditional coming-of-age ceremony where young lions earn their manes by demonstrating their skills." Zuba said.

"Sort of a show-of-skill talent show type of deal?" Alex asked. "Yeah. Strutting their stuff." Zuba said. "A performance! I think that's up my alley, guys. (Y/n)'s too. If it's tradition, I want to do it. Strut my stuff. Earn my mane. I want to be Alaki." Alex said. "Alakay." Florrie said. "Alakay! Even better." Alex said. "We will hold the rite of passage first thing in the morning!" Zuba said. "That's wonderful! Good luck, Alakay." Makunga said. "Where I come from, we say, "Break a leg." Alex said. "That's my boy!" Zuba said. Makunga waves goodbye to Alex as Zuba carries him. Makunga looks on with a devious smirk. King Julien comes in singing and dancing drunk while (Y/n), Gloria, Alex, Marty, and Melman were looking over the reserve as the sun shone over the water.

KING JULIEN: I'm a private dancer
A dancer for money
Any old music will do

King Julien passes out. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Gloria asked. "Yeah." Melman said. "It's amazing." Marty said. "Sure is." (Y/n) said. "Guys... this is where we belong." Alex said. Rico looks through a glass soda bottle and spotted a tourist jeep. Kowalski, Skipper, Rico, and Private were wearing a branch, dry grass, a rock, and dry leaves as disguises in order to stay out of sight. "Operation Tourist Trap is a go." Skipper said. "Oh, I like that one. That's a good one." Private said. "It works on many levels, sir." Kowalski said. "You guys are a bunch of suck-ups." Skipper said. "That, too, sir." Kowalski said. "Absolutely." Private said. "Stations. Stage one. Go!" Skipper said. Private runs into the middle of the rode where a mark is drawn and walks in place until he gets hit by the jeep. The jeep sends Private into a body layout where he puts ketchup on, cracks an egg over his head, and brings out a small bone to look dead.

Brad runs over to Private. "Oh, no! What have I done?" He asked. "Come on, take the bait." Skipper said. The tourists run out to the "dead" penguin. "What happened?" Gwen asked. "Oh, look at the poor little guy." Natasha said. "Is it dead?" Ronnie asked. Everyone takes pictures. "Stage two! Go, go, go!" Skipper said. The team use a plank and Rico throws a rock at the other end so that they jump into the jeep. Skipper opens the hood, allowing Rico to hot wire the car. "I will give him the kiss of life." Brad said. "Rico!" Rico connects two wires. The windshield wipers turn on. Meanwhile, Brad gives Private the kiss of life by blowing into his mouth. "Rico!" Rico finally finds the wire as Brad blew too much air into Private and sent him flying into the truck. "Reverse!" Rico puts the truck in reverse. "Gas!" Private falls on the gas pedal. "Music!" Skipper said. Kowalski puts on Boston: More Than a Feeling. Brad tries to catch up. "No! Stop! Stop! Stop! Come back!" Brad said. The penguins high five until Nana wakes up with lipstick all over her face. "What is all this rock n' roll racket?!" She asked. The penguins throw Nana out the window.

"Is she dead?" Private asked. They all see Nana get back up in a fighting stance. "No!" Skipper backs up to Nana, pushing her back and drive away. Nana gets up, cracks her neck, and shouts. "You hoodlums!" As Nana puts her glasses on, Brad and the tour group run up. "Good heavens! Are you OK?" Brad asked. "Lady, I found your pocketbook." Greg said. "My handbag. Such a good boy. Nana can't survive without it." Nana said. "Wow. You are one tough cookie." Greg said. "Brownies Troop 416, Yonkers." Nana said. "OK, nobody panic! The best thing we can do is stay together. We'll wait for another tour jeep. It may take hours and it's getting dark, but..." Brad said. Nana walks away. "Where are you going?" Greg asked. "I'm not gonna stay out in the open and get attacked by more animals! I'm too old to die." Nana said.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm going with her. Old lady, wait up!" Greg said. Everyone follows Greg's lead. "Please! We need to stay... together. Fine! We'll go that way!" Brad said. "Does anyone want a hard candy?" Nana asked. It was dark. Families of lions tuck their cubs into bed. Zuba and Florrie lead (Y/n) and Alex, with his eyes closed, into his old cave. "Easy now." Florrie said. "Watch your step. And this right here... OK, are you ready?" They uncover his eyes. "This is where you always slept." Zuba said. "Oh, man! Wow." Alex sees his small bed, toys, hanging mobile, and a small paw print on his wall. "Was this mine?" He plays with the mobile. "Look at you. Look at him." Zuba said. "Oh, this thing." Alex plays with lion rattle. "Look, look! I remember this!" He said. "He remembers." Zuba said. Alex tested his bed. "A little harder than..." he said. "You never slept on the right end. You always slept on the bottom end." Zuba said. (Y/n) sees his paw print. "Is that...? Is that his...? Is that Alex?" She asked. "He had the cutest little paws." Florrie said. "Little, little bitty ol' paws." Zuba said. "You did that the day we lost you and (Y/n)." Florrie said. "Wow. We were so young. What happened to us?" (Y/n) asked. "It was all my fault. I turned my back for a minute and..." Zuba said.

