#/idk how I feel about this one but Zazu's feeling lonely

[majordomo-zazu]

Open Zootopia-verse Starter

Zazu sighed into his beer. What even was the point anymore?

He was sitting on one of the highest and smallest seats at the bar of the cafe that Timon and Pumbaa (two friends of the family who had found Simba after he got lost once) owned. He drank often, more than he would admit to anyone: even Mufasa.

Zazu loved his job and the family that he worked for, of course: but that was during the day. Going home to an empty apartment every night had been taking its toll on him for a long while. He wasn’t ready for that: not tonight.

He had obsessed himself with Mufasa too early on: that was it. Once it became clear that the lion was perfectly content settling into the family lifestyle with his wife, Zazu had moved on better than he had expected himself to, but every partner beyond then was always held to an incomparably high standard: the parrot, the panther, even Simba’s rhino gym teacher whom the cub had set him up with on a blind date (the poor kid, he meant well), had all ended in disaster.

“You are a mess, my good man,” he muttered to himself, swirling around his beer in his glass some more.