Rayman Legends Adventures in The Jungle Book/Script

There was a place, faraway and deep within the jungles of India, where adventure, mystery, danger and wonder were ever present. Many strange legends are warned in these jungles of India, many of which had happened years ago, and many which happened leaving some curious of its history. But none of these were as strange than the story of a small boy named Mowgli.

It all began as the silence of the jungle was broken by an unfamiliar sound. After that, I've never heard before in any heart of the jungle. It was a loud lamenting cry and it was coming from a nearby river. I saw a broken boat, smashed and abandoned. But there was something in there, something I expected the least to find. It was a man cub. Had I known how deeply I was to be involved, I would've obeyed my first impulse and walked off. I was about as well, but suddenly, the baby started crying once more. I turned back and looked at the little one. I found him cute, but I started getting concerned, for this man cub was a baby. Because of this, this man cub would have to have nourishment and soon. As many days traveled to the nearest man village, and without a mother's care, soon he would perish. But then, it occurred to me; a family of wolves I knew had been blessed with a litter of cubs.

I took the basket with the man cub into the jungle, until spotting the wolf family, I remembered. And I was correct; the family had many young playful cubs. Surely, this family would be more than happy to watch over the man cub. I waited in the undergrowth of the vegetation patiently until the family headed into their cave. With the coast clear, I silently proceeded towards the cave, gently put the basket down a few feet away from the cave entrance and backed off. I waited anxiously for a response, but there was nothing. The man cub didn't make any noise and the family didn't come out. I came up with another plan. I slowly headed towards the basket, not making a word, and then pushed the basket. But this swiftly caused the the man cub to burst out crying. With that said, I took immediate shelter into the nearby bushes as the wolves came out upon hearing the cry. The cubs, curious of the new arrival, approached the basket as Raksha, the mother wolf came out as well. She looked closely at the basket. She saw the baby inside it and knew it wasn't a wolf cub, but she found him cute. Why there'd be no problem with the mother, thanks to maternal instinct, but I wasn't so sure about Rama, the father. Rama, the father wolf approached his wife and cubs. He also heard the cry and investigated the basket. As the man cub started crying again, Rama looked at Raksha, who grinned. She saw this man cub as a baby in need of a family. Rama looked at the little man cub and grinned as well. Rama had the same thought as his wife did so. Raksha took the basket and headed into the cave with her cubs and husband following. I watched from the bushes and was happy to see the man cub being taken care of.

The Jungle Book

Ten times the rains had come and gone. And I often stopped past to see how Mowgli the man cub was getting along. By this time, he had grown into a young boy in an orange loincloth and he was a favorite of all young wolf cubs of the pack. I watched from a branch from above and saw the boy walking down the path. He let out a howl, getting the wolves' attention. Two cubs, reaching their young adult years, came running towards Mowgli as the younger cubs and Raksha appeared from their cave. The two young adults tackled Mowgli to the ground and licked him like happy dogs. I watched as the boy had a great time with his family. No man cub was ever happier...and yet, I knew that someday he would have to go back to his own kind.

One night, the wolf pack elders met at Council Rock, because Shere Khan the tiger had returned to their part of the jungle. I was there. This meeting was to change the man cub's whole future.

"Shere Khan will surely murder the boy and anyone who tries to protect him," Akela, the boss of the council announced to his fellow wolves, "now...do we all agree on what needs to be done."

The other wolves nodded yes, indicating they had agreed on a decision. "Not it is my rude duty to warn the boy's father," Akela continued, "Rama! Come over here, please."

"Yes, Akela," said Rama.

"The council has made its decision," said Akela, "the little man can no longer stay with the pack. He must leave immediately."

"Leave?!"

"I'm sorry, Rama. There is no other fashion," said Akela.

"But...but...the little man is.....he's like my own son," said Rama, "he surely deserves to the protection of the pack."

"But Rama, even the strength of the pack is not up to the tiger," said Akela.

"But the boy cannot survive alone in the jungle."

This was where I came into discussion. "Akela," I said, "maybe I can be of help."

"You, Bagheera," asked Akela, "how come?"

"I know a village of men where he'll be safe," I replied, "Mowgli and I have been on many walks in the jungle. I'm sure he'll go with me."

"So be it," said Akela, "now there's no more time to waste."

I got up and headed to get Mowgli. "Farewell," said Akela.

Later that night, I had gotten Mowgli and began my long journey to the nearest Man Village. But Mowgli was unaware at what was going on to him. "Bagheera," he said, "I'm getting sleepy. Shouldn't we go home?"

"Mowgli, this time we're not going back," I replied, "we're taking you to a village of men."

This made Mowgli confused. "But why?"

"Because Shere Khan came back to that part of the jungle," I explained, "and he swore to murder you."

"Murder me," said Mowgli, "but why would he want to do that?"

"He hates man," I replied as Mowgli got off my back, "and Shere Khan won't allow you to grow up to be a man; just another hunter with a gun."

"Ah, well, just explain to him that I'd never do such a fact," said Mowgli.

"Nonsense," I said sternly, "nobody explains anything to Shere Khan."

Mowgli was slowly following me as he said, "well, perhaps, but I'm not afraid. And besides..."

"Now that's enough," I said sternly, "we'll spend the night here. Facts will be better tomorrow morning."

As we headed a little further, Mowgli, now understanding what was going on to him, started feeling mournful. He turned back to where the wolf pack was and thought about all the facts he was forced to leave behind. "Man cub," I called upon noticing Mowgli not following me, "MAN CUB!!"

Mowgli turned to me and slowly approached me as I directed him up a tree. "C'mon, up that tree," I said, "you'll be safer up there."

"But...I don't want to go back to the men's village," said Mowgli mournfully.

"Go ahead," I said, "up you go."

Mowgli looked up and saw a branch way up high in the tree. "That member way up there?"

Certainly, Mowgli attempted to climb the huge tree trunk to reach the branch. But being a human, he didn't have any claws, therefore it made his climb really hard to do so. But I found this amusing. "Hehe, is that all the better the more you can climb," I asked humorously.

"It's too much---it's too big around. And besides, I don't have any claws," Mowgli complained before slipping down the tree.

I did what I said and tried pushing Mowgli up the tree. But this was hard to do so. Mowgli slipped from my grip and caught hold of my fur tightly. He started climbing again, using my jaws as a step, until eventually catching hold of the branch. I helped Mowgli up onto the limb before settling in for the night. "Now, get some sleep," I said, "we have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow."

"But...I want to stay in the jungle," said Mowgli.

"Huh...heh...you couldn't last a day," I said before stretching and yawning.

Mowgli snipped away a little branch nearby. "I'm not hurt," he said, "and I can take care of myself."

But something appeared from the shadows that would prove that he spoke too soon. The key slowly emerged from the shadows. It was an old enemy of mine; Kaa the Indian python with big yellow eyes, a really long brown body with many darker brown spots running down his back. He looked at Mowgli while smacking his lips silently. Then he looked at me, seeing if I was oblivious to him, which I was. Kaa turned to Mowgli and said, "say now. What have we got here?"

Mowgli noticed Kaa, but was swiftly annoyed. He looked away from the snake as Kaa said with delight, "it's a man cub," as he looked at Mowgli's face again.

Mowgli turned around and looked away as he stubbornly sat on the tree. Kaa moved around Mowgli's head as he said, "a delicious man cub."

Kaa looked into Mowgli's face again, but Mowgli, annoyed again, pushed Kaa's head off and said, "oh, go away and leave me alone."

Thinking he was speaking to me, I said, "that's just what I have to do, but...I'm not."

"Well, man cub, you tried to sell me a stolen motorcar," added Kaa.

"Now, please go to sleep, man cub," I said with my tired eyes closed.

But I was unaware that Mowgli was speaking to Kaa, who was hovering above me as I slept. Then Kaa nodded his head as he turned back to Mowgli. Kaa positioned his head right in front of Mowgli's again. But before Mowgli could do anything, something started coming from Kaa's eyes. It was a strange pattern of bright colors. This took Mowgli by surprise and he found himself looking at Kaa's eyes, unable to look away. Kaa was using his special technique of hypnosis to put the boy in a strange trance. "Yes, man cub," said Kaa before he started singing, "please, go to sleep. Please go to sleep."

Kaa started swaying his head to and fro from side to side. Everywhere his head went, Mowgli's head stared at him. This was making Mowgli dizzy. His eyes were filled with the same bright colors as Kaa's eyes. "Sleep, little man cub," Kaa continued singing, "rest in peace."

As he continued soothing his lullaby, his tail appeared from behind the tree trunk and started coiling around Mowgli's soft body. As Mowgli's eyes remained locked onto Kaa's eyes, they started going down, out of drowsiness. But Mowgli, aware of the danger he was in, opened his eyes again, but this did little as they kept closing. Kaa moved his head closer to Mowgli as he sang, "deep...sleep."

By now, Kaa's tail had circled around Mowgli's chest and was about to cover up his shoulders. Mowgli started to yawn as he had to try to get my attention. "Buh...Bagheera," he croaked.

But as he tried calling for help, Kaa's tail eventually reached Mowgli's neck and the giant serpent tightened his pull on Mowgli's neck, making him silent as the tail coiled around his neck. Mowgli was now wrapped from neck to legs in the snake's long body. The coils started squeezing the now hopeless boy and I, barely awake, didn't want to argue anymore. "Oh, dear, listen, there's no point in arguing anymore," I said, yet unaware of Mowgli's problem, "now don't speak until morning."

Mowgli was now hopeless and asleep, with a big smiley smirk on his face and eyes filled with the pretty colors. Kaa looked at me as he lifted the hopeless boy with his wrapped coils and chuckled before saying, "he won't be here tomorrow morning."

I peeked one last time at where Mowgli was. "What? Oh, yes, he will," I said.

Mowgli was in the giant snake's coils and he was about to get shoved into the giant mouth of the python. "KAA," I shrieked, "WAIT FOR IT, KAA!!"

I swiftly got up and slapped Kaa in the jaws. This sent the snake flying backwards before hitting another tree branch. Kaa shook his head as he moaned. "Oohhhh, my sinus."

Kaa turned to me with a frustrated look. He slowly approached me as he said, "you just made a big mistake, my friend. A very foolish one......"

I backed off in fear. But Kaa was more focused on me. "Now, now, now, now, Kaa," I begged.

"Error," said Kaa before he started hypnotizing me with his swirly eyes, "look me in the eye if I'm speaking to you."

I started feeling the effects from the python's eyes as I slightly opened one of my eyes. I wasn't able to look away, but this was not good. "Please, Kaa."

"Both eyes please," said Kaa as he forced my other eye open.

A loud ping went off, and I was motionless and asleep, with a big silly smirk on my face. "You have just...sealed my fate," Kaa said as he was ready to strike.

But before anything bad could happen to me, Kaa was suddenly yanked back. While Kaa was so focused on me, he had forgotten about Mowgli, who had awoken after Kaa dropped him after getting whacked in the jaw, came out of Kaa's relaxed coils and shoved them off the tree. Kaa was sent spiraling and spinning around the tree, hitting some limbs, before smashing to the ground. Mowgli watched him fall and soon he noticed something funny. "Look, Bagheera," he said as he laughed, "look, Bagheera. Wake up, Bagheera."