"It was not your fault. Your father and (Y/n)'s did everything they could. They tracked hunters for weeks. Far off the reserve." Florrie said. "Finally, I had to assume the hunters, well..." Zuba said. "We thought... We thought they'd killed you both." Florrie said. (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "My father... earlier you said that he would've been happy knowing I was okay. So is he... does that mean?" (Y/n) asked. Zuba and Florrie looked at each in silence for a moment before looking at her again. Zuba sighed. "(Y/n), I... I am so sorry. But... your father... he was killed shortly after the hunters took you and Alex away." He said. Her eyes widened again. "Well, what about my mother? Is she...?" (Y/n) asked. "And your mother... she died shortly after giving birth to you." Florrie added. Her eyes widened for the third time.

"Your father was devastated. And even more so after losing you too." Florrie said. (Y/n) looked at the ground, processing all of this. So her mother died after having her, and her father died shortly after she was taken, so that means... she had no family left. She felt tears form in her eyes. The three lions looked at her in concern and pity before Alex slowly walked over. "(Y/n), I... I'm so sorry." He said. She looked at him and hugged him, sobbing. He hugged her back. After the hug, Florrie spoke up. "Another thing you might not remember (Y/n), is that... you were supposed to be our guardian." She said. "Guardian?" She asked. "Yes, your father was trying to train you alongside me trying to train Alex of becoming a fighter." Zuba said. "However, since both your parents are gone, we can help teach you." Zuba said. "Really?" (Y/n) asked. "Of course. I know all about the guardian." Zuba said. (Y/n) smiled at them. "Thanks, Zuba." She said, and wipes a few tears. They smiled back.

"Oh. What's this?" (Y/n) asked as she took out a blanket. "He used to call that "foofie." Florrie said. (Y/n) giggled. "He doesn't want that." Zuba said. "This is my foofie!" Zuba and Alex stare at each other in awkward silence until (Y/n) giggled again. "Zuba, you better give him his foofie." She said. "I mean, no, thank you, thank you. It's perfect." Alex said. "Well, son, you get your rest. You have a big day tomorrow. You'll need all your strength." Zuba said. "I am gonna bring the house down for you, Dad." Alex said. Zuba laughs. "I hope so. Otherwise, your father will have to banish you." He said. "Wait, are you serious?" (Y/n) asked. "I know you're gonna do us proud. You know why?" Zuba pulls out Alex's paw. "You were born with it. Good night, Alakay. My boy. My own boy. My son's a king. My son's a king."Florrie looks at Alex lovingly and kisses his temple before she leaves Alex's room. (Y/n) smiles at Alex before she left the cave.

"Good night, Mom. Good night, (Y/n)." Alex said. "Good night, Alakay." Florrie said. "Night." (Y/n) said. Florrie squishes the lightning bug and leaves Alex's room. Once he's alone, Alex gushes over his blanket without realizing that other lions and cubs can hear him. "Foofie. Look at my foofie! My foofie! Foofie, foofie, foofie. My foofie." (Y/n) laughed, him not realizing that she heard him too. The tour group, led by Nana, were still walking searching for civilization. Greg records the whole thing. "No sign of civilization. Everybody appears very tired. I think we're lost. Hey, Nana, do you even know where you're going?" Greg asked. "No, but I'm going with a skip in my step and a smile on my face." Nana said. "Sure, right, OK. Yeah, all right." Greg said. Everyone hears rustling from a nearby bush. The group got startled until they saw it was another tour group. "It's people. Where did you come from?" David asked. "How did you get out of here?" Tia asked.

