Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's Christmas (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3 is the third chapter of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's Christmas written by MarioFan65.
This chapter is called "The Tuliza".
==Plot==
(The gang with Tupp sleep for the night. The next morning, they all wake up with the sun rising up to shine the desert)
*Tupp: *yawn* Not morning again. I wish there is a cave to stay in.
*Timon: Good morning.
*Pumbaa: Ah, yeah.
*Pat: The sun is up.
*Stan: My god, it's hot in here.
*Timon: I guess you don't like mornings then.
*Tupp: It's too hot outside.
*Pat: We had a good night together.
*Stan: It was warm yesterday. Now it's super hot.
*Timon: It's always sunny in the savanna.
*Pumbaa: The watering hole at my old home was warm.
*Timon: Jeez, i can get used with a umbrella.
*Pat: If we were wearing shades, we would be just fine.
*Timon: Man, we're far from the Tuliza's location, are we?
*Pat: So close.
*Stan: We don't get to the Tuliza's location until we get there, don't you know?
*Pat: Yeah. I guess.
*Tupp: I better get going. I hope you guys take care. We had a nice nap together.
*Pat: It's the best of both shows. How adorable you are.
*Tupp: I'm soft and cute.
*Timon: That's enough cuteness, let's all go.
*Pumbaa: Don't you wait when the vultures are coming.
*Tupp: So long for now.
*Stan: Alright, now we can go.
*Pat: Thank you.
(The gang made their way to the canyon where the sharp rocks are standing like towers)
*Timon: Wow. Look at these rocks.
*Pumbaa: So sharp and huge.
*Pat: This is what a canyon always look like.
*Stan: We been walking for hours! Can we like take a break or something?
*Timon: Not again. We just started continuing. We'll find a beach on the way.
*Stan: I need a break. Everybody need a break!
*Pat: Stan, you're overreacting. Can you like chill before we get to our destination?
*Stan: We should have use a plane to travel all over the world without walking!
*Pat: Stan, you can't cheat yourself. Rafiki said that we're not allowed to use a map or any electronic devices to look for the rest-stop.
*Stan: Who cares. I should be looking for some fresh water! *run* I'm going to find the watering hole myself!
*Timon: Stan, no.
*Pumbaa: Come back or else you'll trip!
*Pat: Wait up! Man, why won't these guys learn how to act.
*Stan: *run throughout the canyon* Ha ha ha. I'm going to find what i'm looking for. *trip over a rock* Whoa! *slide over to the wall and break his way to the sand* Ah! No!
*Timon: Stan, what were you thinking.
*Pumbaa: Look what you done?
*Pat: That what you get for running.
*Stan: I'll never find a pool on the other side. *look at the beach* Whoa. Are you kidding me?
*Timon: Ta da. Isn't it that easy to look for the beach in just ten seconds?
*Stan: Ha ha ha. We found it ourselves. The big pool in the water!
*Pat: That's actually a beach.
*Stan: Forget it. This is like a paradise.
*Timon: I'm getting flashbacks from the jungle where the meerkat colony now resides.
*Stan: This is better. We're getting good luck.
*Pat: Who want to go to the beach?
*Pumbaa: Cannonball! *jump in the water*
*Timon: It's pool party time!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan enjoy their fun at the beach as Timon swim into the water with Pumbaa jumping into the water with Pat and Stan making sand castles)
*Pat: Check this out.
*Stan: It's a sand castle.
*Pat: A castle made of sand. Who taught a real castle would be made of sand?
*Stan: I bet we would go back to the snowy plains to build up a snow castle ourselves.
*Pat: Give me a break. This is my prize for finding luck. *the water splash his sand castle and Stan's* No! I worked hard on this masterpiece.
*Stan: Hey! Watch the water! Slow down on your swimming!
*Timon: *splash in the water* Ah, warm water in the house.
*Pumbaa: Come in. What are you waiting for.
*Pat: Oh well. Who want to get water splashed?! *splash in the water*
*Timon: Whoa, that's too much water in my eyes.
*Stan: Wait for me. *splash in the water* Ha ha ha.
*Pat: I'm the king of the hippos!
*Timon: Pat, you must be a good swimmer. Even through you're a hippo, hippos are like the best swimmers on Earth.
*Pat: I can dive through the deep without a lifeguard blowing a whistle out of me.
*Stan: We're sharp today. Wow. This beach is finally ours!
*Pat: Ha ha ha. I wish everyone was here to try out the beach. *see a block in the sky* Is it me or we're having a hurricane over?
*Stan: It doesn't matter. No hurricane can ruin our day.
*Pat: Wait. I didn't check again. *clean his eyes and see a flock of flamingos flying* Wait a minute. There's no storm or hurricane. It's a flock of birds flying over.
*Stan: They're birds. Birds are suppose to fly all over the place.
*Pumbaa: Uh, guys? We got company.
*Timon: Flamingo incoming!
*Pat: Go back to the sand!
(A flock of flamingos land over to the party as they celebrate with joy and happiness)
*Stan: No! Our party, it's ruined!
*Timon: Stan, i didn't know that the flamingos own this place.
*Pumbaa: Every time we're like the first to found the place, the owners take it away from us like when i farted over the animals back at Pride Rock.
*Pat: Excuse me? Pardon us. We're actually swimming here. So can you make some room while we relax in the water?
*Flamingo #1: Ya, it's our beach.
*Flamingo #2: Welcome to Flamingo Beach.
*Stan: We found it first! This is the whole's beach, not you flamingos!