He smacked my face with his hands, trying to awaken me. Eventually, I did awaken, but I was confused as to what just happened. Kaa looked at the man cub as he started slithering off in frustration. "Just you wait until I have you in my reels," he said before suddenly stopping.

Kaa was confused, but as he turned back, he noticed his tail was stuck in between two tall small trees. But he saw something in his tail. It was a knot. This was what Mowgli was laughing about. "Hehe, Bagheera, he has a knot in his tail."

"Heeheehee, he has a knot in his tail," Kaa imitated his mocker mockingly, before attempting to free himself.

He eventually reached himself free, but he pulled his tail so hard that his coils collided into him and they were positioned like an accordion. Kaa, unwilling to risk getting mocked again, slithered off. "Ooh, it'll slow down as it slides," he complained, while yet having the knot tied in his tail.

Mowgli laughed out loud and long upon seeing the snake's misfortune, but swiftly stopped upon my serious face. I was more stern at Mowgli. "Then you can take care of yourself, can't you," I asked Mowgli sarcastically, "then you want to stay in the jungle, don't you?"

"Yes," replied a stubborn Mowgli, "I want to stay in the jungle."

"Doh," I replied with frustration, "now for the last time, GO TO SLEEP!!"

Mowgli crossed his arms and looked away. "Man cubs, huh...man cub, ah," I muttered to myself before falling asleep at last.

While the sudden danger I faced tonight was pretty alarming and crazy, it was taken care of swiftly, but who knew what would await me tomorrow.

The night was long and dark, but luckily, nothing else happened to us. We slept calmly through the night. As morning came, the birds chirped as they were yet fast asleep. Suddenly, the ground started shaking, but not like an earthquake. It was shaking a rhythm to the music. There also came some singing voices. "HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR! KEEP IT UP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!  HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!!  KEEP IT UP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!!!  HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!!!!"

Mowgli stretched himself and yawned. He noticed the confusion and said, "a parade."

I opened my eyes, but I was annoyed. This loud marching and shaking was coming from an elephant herd led by Colonel Hathi, an elephant who did a lot of marching with his herd, like a military soldier. "Oh, dear," I complained before shutting my ears, "the dawn patrol again."

I was too reluctant to watch this, since I was annoyed and not completely awake yet. But Mowgli slowly and silently caught hold of a vine and swung off the tree to get a better look at this march.

"COMPANY, SURROUND," Colonel Hathi shouts to his herd.

Elephants: Oh, the aim of our patrol

Is a question rather droll

For to march and drill

Over field and hill

They all let out a loud trumpet.

Hathi: Is a military goal

Elephants: Is a military goal

Mowgli approached the marching herd and looked in awe. But he noticed he was at the back of the herd and the last elephant was a young calf named Hathi Junior.

Elephants: HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!

DRESS IT UP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!

By the ranks or single file

Over every jungle mile

Oh, we stamp and crush

Through the underbrush

Hathi Junior let out his own trumpet.

Hathi Junior: In the military style

Elephants: In the military style

Mowgli approached Hathi Junior as he marched on. "Hello," he said, "what are you doing here?"

"Csendes," replied Junior, "drilling."

"Can I do it as well," asked Mowgli silently.

"Sure," replied Junior, "do what I do, but don't speak in lines. It's against the regulations."

Hathi Junior kept marching on. Mowgli started behind Hathi Junior. Instead, he got in all fours, trying to fit in with the herd. He keeps an eye, making sure he won't go too far, as Hathi shouts, "IN THE BACK...GO!!"

Hathi Junior turned around and incidentally bumped into Mowgli. "On the other side," said Junior to Mowgli, "turn around."

Mowgli did so and they continued the march.

Hathi: Hup, two, three, four

Keep it up, two, three, four

"TO THE BACK...HO," announced Hathi.

Everyone turned the separate direction. "COMPANY...STOP!!"

Mowgli noticed this and swiftly ran back to the herd. But in doing so, he incidentally bumped into Junior. "That means stopping," said Junior.

At the front of the herd, Hathi gave out orders to his elephants. "COMPANY...LEFT FACE!!"

The elephants turned to their left while staying in line. At the front of the line, Winifred, Hathi's wife, was tired and complaining. "March, march, march," she lamented, "my feet are hurting me."

"I'm going to request a transfer to another herd," another elephant whispered to her.

But Hathi took notice of this silent chattering. "SILENCE OF THE LAMBS," he shouts.

The elephants stood up straight and silent. Hathi marched around the ranks of the soldiers. In doing so, he noticed their rears were slouching. "You saw that line," he ordered.

The elephants raised their rears, though Hathi slapped Winifred's to make her do the same fact. "Drop it in, Winifred."

Hathi marched to the front of the elephants again. "INSPECTION...ARMS," he ordered.

The elephants raised their trunks high into the heavens. Mowgli, unsure what to do, positioned himself like he was bracing for something about to hit him. "Stick your nose out," whispered Junior.

Mowgli raised his head high. "Like this?"

"That's right."

At the front of the herd, Hathi examined one elephant's trunk and looked closely into the nostrils. "Dusty snout," he said, "soldier, remember that in battle the trunk can save your life. Take good care of it, man."

"Yes, sir," replied the elephant obediently.

"Well then, go ahead."

Hathi turned to the next elephant, who was acting sloppily chewing on some grass. This one had a branch on his tusk. Hathi looked at the elephant and said, "we'll spit and polish these bayonets once more."

"Yes, sir," replied the sloppy elephant.

"Esprit de Corps," replied Hathi, "that's how I earned my commission in the Maharaja's Pachyderm Brigade. In '88, it was...or is this?"

At the front, Winifred listened to Hathi and moaned. "Here it comes," she said, "here it comes again."

"It was then where I received the victory cross for Valentia upstairs and beyond duty," continued Hathi, "haha...these were the days. Discipline.  Discipline was the fact.  Build character, and all that guy of facts."

While Hathi was blabbering on about his military past, he didn't realize he was leaning on his stick. As the stick cracked, Hathi suddenly realized that he was chatting amongst himself again. "Oh...oh, where is this? Oh, yes, inspection," he said to himself before resuming his job by looking at an elephant, "well, very well."

The next elephant had a big smiley smirk on his face. "Wipe off that silly smirk, soldier," ordered Hathi, "this is the army."

The next elephant was distracted by a fly flying around his face. Hathi flicked the fly before saying, "eyes forward."

The next elephant was one with a lot of hair on his head. "Lieutenant," said Hathi before working with the elephant's hair, "that haircut is not regulatory. Rather flashy, don't you think?"

Hathi simply cut the elephant's hair short with his stick. "That's better," said Hathi, "and as for you...."

But the next elephant was actually Hathi Junior. "Oh, there you are," Hathi said upon seeing his son, "hehehehe...let's keep these heels together, alright, son?"

Junior looked at his legs and saw they were spread apart. "Alright," he replied before putting his legs together, "sir."

"That's better," replied Hathi before coming across Mowgli, "well, a new recruit, right? Hehehe...I say...what just happened to your trunk?"

As Hathi asked this question, he pushed Mowgli's face with his stick. But Mowgli, being more stubborn, said, "hey, stop this."

This enraged Hathi. "A MAN CUB," he said, "THIS IS A TRANSLATION! SABOTAGE, I WON'T HAVE A MAN CUB IN MY JUNGLE!!"

"IT'S NOT GEORGE'S JUNGLE!!"

But before a big argument could begin, I appeared in the nick of time. "Hold it, hold it," I said as I rushed to the colonel, "I can explain, Hathi."

"Colonel Hathi," replied Hathi, "if you please, sir."

"Oh, yes, yes. Colonel Hathi," I corrected, "any matter, the man cub is with me.  I'll take him back to the men's village."

"To stay," asked Hathi.

"You have Bagheera's word," I said.

"Good," said Hathi, "and remember....an elephant never forgets."

But Mowgli stubbornly crossed his arms like a skeptical boy. As for Hathi, he started walking away. "Huh, I don't know what the army will be heading for these days. These young whip-hijackers, who do they think they are," he muttered to himself, before clearing his throat, turning to the dozing herd and announcing louder, "C'MON!  RIGHT FACE!!  GO AHEAD, MARCH!!!"

The elephants did this and started marching away. At the front, Hathi marched alongside Winifred. "Darling, haven't you forgotten something," asked Winifred.

"Nonsense, Winifred, old woman," replied Hathi, "an elephant never forgets."

"Well...you forgot about our son," replied Winifred.

"Oh, yes...SON," exclaimed Hathi upon realizing Junior was yet with Mowgli, "SON?! Oh, yes, yes, very well.  TO THE REARGUARD, MARCH!!"

The herd turned around and marched back to where Junior was. "If I grow up," Junior said to Mowgli, "I'll be a colonel, just like my..."

But Junior was interrupted by Hathi, who was not happy with his son. "I warned you once, I warned you a thousand times..." Hathi scolded his son.

But Junior saw something that made them concerned, "Dad, watch out," he shouts.

Suddenly, Hathi was pushed forward. He scrunched his feet towards the ground, trying to make him stop, but he kept moving forward uncontrollably. Behind him, the elephants were smashing into one another and they kept piling on the colonel. Apparently, Hathi forgot to warn them to stop. Junior wasn't caught in this pile. He was in front of his father as he said, "wow, Dad. You forgot to say 'stop.'"

Nearby, Mowgli was laughing at the elephant's misfortune as I approached him. "An elephant never forgets," he said before chuckling like last night.

But again, his laughter stopped as he saw my serious expression. "It's not funny," I said, before turning and running away, "now let's get out of here fast before anything else happens."

We both started running away, deeper into the jungle. Mowgli followed us before asking, "Bagheera, where are we going?"

Having been frustrated with Mowgli's attempt to stay in the jungle by running away, I said, "you're going back to the men's village right now."

By now, we reached a log over a small stream, but Mowgli said, "I'm not going."

"Oh, yes, you are," I replied seriously.

"I'm staying here," said Mowgli as he held onto a small tree.

"You'll go if I have to crawl you every step of the road," I said as I approached the man cub before catching his loincloth.

I attempted to get the man cub off the tree. "Let go, you..." I muffled.

"HOLD ME," Mowgli snapped.

I suddenly lost my grip of the man cub, and I was sent falling backwards, into the stream. I fell into the water. I incidentally bonked my head on the log. "Oh, that's it," I said, having seen enough, "I've had it already, man cub."

I came out of the water and headed a separate direction. "From now on, you're on your own....ALONE," I said frustratedly before leaving, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across downstream. "Don't worry about me," replied an also frustrated Mowgli.

I headed across the branches and left the man cub to himself. Mowgli walked aimlessly through the jungle. I proceeded through the branches while gruffly saying to myself, "silly man cub."

Mowgli, at last, came to a stop near a rock near bamboo vegetation. He plopped right down and thought to himself. I just kept going across the branches, not bothering to go back for the stubborn man cub, hearing the frustrated black panther shout his name.

Mowgli remained sitting near his rock, thinking to himself. He was now unsure what to do, since I was no longer with him, but he couldn't go back to the wolf pack. But before he could make a decision, he heard a rustling noise in the nearby flora. Mowgli looked around before seeing something come out. It was a big sloth bear named Baloo. "Doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bee, doo," he sang to himself, "well, it's a doo-bi-dee-doo. Yes, it's a doo-bi-dee-doo.  I mean a doo-bee doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bee, doo-bi-dee doo.  And if..."