"Can you help us? We're lost." Greg said. "We're lost too." David said. "It was awful. A flash of black and white and they were gone. They took the jeep! Everything!" Tia said. "That happened to our jeep too!" Greg said. "What are we gonna do?" Percy asked. "How are we all gonna survive out here?" David asked. "No food, no water, no shelter. What are we gonna do?!" Greg asked. Everyone panics until they heard Nana whistle, grabbing their attention. They see Nana make a fire with two knitting needles and a sock. "You can let nature get the best of you, or you can get the best of nature." Nana sprays some hairspray on the fire to make it bigger. "Gather 'round, children. We're New Yorkers, right?" She asked. "Yeah." Greg said. "We survive the concrete jungle! When we need food, we hunt for a decent hot dog stand. Am I right?" Nana asked. "She's right." Greg said. "When we need shelter, we build skyscrapers." Nana said. "Exactly!" David said. "When we need water, we build a dam." Nana said. "Come on! We're New Yorkers, for crying out loud!" Greg said. Nana holds up a torch, looking like the Statue of Liberty.

"If we can make it there, we can make it anywhere!" Nana said. Everyone cheers. Meanwhile Mort comes out of the water, soaked and coughing. "I'm coming, King Julien!" He sings and skips until a shark comes out of the water trying to eat him. He runs away, screaming and laughing, but the shark chases him. "Bad fishy! Bad fishy! No, shark, no! Sit! Why am I laughing?" Mort asked. The clearing where they crashed into was now filled with jeeps. Kowalski and Skipper, with the Hula Girl bobblehead, were looking over their blue-prints. "Skipper, we have all the parts we need, but we're slightly behind schedule." Kowalski said. "How slightly?" Skipper asked. "Six to nine years." Kowalski said. "Sixty-nine years?" Skipper shouted. "No, six to nine years." Kowalski said. "Private! What happened to our thumbs?" Skipper asked. "Haven't seen them since yesterday, sir." Private drops the screwdriver. "Darn you, Darwin!" The jeep hood closes in on him. "Nobody goes AWOL on my watch. Private! You're coming with me." There is an explosion in the hood. "Rico, you're coming with me!" Rico splits a jeep in half.

"We'll track them down and bring them in for court martial." Skipper said. "That won't be necessary! We've recruited a few extra thumbs for you, Skipper." Manson said. Behind them, an army of monkeys gather around. "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle." Skipper said. "Oh, I doubt that." Manson said. The monkeys cheer. "Enough lollygagging. Let's get to work. We'll divide into three groups. Group Alpha, you're in charge of sheet metal fabrication. Group Bronson, you'll handle assembly. Group George Peppard, you'll handle craft services." Skipper said. "Any questions?" Mason was the only one to put his hand up, but Skipper ignores him. "Good! Now let's get to work." The monkeys tear apart the jeeps. "I'd like to kiss you, monkey man." Skipper said. "All right, but you're so darn ugly." He kisses Skipper. The lion cubs and Alex get ready by putting on war paint all over themselves.

"All right, so, little cub scouts, just remember a great dance performance comes from the heart. Just comes straight from the heart, you'll never go wrong." Alex said. The cubs just give him a weird stare. "Sure, mister." One said. "Hey, Alakay, I just happened to walk by, I thought I'd wish you luck. You aren't nervous, are you?" Makunga asked. "Nah, it's my thing. You know? It's kind of what I do." Alex said. "In my opinion, the key to this whole thing is choosing the right competitor." Makunga said. "Competitor?" (Y/n) asked. "Oh, you mean, this is like a dance battle sort of thing? Like a dance-off?" Alex asked. "Uh, sure." He said. "Great. I love that. Freestyle, put your moves out. Who'd you think would be a good match for me? You know, just to keep things interesting." Alex said. "Well, I wish I could help, but that's strictly against our ancient tradition and all we hold sacred. But if it was me out there... I'd choose Teetsi." Makunga said. "Teetsi?" (Y/n) asked. "OK. Sounds interesting. Makunga, right? Thank you." Alex said.

"Anything for Zuba's boy. Go get 'em, tiger." Makunga said. "Shake it out. A five, six, seven, eight. Let's go, let's do this." The cubs and Alex make the way to the stage. The whole crowd cheers as they did a traditional dance in the middle of the arena around a circle. When it ends, they all stand before Zuba. "Let us begin the rite of passage ceremony." Zuba said. "Come on, baby! Make Mama proud!" Florrie cheered. "Woman, I'm trying to take care of business here." Zuba said, and (Y/n) snickers. "So who will be the first participant?" Zuba asked. "Me! Oh! Me, me, me! Me! Me! Me! Me, me! Please, me?" Alex asked. "How about you? The tall, handsome one. Yeah. Choose your opponent." Zuba said. "Let me see. I guess I'll pick..." Alex looks at Makunga as he winks. "Teetsi?" Everyone gasps. "Teetsi? Why did he pick Teetsi?" Florrie asked. "What do you mean? What's wrong with Teetsi?" (Y/n) asked. "That's my boy! He's got some gumption there! Somebody, wake him up! Wake him up!" A lion drops a large rock on a sleeping Teetsi. Teetsi wakes up, eyes red, claws ready, and muscles pumped, giving out a loud roar. (Y/n) gasped.