*Flamingo #3: You sound too harsh. Play with us.
*Stan: I just wanna get out.
*Pat: No no no. I can do something special with these flamingos.
*Stan: Oh really?
*Timon: How can you do that?
*Pat: I'll just announce the whole party to dance into some rock party music.
*Pumbaa: How is going to work out?
*Pat: *see a cliff next to the pool* Ah. I know what to do.
*Timon: You don't mind.
*Stan: Who you asking?
*Pumbaa: Go for it.
*Pat: *run over to the cliff* Coming right up!
*Pumbaa: He's going to fall, isn't it?
*Stan: I hope he fall in front of the flamingos.
*Timon: Oh look, there he is to the top.
*Stan: Come on. I just wanna enjoy some fun.
*Pumbaa: He's going to speak with a speech.
*Pat: *make a announcement* Attention everyone. Ahem! The temperature at Flamingo Beach is 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Today, we are going to rock this party like a beach bash.
*Everyone: *cheers*
*Stan: Give me a break.
*Timon: Jeez, you know when we are going to have a real party.
*Pat: I want the flamingos to perform while you guys party in the water and dance like a samba in Rio.
*Flamingo #1: Woo hoo!
*Flamingo #2: Party hard!
*Pumbaa: I can't wait to party with the flamingos.
*Pat: Alright. It's that time of year. It's time to dance with some party music!
*Everyone: *cheers*
*Stan: Bingo da party baby.
*Timon: The party is on.
*Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.
(Pat put on his headphones begin to mix the stereo as a rock with two plates pretending to be as the record disc. "Go Go Flamingo" plays around Flamingo Beach as the flamingos celebrate by dancing and swinging their wings. Stan, Timon and Pumbaa have their custom-made flamingo wings on as they swing their wings by flapping into the air. Pat jump as he wave his right hand with the flamingos. Most of the flamingos fly in the air as they dance in the air with Stan, Timon and Pumbaa swimming in a circle.)
*Pat: Are you ready to rock!
*Everyone: *cheers*
*Pat: Let's boogie! *use his phone to make party noises*
*Stan: Ho ho ho, i'm feeling better.
*Pat: Make some noise!
*Everyone: *cheers*
*Timon: *pretend to fly* Come on, come on, come on. I wanna fly.
*Pat: *put his custom-made flamingo wings on and dance with the flamingos* Wee!
*Flamingo #1: Keep the noise level down?
*Flamingo #2: This is the best flamingo dance party of the whole feathered year!
*Flamingo #3: I'm shaking it!
*Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan: *dance together as they floss*
*Flamingos: *cheers*
*Pat: The Great Beyond Sea is the best!
*Flamingo #4: Flamboyance!
*Timon: Ooh ooh ooh!
*Pumbaa: Ha ha ha. This rocks!
*Pat: We rock the flamingos!
*Flamingos: *the females scream with hype*
*Stan: The hype train goes on!
*Timon: Well guys, you have the best party of your lives. We really gotta get going. We really need to look for that rare Tuliza and take it home with us.
*Flamingo #1: You're leaving already?
*Flamingo #2: The party is fun guys. You should have stay.
*Pumbaa: We came first before you. That's enough party dancing for now.
*Pat: I'm gonna miss you. Rock on the beach!
*Everyone: *cheers*
*Stan: Go Go Flamingos!
*Pat: Goodbye!
*Timon: Bon voyage to the rock plains!
*Stan: Just like a G6.
*Pumbaa: Yeah. I'm on fire.
(As the flamingos continue to celebrate at the Flamingo Beach, Timon's gang is now heading over to the rock plains as they continue to search for the rare Tuliza around the world)
*Timon: How long is the Tuliza's location?
*Pumbaa: Any day now.
*Pat: We been travelling for so long. I don't know what happen? Why do we keep on walking?
*Stan: Let's go back. Maybe we miss out on a lot of items and one of the places is the Tuliza's location.
*Timon: There's no need to stop.
*Pumbaa: It's just the bottom of the journey.
*Pat: How? We're not going down or something.
*Stan: I spy something that is green like grass.
*Timon: There's the grass.
*Stan: Not the grass. The trees.
*Timon: Whoa.
*Pumbaa: We're almost to the forest.
*Pat: Hey, Rafiki is right. The forest is where they sell Tuliza.
*Stan: I knew it. The treasure is in the forest.
*Timon: Alright. Now we can go find the Tuliza and take it back with us.
*Pat: Do we like give it to Rafiki to place it on the Christmas tree?
*Timon: Oh no, i forgot to draw a picture of what the Christmas tree would look like!
*Pat: It's okay Timon. They're setting up the tree back at the Pride Lands and we're about to grab the Tuliza to go.
*Timon: Alright. Let the Pride Lands make their own tree while we go grab the Tuliza and return home on time.
*Stan: Let's go.
(The gang made it to the forest as they head over to the trail of the forest)
*Timon: Man, this is the last place to go where we look for the Tuliza.
*Pumbaa: This is going to be a good one.
*Pat: No more running and no more whining for more directions.
*Stan: At least that Flamingo Dance Party cheer us up.
*Pat: We were flapping our wings like crazy.
*Timon: They were custom-made. Made of feathers from scratch.
*Pat: There were flamingo feathers.
*Stan: How do you know their feathers are based off a flamingo?
*Pat: The references?
*Timon: It doesn't matter what we design.
*Tenuk: *show up* Oh hey guys. Where are you going?
*Timon: We're looking for treasure.
