Lockdown Ends

"Lockdown Ends" is the sixteen and final episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on June 24, 2021.
==Characters==
*Timon
*Pumbaa
*Pat
*Stan
*High-Tech Alarm
==Transcript==
(After eight days being on lockdown, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan face their last stand against the High-Tech Alarm in the computer area upstairs of the house. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan confront High-Tech in a fight after escaping out of his broken alarm earlier, now surrounded by the living furniture.)
*Timon: You are trying to copy me, eh?
*High-Tech: Of course not.
*Timon: Liar! You are me! You can't be someone that is already their own body.
*High-Tech: Well, i can become what I want because, i am a living A.I. machine and be whatever i want in all of animalmanity.
*Pumbaa: *see the furniture moving close to his group* Stay in cover! Do not move.
*Timon: We just need to defend ourselves from the controlled furnitures.
*High-Tech: Who want to fight me?
*Timon: I'll fight you. You guys go fight the furnitures, i'll go beat up this wacky virus.
*Pat: Timon, don't. We'll be crushed in seconds.
*Timon: Don't worry. It will pass. Just fight like a boxer.
*Pat: Okay. Here we go again. *he and the gang continue to fight the furnitures*
*High-Tech: I still haven't finish killing you yet! *fight Timon*
*Timon: *beat up High-Tech* Why won't you die?!
*High-Tech: *dodge and knock Timon on the wall*
*Timon: Ah! Not the face!
*Erik: *voice* You can't give up yet. What about staying hungry? Haven't you achieve one of your biggest goals yet to succeed in life?!
*Timon: Oh yes I did. I am staying hungry for dinner. *get up and punch, zoom and smash High-Tech on the floor* You know what? I won this battle.
*High-Tech: I cannot lose to a meerkat. I must be someone else. Let me see, look beyond what i see. *search for people to copy and analyze Pumbaa* Ah, the red warthog it is. Time to transform. *transform into a form of Pumbaa*
*Pumbaa: Hey! You can't be me. That's cheating!
*Timon: Oh no. Pumbaa, he's you!
*High-Tech: Ho ho ho. I'm now the stinky beautiful smelly warthog in town.
*Pumbaa: You can't be someone that is already it's own person. You're a virus. I'm going to have to take you away.
*High-Tech: Make me. We'll end the fight right here.
*Pumbaa: Ah! *push High-Tech to the wall*
*High-Tech: I'm rolling in! *bump Pumbaa to the fridge*
*Pumbaa: Ow. Not chance.
*High-Tech: Give it up now. You're already a sore loser and a pig.
*Pumbaa: PIG?! Did you just call me pig?!
*High-Tech: Uh, i say you are a piglet.
*Pumbaa: That's a pig word. My bullies call me MR. PIG! *scream and bump High-Tech to the stairs*
*Pat: Ha! He got bumped! *kick the plates*
(At Stephanie's house, Stephanie is trying to punch each drawing from floating to prevent her from getting caught)
*Stephanie: Jeez, how did these paintings come to life? This house is haunted full of cursed objects! *continue punching the paintings* Get out of my sight!
(Stuart use a broom to hit the toaster while moving out of the plug in the van)
*Stuart: Get outta here! You were suppose to stand in the counter, not leave outside of your spot. *snore and get zapped by the toaster*
(Professor Chi-Chi in his lab use his laser gun to shoot at the inventions moving as Chi-Chi is blocked at the door to continue shooting the inventions)
*Chi-Chi: What is going on?! My inventions are not suppose to go out of control! This is a outrage! I'm not letting another mistake go away after one failed attempt on a pancake maker!
(Emily dig underground to prevent getting chased by cut off wire charged with electricity as she stop by at her house as the cut-off wires continue to block her)
*Emily: How are they moving? I just cut off these broken machine wires a few years ago and they still got power in them? This stinks.
(Lili hold the bunnies alongside Momo in the house as the baskets march to all over the house)
*Lili: I don't know how much longer I can hold on with you guys. But this is going to be a tricky situation with all those furniture moving around in place.
(Aunt Martha is at her house, using her purse to slam each lamp from moving around as she kick all the book shelves from moving)
*Aunt Martha: Take this! And that! Oh, I am a champion in karate! You won't see bacon on my skin all day long! Aah! *destroy a book shelf* Take that book shelf! You are a living zombie for a lose cause!
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis are seen in their company, fighting all the technologies in the place while the TV is on with the news reporting on High-Tech's control of the technologies)
*Dr. KeNeli: What is going on? Why are they moving?
*Dr. DeSantis: I didn't put in the feature to activate all technologies on one machine.
*Dr. KeNeli: This is your fault! We should have shut down all the alarms from controlling the world before the machine invasion started.