Teetsi and Alex circle each other around the ring. "Let's dance!" Teetsi said. "OK. But it's only fair to warn you that I am a protégé of Fosse and Robbins!" Alex said. "Not "dance" dance! Fight!" Teetsi said. "Dance fight! You got it." Alex dances, confusing everyone. "Is he dancing?" Florrie asked. "What's he doing?" Zuba asked. "Uh oh..." (Y/n) mumbled. "I know that boy is not dancing." Florrie said. "This is even better than I thought." Makunga said. As Alex was dancing, Teetsi took this opportunity to strike. "Alex, turn around!" (Y/n) shouted. "No, no, (Y/n), its hop, shuffle, ball change, hip swish, turn around." As Alex turns, Teetsi comes flying in with both fists. The force between Alex and Teetsi's fists was sent throughout the area, splitting a rock in half. They see Alex was thrown to Zuba's pedestal, split in half. Alex was easily defeated. (Y/n) gasped. "Oh, no." Zuba said. "Are you hurt?" (Y/n) asked. (Y/n) and Florrie help Alex up and see that he has a black eye. "Yeah, I am. Did I... did I win?" Alex asked. "No, no, son. How could this happen? You told us you were a king and a king does not get beat." Zuba said. "Well, I am a king. I'm the King of New York. It's my stage name. Like for when I perform." Alex said.

"Perform?" Zuba asked. Makunga walks up, pretending to be shocked. "Oh, no, this is horrible! Alakay has failed the test!" He said. "Who would have ever imagined that today Zuba would have to banish... his own son?" He added. "Zuba, no." Florrie said. "Zuba, yes. Sadly, the alpha lion must cast out all failures." Makunga said. Zuba takes a long look at his son. Zuba didn't have it in. "Then I'm no longer the alpha lion." Zuba throws away his staff. "Dad, what are you doing? Dad, no! You can't do this." Alex said. Makunga picks up the staff and relishes in his victory. "Who could possibly take Zuba's place? Anyone? Someone? No one?" He sees a lion step up. "You, sir!" Makunga whacks him with the staff, knocking him out, and making it look like an accident.

"I guess not. Well, I... this is all very awkward, but I suppose I could carry this tremendous burden." Zuba glares at him. "Teetsi! Get the hat. As your new leader, I hereby banish Alakay! He shall wear this hat of shame..." Teetsi puts a fruit hat on Alex. "And leave the watering hole for a thousand years, or life! Whichever comes last. And secondly, (Y/n), our guardian, will now officially be my girlfriend." He said. Her eyes widened. "What?!" She asked. He smirked. "That's right, sweetie. Just you and me." He said. Alex felt anger build inside him as he growled. "As if! (Y/n) would never be your girlfriend!" Alex shouted. "Exactly." She said. "I'm afraid she has no choice in the matter. Now that I'm The Alpha Lion." Makunga said. (Y/n) growled at him. "I don't care if you're the alpha lion. I will never date you! Not in a million years!" She growled. Makunga growled. "Like I said, you have no choice, sweetheart." He said.

Zuba was busy sweeping as Alex helps him pick up. "Come on! Shoo! Shoo! Get out of here! You should have told us, son. You should have told us that you weren't a real king!" Zuba said. "You never told me I'd have to fight anybody!" Alex said. "What did you expect, son?!" Zuba yelled. "I don't know! Maybe a little fatherly advice like, "Hey, son, it's a fight!" Alex said. "You're a lion aren't you?!" Zuba asked. "But I never fought another lion in my life!" Alex said. "No, I guess not. You dance!" Zuba said. "And other stuff! The point is, your pal, Makunga, set me up back there! I mean none of this would have happened..." Alex began. "If you were a real lion." Zuba said. "Zuba!" Florrie shouted. "Yeah, I said it!" Zuba said. "A real lion. Thanks." Alex walks away. "Thanks a lot." Florrie glares at Zuba and looks back as Alex walks away. Melman was busy with a patient as the other giraffes assisted. "Saw. Suture. Swab." Steven looks at Melman's shoulder. "You're in my light, Steven." "Ooh, say, you've got a brown spot there on your shoulder." Steven said.