Baloo suddenly stopped singing upon realizing Mowgli. "Well," he said, "what have we got here?"

The big bear sniffed Mowgli, apparently curious over him. "Huh...hey...what a bit of a weirdo..."

But Baloo was suddenly slapped on the nose by an irritated Mowgli. "Go away," he said.

"Oh, boy, I've seen everything in these woods," said Baloo, "what have I run into? What a beautiful fact this is."

"Leave me alone," replied Mowgli.

"Well," said Baloo, "it's a big deal, little britches."

"I'm big enough," said Mowgli, who started hitting Baloo repeatedly in the stomach, but not doing anything.

Baloo wasn't hurt, nor was he budging. Baloo looked at Mowgli, who was yet at it hitting Baloo. "Pathetic," he said before picking up Mowgli, "hey, baby, you need help. And old Baloo will learn to fight you like a bear.  C'mon now, I'm gonna show you."

Baloo started dancing around, almost as if he was in a wrestling match with Mowgli. The man cub mimicked the big bear's moves, trying to get it right. "Yes," Baloo commented upon seeing the participation, "well, now, baby, let loose. Get real loose, then start knitting.  Knit a little, no more.  That's it.  Now give me a big bear spout.  Frighten me."

Mowgli did so, but his growl was barely audible and this left Baloo disappointed. "Oh, boy," said Baloo, who then got serious, "I'm speaking like a big bear."

Baloo suddenly gave out a loud roar. This roar was so loud, that even I could hear it as I walked across the branches. I suddenly became shocked. "He's in danger. I shouldn't have left him alone," I said before rushing back to find Mowgli.

I ran as fast as I could back to where Mowgli was.

Back with Mowgli, he was starting to get better with his growl. His growls though, weren't as powerful as Baloo's. After another growl from Mowgli, Baloo said, "a big one, straight from your toes."

"How's that?"

I scurried through the branches and tall grass until eventually, I found the man cub. Upon stopping at a branch, I noticed him with Baloo. "Hahaha, now you understand, baby," Baloo commented.

My shock turned into complaining and frustrated. "Oh, dear," I said, "it's Baloo, that shiftless, idiotic, jungle bomb."

"Weave about, now look for an opening. Keep moving, keep moving..." Baloo said before Mowgli took some swings, missing the big bear, "hahaha, now you understand, baby. Hahaha, he's a dandy."

Baloo playfully slapped Mowgli, sending him rolling towards a log. This was where I eventually revealed myself. "Fine teacher you are, old Iron Will."

"Oh, thanks, Bagheera," said Baloo as he noticed me.

"Yes, warn me, warn me, if you know your pupil faintly, how do you expect him to remember the lesson," I asked sarcastically.

Baloo saw Mowgli shake his head around after getting up. "Oh...well, I...I didn't mean to.....work so hard on that," said Baloo.

Mowgli got up and walked towards the bear, but rather unsteadily. "I'm not hurt," he said, "I'm fine, I'm a lot harder than some people think."

"You better believe it," replied Baloo, before spurring away again with the man cub, "now let's go one more time. Now you keep circling, or I'll knock on your roof again, you better keep going......"

Mowgli suddenly slapped Baloo in the nose, earning a direct hit in this bout. "Hey," said Baloo, who wasn't hurt, but very impressed, "straight on the button."

Then the big bear playfully collapsed to the ground. But Mowgli, who had a fun time doing this, got on the bear's back and started tickling him. "Hehehehe....no, no, no, now you're tickling," Baloo chuckled as Mowgli tickled him mercilessly, but playfully, "hehehehe, no, we can't do that here, no fair, no, you're tickling. I can't stand tickling, hahahahaha.  HEEELLLPPP, BAGHEERA!!!"

"Oh, boy, that's all he needs, more confidence," I commented sarcastically.

"You give up, Baloo," asked Mowgli.

"I give up, I warned you, haha, oh, I gave..." Baloo said before Mowgli stopped, "hey, haha, you know something? You're alright, baby.  What do they warn you?"

"Mowgli," I replied, "and he's just going back to the Man Village."

"Man Village," asked Baloo, "they'll ruin him, they'll make a man out of him."

"Oh, Baloo, I want to stay here with you," begged Mowgli.

"Sure, you do."

"Oh, and how do you think he'll survive," I asked.

Baloo was annoyed with my question. "How do you think he'll do it? What do you mean, how do you think he'll do it?  He's with me, darling, and I'll learn them all I know."

"Well, that didn't take too long," I replied, not falling for Baloo's words.

Baloo frowned at me. "Look, now it's like this, little ones," he said, "that's all you have to do."

Baloo: Look for the bare necessities

The simple bare necessities

Forget about your concerns and your strife

Mowgli started dancing alongside him.

Baloo: I mean the bare necessities

Are Mother Nature's recipes

That bring the bare necessities of life

I was aggravated by this dance. Baloo, on the other hand, was showing Mowgli what he did on his daily jungle basis.

Baloo: Wherever I wander

Wherever I roam

I couldn't be fonder

Of my big home

The bees are buzzing in the tree

To make some marmalade just for me

If you look under the rocks and plants

And take a glance at the fancy ants

But perhaps, try a few

"You eat ants," asked Mowgli as he examined Baloo eating some ants from underneath a rock.

"You better believe it, and you'll love the fashion they tickle," replied the bear, who then let go of the rock, while Mowgli was yet under it.

"MOWGLI, WATCH OUT," I exclaimed as the rock came coming down.

Luckily, the rock didn't injure the man cub in any fashion as I flinched.

Baloo: The bare necessities of life will come to you

"Where," asked Mowgli as he tried to reach an ant.

Baloo: They'll come to you

Look for the bare necessities

The simple bare necessities

Forget about your concerns and your strife

By this time, Baloo was showing Mowgli how to eat bananas in the trees.

I mean the bare necessities

That's why a bear can rest at ease

With just the bare necessities of life

Now, Baloo was about to show Mowgli how to eat prickly fruit.

Baloo: Now if you pick a pawpaw

Or a prickly pear

And you prick a raw paw

Well, next time, beware

Don't pick a prickly pear by the paw

If you pick a pear, try to use the claw

But you don't need to use the claw

If you pick the pear off the big pawpaw

Have I given you a clue?

"Golly, thank you, Baloo," said Mowgli.

I wasn't liking this dance Baloo had to offer. "Pawpaw? Hey!  Out of all the silly crap," I said.

"C'mon, Baggy, go with the beat," said Baloo.

Baloo: The bare necessities of life will come to you

Mowgli: They'll come to me

Baloo: They'll come to you

"Mowgli, what about scratching that old left shoulder," said Baloo before Mowgli started giving him a back rub, "no, just a hair down. There, right there...that's it.  Ah...it's beautiful....this is cool," before getting up, "baby, we have to go to a tree.  This calls for some big scratches."

"You're very funny, Baloo," chuckled Mowgli.

Baloo found a tree that could be used to scratch his back. It felt very good for the big bear. "Oh...yes...it's delicious," he said to himself.

Mowgli also found a back rubbing tree. After rubbing against the tree and then a boulder wall, Baloo started letting himself slip off the ground into a river. "Oh, man, it's really alive," he said, "then just try to relax. Yes.  Let it cool down.  Fall in my backyard....."

Mowgli swung into the river and landed on Baloo's belly. "Because let me give you some warning, Little Bitches," continued Baloo, "if you act like that bee......you're working too hard."

I walked over a branch where I saw Baloo riding down the river. "And don't spend your time looking around...whatever you want.....what you can't get."

Baloo: If you find out, you can live without it

And go along, not think about it

Then I'll warn you something true

The bare necessities of life will come to you

I sighed and walked away. Rather than leave with a burst of frustration like last time, I calmly walked off, leaving the relaxers to themselves. "I gave up," I said, "well, I hope his luck remains."

"Mowgli, how do you sing," suggested Baloo.

Mowgli and Baloo: Look for the bare necessities

The simple bare necessities

Forget about your concerns and your strife

I mean the bare necessities

That's why a bear can rest at ease

With just the bare necessities of life

"Yes."

Both: With just the bare necessities of life

Mowgli: YES, MY LORD!!

"Haha! Beautiful," said Baloo, "that's the real jungle harmony."

"I like to be a bear," said Mowgli.

"He's my boy," replied Baloo, "and you're gonna make a hilarious bear. Why, you sing like one as well."

But while the two drifted down the river, they were unaware that some monkeys were above them. They had their eyes on Mowgli. Silently, they approached the relaxed bear and were ready to make their move. Down below, Baloo yawned and started singing. "Doo bi doo, doo bi doo..."

But Baloo had his eyes closed. The monkeys eventually lowered down and snatched Mowgli. A monkey was put on Baloo's belly to replace Mowgli as Baloo yawned again. A fly landed on Baloo's nose. "Hey, Mowgli, how do you blow that old mean fly out of your Papa Bear's nose," he said.

But his response wasn't what he expected. The monkey whacked his nose with a stick. "OUCH!!"

Baloo paused for a moment and said, "son, if you fly a fly, you really..."

But Baloo suddenly realized who whacked him. It wasn't Mowgli. It was a monkey. Baloo became irritated and said, "WHY YOU, FLAT-NOSED, BUGGY-EYED, FLAKY CREEPER!!"

Up the tree, the monkeys surrounded Mowgli as he was being carried by the apes. "HEY, LET GO OF ME," snapped Mowgli.

But the mischievous monkeys didn't drop him. They keep screwing around with him as Baloo shouts, "GET YOUR FLEA-PICKING HANDS OFF MY CUB!!"

"C'mon and get him, winner," mocked one of the monkeys.

"He's not a winner, he's a chump," said another monkey.

"Yes, haha, a big maniac," said another.

"Alright, you just asked..." Baloo said before landing in the deep water.

"This'll calm him down," mocked a monkey.

Baloo eventually got himself out of the water. "GIVE ME MY CHILD BACK," demanded Baloo.

"Here he is, come and fetch him," said a monkey as he and another had Mowgli near a tree, capable of getting reached.

But before Baloo could get him, the monkeys swiftly got back into the tree. Baloo smashed into the tree, and fell flat to the ground. "That fashion a bear can rest comfortably," said a monkey.

"Here's some rare necessities," said another as the monkeys started throwing fruit.

Baloo was getting overwhelmed with fruit. "Now just try this again, you..."

A big melon was thrown at Baloo's face. "What did you murder him, son," one monkey asked another.

"It was a bare necessity."

"LOOK, MONK, YOU LOOSEN HIM OR I'LL PUT A KNOT IN YOUR TAIL!!"

"We give up," said a monkey, who then let go of Mowgli, "here he comes!"

Mowgli was sent flying. "BALOO, HOLD ME!!"

Baloo went along, trying to catch Mowgli, but Mowgli was caught by another monkey. "BACK UP, BACK UP, FASTER, FASTER, FASTER," mocked a monkey.

Two monkeys pulled a vine, and Baloo, yet going along, tripped over it and fell over a cliff. "A ROLLING BEAR DOESN'T COLLECT ANY HAIR," they all mocked.