*Pumbaa: Do you mind helping us look what we're looking for?
*Tenuk: Uh? I don't think there's treasure around you. You want to go look for plants or eat a fruit on your way?
*Pumbaa: *his stomach is growling* Gosh, i'm starving.
*Timon: We haven't ate any breakfast since we left the beach.
*Pat: Gosh, i forgot to bring any snacks for the quest.
*Stan: Pat, why didn't you bring some on our journey to find the flower?!
*Tenuk: Relax. We got plenty of food to eat.
*Pat: See Stan? I didn't have to bring food on the go.
*Stan: I bring my own lunch when i go to work on the weekend.
*Pat: Yeah. But that's way during your high school years before you retire to go to college.
*Stan: We just graduated college. What's wrong with you?!
*Tenuk: Guys, i can't have you fight all day in the forest. What do you want?
*Timon: Fruits.
*Pumbaa: Grubs.
*Pat: Bananas.
*Stan: You have a plant to give us?
*Tenuk: Ah the best! Fruits, berries, leaves you name it.
*Stan: We don't eat flowers or plants. We grab them like collecting shells on the beach.
*Timon: How are the grubs?
*Tenuk: Couldn't tell ya.
*Timon: Why not? Are they bad for our stomachs?
*Tenuk: Tapirs don't eat bugs. Common knowledge, really.
*Timon: You don't know what you're missing.
*Tenuk: Gonna be in these parts long? I'd love to introduce you to my friends. Hey guys, say hi to these visitors.
*Bambun and Seisou: Hi guys.
*Timon: Hello.
*Pumbaa: Man, we're really getting starving around here.
*Pat: Once again, do you serve bananas?
*Bambun: Oh, we ran out earlier. Sorry to break it up to you.
*Pat: What? I think we went a little late.
*Stan: We were partying! That's what you get when you miss out time to get your favorite fruit.
*Pat: I miss out on a sundae on ice cream day once.
*Seisou: Any more comments?
*Stan: Listen up. We're trying to look for a rare flower all over the forest. Have you ever heard of a rare flower called, a "Tuliza"?
*Tenuk: *stutters* T-T-Tuliza! *scream*
*Bambun: I take it back! Go away!
*Seisou: Leave us alone!
*Stan: What did i say wrong?
*Tenuk: Run off! *leaves rustling with his friends*
*Stan: Guys, don't go! We need help! Was that something i said?
*Timon: I guess they don't like Tuliza.
*Pumbaa: I didn't know the flower was one of the most hated flowers in the world.
*Pat: Keep going. We're running a bit track of our time.
*Stan: Scared friends. They don't even know what a "Tuliza" is. Ha.
*Smun: What's going on here? Why are they screaming?
*Timon: Sorry to warn you. They were scared of this "Tuliza" thing everyone is talking about.
*Smun: Tuliza! You are in trouble. Big warning for you four! *run off*
*Timon: Come on! Jeez, it's like being scared of movie spoilers.
*Pumbaa: I think the world ate the last of the Tuliza.
*Pat: Ugh, let's go. The world is overreacting on the worst flower ever.
*Stan: We don't know if the flower is the worst that Rafiki mention for us to find. This forest is a joke.
*Tompok: Hey guys, got any snacks?
*Pat: I didn't bring any.
*Mouse Deer: Where are you going? Are you trying to trespass to mama?
*Pat: Uh? Me and my brother were adopted. We're trying to look for Tuliza that everyone has been freaking about. Weird day, isn't it?
*Tompok and Mouse Deer: Tuliza! *scream and run*
*Stan: Oh my god. What is going on with this world?
*Pat: Is everyone cursed and scared at the same time when we mention "Tuliza"?
*Timon: What's next? Getting scared by grubs?
*Pat: Everyone seem to get offended by everything nowadays. But we animals won't stand a chance against the problematic problems all over the world.
*Stan: Propaganda, world problems, politics. Anything you name it.
*Pat: Let's find the Tuliza and get the heck out of here.
*Timon: We don't want to see our fates when the animal mob come to beat us up.
*Pumbaa: Make it quick.
(Meanwhile, a big Mama Binturong sniff and smell on the tuliza in her pile of tuliza)
*Mama Binturong: Ah, tuliza. The lucky flower on the forest. No one can get rid of mama in the forest, or the stinkin' Pride Lands where the lion king lives.
*Smun: Mama, we got a warning. A bunch of animals are trespassing and scaring off animals every time they mention "Tuliza"!
*Mama Binturong: Tuliza, you say? The most wonderful, beautiful, delicious flower there is. Do these strangers have some? Or, do they want some?
*Smun: They came here when we were talking to a tapir. A meerkat, warthog and a strange hippo and cape dog were walking, looking for tuliza.
*Mama Binturong: Ah. Someone is going to be in trouble today. If they want some, they can't have it. And if they have some, then I want it. And we all know why, don't we? Because the tuliza is all... *sinsterly* mine! *laughing maniacally*
*Smun: Yes mama!
*Porcupine #1: We worship our tuliza!
*Porcupine #2: All the tuliza belong to mama.
*Mama Binturong: You're all such good boys.
*Porcurpines: Thank you, Mama.
*Mama Binturong: And you all know you're place.
*Smun: That's right. You're the boss!
*Mama Binturong: Yes. Mama's the boss. And nobody messes with me... Or my tuliza!
(The scene flashbacks to a black and white setting with a song sequence. For many years, Mama Binturong send in her porcupine to stop the animals whenever they're taking her tuliza all over the place. While the setting is in black and white, the tuliza flowers are purple.)
