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¶ We come through And we flatten that grass

¶ With a one, two One, two, one, two

I didn't think he was going to make that one.

I'll be fine, Beshte. That little rhino just scratched me with his horn.

Won't be long now.

And he needs help!

I must've gotten distracted by all the rides I was giving.

Right behind... Uh, above you, Kion.

We'll help your dad get back to solid ground so he can rest.

I know you're tired and hungry.

So, now the herd is waiting on the other side.

Hang on to your antlers.

That's my favorite boy. That's my favorite boy.

Come on, Bunga.

That's all we wanted to hear.

but I'm sick and tired of being told what to do!

Something tells me we'd only slow Beshte down.

Are you serious?

Well, at least they're kind of pretty.

Wait. But hippo lanes aren't supposed to be pretty.

It sure would be easy to get lost in all these reeds.

I know Big B can handle it.

Dad? Looks like more than just a scratch.

Come on! Get up!