Baloo was immobilized as a rock fell on his head and broke to pieces. "BALOO, HELP ME," cried Mowgli, "BALOO, THEY'RE TAKING ME AWAY!!"

"BAGHEERA," cried Baloo.

Not too far away, I continued my stroll as I heard Baloo's cry for help. "Well, it's happened," I said before rushing back, "it took a little longer than I thought, but it's happened."

Baloo attempted to climb up the rocky cliff. I kept running and running until I came to a stop near the cliff. But all I had in response was a loud "BAGHEERA!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the jungle. After a few moments, Baloo said, "oh, you heard me, right?"

But I was more worried over Mowgli. "Mowgli?! MOWGLI," I called before turning to Baloo, "alright, what just happened?  Where's Mowgli?"

"They ambushed me," replied Baloo, "thousands of them. I patted on my left, then I swung to the right, and then I..."

"Oh, for the last time....what just happened to Mowgli," I asked, growing impatient.

"As I warned you, these mangy monkeys picked him up," said Baloo.

"The ancient ruins," I said before growing concerned, "oh, I hate to think what would happen if he met that king of theirs."

At an ancient temple, far from where Baloo was assaulted and mocked by the monkeys, an orangutan named King Louie sang to himself, while monkeys around him danced to his scat song. "Ding ding a-lo diddly-o zing boing," he sang, "sca-be-do, hoo-be-doo, zee-bo do zeb, diddly doo Demi Moore. I wanna be a man-man one or one orang-orang-gutang-gutang."

A group of monkeys appeared over him. These were the monkeys who took Mowgli. "Hahaha, we have them, King Louie," announced one of the monkeys.

"Yes, we have them, we have them," said another as the monkeys lowered to the orangutan.

"Hahahaha," said King Louie as he approached Mowgli, "then you're the man's cub. Crazy."

"I'm not as crazy as you are," said Mowgli stubbornly, "PUT ME DOWN!!"

The monkeys let him go and he landed in front of King Louie. "YOU CUT THAT OUT," Mowgli snapped at the monkeys.

"Calm down, boy," said Louie, who picked up the frantic man cub, "relax. Now c'mon, let's shake it up, cousin."

"What have you done from me," asked Mowgli.

"The rumor caught my royal ear, have a banana," said Louie, who gave Mowgli a banana, "that you want to stay in the jungle."

Mowgli started calming down and he started getting curious. "Stay in the jungle for sure," he said with his mouth complete.

"Well, fine," said Louie, "then old King Louie, bop boo do bang dah boo doo, that's me, I can fix it for you."

Then King Louie fired two bananas into Mowgli's mouth. "Have two bananas," he said, "have we had a deal?"

"Yes, sir, I'll do that," said Mowgli, "I'll do anything to stay in the jungle."

"Well, then..." said Louie, "I'll risk it to you."

Louie: Ah bop boo doo doo dee bah doo

Now I'm the king of the swingers

Of the jungle VIP

I've reached the top and had to stop

And that's what's bothering me

I wanna be a man-man cub

And stroll right into town

And be just like the other men

I'm tired of walking around

Oh, hooby-doo

Monkeys: Bop do weep

Louie: I wanna be like you

Monkeys: Hop bee doo bee doo bee

Louie: I wanna walk like you

Speak like you

As well

Monkeys: Wee bee dee bee

Louie: You see, it's true

Monkeys: Shoo bee doo

Louie: An ape like me

Monkeys: Scooby doo bee doo bee

Louie: Can learn to be

Human as well

He started making sounds like he was playing a horn. A servant monkey was doing the same fact. This annoyed Louie and he shooed the servant off. But the servant's noises irritated him as the music kept on moving. Eventually, Louie let the servant be and made scat noises as he used his long arms as a jump rope. The monkeys applauded for their boss as Mowgli started having a good time. "Wow, cousin Louie," said Mowgli as he clapped, "you're doing great."

"Now, here's your part of the deal because...let me know the secret of man's red fire," said Louie.

Mowgli was confused. "But I don't know how to make a fire."

Louie: Now don't try to joke me, man cub

I made a deal with you

With my desire of man's red fire

To make my dream come true

Now give me the secret, man cub

C'mon, clue me what to do

Give me the power of man's red fire

Where I can be like you

As they danced, I appeared with Baloo. We watched King Louie dance with Mowgli. "Fire," I said silently, "then that's what this is after."

"I'm going to tear him from a cast member. I'm going to hit him.  I'll..." Baloo said as he started feeling the catchy beat to the music, "ooh, yes. Well, man, what a beat that is."

I was immediately irritated by the bear's lack of paying attention. "You want to stop this silly beat fact and listen," I said, "it's going to take brains, not muscle strength."

"You better believe me and I'm loaded with both of them," said Baloo, who kept dancing.

"Will you please listen," I said, annoyed.

"Oh, yes, yes," said Baloo, who then started feeling the beat again.

"Now, while you create a disturbance, I'll rescue Mowgli," I said, "is that so?"

"I left, man, totally dead," said Baloo, who danced away.

"NOT YET, BALOO," I said frantically before noticing King Louie approaching with the monkeys and Mowgli.

I had to think fast now. I swiftly found a door with a statue. I posed as one of the statues as the apes walked past. I noticed Mowgli behind them and I reached to catch him, but suddenly, out of nowhere a bear with a hula skirt, banana peels of hair and pieces of coconut as lips, burst out of the door, knocking me out. It was Baloo, dressed as a dancing hula orangutan.

Baloo: Hey, da zap, bon ronee

Hap ba dee ba long ga dot dot gong

Hang goo lap beh deh ooh zop beh doop de day

Ooh op boo doo beh day, beh dong, deh bop bop boday

King Louie was immediately presented to this sudden dancer. He ran to the disguised bear and scat sang with him.

Louie: Hop be doo dee

Baloo: Ooh deh reep bon nada

Louie: Hebe nop be doey

Baloo: Ooh de lob bah zeedee

Louie: One doo pup one doo pup

Baloo: Zee deh lah doo deh

Louie: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Baloo: With a huh, huh, huh, doo

Louie: Rawr, rawr

Baloo: Get mad, baby

Louie: Hala, hala, hala, hala

Baloo: Hop hop lop ba doo day

Louie: Roo roo ber

Baloo: Dee zoo deh, deh, deh, deh, deh, deh

Louie: Giberloop, giberloop

Baloo: Zee pah, deh dah, hob beh dah

Louie: Yoo-hoo

Monkeys: Hop be deep

Louie: I wanna be like you

Monkeys: Hop bee doo bee doo beep

Louie and Baloo: I wanna walk like you

Speak like you

Too-woo-woo

Monkeys: Wee bee dee bee dee bee

All: You say it's true

Monkeys: Woo bee doo

All: Someone like me

Monkeys: Scooby doo bee doo bee

Servant: Can learn to be like someone like me

Baloo: TAKE ME HOME, DADDY!!

All: Can learn to be like someone like you

Louie: ONE LAST TIME!!

Baloo: YES, CAN LEARN TO BE LIKE SOMEONE LIKE MEEEEE!!

But as Baloo was concluding the song, Louie gave him a pat on the back and Baloo's disguise fell away. Louie and the monkeys frowned at the dancing bear. Mowgli was shocked to see his friend again. Baloo kept dancing until his hula skirt came away. "Man."

"IT'S BALOO THE BEAR," said one of the monkeys as they all ran towards him.

"Yes, that's him."

"How'd he get in here?"

"BALOO, IT'S YOU," exclaimed Mowgli, who ran to the bear.

Baloo caught Mowgli and fled, but Mowgli was swiftly snatched off by a monkey, who then gave the boy to King Louie. Baloo bonked Louie's head and took Mowgli back. But Mowgli was again taken by a monkey. I roared and slashed at the monkey's chest, giving him some big scratches. The monkey ran the separate direction, and almost got hit by a bat Baloo had, ready to swing. The monkey dodged Baloo's attack and fled. King Louie caught Mowgli again, but Baloo was hot on the orangutan's trail. As Baloo chased Louie, he managed to catch Mowgli's hand, but Louie didn't let go. Louie caught a pole, in an attempt to stop Baloo from running away with the man cub. But his hand slipped and the pole crumbled to pieces. They all slid off from the temple, but King Louie saw that the temple was about to fall down. He swiftly put Mowgli on Baloo and stopped the temple from falling. He attempted to keep it up, but Baloo had a plan in mind. He put Mowgli down and tickled the orangutan. As Louie laughed uncontrollably, the monkeys hit Baloo with a pole, stopping him from tickling their king. But this made Louie smash into another pole and this made the temple start breaking apart even more. Baloo swiftly ran away as the temple started breaking and even falling. Everyone ran for dear lives. I had Mowgli on my back and I fled the scene, though one of the rocks landed on my tail. One rock landed on Baloo's head, but he kept fleeing the scene with us. We managed to get away before a big piece of the temple smashed down on us. The only one left at the smash site was King Louie, who now had nothing left to hold up except a big hunk of rock.

As for us, we managed to get far away from the site. After fleeing for a brief moment, we stopped. Although everyone was safe, I was irritated at Baloo again. But Baloo didn't care. Baloo was just thrilled to have experienced that mayhem of a dance. "Hahaha...dude, this is what I call a swinging feast."

It was dark at night. The crickets were chirping, frogs were croaking and the moon shone brightly in the night heavens. Late at night, we stood around Mowgli as he slept. I was having a discussion with Baloo over what just happened earlier today. "And in addition, Baloo," I scolded, "Mowgli seems to have the ability of a person to come into danger, and his influence wasn't exactly..."

"Csendes...keep it calm, you'll wake up little buddy," said Baloo, "he's had a great day. It was a real sockaroo.  You know, it's not easy to learn to be like me."

"Pah! A disgraceful achievement in connection with these undesirable, absent-minded monkeys," I scolded, "I hope Mowgli has learned something from this experience."

Mowgli yawned as he slept on his leafy bed. "Scooby doo bee doo," he yawned.

"Haha, this is my boy," said Baloo.

I walked away with disgust. "Oh, nonsense."

"Buster, that was a pretty sour flight that you screwed up," said Baloo while he tucked Mowgli in, "and the Chief Yookeroo, well, he's looking for you."

"Baloo," I called, "come here. I'd like to have a word with you."

"A word? You want to speak again," asked Baloo.

Baloo let out a yawn as he approached me. "Alright, what's up, Bagheera," Baloo asked.

"Baloo...the male boy has go back to the male village," I said, "the jungle is not the right place for him."

Baloo ate a few grapes as I said what I said. "I grew up in the jungle," said Baloo, "look at me."

"Yes, just look at yourself," I replied, "look at that eye."

Baloo looked at his reflection in a nearby pond. He saw his black eye and said, "yes...it's beautiful, isn't it?"

"To be honest, you're a disreputable sight," I commented.

"Well, you don't look like a gift basket yourself," said Baloo.

I looked at my reflection and realized that I had the same fact Baloo did so. I shrugged off the comment and said, "Baloo, you can't live away scraps for much longer."

"Why not?"

I now didn't know what to say. "How should I put it," I asked myself before saying, "Baloo, feather birds should band together. You wouldn't marry a panther, would you?"