"Yes. That's very observant, Stephen. As you can see, I'm covered in brown spots. OK! That bone will be good as new in a few weeks." Melman's patient is revealed to be a little giraffe named Timo with a broken leg. Melman was able to put a cast on the leg. "So I don't have to pick out a dying hole?" Timo asked. "No, Timo, you've got your whole life ahead of you." Melman said. "Really?" Stephen asked. "Go out there and grab it by the horns." Melman said. "Thank you, Dr. Mankiewicz!" Timo left. "Break a leg! Sweet kid." They follow Melman to his next patient. "This spot looks like Witch Doctor's Disease." Steve said. Melman laughs. "Witch Doctor's Disease? That's the most ridiculous disease I've ever heard of, Steven. Whoa." Melman's next patient is an elephant with his trunk in a knot. "Don't ask." Jimmy said. "Someone's been knotty." Melman said. "OK. This won't hurt a bit." Melman said. "Joe, our last witch doctor, he had a spot just like that." Steve said. "And?" Melman asked. "Monday, Joe. Wednesday, no Joe." Melman pulls on the elephant's trunk and unties it.

"Wednesday, no Joe?" Melman asked. "I can breathe! Thanks, doc!" Jimmy said. "So this Witch Doctor's Disease is a real thing?" Melman asked. "You'll find a cure! Hey! You've got at least 48 hours!" Murray said. "But I've never heard of it. I mean... I don't have any penicillin. I'm gonna need a CAT scan just to get started!" Melman said. "We'll have a lion look you over. They'd be happy to." Melman was starting to get worried. Marty shows the zebra herd his trick he did at the zoo. Marty gargles water into his mouth, spits out some, and catches it in his mouth. He spits out two drops of water and caught it in his mouth. He did this a couple more times and finished it by spraying the crowd. Everyone cheers. "Whoa!" They said. "Ta-Da!!" Marty said. "That guy's got talent." Zorro said. "Stupendous and tremendous." Ronnie said. "Hollah!" They said. "Bet you haven't seen that one, before! Knocked 'em dead in New York!" Marty said. "Hey, let's all give it a try!" Zorro said. "Yeah! Let's do it!" Ronnie said. They all rush to the water and take some until their cheeks are full.

"Well, you can try all you want to, but it takes years of practice. You're never gonna quite get a tight stream until you build up your lip muscles to the point where you can purse your lips like this. You got it?" Marty sees the zebras spit out drops of water and catching it in their mouths. They all spray out the water, causing a massive wave to sweep up Marty. "Ta-da!" They said. Marty comes out from behind a rock. "How did you...? You guys got it right out of the box!" Marty said. "If you can do it..." Zorro began. "We can do it. It's in our blood!" Ronnie said. "I always that I was a little bit unique." Marty said. "We are unique!" They said. "Hey, we are like a force of nature! A million points of light!" Paul said. "And dark stripes!" Harry said as he jumps up. "Exactly the same!" They said. "Exactly the same." Marty said. Skipper and Kowalski were looking at some blueprints. "Looks impressive, Kowalski, but will it fly?" Skipper asked.

"Yes. If we fold it here, here and here." Kowalski folds the blueprints into a paper airplane and throws it. "Nice." Skipper said. The paper plane flies over the monkeys that were busy dismantling jeeps and fixing the plane. The plane then flies over Alex, Marty, and Melman sitting on the seats of the plane. "Oh, man. My dad thinks I'm a total loser. Not only that but I've lost (Y/n)." Alex said. They all looked at him in surprise and worry. "What do you mean you lost (Y/n)?" Melman asked. "Well you see..." "Hey, guys." Gloria jumps inside. "Is this place great or what?!" Gloria jumps up. "I'd go with "or what." Alex said. "Well, I'll tell you what. You're not gonna believe it, but... I got a date with Moto-Moto." Gloria said. "Who's Moto-Moto?" Melman asked. "Oh, he's so big and handsome and big!" Gloria said. "You know what "Moto-Moto" means?" She asked. "Twins?" Melman asked. "It means "Hot Hot." Marty said. ""Hot Hot"?" Melman asked. "Ok. When did you start parlez-ing African?" Gloria asked. "It is in my blood." Marty said. "Well don't worry, you can flirt around with Mr. Hot Pants after I'm gone." Melman said.