*Mama Binturong:
You best not mess with Mama
'Cause Mama's always right
And if you mess with Mama
You're gonna lose that fight
Now Mama loves her boys
They know that she knows best
When you're on Mama's good side
She'll take care of the rest
No, yeah, you best not mess with Mama
You'll find out if you do
A whole mess of trouble
Will come rainin' down on you
And if you mess with my tuliza
Well, you know that's just as bad
There's nothing else you can do
That makes Mama more mad
My tuliza's so delicious
A delectable delight
So keep your paws off it
Or you're gonna get a fright
Don't even say its name
Cause every flower's mine
Unless you wanna meet the quills of a loyal porcupine
Oh, yeah, you best not mess with Mama
You'll find out if you do
A whole mess of trouble
Will come rainin' down on you
And if you mess with my tuliza
You know that's just as bad
There's nothing else you can do
*Porcupines: That makes Mama more mad.
*Mama Binturong: Now you know Mama's always right.
*Porcupines: Right!
*Mama Binturong: And she's got quite an appetite.
*Porcupines: 'Tite!
*Mama Binturong: So all you boys have gotta feed.
*Porcupines: Feed.
*Mama Binturong: Her insatiable tuliza needs.
*Porcupines:
You best not mess with Mama
You'll find out if you do
*Mama Binturong:
A whole mess of trouble
Will come rainin' down on you
And if you mess with my tuliza
Well, you know that's just as bad
There's nothing else you can do
That makes Mama more mad
*Porcupines: You best not mess with Mama.
*Mama Binturong: You best not mess.
*Porcupines: You best not mess with Mama.
*Mama Binturong: Oh, you best not mess with Mama.
*Porcupines: You best not mess.
*Mama Binturong: With mama! *smell the tuliza* Ah, tuliza.
(After the song and flashback, we see Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan walking into the forest, trying to look for the rare Tuliza)
*Timon: The rare Tuliza gotta be in here.
*Pat: Don't say the word!
*Timon: What? It's not a bad word like the infamous F word we see on screens.
*Stan: I don't wanna say it out loud, but we really need to stop saying the secret word.
*Pumbaa: We really look like bad neighbors, even through we don't live in the forest.
*Timon: I got something funny. *look at the crow* Tuliza!
*Crow: Tuliza! *fly off*
*Timon: Ha. Let's scare more animals.
*Pumbaa: It's scared silly time. *look at the monkey* Tuliza!
*Tuliza: *scream and run*
*Pat: *whisper to the mouse* Tuliza...
*Mouse: Tuliza! *run off*
*Stan: Tuliza! Who want to go buy a bag of Tuliza!
*Mongooses: Tuliza! *run off*
*Timon: I got a lot of Tuliza for you to try!
*Tree Squirrels: Tuliza! *scream and run*
*Timon: Tuliza, Tuliza, Tuliza!
*Civets: Tuliza! *scream and run*
*Timon: Ha ha ha. And that's enough of that.
*Pumbaa: Man. Everyone hate Tuliza so much.
*Mouse Deer: Tuliza! *run off*
*Pat: See, they hate us.
*Stan: I thought this forest is cursed as a pumpkin's spell.
*Timon: It's the best of both worlds. Give me a big fat break.
*Pat: I got your big fat salad on you!
*Gibbon: *point at Timon* You. Come here.
*Timon: Uh oh.
*Pumbaa: We're busted.
*Gibbon: I want everyone on the tree.
*Pat: They want us? Uh, okay? I guess.
(The gang hide in the tree with the gibbon)
*Gibbon: You know what's going on? Everyone have been freaking out about this "Tuliza" thing.
*Timon: The world hates "Tuliza". I don't know what's going on.
*Gibbon: We don't hate it because of the flower. We hate it when the word is said every time someone mention "Tuliza" to the whole forest.
*Stan: Do you know where the Tuliza is hidden? Where can we find it?
*Gibbon: You would not like it here. There is a Tuliza lover in the forest who send out her porcupines and stop every animal whoever grab the tuliza. Her name is Mama Binturong.
*Timon: Mama Been There What?
*Gibbon: Mama Binturong. She controls all the Tuliza in the forest.
*Pat: So that's why everyone's scared when we mention tuliza in the public.
*Gibbon: Yes. Everyone's scared of Mama Bintruong. She's so mean, nobody even wants to say "tuliza," in case it makes her mad. She's very mean when she's mad. Yeah, if she catches anyone with tuliza, she sends her porcupine after them.
*Stan: That explains the porcupine tracks.
*Pat: We're still guilty no matter what. We're screwed.
*Pumbaa: So how do we find this Mama Binturong?
*Gibbon: Her hideout is deep in the Stone Forest. But, uh, you'll never reach it. 
*Timon: Why's that?
*Gibbon: The Stone Forest is almost impossible to get through. Only Mama Binturong and her porcupines can get through it safely.
*Timon: That Stone Forest you mention is like the pits with all the sharp metals standing on the ground, waiting for someone to be killed.
*Pat: *his tummy growls* Oh man. We still haven't ate for hours. How can we find food?
*Stan: You got me thinking Pat. We really need to eat breakfast. Where can we find the food area?
*Gibbon: You want food? You can go find the food area with a lot of fruits and if you're interested by eating bugs, you go to the mud where they sell bugs. The bugs come out of the grass and you pick them right up like collecting pebbles.