"I don't know," said Baloo, before saying humorously, "come to think of it, Baloo, you're not a cat. You're a rat!"

"Baloo, you have to be serious about..."

"Oh, stop concerning, Baggy, stop concerning, I'll take care of him," said Baloo.

"Yes, like you did if the monkeys catch him, right," I replied.

"Can't a guy make a mistake?"

"No, not in the jungle," I said sternly before turning to Baloo again, "and something else....sooner or later.....Mowgli will meet Shere Khan."

Baloo stopped rubbing himself against a tree and was confused. "The tiger," he asked, "what has he done against the boy?"

"He hates people with all his might, you know that," I said, "because he fears the weapon and the fire of people."

"But little Mowgli doesn't have these facts."

"Shere Khan won't wait for him to do so. He'll have Mowgli while he's young and hopeless.  Only one swipe...." I said as I pretended to swipe Baloo.

By now, Baloo was eventually getting concerned. "What are we gonna do," he asked.

"We'll do what's best for the boy," I said.

"You better believe it, you name it and I'll do it," said Baloo.

"Well then, let Mowgli go to the men's village," I said.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?! I PROMISED THAT HE COULD STAY WITH ME IN THE JUNGLE," Baloo suddenly snapped.

"That's what it's about," I said, "as long as he stays with you, he's in danger. Then it's up to you."

"Why me?"

"Because he doesn't listen to me," I replied.

"I love this child," said Baloo as he looked at the yet sleeping Mowgli, "I love him as if he were my own cub."

"Then figure out what's best for Mowgli and not for yourself," I said.

"Well...can't I...well, can't I wait until morning," asked Baloo.

"It's morning now."

Baloo looked and saw for himself. The sun had risen into the heavens and a new day was imminent. Baloo wasn't sure about this, but I knew it had to be done. "Go ahead, Baloo," I said.

Baloo slowly walked towards Mowgli, who didn't awaken yet. He was doubtful about warning Mowgli he had to go to the village for his own good. He didn't will to make the boy feel bad at all. Baloo looked at me, and I nodded that my request had to be put into action at once. Baloo stood over Mowgli. "Oh, boy," he said to himself before saying to the man cub, "Mowgli? Mowgli!  Um...it's time to get up."

Mowgli stretched and yawned before looking at Baloo. "Oh, hello, Baloo," he said.

"Hi," replied Baloo, "hey, rub the old sleep out of your eyes. You and I...uh...we have a long walk ahead of us."

"Good," said Mowgli, oblivious to Baloo's intention, "sheesh, we'll have a lot fun together."

"Um...sure...yes," said Baloo, "alright, let's get on the trail, boy. See you around, uh...Bagheera."

"Well, farewell, Bagheera," Mowgli said to Bagheera, "me and Baloo, we have something to do."

"Farewell, man cub," I said, "...and good luck."

Mowgli didn't hear the discussion. He had the feeling that Baloo was taking Mowgli somewhere fun. "C'mon, Baloo, all we have to do is......" Mowgli said before singing, "look for the bare necessities, some gold old bare necessities, forget about your concerns and your strife. I mean the bare necessities, that's why a bear can rest at ease, with just the bare necessities.  Yes!  I'll live here in the jungle all my life.  YES, MY LORD!!  I like to be a bear."

But Baloo didn't sing alongside him. He couldn't stop feeling how Mowgli would feel as he revealed the truth. "Where are we going, Baloo," asked Mowgli.

"Well...it's, um...well, kind of new and....uh..."

"Oh, I don't care," said Mowgli, "as long as I'm with you."

Baloo thought to himself, unsure what to say to his friend. "Mowgli...look, mate...I have you warn you about something," he said.

"Warn me about something, Baloo," asked Mowgli, who stalked a butterfly like a bear.

"Uh...how did old Baggy put it now," Baloo asked himself before humorously asking, "uh, Mowgli...you wouldn't marry a panther, would you?"

"Yeesh, I don't even know what you're speaking about," said Mowgli, who tried catching the butterfly, but missed.

"Mowgli, don't you know that you're a human," asked Baloo, who got concerned.

"It's not me anymore, Baloo," replied Mowgli, who approached the endangered bear, "I'm a bear like you."

"Little buddy, look, listen to me," said Baloo.

"C'mon, c'mon, Baloo," said Mowgli, who tried spurring away with Baloo like before.

"Now Mowgli, stop this, now hold silent," said Baloo, who eventually stopped Mowgli from running around him wildly, "I WANT TO WARN YOU SOMETHING, NOW LISTEN TO ME!!"

"What's going on, old Papa Bear," asked Mowgli, who didn't expect anything wrong yet.

"Look, Mowgli, I tried to warn you. I've been trying to warn you all morning.  I have to take you back to the men's village," Baloo eventually said, with no hesitation.

With that said, Baloo's fear became reality. Mowgli swiftly backed off from Baloo in shock and horror. "THE INDIAN VILLAGE?!"

"Now look, boy," said Baloo, trying to calm nerves, "I can explain...."

"But you said we were partners," said Mowgli, who backed off more.

"Now believe me, boy, I..."

"You're just like...like old Bagheera," concluded Mowgli.

That last comment made Baloo get stern and serious. "Now just a moment," snapped Baloo, "that's going too far."

Mowgli, in frustration, but also feeling betrayed, ran off, away from Baloo. "Hey, Mowgli, where are you going," asked Baloo.

But Mowgli didn't respond. He ran across the trees and flora, fleeing as fast as he could from his now former friend. "Wait a moment....stop," begged Baloo, "wait...PLEASE WAIT! Listen to old Baloo!  Mowgli!  MOWGLI!!  MOWGLI!!!"

But Mowgli yet didn't respond. He kept running as fast as he could. At last, Baloo could no longer see him. "MOWGLI!! MOWGLI," called Baloo.

I heard Baloo's cry, and swiftly appeared on the scene. "NOW what just happened," I asked.

"You won't believe me. Bagheera, but look, now I used the same words as you and he took me by surprise," said Baloo.

"Well, don't just stand there," I replied frantically, "let's split up. We have to find him!"

As for Baloo, he was on his own. "Oh, if something happens to that little guy, I'll never forgive myself," he said, "I have to find him. MOWGLI!!  Mowgli!"

Baloo looked all over the trees and bushes, seeing if he could find his friend, but he was nowhere to be seen. This was now a drastic situation. He had to find Mowgli and fast, before the predator who was mentioned throughout the journey could appear and cause damage. Where could Mowgli have run away as well?

While the search for Mowgli was already a problem, the biggest concerns were just getting started. Stalking through the grass, eyes locked on his victim and waiting for the right moment to attack, was the very fact that we all feared we would encounter soon; Shere Khan the tiger. The tiger was silently stalking a deer. Shere Khan crouched down and crept closer to the unsuspecting deer. Shere Khan got close enough and was ready to attack. But as it seemed he was going to jump and murder, he suddenly heard a loud trumpet sound. The deer heard it as well and fled. It was coming from Colonel Hathi's herd, once again on the march. "HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR! HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!  KEEP IT UP, TWO, THREE..."

"What bestial luck," Shere Khan complained, "to confuse that ridiculous Colonel Hathi."

"COMPANY...SYRUP," shouts Colonel Hathi.

Elephants: Oh, we march from here to there

And it doesn't matter where

You can hear us push

Through the deepest bush

HUP, TWO, THREE, FOUR!!

Hathi: With a military air

Elephants: With a military air

The elephants let out a loud trumpet as they marched. They didn't notice Shere Khan nearby, but their trumpet was heard by me. I was looking for Mowgli until I heard the marching herd. "The Jungle Patrol," I said before rushing away to find the elephants, having an idea. I rushed across the branches as the elephants continued singing.

Elephants: We're a crackerjack brigade

On a pachyderm parade

But we'd rather stroll

To a water park

Hathi Junior: Hup, two, three, four

Elephants: For a burrow in the shade!

I eventually found the herd marching. "Stop," I called.

But there wasn't a response. "Wait a moment," I said before shrieking, "HAAALLLTTT!!!"

Hathi, alarmed by the loud yell, stopped and the elephants smashed into each other, but this smash wasn't as extreme as before. As everyone stayed in rank, Hathi said, "who said 'Walt?' I give the commands around here.  Now speak up.  Who was this?"

"Oh, it was me, Colonel," I said as I met up with Hathi.

"What do you mean, taking over my lead," asked Hathi, "very erratic."

"Oh, Colonel, I'm sorry, but...but we need your help," I replied.

In the flora nearby, Shere Khan approached the two to listen to their conversation. He wasn't seen, but he heard every word. "Impossible," asked Hathi, "we're on a march across the country."

"This is an emergency, Colonel," I said, "the man cub must be found."

"Man cub," asked Hathi, "what man cub?"

This caught Shere Khan's attention. "How interesting."

"What I was bringing to the man's village," I replied.

But Hathi's reaction wasn't what I expected. "Well, that's where he belongs," he said, "now, sir, if you don't mind, we'd like to go ahead with a march."

"No, no, you don't understand, Colonel," I said, "he's lost. He ran off."

"How delicious," commented Shere Khan.

But Hathi was actually reluctant about agreeing to help find Mowgli. "Well, we need the young Capricorn, right," he said.

"But...but...Shere Khan the tiger, he's sure to pick up the human baby tracks," I said.

Shere Khan nodded after hearing his name be mentioned. Despite the threat of Shere Khan, Hathi yet didn't feel convinced. "Ha, ha, Shere Khan? Nonsense, old sport.  Shere Khan isn't a few miles from here," Hathi said.

But Shere Khan actually was within miles of the area. In fact, he was a few yards away and he chuckled upon hearing the elephant's words. "I'm sorry, Bagheera," Hathi said, "the fortunes of the war and all that kind of fact, you know."

I was disappointed by Hathi's refusal to help in the search. But, to our surprise, someone else was frustrated at Hathi. "This has gone far enough......far enough."

It was Winifred. Having listened to Hathi's conversation and his reluctance about helping find the man cub, Winifred came out of ranks and marched towards her husband, with Hathi Junior close behind. "Now just a moment, you pompous old loser," she said.

"WINIFRED," exclaimed Hathi, "what are you doing out of line?"

"It doesn't matter," replied Winifred, who was staying on her topic, "how would you like our boy to be lost and alone in the jungle?"

Hathi Junior stood underneath his mother's legs, posing as an illustration for her words. "Our son...all alone," asked Hathi, who felt a little bit of sympathy, "but Winifred, old friend, that's a completely different matter."

"Huh."

"Different, completely."

"The boy is no different from our son," said Winifred, "now help me find him, or I'll take the lead."

"WHAT?! A female leading my flock," exclaimed Hathi, "absolutely absurd."

Hathi Junior approached his stubborn father and begged, "Dad, the man cub and I are friends. He'll get hurt if we don't find him.  Please, Dad, sir, please?"

"Now, don't worry, son," replied Hathi calmly, "your father always had a plan in mind."

"Huh...of course you did," Winifred said with sarcasm.

This got Hathi frustrated, but instead of reprimanding her, he turned to his herd. "TROOPERS," he called, "COMPANY...LEFT FACE!!"

Everyone turned to their left and waited for further orders. "Volunteers for a special mission will take a step forward," Hathi said before turning around.