"What's the deal, Melman? Why am I the parade and you're the rain?" Gloria asked. Some monkeys came in to get the steel parts. "Why do you have to drive your parade under my rain?" Melman shot back. "Maybe I'll just parade myself in another part of town!" Gloria said. "Whoa, guys." Alex said. "Main Street's mine!" Melman said. "Well, you can have your old stinkin' Main Street!" Gloria said. "And you can take your hotee-tot float and Mr. Hotee Moto-Moto..." Melman said. "What are you talking about?" Gloria asked. "What are you talking about?" Melman asked. "What are we talking about?" "Marty" asked. "Melman, why don't you just tell her?" Alex asked. "You tell... What? Tell her... What are you talking...? I don't know what you're talking about." Melman said. "So I guess I'll go, then." Gloria said. "You know what? Don't bother." Melman said. "Don't get up on my account." Melman and Gloria both leave. "No, no, no! Melman! Gloria!" Alex said. "Hey, I thought you guys were friends!" "Marty" said. "Come on, guys. Marty's absolutely right." Alex said.

"Marty?" Kevin asked. "Marty?" Alex finds out that the zebra was not actually Marty, but another zebra named Kevin. "What the heck is going on?" Marty asked. "You're not...? Oh! He was... No, I thought he... You're not him. He's... Oh." Alex said. "You thought that guy was me?" Marty asked. "You thought I was him?" Kevin asked. "You guys do kind of look a little... You look a lot alike. Marty, you look a lot alike. Come on. You laugh alike." Marty and Kevin look each other up and down. "Talk alike. He has the same sort of speech pattern. I mean. It's a little weird, really. I mean, come on. Marty." Alex said. "So you're saying there's nothing unique about me. I'm just like any other zebra." Marty said. "No. Of course you're different!" Alex said. "How?" They both asked. Alex paused. "OK. OK, I can't tell you apart. Maybe you could wear a bell or something. I don't know." He said. "A bell?!" Marty asked. "OK, not a bell. No, bell's a bad idea." Alex said. "No, no, no! How about a T-shirt that says "I'm with stupid"?" Marty asked. "I'm not stupid." Kevin said.

"Not you, stupid! Him, stupid!" Marty said. "You know what, while you've been off doing the prancing pony with your new posse, I've been having pretty much the worst day of my life. OK? Not to mention I've lost (Y/n)!" He said. This surprised Marty. He gave him a serious look. "What do you mean you lost her?" He demanded, his voice rising. "I... well... it's a long story, but..." Alex said. "You're not even going to tell me?" Marty asked. "Well... I..." Alex said. "Alex, (Y/n) isn't just your friend, she's my friend too, she's our friend to all of us, and then you go and lose her?" Marty asked, getting angrier. "It wasn't my fault, Marty! But I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand!" Alex snapped. This really hurt Marty. Alex sees the zebra walk away. "Yeah, fine. Run away, Marty! Run away! That's what you do best! Just like back in New York!" Alex said. "I'm right here." Alex turns to see Marty.

"But you can't tell that, right?" He begins to walk away. "Screw you, Alex. And you better get (Y/n) back!" Marty said. "Good, leave! I don't need you to help me solve my problems! You know what? You're a dime dozen! I can't tell which one's Marty! Oh, which one's Marty? Wait a minute. Oh, yeah, I don't care!" Alex said. "Nice hat, you showoff!" Marty snapped. Alex watches as Marty walks away. "Marty... Don't go." He begged. King Julien and Maurice ride on ostriches as a pack of flamingoes ran behind them. "Giddy-up, giddy-up! Look, Maurice! Here's the perfect spot for my summer palace! So please fill in all these holes and relocate the riff-raff." King Julien said. "Who'd leave a perfectly good head lying around?" He asked. "What a waste." Maurice said. "Tell me about it. I'm in my prime here. I'm terminal, you know? I probably only have another two days left to live." Melman said. "That's a bummer, man." Maurice said. King Julien uses the flamingoes' heads as steps to get to the ground. "If I, King Julien, that's my name, only had two days left to live, I would do all the things I've ever dreamed of doing." King Julien said. "Like what?" Melman asked.