*Timon: Thanks for the tip. We better find that rare Tuliza or else, our holiday is screwed. Where is the rare Tuliza and where it's hiding?
*Gibbon: There's a lot of Tuliza to collect. The rarest one you mention is like the biggest of all and it's shaped as a cub.
*Timon: Say whaaaaa?
*Pumbaa: No way.
*Pat: Rafiki was right all along. The rare Tuliza isn't the only Tuliza in the world to be found.
*Stan: There's like many like you mention.
*Gibbon: I'm warning you guys. You better go eat and find that Tuliza or else, you're in dead meat.
*Timon: Dead meat? *gulp* I don't wanna be cooked as a meat.
*Pumbaa: We better go right now.
*Gibbon: I gave you all the secret tips you need to claim that Tuliza before the big mean Mama Binturong strike back at you. Go for it animals.
*Stan: We're on our way.
*Pat: We'll do our best on getting that rare Tuliza.
*Gibbon: Good luck boys. You're gonna need it. Oh, just a reminder. Don't eat too much of the fruits and bugs.
*Timon: We will.
*Gibbon: Keep in steady and do not crash.
(Timon's gang head over to the fruit area as they grab a bunch of fruits to eat like apples and grapes)
*Timon: Ah, yeah. Hungry hungry meals in the bush.
*Pumbaa: I hope the bugs are ready to be served.
*Pat: Man, i wish the bananas were there.
*Stan: Too bad, so sad. Better luck next time.
*Timon: Oh freak you Stan. I bet you would cry about not having a big plate of pasta at the buffet restaurant.
*Stan: I took your sushi last month and now, i'm taking your dumplings away.
*Pat: We really need to stop taking foods from another!
*Stan: I'm getting flashbacks from the fries snack we had from the park.
*Pat: Don't even think about it.
*Stan: What-so-ever.
*Timon: *eat the fruits as he see a flying grub on the air* Oh look, a grub.
*Pumbaa: Grub!
*Timon: Come and get it. *run with Pumbaa*
*Pumbaa: Give me a grub!
*Pat: Boys.
*Stan: Pat, eat your fruits.
*Pat: Ugh. If i was a meerkat, i would eat all the grubs in the world.
*Stan: Then you get a stomach ache.
*Pat: I'll be more of a warthog.
(Timon and Pumbaa run where the flying grub is flying with Timon catching the flying grub as he crash over to the mud where the grubs are in the big log)
*Timon: Got it. *eat the flying grub and realize he's covered in mud* Ew, what is this?
*Pumbaa: Timon, we found grubs.
*Timon: Yeah, you can say that again. I found what we found. *grab the grub and eat it* The kind of grub that make you exhausted.
*Pumbaa: *open the log in half with a bunch of grubs* Home sweet grubs!
*Timon: Oh boy. It's heaven eating time. *eat the grubs*
*Pumbaa: Slow down when you eat. *eat the grubs*
*Timon: Chew Wee Mama. *see a female purple honey badger eating a grub* Huh?
*Binga: Hello?
*Timon: Oh, hey. You remind me of someone.
*Binga: Binga. Binga.
*Timon: Binga? That name sound familiar to me.
*Binga: *give the grubs to Timon* Eat the grubs.
*Timon: You're sharing? Thanks a bunch. I feel like i'm the popular meerkat in town. *eat the grubs* Oh yeah.
*Binga: Bingcredible!
*Timon: You used to remind me of a honey badger that we used to adopt. His name is Bunga.
*Binga: Bunga. Binga!
*Pumbaa: She does sound like Bunga.
*Binga: He he he. You sound funny.
*Pumbaa: Thank you. And a Hakuna Matata to you.
*Timon: Before you get confuse, it mean no worries.
*Binga: No worries. Hakuna Matata!
*Timon: Ha! She said it.
*Binga: Hakuna Matata!
*Timon: Ha ha ha! She's the honey badger.
*Pumbaa: Do you know what's funny? If Bunga was here, he would be friends with Binga.
*Timon: Maybe someday, when we go on a field again to this place. We should meet her again with Bunga.
*Binga: I'm not from here.
*Timon: How come?
*Binga: I'm from the Night Pride.
*Timon: The Night Pride? You mean the Day Pride?
*Binga: The Night Pride. I reside at the Night Pride.
*Timon: Oh. What is the Night Pride all about?
*Binga: The Night Pride is a pride of lions with a big tree.
*Timon: I see. I live in the Pride Lands. Far from the Pride Lands, our colony got the whole jungle with a lot of love and paradise.
*Binga: Ah. Binga loves paradise.
*Timon: You do? Wow, amazing.
*Pumbaa: Just like slurping into worms.
*Timon: It's nice meeting you Binga. I hope you find a lot of grubs back at the Night Pride.
*Binga: See you later. *jump into the rocks* Ya-ha-ho!
*Timon: I thought Bunga was the only honey badger in the whole wide world.
*Pumbaa: Sure beat a thing.
*Pat: *show up with Stan* We're back. What were you guys doing?
*Timon: Uh....nothing.
*Stan: Were you talking with someone?
*Pumbaa: Nope. Just starving at the grubs.
*Pat: There's like plenty to eat for you guys.
*Timon: *eat the grubs* It's chewy.
*Pat: From what we remember. We're suppose to go through the stone forest and go to the hideout.
*Stan: The hideout! That's it!
*Timon: Mama Binturong has a hideout?
*Pat: Didn't you guys know? Mama Binturong has a hideout with all of her Tuliza. The rarest Tuliza must be in one of those piles.