The elephants took a step back. The sloppy elephant didn't move, but he suddenly noticed that he was out of line. He swiftly moved back to get in line with his fellow elephants. Hathi turned back to his herd. "Haha, this is what I like to see," said Hathi, "devotion to duty. Now, you volunteers will find the lost man cub."

"Oh, thank you, Colonel," I said, "there's no time to waste."

I left the scene as Hathi said, "yes, yes, well, farewell," before turning to one of his elephants and whispering, "as the man cub is sighted, you will blow your trumpet three times."

The elephant positioned his trunk like a horn and said, "yes, sir," before trumpeting, only to be silenced.

"Csendes, not now, soldier," reprimanded Hathi.

"I'm sorry, sir," squirmed the elephant.

Hathi turned to the next elephant, the one with the haircut. "Lieutenant, our strategy shall be the element of surprise," Hathi said before whispering, "you will take a team and cover the right flank."

"Yes, sir," whispered the lieutenant, "and I shall lead the other team on the left flank. No problem then."

Shere Khan was yet nearby and he overheard the plan. The other elephants listened carefully, but swiftly became dizzy as Hathi suddenly yelled upset, "COMPAGNIE!!"

This even shook Shere Khan a little. "FORWARD...HATCH," Hathi shouts before marching away.

Hathi and the elephants began marching into the jungle, tearing down bamboo trees as they headed out. They had begun their own search for the man cub. As the elephants left the scene, Shere Khan was left alone, but he had a plan of his own. "Element of surprise? I say...hehehehehe," he said before leaving, "and now for my date with the little lost man cub."

Near a large waterfall, Mowgli, who was no longer fleeing, walked slowly around the scenery. He was tired, but also down. Everyone he made friends with was now trying to get him go to the Man Village. He could no longer trust them. At this point, he assumed that they wouldn't find him. He didn't know where to go, but he didn't care. He was now on his own, and he continued walking around the big trees. He stopped near one tree and sat down. But as he thought to himself on where he should go, something came down on him from above. It was a long tail and it wrapped itself around Mowgli before bringing him up to the tree. Mowgli started getting hesitant and confused. But this tail was strangely familiar to him. As he reached the top of the branch, he saw someone he met before, someone who tried eating him the first night on his journey to the Man Village; Kaa the snake. "KAA," Mowgli exclaimed, "it's you."

"Yes, man cub," replied Kaa, "it's so good to see you again."

Kaa hissed as if he was chuckling. But Mowgli was annoyed by the python and was not in the mood for a confrontation. "Oh, go away," he said as he pushed the snake's head off and uncoiled his tail circling around his belly, "leave me alone."

Kaa tried looking into Mowgli's eyes. "Let me look at you," he said as he began his hypnosis.

But Mowgli, now aware of this reptile's moves, swiftly turned his head away. This made Kaa a little hurtful. "You don't want me to look at you," he asked as he turned Mowgli's head around with his tail to meet his eyes, "then you look at me."

But Mowgli wasn't fooled again. He came out of the snake's grip and said, "no, sir. I know what you're trying to do, KAA," he said as the tail wrapped around his wrist.

"YOU DO SO," asked Kaa with shock, before acting differently, "I mean...you don't trust me."

"No."

"Then there's nothing I can do to help," replied Kaa, who wrapped his tail around Mowgli's ankle.

Mowgli uncoiled his tail and said, "do you want to help me?"

Kaa appeared behind the man cub, alarming him. "Of course. I can make sure you never have to leave this jungle," he said as he circled around the boy.

Mowgli was curious about this for a moment. "How can you do that," he asked.

"Oh...I have my subtle fashions," said Kaa as he moved his tail behind Mowgli's shoulders, almost like he was a friend, "but first...you have to trust me."

Mowgli was now face-to-face with Kaa again, but he swiftly came out of the snake's coil and walked away in frustration. "I don't trust anyone anymore," he said.

Kaa, although shocked that Mowgli wasn't going to look into his eyes, was not giving up. He positioned the coil like a circle and moved towards Mowgli, saying, "I don't blame you," before putting it over Richard's eyes, stopping him from walking any further, "I'm not like these so-called weather friends of yours. You can believe in me."

Kaa loosened the coil where that Mowgli could get it off his head. But as Mowgli got the coil off, the first fact he spotted were bright, beautiful colors going in a fast pattern. Kaa was looking into his eyes again, and this time, Mowgli wasn't fast enough to look away. Mowgli stood motionless, staring at the python's eyes as Kaa sang.

Kaa: Trust in me

Just in me

Shut your eyes

And trust in me

Kaa moved his tail towards him, as if he was motioning for Mowgli to walk forward. Mowgli, with a big smiley smirk on his face, walked forward, only to be stopped once he reached the end of the branch. "Stay silent, please," Kaa said before making his body below like a staircase.

Kaa: You can sleep

Safe and sound

Knowing I

Am around

Mowgli walked all the road off the coiled staircase and walked on Kaa's back as he positioned himself like a circle and then a hammock. Mowgli was no longer walking and he just slid onto the coil hammock. As it swung back and forth gently in the air, Kaa continued his soothing lullaby.

Kaa: Slip into silent slumber

Sail on a silver mist

Slowly ensure your senses will cease

To exist

Then Mowgli was balanced on the tip of Kaa's tail. Kaa gently threw Mowgli, making him balance on his head. By now, Mowgli started snoring. "You're snoring," Kaa commented.

"I'm sorry," replied a sleepy Mowgli.

Kaa put his head on a branch, relaxing himself as he moved his coils around.

Kaa: Trust in me

Just in me

Kaa's coils, which were positioned like a tube for Mowgli, turned into a spiral and Mowgli was send sliding down them until he became wrapped up in coils from head to feet. This was certainly enough to make him fall into a deep sleep.

Kaa: Shut your eyes

And trust...in meeeee!

Kaa approached the sleeping man cub slowly. He was now his and he could do what he planned on doing. But before he could do anything, his tail was pulled, making a ding-dong sound. This irritated Kaa again. "Oh, now what," he asked himself before saying to whoever was down the branch, "I'll get off right now."

Kaa looked down the tree, leaving Mowgli yet coiled in the tree. "Yes, yes," said Kaa, "who is this?"

But the person who was there was none other than Shere Khan. "It's me, Shere Khan," he said, "I'd like to have a few words with you if don't mind."

"Shere Khan," said Kaa as he approached the tiger, "what a surprise."

"Yes, that's not true," replied Shere Khan, "I just passed by. Forgive me if I interrupted something."

"Oh, dear, nothing at all," said Kaa.

"I thought maybe you were entertaining someone up there in your coils," Shere Khan said as he presented his sharp claws.

Kaa realized he had a suspicion that Mowgli was up there. "Bobines? Oh, dear," said Kaa hesitantly, "I was just curlinging for my siesta."

"But you were singing for someone," said Shere Khan as he caught Kaa's neck, "who is this, Kaa?"

"Uh," Kaa said nervously, as he tried explaining to the tiger, "who...no...I was just singing.....to myself."

"Indeed."

"Yes...yes, you see that I have.....damage with my breasts," explained Kaa.

"What a pity," said a sympathetic Shere Khan as he gently put Kaa's neck on the ground.

"Oh, you have no idea. It's just horrible.  I can't eat...I can't sleep...then I sing to sleep.  You yourself, self-hypnosis," Kaa said, before doing his hypnosis again as an example, "let me show you how it works.  Trust me on this."

But Shere Khan, not looking directly in the snake's eye, put his paw over Kaa's head. "I can't be bothered by this. I don't have time for this kind of nonsense," said Shere Khan.

"Another time," said Kaa, who managed to get his head out from under the paw, "maybe?"

"Maybe," replied Shere Khan, "but I'm looking for a man cub right now."

"Man cub," asked Kaa, "what man cub?"

"What he lost," replied Shere Khan, who then had a feeling, "now where do you think it can be?"

"Find me," shrugged Kaa, before suddenly keeping his mouth shut.

"That's a great idea," said Shere Khan, "I'm sure you wouldn't mind showing me your coils, would you, Kaa?"

"Certainly not," said Kaa as he lowered his tail, "nothing here...and nothing in there."

In the branches above, Mowgli, yet coiled up, started to snore. This caught Shere Khan's attention. Kaa, unwilling to lose his meal, started snoring, pretending that the sound came from him. "My breasts," he said.

But Shere Khan was yet suspicious. "Huh...really...and now...how about half," he said.

"The middle," asked Kaa before he started lowering more of his body, "the middle."

Mowgli was spinning around and round in circles as some of the snake's long body lowered down the branch. Down below, Shere Khan felt around Kaa's body, tickling him in the process. "Hehe, absolutely nothing in the middle," he said.

"Huh...really..." Shere Khan said, "well, if you happen to see the man cub, you will inform me first. Understand?"

Intimidated by the tiger, Kaa said, "I understand. Cross my heart, I hope to die," as he moved his body around like a crossed heart.

"Good show," replied Shere Khan before he started leaving, "and now, I must continue my search for the hopeless little boy."

As the tiger left, Kaa started complaining about the cat's fashions. "Ooh, who do you think you're joking? Hopeless little boy.  Ooh, it makes me shiver," he said as his body started to shake.

But as he said this, the coils he had around Mowgli slid off him. Mowgli awakened confused, but then came to his reality senses. He saw the relaxed coils around his body and realized something that made him harden. Down below, Kaa, oblivious to the awakened Mowgli, said to himself mournfully, "annoying that poor little hopeless boy."

Kaa sighed, feeling bad for Mowgli, but then had a thought. He was hunting Mowgli himself as well, and he had him in the trees. "Ooh, oh, yes," he said, "poor little hopeless boy."

But before he could do something, he was suddenly yanked up into the tree. Similar to how he was shoved off the tree like before, he landed in a pile of coils. Mowgli had pushed Kaa off the tree, just like how he did before. Mowgli slid down a vine and said to Kaa, "you warned me of a lie, Kaa. You said I could trust you."

Kaa, frustrated, said, "it's like you said. You can't trust ANYBODY," as he approached the hesitant man cub and was ready to attack.

But Kaa stopped suddenly as his tail, stuck in between two small branches, came loose and his coils collided into him like an accordion. Kaa watched Mowgli flee into the jungle further. "If I never see that skinny shrimp again, it'll be too soon," he said as he started crawling off, unaware that he had a knot in his tail, just like before, "ooh, my sacrolian."

Under the gloomy heavens of the wasteland, four vultures stood on a dead tree. They were apparently minding their own business, but weren't doing much. These four vultures consisted of Buzzie, the obese, bald vulture, Flaps, the slender vulture with yellow hair, Ziggy, the slender vulture with brown hair, and Dizzy, the slender vulture with black hair. Buzzie let out a yawn, turned to Flaps and said, "hey, Flaps, what are we going to do?"

"I don't know," replied Flaps, "what do you want to do?"

"I'VE HAD IT," Ziggy suddenly said, alarming Dizzy and Flaps, "let's clap over to the east side of the jungle. They've always had some action, some swinging scene, alright?"

"Ah, get away, facts are right, murder everywhere," complained Buzzie.

"You mean you wish they were," replied Ziggy.

They started laughing at the joke, but Dizzy didn't chuckle. "Very funny," he said dryly.

