Timone went over to his Mum and shlyly asked her if she could do his hair up for him. She was delighted and promised that instead of just twiddling it through her fingers like she usually did whenever they were together, she'd make it the best she's ever done.

When she'd finished Timone looked at his reflection in a puddle. "What do you think, Timone?" his mum asked, her eyes sparkling.

"Errr...yeh, its great, thanks a load, Mom." Timone said through gritted teeth. He couldn't look at the mad, spiky mass that was his hair without cringeing. Just then he heard footsteps outside the burrow, it must be Ahida!