*Timon: Where is the stone forest? Where is the hideout?
*Pat: We're like minutes away.
*Timon: Wait, already? Let's go. We found the Tuliza on time.
*Stan: Good gracious! The rare Tuliza is now coming to the papas.
(Mama Binturong and her porcupines sneak on the bushes as they spy on Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan)
*Mama Binturong: So this is what the animals look like.
*Smun: There it is. The meerkat, warthog, hippo and cape dog.
*Mama Binturong: The little meerkat don't stand a chance with my tuliza.
*Smun: Oh, i heard that they must be heading to your hideout.
*Mama Binturong: Those thieves can't go after my beloved tuliza. Let's find out what these strangers want with my tuliza.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan are heading over to the Stone Forest)
*Timon: Here we are. The Stone Forest!
*Pumbaa: Whoa, it's a forest made of stones.
*Pat: All made of rocks.
*Stan: Sharp rocks. Like a little baby mountain.
*Timon: Why they call it a stone forest? It's a canyon to me.
*Pat: Let's go take a look.
*Timon: Make way!
*Everyone: *slide together and trip over to the hills, making a lot of echos*
*Timon: Tough landing you guys.
*Pat: Where is that echo noise coming from?
*Stan: It goes from baba bing baba boom.
*Pumbaa: Uh? *fart as the echo make a lot of fart noises* Hey. I got this. *echoing* I got your grub on your face!
*Timon: Let me try! *echoing* Hello! Is somebody's there!
*Pat and Stan: *echoing* Yodel he ho!
*Timon: Echoing never stops.
*Pumbaa: Make some noise and find the hideout.
*Pat: *echoing* Let's a go!
(Mama Binturong and her porcupines has heard all the echoing sounds from the animals)
*Mama Binturong: The animals keep echoing all over the Stone Forest.
*Smun: They are saying out their names.
*Mama Binturong: Timon. Pumbaa. Pat. And Stan. Now i know who are the ones that are going after my tuliza. The animals! Yes. They are going to be in so much trouble. I'll give them some punishment time!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan keep echoing all over the place as they keep searching for the hideout)
*Timon: Hello? Is anyone home?!
*Pumbaa: I farted on the watering hole again!
*Pat: Who has my toothbrush?!
*Stan: Tuliza!
*Pat: We would now like to present for all of you guys. Tuliza!
*Timon: We would now like to represent. Tuliza! *trip over a ramp* Ah!
*Pumbaa, Pat and Stan: Timon!
*Timon: *crash over to the hideout* Huh? What happen? *see a bunch of tuliza* Tuliza. I found it. We found them all!
*Pumbaa: Don't worry Timon. We'll meet you at the other side.
*Pat: Right back at ya.
*Stan: Grab the rare Tuliza and let's go. *go to the other side with his friends*
*Timon: The rare Tuliza gotta be in here. I wonder what size the rare Tuliza would be. *look at the rare Tuliza that is in the same size as himself* Wow. I found it. I really really found it. It's the holy moly of Tuliza! *grab the rare Tuliza* I have finally completed the journey, the quest, the task and the level and look what it got me to. The Rarest Tuliza in the Stone Forest!
*Mama Binturong: Welcome, Timon. We've been expecting you.
*Timon: Huh? Who said that? Ma? Uncle Max? Simba? Nala?
*Mama Binturong: It is i, your worst nightmare. Mama Binturong.
*Timon: A-hah! So you must be Mama Binturong.
*Mama Binturong: We have heard all about you. You must be the one going after my rare Tuliza.
*Timon: But how did you know my name in the first place?
*Mama Binturong: The echoing you been making has heard your name.
*Timon: Mama Binturong. I hate to do this to you. I have to take one of your Tuliza and give it to the Pride Lands where the Christmas tree is being set up.
*Mama Binturong: The Pride Lands? Didn't the place turned into a wasteland years ago when the hyenas stormed in?
*Timon: That was in the past. King Simba brought everything back to it's normal roots after defeating his uncle Scar.
*Mama Binturong: Liar! That place burns to the ground while you belong. Also, you are trying to steal all of my tuliza in the world and you're not welcome to have one!
*Timon: Why won't you share all of your tuliza with everyone else!
*Mama Binturong: Ooh, ah. Now we're talking. I give everyone orders for what Mama said. Whoever fails will face punishment of a beating. How about we do it the hard way?
*Timon: You know what? It's karate time!
*Mama Binturong: Make me you baby meerkat.
*Timon: Ah! *jump and punch Mama Binturong*
*Mama Binturong: Ouch. Fur-brain!
*Timon: *punch Mama Binturong's fist* Push.
*Mama Binturong: Here's a tuliza for you. *push Timon*
*Timon: Hey.
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha ha ha. Now it is time to face my claws. *get hit by a rock* Ow. Who hit me with the rock?!
*Pat: *show up with Pumbaa and Stan* Don't worry Timon. I'll save you from that big bear.
*Mama Binturong: I'm not a bear. I'm a binturong!
*Pumbaa: Wait, is that Mama Binturong?
*Mama Binturong: You said it.
*Stan: *gulp* Oh no. We were all right. The big mama monster is here to fight us.
*Mama Binturong: Porcupines, show some discipline to the thieves!
*Smun: Get them prickles!
*Pat: Porcupines?! This is going to be a hard one. *step on Smun* Ah! My feet!
*Pumbaa: *knock over the porcupines* Ouch ouch ouch. Not the sharp hair!