*Dr. DeSantis: Why are you blaming me for the machine invasion? It's both of our faults. One of us should have shut down that alarm trapping people inside of the house for eight days straight!
*Dr. KeNeli: This is a outrage!
*Dr. DeSantis: Oh jeez. Our company is going bankrupted now because of recent events.
*Dr. KeNeli: Well this stinks.
*Dr. DeSantis: Son of a bot! *destroy a computer*
(Back at Pat and Stan's house, Timon, Pat and Stan continue fighting all the moving furnitures as Pumbaa fight High-Tech in his Pumbaa form in the living room)
*Timon: *jump around the paper planes and break a flower pot* These paper objects are getting out of hand!
*Pat: *break a broom and throw the cut-off broom at the flowers* I don't know where these things are coming from, but everything we put in our house is under the hands of the alarm!
*Stan: Take your darn vases home with you! *break the vases*
*Timon: *rip up a paper boat* No more paper boats for you. *see a paper plane flying by him* It's a paper plane! *scream and run*
*Pumbaa: *fight High-Tech while pushing* You are not the boss of me.
*High-Tech: I am the boss! The whole time! You are just a servant.
*Pumbaa: Not anymore. *push High-Tech to the wall and walk up to High-Tech* Ah ha, you are done for good! Now go back to the alarm to un-secure everything under your control, right now! This instance!
*High-Tech: I don't wanna give up.
*Pumbaa: Don't make me kill you with the tusk horns.
*High-Tech: You don't see the light in you. *get up and turn back on Pumbaa*
*Pumbaa: What are you doing?
*High-Tech: Have a nice day. *pass lighting gas all over the house, zapping on everyone*
*Timon: *electrocuted* What is going on in here?!
*Pumbaa: *electrocuted* I can't move a single feet!
*High-Tech: *evil laugh* How funny it is. I love to see you get electrocuted.
*Pat: *electrocuted* I CAN'T WALK!
*Stan: *electrocuted* I brought the wrong alarm from the worst site ever.
*High-Tech: *control the animals and crash them on the wall*
*Timon: That gotta hurt with the crushed brain.
*Pumbaa: Oh worries.
*High-Tech: Now i'm going to have one of you guys fight me. *analyze Pat* Starting with you! *scan Pat*
*Pat: No. Not me!
*High-Tech: Time to become the happy hippo! *transform into a clone of Pat* Yodel he ho!
*Pat: Ah! He's me!
*Stan: He's among us. There's no way out of this home.
*High-Tech: Wow. Look at the textures, the model, ooh. Such a recolor of a single clone i can form.
*Stan: That High-Tech virus clone turning into us in grey and dark blue colors is getting out of hands. Make it stop!
*Pat: I can't believe i have to fight him now.
*High-Tech: What are you waiting for? You're the one that brought my alarm system.
*Pat: Well, if i already broke your alarm system where you came from, i'm going to throw you away into the garbage!
*High-Tech: Make me you little punk.
*Pat: Here goes for nothing! *scream and fight High-Tech*
*Stan: Go Pat, Go!
*Timon: You can do it!
*Pumbaa: This is for the Hakuna Matata jungle!
*Timon: That's sus man.
*Pat: *knock High-Tech and throw him on the sink*
*High-Tech: I demand another fight for all of you guys. *control more things in the house*
*Timon: Oh no. We got more fights on the way.
*Pumbaa: While Pat get rid of the virus, we'll go beat up more furniture.
*Stan: They better be thrown away.
*Pat: *throw High-Tech on the ground* Stay out!
*High-Tech: I will not be defeated by a hippo.
*Pat: Let's show what you got.
*High-Tech: End of the road, hippo! *fight Pat all the way from the stairs and to the attic*
*Pat: You're now in, the sudden zone!
*High-Tech: You meant the bonus round?! *kick Pat all the way down*
*Pat: Ouch. Not the nose. My nose is hurt as a dragon nose!
*High-Tech: Is this all the feedback i get for knocking down a hippo?
*Pat: Wait 'til you see this! *get up, hitting his chest and run back to the attic to throw High-Tech on the boxes* I am the mighty King Kong!
*High-Tech: Then i must be roleplaying as Godzilla. Roar! Ha ha. Is that the famous Kaiju scream.
*Pat: That's not how Godzilla screams. Only bad Hollywood kaiju movies does that, like the living dead! *throw a box at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: I must create all. *use his powers to crumble up the boxes to take the papers out to create little bugs out of paper*
*Pat: Ah! What is this?! Paper bugs?!
*High-Tech: You like grubs? Then eat the grubs all you want!
*Pat: That's not grubs. They look like those creepy crawling creatures that came out of a scary horror movie.
*High-Tech: Eat him.
*Pat: No! *scream for help*
(Timon, Pumbaa and Stan hear Pat's scream in the attic while we're fighting off the living things in the living room)
*Timon: What was that noise?