"I would love to become a professional whistler. I'm pretty amazing at it now, but I want to get like even better, and make my living out of it." King Julien said. He blows a raspberry. "You know what else I would do? I would invade a neighboring country and impose my own ideology, even if they didn't want it!" King Julien said. "Easy for you to say. You're a king." Melman said. King Julien hops on Melman's head. "Yes. And you are only just a sad little head. But there must be something you want to do before you die!" King Julien said. "Well, there is this one thing." Melman said. "What is it? Tell me." King Julien said. "No, I couldn't." Melman said. "What is it?" King Julien asked. "You know, I never really had the guts to tell Gloria how I feel about her." Melman said. "What is it? Please tell me!" King Julien said. "I never had the guts to tell Gloria how I feel about her. How I've always felt about her." Melman said. "Fine! Don't tell me!" King Julien starts to walk away, but he turns around. "Is it a woman? You didn't tell me we were talking about a woman." He said. "What are you afraid of? You're a dead man anyway, c'mon." Maurice said.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, you're right." King Julien plants his staff on the ground and walks up to Melman. "Well, you've got to march right up to this woman." He holds onto Melman's head and looks him in the eye. "Right. You look her right in the eye. Lean forward. Right. Just a little, or almost all the way. Then you let her lean forward a little until you're... just lips' distance away from each other. Then you just tell her much you hate her." King Julien said. "Actually, it's more like love her." Melman said. "Oh, you sly dog! Woof, woof! You're a real player, you know that. Now listen to me. You got to rise up. You hearing me?" King Julien asked. "I don't think he heard it!" Maurice asked.

"I can't hear you!" King Julien said. "Yeah." Melman said. "You got to rise up!" King Julien said. "Rising up!" Maurice said. "Yeah, yeah." Melman slowly rises out of the hole. "You gotta get out of that hole!" King Julien said. "I'm rising up out of the ground!" Melman said. "He's rising, Maurice." King Julien said. "I'm rising, Maurice!" Melman said. "Rising!" Maurice said. "You got to go right up to this woman!" King Julien said. "Yeah!" Melman said. "Do you feel it?" Maurice asked. "Yeah!" Melman said. "You got to go right up to her face!" King Julien said. "Tell the truth!" Maurice said. "I'm going to tell her!" Melman said. "Then you gonna say, "Baby, I dig you!" Yeah!" King Julien said. "Yeah! I'm going to do it! I'm going to do it!" Melman runs off. "I love that happy little head." King Julien said. In the branches, a group of birds sings as Moto-Moto and Gloria dance in the water.

BIRD: She love Moto-Moto
She love Moto-Moto
As Moto-Moto was dancing with Gloria, he pulls out petals from a flower.
MOTO-MOTO: She loves me
She loves my eyes
She love me
She loves my thighs
She loves my roundness

BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love that I'm chunky
BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love that I'm plumpy
BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love my heftiness
BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love my zestiness
BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love me restlessly
BIRDS: She loves
MOTO-MOTO: She love me forever
BIRDS: Forever
MOTO-MOTO: She love me, 'cause she love me
BIRDS: 'Cause she love to love

"Moto-Moto... before things get too serious, well, I was wondering, if I were to, for example, stay here... I'd like to ask you..." Gloria said. "Let your candied lips be the messengers to my... ear canal." Moto-Moto said. "Well, I don't know? I have so many questions." Gloria said. "Well, I promise the answer will always be yes. Unless no is required." Moto-Moto said. "OK. So what is it about me that you find so interesting?" Gloria asked. "You are the most plumpenest girl I've ever met." Moto-Moto said. "OK. Other than that." Gloria said. "Let's see. Yeah, well, you know... you chunky." Moto-Moto said. "Right." Gloria said. "My gosh, girl, you huge." Moto-Moto. "You said that." Gloria said. "Yeah, that's right. We don't have to talk no more." Moto-Moto goes in for a kiss, but Melman runs in. "Gloria! Gloria." "Melman?" Gloria asked. Moto-Moto turns around with his lips puckered. "Melman, I want you to meet Moto-Moto." Gloria said.

"Moto-Moto. Yeah, nice to meet you. Well, I guess I..." "It's OK, Melman. Apology accepted." Gloria said. "Oh. Yeah, right, yes, that. Yes, that's why I... Good. OK. That's, well, that's it, then." Melman begins to walk away. "You're good. We're kind of busy here, man." Moto-Moto turns back to Gloria and dances again. "No. No, that's not it." Melman pulls Moto-Moto to face him. "Listen, Mototo, you better treat this lady like a queen. Because you, my friend, you found yourself the perfect woman. If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect woman, I would give her flowers every day. And not just any flowers. OK? Her favorites are orchids. White. And breakfast in bed. Six loaves of wheat toast with butter on both sides. No crust, the way she likes it." Gloria looks on in awe, surprised Melman knew all that. "I'd be her shoulder to cry on and her best friend. And I'd spend every day thinking of how to make her laugh.