Everyone stopped laughing and thought amongst themselves once more. "Alright," said Buzzie, "what have we done then?"

"I don't know," replied Flaps, "what do you want to do?"

"Look, Flaps," said Buzzie, who was annoyed, "first I say, 'what have I done?' Then I say 'I don't know.  What you want to do?'  Then I say 'what are we going to do?'  You say 'what do you want to do?'  'What are we going to do?'  'What you want...'  LET'S DO SOMETHING!!"

"Alright," replied Flaps, "what do you want to do?"

This didn't go anywhere for Buzzie. "Blimey," he said, "there you go again. Same notes again."

"I've had it," said Ziggy, "this time I really do so."

"Then you understood," said Buzzie, "what have we done then?"

But before another argument could be brought up, Dizzy spotted something. "Hold it, boys," he said, "look. See what comes to us."

"Hey, what in the world is that," asked Flaps.

The vultures spotted Mowgli trudging mournfully into the wasteland. "What a crazy broken leg," said Ziggy.

"Yes, they all go by themselves," said Dizzy as he and his fellow vultures started laughing.

Mowgli sat on a rock near a small pond. He was at his lowest low at this point. He could no longer take being taken advantage of past other animals, or being warned to go to the Man Village, and being rejected by everyone. "Then what are we going to do," asked Buzzie.

"I don't know," replied Flaps, "right, now don't start again."

"C'mon, boys, c'mon, let's have some fun with his little guy," said Ziggy as he nudged his fellow vultures off the branch, "this little blokey."

The vultures flew off the tree and approached the distressed Mowgli. Mowgli noticed the four birds and was unsure what to think. "Blimey, he has legs like a stork's," said Flaps.

"Like a stork, hehe, but he has no feathers," said Buzzie.

The vultures burst out laughter, trying to have a fun time. But Mowgli, in his despair, didn't bother responding back. "Keep going," he said as he walked away, "laugh. I don't care."

The vultures instantly realized that Mowgli was upset over something. They watched him walk off and they started feeling bad. "What's wrong with him," asked Dizzy.

"I think we're exaggerated," said Flaps.

"We just had a little fun," said Dizzy, "that's all."

"Ah, just look at him. The poor little man," said Buzzie, "you know he must be a little lucky."

"Yes, otherwise he wouldn't be in our neighborhood," added Dizzy.

Buzzie realized that Mowgli needed companionship. "Hey, new boy," Buzzie said as he rushed to catch up with Mowgli, "wait a moment. Hey, wait!"

"Just leave me alone," said a depressed Mowgli.

"Ah, c'mon, what's wrong," asked Buzzie, "you know you look like you have no friend in the world."

"I don't have that," said Mowgli, agreeing with the vulture.

"Haven't you had a mother or a father," asked Dizzy.

"No," responded Mowgli, "no one wants me left."

"Yes," said Buzzie, understanding Mowgli's pain, "we know how you feel."

"Nobody wants us either," said Dizzy.

"We may look a little bad," said Buzzie, "but we've had hearts."

"And feelings as well," added Dizzy.

"And just to prove it to you," said Buzzie, who had an idea, "we'll get you to join our little group."

"Boy, we'd like to make you a vulture of honor," said Flaps.

"Thank you, but I'd rather be alone, alone," said a yet mournful Mowgli, who walked off.

"Ah, now look, boy. Everyone must have friends," said Buzzie, who then had an idea and turned to his fellow vultures, "HEY, FELLAS!!  ARE WE HIS FRIENDS?!"

Flaps, Ziggy and Dizzy: We're your friends

We're your friends

We're your friends to the bitter end

Buzzie: The bitter end

Flaps: If you're alone

Buzzie, Ziggy and Dizzy: If you're alone

Flaps: Who comes around

Buzzie, Ziggy and Dizzy: Who comes around

Flaps: To pluck you up

"Give us a grin," Buzzie said to Mowgli as the song continued.

Flaps: If you are down

Buzzie, Ziggy and Dizzy: If you are down

Flaps: And if you're

All four: Outside looking in

Who's there to open the door?

"C'mon, boy, we need a tenor," said Buzzie, who urged Mowgli to join the other vultures.

Flaps, Ziggy and Dizzy: That's what friends are FOR!

Who's always eager to extend

A friendly CLAW!!

Mowgli started feeling happy again. He grinned as he started joining in the fun of this music number.

All four vultures: That's what friends are for

And if you're lost

In dire need who's at your side

At lightning speed

We're friends with every creature coming down the pike

In fact, we've never met an animal we didn't like

"Haha, you take it, boy," Buzzie said to Mowgli.

All: DIDN'T LIKE!!

Buzzie: Then you can see, WE'RE FRIENDS!!

Flaps, Ziggy and Dizzy: We're friends indeed

Buzzie: We're friends in need and friends indeed

Flaps, Ziggy and Dizzy: Are friends indeed

By this time, the vultures had stacked on top of each other, but they were unstable. "Hey, take it easy, boys, easy now, easy," begged Buzzie, "WATCH IT!!"

Flaps, Ziggy and Dizzy: FOREVER...MORE!!

Buzzie: Buh...buh...BORE!!

Suddenly, someone barged in on the song.

Voice: THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS...ARE...FOOOOOOORRR!!!

This unexpected yet manly singing voice was coming from Shere Khan. The vultures backed off and hid behind Mowgli in fear of the big tiger. Shere Khan clapped his paws together, approving of the music number. "Bravo, bravo. An extraordinary performance," he said before approaching his friends, "and thank you for keeping my victim."

"D...don't mention it....your highlight," said Flaps hesitantly.

Shere Khan chuckled at the cowardly behavior from the vultures. "BOO!!"

The vultures were alarmed and they swiftly fled. "Let's get out of here," cried Dizzy.

"GIVE ME ROOM, GANGWAY," exclaimed Buzzie.

The vultures got to their tree, but Mowgli didn't move. "RUN, FRIEND, RUN," cried Buzzie.

"Run," asked Mowgli as Shere Khan sat in front of him, "what have I done?"

"Why are you running," asked a surprised Shere Khan, "could it be that you don't know who I am?"

"I feel alright," replied Mowgli, "you're Shere Khan."

"Exactly," said Shere Khan, who extended his claws, "then you should also know that everyone runs from Shere Khan."

Although intimidated by tiger's sharp claws, Mowgli yet acted brave. "You don't frighten me," he said, "I don't run away from anyone."

The vultures stood speechless of their friend's words. Even Shere Khan was impressed by Mowgli's attitude. "Ah...you have a spirit for such a small one," he said, "and such a spirit deserves a sporting chance."

Mowgli crossed his arms stubbornly at the tiger. But Shere Khan, impressed by his bravery, turned around and said, "now...I'll close my eyes and count to ten. It makes the chase more interesting...for me.  One...two..."

Although given a head start to run, Mowgli didn't flee. He looked around for something to use to fight the tiger. "...three...four..." Shere Khan continued as he peeked to see if Mowgli was running.

But he saw Mowgli get a large stick. "You're testing my patience," Shere Khan said, turning his head towards Mowgli, "five, six, seven, eight...nine...TEN!!"

Shere Khan roared frustratedly and charged towards Mowgli. The man cub was now terrified of the attacking cat. But before Shere Khan could reach Mowgli, something stopped his approach. IT WAS BALOO. He spotted Shere Khan about to attack Mowgli and caught his tail before he could murder Mowgli. "Run, Mowgli, run," he said as he attempted to hold onto the tail.

"LET GO, YOU BIG OAF," Shere Khan demanded as he tried attacking Baloo.

Shere Khan chased Baloo in circles. Baloo held on tightly to the tiger's tail, but was intimidated by Shere Khan's savage behavior. "Hey, take it easy, hey, hold it, hold it, slow down," Baloo said swiftly, only to meet a savage growl from Shere Khan, making him even more afraid, "hey, easy now, hold it, hey, hey, easy."

"He's had a tiger by the tail he has," said Buzzie.

"And he should hang on as well," added Dizzy.

Shere Khan continued chasing Baloo in circles until eventually biting on Baloo's bottom. Mowgli, although intimidated, tried fighting back. He whacked the tiger with his stick. "Take this, you big bully," he said.

"Let him have it, boy," cheered Flaps, "beat him again, boy. Go ahead!"

But this wasn't doing much, but irritate the tiger more. Shere Khan chased after Mowgli, while Baloo tried with all his might to hold onto Shere Khan's tail. But he wasn't able to stop the tiger from chasing after Mowgli. Baloo hit his head on a branch and landed on the ground as the tiger got closer and closer to the running Mowgli. "SOMEONE DO SOMETHING WITH THAT BOY," exclaimed Baloo.

"C'mon, boys," said Ziggy, who nudged his fellow vultures off the tree.

The pigeons flew into battle. Ziggy and Flaps took Mowgli while Buzzie said to Baloo, "he's safe now. Hahaha, you can let go, Baloo."

"Are you joking," replied Baloo, "there are teeth at the other end!"

Baloo suddenly stopped as his head hit a branch. This sent Shere Khan flying backwards and colliding with Baloo. The frustrated tiger caught Baloo and said, "I'LL MURDER YOU FOR THIS," before slashing ferociously at the bear.

"LET GO, BALOO NEEDS HELP," exclaimed Mowgli, who watched the tiger attack.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning hit a dead tree, starting a fire. The vultures landed on the ground and watched the fire spread. Buzzie came up with an idea. "Fire," he said, "it's the only fact Old Stripes is afraid of."

"You get the fawn, we'll do the rest," added Flaps, who proceeded towards Shere Khan while Mowgli caught a branch on fire.

But they had to move fast. Shere Khan had clawed Baloo a lot and knocked him out. But before he could move in for the fatal blow, the vultures also flew into battle. "CHARGE," they yelled.

"BEAT AND BLOW," shouts Ziggy.

"Stay away from this, you crazy fools," demanded Shere Khan.

"Yes, sir," teased Buzzie as he dodged an attack, "missed me a mile in there."

Shere Khan was getting overwhelmed. "YES, TAKE HIS FLASHING WHISKERS," exclaimed Buzzie.

"HE'S A FLOWERING PUSSYCAT," added Flaps.

Mowgli eventually appeared from behind with the fiery branch. He swiftly tied it in the tiger's tail before Shere Khan could notice. "Look behind you, chum," Dizzy said.

Shere Khan did so, but his frustration and rage, turned into shock and horror. He had a branch on fire tied to his tail. He tried taking out the fire with his claws, but all this did was burn him. With no fashion of stopping the fire, Shere Khan fled the scene as fast as he could. He kept getting burned with each step. The tiger disappeared from sight as a thunderstorm stopped. As rain came down, the vultures gathered together on their tree. "Well, that's the last of him," said Buzzie.

The vultures laughed at Shere Khan's misfortune. "Old Stripes took off like a flaming comet, he did so," added Ziggy.

"Well, let's congratulate our friend," said Buzzie.

But Dizzy knew there was something wrong. "Keep it, fellas," he said, "now it's time for it......look."

Dizzy directed his fellow vultures toward an area, and they all gasped. Baloo was laying lifeless on the ground. Mowgli rushed to the bear's side. "Baloo," the man cub asked.

