When he woke up, King Julien fully expected to be dead. He thought for a good few minutes that he was a ghost in the next life, until he realized the next life didn't look very appealing. He was on a shoddy bed made of thatch, and there was nothing that even remotely resembled a camp around him. But there were other lemurs. Some were tired and still spattered with smoke stains, but others looked freshly cleaned and were collapsed onto a flat forest floor, asleep, nestled between trees. As King Julien looked around, he heard footsteps rush over to him and Clover exclaimed, "He's awake!"

Looking up at her, he winced and lowered his ears. "You look like… like… what the dung beetles roll around." He said as politely as he could manage.

"Yeah, you don't look much better yourself," she shot back, a coy grin on her face. "We got ya out. And most of who was left of us. And even better, we found the rest of the village! There's just… one slight problem." She twiddled her thumbs and looked down.

"And what's that?" King Julien asked, dreading the answer.

"There were more lemurs here than just the ones we lost. They call themselves 'pets,' or said that they were at some point. They wear that same weird collar like the one you had," Clover said, her voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "They… the first lemur they said to help them band together was… well. Mort."

"Mort?!"

"Yes… they think Mort is their king. Even after he's tried explaining that you're really the king."

King Julien's muzzle opened and shut like a fish out of water, and he went to stand up. He winced at the bolt of pain that shot through his legs, and Clover pushed him back down gently. "A burning branch fell on your feet while we were trying to get you free… it hurt you a bit. Look, we're going to figure this out, okay? But not today. Get some rest."

King Julien sighed, and nodded. "Yes… fine. Where's Maurice? Is he alright?"

"A little bit of a cough, but he's fine otherwise," Clover assured him. An awkward bit of silence passed, and Clover began to talk again. "You know, I'm proud of you. Maurice told me how you didn't rush the second Crimson said she knew the way out. You actually helped your fellow lemurs. But," she abruptly got a deeper tone to her voice, and cuffed him on the ear, "you're still stupid for trusting my sister in the first place. You should have dispatched her the minute she showed her face, and then bolted."

"Ow!" Julien yelped, giving Clover a feigned hurt look. He then got a more worried expression and asked, "did she… did she actually die in that fire?"

"I don't know." Clover looked down at her feet and shuffled. She didn't say anything else on the subject, but cuffed him on the ear yet again. "That's just because I wanted to. Now rest! We'll fix this kingship nonsense later. Let yourself heal."

"You too, I'm still king to you," Julien said, proudly raising his chin when she gave him an indignant glare.

That brings All Hail King Julien: Hostile Takeover to a close! The lemurs are all safe in a new territory they don't know, though King Julien's leadership is in question, and Crimson's fate is… unknown! :D (don't you love me?)

Sorry it took so long, guys. Frankly, I got distracted, and then… well, Life(TM) happened. But that said, the repeated… "Please finish!" notifications I was getting in my email made me feel guilty, and I spent the free time in some school class periods getting this written. I had most of chapter 11 already written, but I did not feel it was up to par and so did not post it. Also, I fixed some errors that I had (referring to Maurice as an eye-eye instead of aye-aye… shivering over here, don't mind me). This story was never supposed to take this long and was meant to be a shorter thing, so I hope chapter 11 made up for that since it was all fire, action, more fire! Hope you guys enjoyed, and if you did, let me know with a review (you do not even have to sign in… *points to bottom of the page* can leave it anonymously!).