She has the most amazing laugh." Melman and Gloria lock eyes, but he breaks eye contact. I mean that's what I would do if I were you. But I'm not, so you do it." Melman walks away leaving Moto-Moto dumbfounded. "OK. What?" He asked. Female hippos come out from underwater. "That was beautiful." Zamora said. "Anyways, where were we?" Moto-Moto asked. "I'm "huge"?" Gloria asked. Meanwhile Alex talks to himself, trying to look intimidating. "Surprised to see me, Makunga? Well, I'm here to set things straight, like a real lion!" He punches a hummingbirds' nest with a drawing of Makunga.

"Is this real enough for you? How about this? This is for setting me up! This is stealing my dad's job! This is for stealing (Y/n)! This is for humiliating my family! And making me look like a fool!" Hummingbirds fly out and attack Alex. He runs away screaming as the hummingbirds sting him. The birds gave up and fly back to their nest as Alex coughed out a few. "Had enough? Sure, fly away! Coward." Alex hears a distant cry coming from the watering hole. Everyone gathers around and sees that the scream came from a fish. The water has disappeared. "The water. It's gone." Steve said. "The watering hole's never gone dry before." Zamora said. "We're gonna need a lot more dying holes." George said. "How could this happen?" Bobby asked. Makunga pushes his way into the crowd. "Out of my way! What is going on here?!" He asked, dragging (Y/n) with him. "The watering hole is dried up! There's barely enough water for one of us!" Bobby said.

"Yes. Good observation, Shirley." Makunga said. "I'm Bobby." He said. "Makunga, what do we do?" Everyone panics. "Well, you're the alpha lion now, do something." (Y/n) said. "Well you're our guardian, you fix this." Makunga said. "Listen up! I'm afraid there is only one solution to this horrible crisis: We'll all have to fight for it." Makunga said. "Fight for it? We can't fight for it." A lioness said. "That's crazy." Oliver said. "Well that's not fair. You'd win!" Bobby said. "Exactly, Shirley." Makunga said. "I'm Bob..." Makunga kicks Bobby away.

Alex watches the rest. "Sorry, folks, but life isn't fair. I'm in charge now, thanks to Alakay, the dancing lion." Makunga said. "Alex is a great lion! He's way better than you'll ever be!" (Y/n) said. Makunga growls at her. "I'd shut up if you know what's good for you, sweetheart." He said. "Please, Makunga, this is the only water on the reserve." Timo begged. "If you're thirsty, you'll have to look for water off the reserve." Everyone gasps. (Y/n) growled. "You are so selfish! You don't care about anyone but yourself!" She said. "No one leaves off the reserve and survives!" Virgil said. "I left the reserve! And survived. (Y/n) too." Alex said. Everyone looks at Alex as he walks into the middle of the crowd. "We can do something about this. Looks like a clogged pipe, like we get in New York all the time. We'll just travel upriver..." Alex said.

"Upriver?" Eddie asked. "Off the reserve?" Ben asked. "You?" Makunga asked. Then he laughed. "No, not just me. Me and (Y/n). We'll unclog the pipe and bring back your water." Alex said. "Great! I'd help you pack, but by the looks of that hat, I see you're all set!" That did it. (Y/n) punched him. Hard. Makunga growled and went to attack, but Alex stopped him. "Don't. Touch. Her." Alex growled. "I'm the alpha lion, I can do whatever I want." Makunga growled. "You're not the true alpha lion, my dad is." Alex growled. "If I remember correctly, your dad quit. So now I'm in charge. And whatever I say goes." He smirked.

"Zuba would know what to do." Steve said. "Where's Zuba?" Murray asked. "You don't care about us." Anthony said. "Zuba should be in charge, not you." Zamora said. (Y/n) smirked as asks about Zuba upsets Makunga. "All right, fine! As an added measure, I will consult with Zuba!" He said. "(Y/n), I need your help. Please come with me." Alex said. "She's not going anywhere." Makunga said. "Says who?" (Y/n) asked, getting his attention. "Says me." He said. "Well, as you stated before, I am the guardian, so in a way, it is my job to help fix this issue, right?" (Y/n) asked. Makunga was about to say something, but Alex beat him. "Exactly. Can't argue with that." He said. He looked at them for a moment. "Fine, but then you come back, (Y/n). No funny business." He said. "Of course." (Y/n) said. (Y/n) and Alex then left to find Marty.