*Stan: Wanna play catch? *throw a stick at the tuliza* Go grab the stick you stupids.
*Porcupine #1: Lame.
*Porcupine #2: You stink!
*Stan: Uh? Can somebody give me a pinch?
*Timon: *jump and kick Mama Binturong*
*Mama Binturong: *grab Timon* You're going time-out!
*Timon: Help me!
*Mama Binturong: This is the end of the line, meerkat!
*Pat: *grab Mama Binturong* I got her.
*Mama Binturong: *drop Timon* Let go of me you big hippo!
*Pat: I'm throwing you away now!
*Mama Binturong: Can't touch me. *push Pat's belly*
*Pat: Ooh. *slip down*
*Timon: Pat!
*Mama Binturong: *slam Pat* You're down!
*Pat: You big.
*Timon: Leave my friend alone!
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha. You're not going to win.
*Timon: The tuliza's ours! *run to Mama Binturong*
*Mama Binturong: *punch Timon*
*Timon: *crash down*
*Pumbaa: *get hit by the porcupines* Ouch ouch, ow ow ow. *crash over a pile of tuliza* Tuliza. *faint down*
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha.
*Stan: The Stan is cooking! *slam and get hit by the porcupines' spikes* Ooh. *scream*
*Timon: Not Stan too. *get step by Mama Binturong* Ah!
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha ha ha. We're going to watch your friends die.
*Timon: You can't do that.
*Mama Binturong: Sleep my little dear meerkat. Soon, you will face execution.
*Timon: Ugh, i don't feel good. *faint down*
*Mama Binturong: Ah ha. We must prepare for their execution. Now!
*Smun: Yes Mama.
*Mama Binturong: The puny meerkat and all of his friends are gone. But they won't see the light of day. Or my beautiful tuliza.
(After the battle for the tuliza at the hideout, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan wake up as they are all tied up from a root of ropes by hanging on a tree)
*Timon: Where are we?
*Pumbaa: Did we win?
*Pat: No. We didn't even get the tuliza we wanted.
*Stan: Why are we upside down?
*Timon: Uh oh. I just realized that we're trapped.
*Pat: Trapped?! By who?
(A group of porcupines chant with Mama Binturong walk to the tied up animals)
*Timon: Ah! We're still in the same place.
*Mama Binturong: Hello Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan.
*Pumbaa: How do you know all of our names?
*Mama Binturong: We heard all of that echoing in the Stone Forest where you try to sneak into my hideout with all the tuliza. Now you're not going to get all the tuliza i own.
*Pat: You're torturing us.
*Stan: We need to get out of this trap.
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha. You guys aren't getting out. You are about to face execution.
*Pat: Execution?!
*Timon: No. Anything but that. This is a nightmare. We can't face execution.
*Mama Binturong: Ho ho ho. You'll never be sorry for anything ever since you rob my place.
*Timon: We're sorry! We shouldn't even come here.
*Pumbaa: We should have never said that stupid word if it weren't for the monkey.
*Mama Binturong: Excuse me?! Are you trying to make fun of tuliza?!
*Timon: Jeez, what kind of flower name is that?
*Mama Binturong: Leave it alone. That name is perfect with the flower.
*Pat: You got something in common Mama Binturong. You used to remind me of my old art teacher from high school.
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha. Very funny Pat. My tuliza is a work of art.
*Stan: You didn't make it. The world found it before you. The world wouldn't have any tuliza without your actions.
*Mama Binturong: I am the mama of all tuliza! All of my people are my clients. You can't never steal other animal's belongings all over the world. And this is what you're done for.
*Stan: If we were worms, we wouldn't gone out easily.
*Mama Binturong: Interesting. Oh well, prepare the fire.
*Smun: Prepare the fire!
*Porcupines: *use the sticks to make fire from the log and place it all down to make a campfire*
*Timon: Oh no. Not the campfire!
*Mama Binturong: Yes! Make more fire! I want to see them burn in ashes.
*Timon: We gotta escape this rope.
*Pumbaa: Blow the fire. *blow the fire from the campfire*
*Mama Binturong: What are you doing with the fire? Make more fire my friends!
*Porcupines: *drop more fire sticks on the campfire*
*Pat: Ah! It's too hot!
*Stan: Move the rope, escape the fire.
*Timon: Move together.
*Pumbaa: Let's shake it. *shake the rope with his friends*
*Mama Binturong: The rope is moving. I want everyone to cut the rope now so they can burn in flames.
*Smun: Bring them over.
*Timon: Keep moving.
*Pat: Come on. Move! *move the ropes*
*Stan: Don't fall in the fire.
*Pumbaa: I want everyone to be sure we're safe and sound.
*Timon: Hey, i got this. *get off the rope and land on the ground*
*Pat: What? How can he get off that easily?
*Timon: I'm small. It's a small world after all.
*Stan: Get us out of the rope and un-tie us!
*Timon: Yes sir.
*Mama Binturong: No! The meerkat is escaping. After him!
*Smun: Yes mama. Come over here meerkat! You are in deep trouble.
*Timon: *dodge the porcupines* There gotta be a other way to free the gang*
*Pat: Keep moving while Timon is trying to find the root rope cut.
*Mama Binturong: *hold a stick* Look like we got a game of piñata coming up.
*Stan: Oh no.
*Pat: She got the stick!
*Pumbaa: We're doomed.
*Timon: *climb on the tree* Almost there.
*Smun: To the top!