But Baloo didn't respond. Mowgli tried nudging his friend, in an attempt to awaken him, showing no signs of life. "Baloo, get up," begged Mowgli, "oh, please do get up."

The vultures watched mournfully as Mowgli tried awakening his friend, even though it seemed obvious that Baloo had died in this battle. Mowgli started getting concerned about his friend. His eyes started getting watery as he rested his head. I appeared and I rushed toward Baloo's side. I saw Baloo's body on the ground. I saw Mowgli trying desperately to awaken him. I felt really bad for him. "Mowgli, try to understand," I said.

"Bagheera, what's up with him," asked Mowgli.

"You must be brave....as Baloo was," I replied.

"You...you don't mean," Mowgli hung his head as he began to weep and hugged Baloo.

"Oh, dear! Baloo," Mowgli wept.

The vultures shed a few tears as I consoled the man cub. "Now, now, I know how you feel," I said, "but you must remember, Mowgli...no one has greater love, that he gives up his life......for his friends. If great deeds are remembered in this jungle...a name will stand before all others...our friend...Baloo...the bear."

But what I didn't know was that Baloo had his eyes opened and he was listening to my words. "He cracks me up," he muttered.

"The memory of Baloo's sacrifice and bravery...will always be etched in our mournful hearts," I continued.

"Beautiful," Baloo muttered.

"This place where Baloo fell......will always be a sacred place in the jungle...because it's one of nature's most noble creatures," I said, yet oblivious to Baloo's survival.

Baloo heard all my words and was emotionally touched by this. "I wish my mother could've heard this," he said.

"It's best we leave now," I concluded, "come with me, man cub."

We both started leaving, letting Baloo rest in peace. But as it seemed we were going to leave the jungle with mournful hearts, Baloo got up and said out loud and long, "hey, don't stop now, Baggy, you're doing fine. There's more, much more!"

I eventually noticed Baloo alive. I was shocked, but also irritated again. "WHY, YOU BIG...FRAUD, YOU...YOU, YOU, FOUR-FLESHER...I'M FED UP..."

As I ranted, Mowgli and the vultures looked with amazement. Baloo was alive after all. Mowgli hugged Baloo as he said, "BALOO, YOU'RE ALIVE!!"

"Who, me? Surely, I...have never felt....better," replied Baloo, who felt a little dizzy.

The vultures started laughing as Mowgli said, "you were sure we were concerned."

"Ah, I only took five," replied Baloo, "you know, it's playing cool....hehe, but he was too easy."

"Good old Papa Bear," said Mowgli, who rode on Baloo's shoulders.

We all started heading out. The vultures stayed on their trees as Dizzy said, "it's going to be a little boring without the little man, right?"

"Yes," said Buzzie, agreeing with his friend, "what have we done then?"

"I don't know. Right now, we'll see each other again," replied Flaps, as they resumed their argumentative conversation.

We continued our journey through the jungle. As Mowgli rode on Baloo's shoulders, I walked behind the happy bear, yet annoyed by his action. But Baloo didn't care. He was too busy speaking about the battle against Shere Khan. "Hey, Baggy," he said, "I'm sorry you missed the action. You should've seen me make a sucker on Stripes with that left in his face, BOOM, BOOM, I gave him a WHAM!!  You wanna know anything?  We're good spurring partners."

"You better believe it," chuckled Mowgli.

"Yes, sir," said Baloo, who gave a big hug to the man cub, "nothing or no one will ever come between us again."

The two best friends hugged each other, glad to be back together again. Suddenly, Mowgli heard a beautiful voice coming from nearby.

Voice: My own home

My own home

My own home

My own home

This voice was coming from someone walking down a jungle trail. It was like Mowgli, except it was a girl, and she was coming from the Man Village. We had found the Man Village at last, but instead of running away and avoid going in there, Mowgli approached the village to see who the singing person was. "Look...what's that," asked Mowgli.

"It's the Man Village," I responded.

"No, no, I mean that," replied Mowgli, who was paying attention to the girl.

"Forget these, they're just damage," said Baloo, who tried guiding Mowgli away from the village.

But Mowgli was struck with curiosity over the girl. "Just a moment," he said as he approached the girl, "I've never seen one before."

"Then you've seen one, then let's go," replied Baloo.

"I'll be right back," said Mowgli, "I want to take a closer look."

"Mowgli, wait a..."

"Baloo, get him a closer look," I said, having no issues with Mowgli looking at the girl.

Mowgli climbed up a tree to see the girl. She was a captivating sight and she was beautiful. Mowgli had never seen such a beauty before. He looked at her from the tree as she approached a river with a bucket.

Girl: Father's hunting in the forest

Mother's cooking in the home

I must go to fetch the water

Until the day that I am grown

Until I'm grown

Until I'm grown

I must go to fetch the water

Until the day that I am grown

The girl, at last, saw in the water reflection of Mowgli. She looked up and saw the young boy. Mowgli stood speechless, fully unsure what to say. But he suddenly tripped and fell into the river. The girl chuckled as Mowgli swiftly got up and hid in the bushes nearby. The girl didn't follow him and continued singing.

Girl: Then I will have a handsome husband

And a daughter of my own

Then I'll send her to fetch the water

I'll be cooking in the home

Mowgli peeked out from his hiding place and watched as the girl stuffed up some water with her bucket and walk away. Although hesitant at first, Mowgli started following her, yet in awe of her.

Girl: Mmm-mmm

Mmm-mmm

Then I'll send her to fetch the water

I'll be cooking in the hoooooOOOOME!!!!

The girl noticed Mowgli following her, but didn't seem to mind. But as it seemed she was going to continue her stroll back to the village, she dropped her bucket and it slid all the road to Mowgli. This seemed incidental, but Baloo was watching the entire fact. "She did that on purpose," he complained.

"Of course," I added.

Mowgli didn't see this as an intentional action. He picked up the bucket, filled it up with water and extended it out for the girl. But she didn't move. She stared at the boy before walking away. She hummed her song as Mowgli thought to himself. He looked at the bucket and then started following her. Baloo realized that Mowgli was actually heading into the Man Village and became shocked. But I knew this was going exactly as I planned and just grinned away. "Mowgli, come back, come back," Baloo desperately said, silently.

"Go ahead, go ahead," I added.

Mowgli looked at the village and then us, trying to make a decision. But as he looked at the village, he saw the girl grinning at him. Mowgli wasn't sure what to say, but the girl just stared at him, almost like she was flirting with him. Mowgli grinned back at the girl. She was someone he had never met before, but she seemed very sweet and nice. She didn't mind seeing a jungle boy in front of her, and she proved to be too much for Mowgli to hesitate. He turned one last time toward us and shrugged his shoulders. At that moment, we all understood what he was about to do. He balanced the bucket on his head and proceeded into the village. Mowgli had entered the village and he was in a safe environment.

"He's an addict," said Baloo.

"Ah, it was inevitable, Baloo," I comforted, "the boy couldn't help it. It had to happen.  Mowgli is where he belongs now."

Baloo, though saddened to see his friend leave them, said, "yes...I think you're right....but I yet think he'd have made a great bear," before taking a deep breath and saying happily, "well...c'mon, Baggy buddy. Let's go back to where we belong and go for the beat," he clapped and then took me and started singing as we danced away.

Baloo: Look for the bare necessities

The simple bare necessities

Me: Forget about your concerns and your strife

Both: I MEAN THE BARE NECESSITIES

ARE MOTHER NATURE'S RECIPES

WITH JUST THE BARE NECESSITIES OF LIFE!!

We both danced away together as the sun was starting to set over the Indian jungle. At last, after a good dance, Baloo and I stayed in the jungle. We agreed to meet again someday, but for now, we were all happy that our mission was done and a full success. And that my friends, was how the story of Mowgli the man cub ended.

Executive Producers DENNIS DESHAZER SHERYL STAMPS LEACH

Senior Producer JIM ROWLEY

Producers JEFF GITTLE MARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB

Director BRUCE DECK

Writer REBECCA SELF SNIDER

Production Designer JESS NELSON

Musical Director BOB SINGLETON

Lyricists/Composers STEPHEN BATES BALTES LORY LAZARUS

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Cast: Voice of Barney... BOB WEST Barney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNER Voice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSON Baby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERS Voice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, II Tosha... HOPE CERVANTES Stella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICERO Jason... KURT DYKHUIZEN Kathy... LAUREN KING

Cast: Juan... MICHAEL KROST Carlos... COREY LOPEZ Min... PIA MANALO Kenneth... NATHAN REGAN Julie... SUSANNAH WETZEL

Associate Director ERIC NORBERG

Stage Manager TERRIE DAVIS MANNING

Lighting Design STEVEN BRILL

Editor MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID M. BOOTHE

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA O. ALBERTSON

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Video Engineer BINK WILLIAMS

Camera Operators LARRY ALLEN OZ COLEMAN TOM COX BRUCE HARMON

Production Audio RONALD G. BALENTINE

Boom Operators JAMES JOHNSON DAVID SMITH

Lighting Director CASEY COOK

Key Grip BUZ CANNON

Lighting Board Operator TODD DAVIS

Grip/Electric JAMES EDWARDS

Construction Supervisor CHARLES BAILEY

Craft Shop Supervisor RAY HENRY

Art/Craft Coordinator AMY ATHERTON

Set Dresser AGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS

Draftsperson CHRISTOPHER MCCRAY

Craft/Prop Artist MARK BROGAN

Props/Special Effects DAVID COBB

Carpenters TY M. BURNS DANNY SMITH

Scenic Painter E. (BILL) SLETTE

Swing Crew CARMELO GOMEZ

Costume Shop Manager GEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST

Costume Technician D.J. SEGLER

Costume Sewing NATALIE SERGI-SAARI SUSIE THENNES

Make-Up Designers JEANIE L. D'IORIO JIM WHITE

Hair Stylist DEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING

Costume/Wardrobe Assistant JANET BUSH

Field Producer SANDY JANTZEN

Post Videotapes DUDLEY ASAFF KRISTEN SCHAFFNER JANET BUSH

Dialogue Editor DENICE CROWELL

Post Production Audio CRAIG CHASTAIN

Production Office Manager SUE SHINN

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Illustrator CAROLINE MARSH

Production Coordinators JULIE HUTCHINGS KELLY MAHER

Production Accountant DEBBIE COTTLE

Production Secretary AUSTIN GRAY

Asst. to Performance Director DAVID VOSS

Production Assistants BRADEN MCDONALD JOEL ZOCH

Barney Music Department JILL HANCE CHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH ETHEL WADSWORTH

For Singleton Productions, Inc. BRADFORD COLEMAN LARRY HARON MIKE PIETZSCH

Educational Research Staff PATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed. KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed. JOY STARR

Children's Teacher SANDRA GILPIN

Children's Supervisor MARY EVANS

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by Sheryl Leach, Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.

Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help from Singleton Productions, Inc.

"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)

Special Thanks to Tom Rennen of Intelligent Light Digital Imaging Kid Cuisine

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. Costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

Produced by THE LYONS GROUP AND CONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION

For Connecticut Public Television Executives in Charge LARRY RIFKIN SHARON BLAIR

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

BARNEY & FRIENDS • Happy Birthday, Barney! Copyright 1967 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.