*Porcupines: *get on the top to the tree*
*Mama Binturong: *hit Pumbaa, Pat and Stan*
*Pumbaa: Ow.
*Pat: Watch it old lady.
*Mama Binturong: I hope the fire rise up and feel the flame on your fate.
*Stan: We got family back there!
*Mama Binturong: You can't take everything away from me!
*Timon: *go to the tree branch and un-tie the rope as he hold on to the roots where his friends are trapped in* I got you guys.
*Pumbaa: Whoa.
*Mama Binturong: Hey! What are you doing to my trapped animals?!
*Timon: Ah! *throw the trapped animals to the tree*
*Pumbaa: Oof.
*Stan: We're free.
*Pat: We're stuck.
*Timon: Uh oh. *jump off as a tree branch fall with few porcupines falling over to the ground*
*Smun: He's escaping!
*Timon: *grab the porcupine's hair* Alright you guys, we're free to go.
*Mama Binturong: *grab Timon*
*Pumbaa: My friend!
*Pat: Put him down!
*Timon: Hey, why did you hold me for?
*Mama Binturong: You'll be the first one to burn!
*Timon: I gotta get outta here.
*Mama Binturong: *walk to the campfire* Time to burn, little meal!
*Timon: Pumbaa, use the super weapon!
*Pumbaa: Huh? I didn't bring any weapons from Chi-Chi's lab.
*Pat: Your butt!
*Stan: Do the fart thingie you moron!
*Pumbaa: I'm gonna blast! *super fart blast on the whole forest*
*Porcupines: *faint down on the ground*
*Mama Binturong: *see the gas burn the campfire* Not the fire!
*Timon: Woo hoo! We're gonna live forever!
*Mama Binturong: Not anyone! *throw Timon to the hideout*
*Timon: Ah!
*Pat: Timon!
*Pumbaa: Not again.
*Stan: He's dead.
*Pat: *scream and break the rope up with his bare hands*
*Mama Binturong: Ha ha ha. Enjoy your freedom while i'll teach this mongoose a lesson. *run after Timon*
*Pumbaa: Where is that Binturong boss going?
*Pat: She's going after Timon.
*Stan: We have to save him.
(Timon crash into the hideout again as he found the rare Tuliza standing on the pile of Tuliza)
*Timon: The rare Tuliza is still safe.
*Mama Binturong: *land down* You can't take away my beautiful Tuliza.
*Timon: You can't grab it. You are wasting our time.
*Mama Binturong: Well you are wasting my time too as well.
*Timon: Let's fight properly this time.
*Mama Binturong: I'm thankful for all of my Tuliza standing on the hideout.
*Timon: Here we go with round two! *fight Mama Binturong*
*Mama Binturong: *step on Timon's feet*
*Timon: Ouch ouch ooh ooh ooh. *get slapped by Mama Binturong's hand*
*Mama Binturong: You suck at fighting puny meerkat.
*Timon: Watch this. Pretend this is a gummy snake. *bite Mama Binturong's tail*
*Mama Binturong: Ouch! *slam down on Timon*
*Timon: *slammed* I can't see.
*Mama Binturong: Smell my back! You'll love it here.
*Timon: What in the world is this fur?
*Pumbaa *arrive* : Timon! I'm coming to save you! *trip over the hill* Whoa! No no no no no!
*Mama Binturong: *get up* What is going on?
*Pumbaa: Ah! *crash over to a pile of tuliza with the rare tuliza floating up* Uh oh, here we go again. *fart and burn all the tuliza*
*Mama Binturong: *coughing* What happen? What is with the bad smell?
*Timon: *get up* What a weapon...
*Mama Binturong: I'm freaking out here. I can't take it anymore!
*Pumbaa: *knock off Mama Binturong* Move Binturong.
*Timon: Get out the way!
*Pumbaa: We're free to go.
*Timon: The rare Tuliza. We can't leave without the rare Tuliza.
*Pat: *arrive with Stan* What happen?
*Stan: Did we win?
*Timon: We won. But we lost the rare Tuliza.
*Pat: Oh my god!
*Stan: That is the waste of time! That's it! We're leaving!
*Timon: *see the rare Tuliza floating* Guys, the rare Tuliza is okay.
*Stan: Ho ho ho. There it is.
*Timon: Grab it before it falls over to the deep end.
*Pat: *grab the rare Tuliza* Got it.
*Stan: I can't believe all of the tuliza has burned, except for the rare one.
*Pat: We finally got it. Isn't it that easy without using a map or device?
*Timon: At least we look beyond what we see. And we see it ourselves!
*Pumbaa: Alright. Time to go home.
*Pat: We did it! We completed the quest!
*Stan: Now we can return in time for Christmas.
*Timon: Ooh wee, i'm going to eat a bunch of utamus when we get home.
*Pumbaa: Don't forget my worms.
(As Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan left the hideout, Smun show up to see Mama Binturong getting up after her defeat)
*Smun: Mama Binturong, are you okay?
*Mama Binturong: Yes. Now where we were? *look at her ruined stack of tuliza* No! My tuliza! It's ruined!
*Smun: We'll get more tuliza.
*Mama Binturong: No! I'm through with tuliza and this whole forest! It's going to take years to build another stack of these with my tuliza!
*Smun: The forest won't be the same without tuliza.
*Mama Binturong: One day, i will strike into the animals' Pride Lands and burn everything they love in the future. There is only one animal i would love to capture someday when i strike into their home. Starting with Timon! *crush a nut with her hands*
TO BE CONTINUED TO THE LAST PART OF THE STORY
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