*Stan: We can hear Pat. Pat is in trouble! We gotta save him!
*Pumbaa: One more round and we'll be done for!
*Timon: *hop on Pumbaa* Let's hit in the attic Pumbaa!
*Pumbaa: Let's go save our happy hippo friend! *run while Timon ride on him*
*Stan: *run* Here we go!!!
(Pat is trying to fight off the paper bugs in the attic as High-Tech watch Pat suffer with the paper bugs)
*Pat: *get attacked by paper bugs* Ah!!!!! Somebody save me a dollar!
*High-Tech: *laugh* I love to see you suffer. That's what happen when you swear out on me.
*Pat: I am not a human being, i am a HIPPO! *spin and knock out the paper bugs*
*High-Tech: A hippo you say? You meant a Hippopotamus.
*Pat: I am a Hippopotamus, not a Hippocampus.
*High-Tech: That's on the brain silly. You might need to do some little research on your phone.
*Pat: Not today! *punch High-Tech to the boxes* K.O.!
(Timon, Pumbaa and Stan show up to see what's going on with Pat and High-Tech in the attic)
*Pumbaa: The back-up is here!
*Timon: Everybody calm down, we're here.
*Pumbaa: The back-up has arrived.
*Stan: Heya Pat. Just checking.
*Pat: Stand back guys, i got him covered.
*Timon: He look defeated. You really got him this time.
*Pat: Yes. That's for locking us eight days straight!
*High-Tech: I am not...defeated.
*Pumbaa: Pat, you gotta do something. It is your only chance to knock him out.
*Pat: I thought i did. I should feel like erasing him from reality and go back to where his boss is.
*High-Tech: I must transform again. *analyze Stan* The puppy it is.
*Stan: Wait! No! Not me! You can't be me!
*High-Tech: Transform! *scan Stan and transform to a clone of Stan* Ha ha ha ha ha! Surprise! I am officially now a dog!
*Stan: Oh no! Now he's a dog!
*Timon: Who let the dog out?
*High-Tech: *get up* Woof! It is i, Mr. "Stan" Stanley.
*Stan: You copycat. That's it, i'm calling your boss on you.
*High-Tech: *lock the attic with his powers* Uh uh uh. You can't run from nowhere.
*Stan: D'oh! What are we gonna do now?
*Timon: The only secret to find out is to fight him.
*Pat: Since we're all together, let's go beat him up!
*High-Tech: Ha ha ha! You can't never catch me alive! *run around*
*Everyone: *run after High-Tech*
*Pat: I'm getting flashbacks from the moment when me and Stuart would chase you all around the neighborhood to give you a bath.
*Stan: I really hate one of those days when you have to bath me in the middle of a grass hill!
*Timon: Pumbaa, he's close, bump him.
*Pumbaa: Aye aye Timon. *bump High-Tech*
*High-Tech: *crash* Gah!
*Stan: Take this foot with you! *jump and kick High-Tech to the wall*
*High-Tech: You're weak than i thought. *fight Stan*
*Pat: Oh my, Stan is fighting the virus. We need to think of something.
*Timon: Spray water on him.
*Pat: Ooh, good idea Timon.
*Pumbaa: How? We can't use a hose out from the backyard since we're locked out.
*Pat: We got plenty of unused hoses. This one is gonna work since i place a plug just in case someone tries to clean the dust off the plank wood.
*Timon: Start setting up the trap. We're going to need a lot of effort.
*Stan: *put High-Tech down* Now pretend you are a punching bag. *punch High-Tech*
*High-Tech: Ouch ouch, ooh ooh ow!
*Timon: What is the first step?
*Pat: *blow a pool inflatable with air* I got the pool inflatable.
*Pumbaa: We need water.
*Timon: Yeah, water. But we don't have a water bottle.
*Pat: *put on the water hose* I got the water hose working.
*Timon: Pour it into the pool inflatable.
*Pat: Up and away! *use the hose to splash water on the pool inflatable*
*Timon: Now kick it to the center.
*Pumbaa: Pools in the attic! *kick the pool inflatable to the center*
*Pat: Trust me it's gonna work.
*Timon: As long it doesn't fail.
*High-Tech: *punch Stan to the wall* Enough Mr. Stanley!
*Stan: You should have been nicer to us all this time of being locked down!
*High-Tech: You didn't get my memo, do you?
*Stan: You were lying all along! This is what you came from to fight us and lock us like zoo animals?
*High-Tech: I wouldn't be surprised if the boss is here and sent us to court and judge who is guilty or not.
*Stan: Oh! You're the one who is guilty and breaking the laws of controlling everything in one house!
*High-Tech: You only have one job to keep yourself down to the bottom. Come on.
*Stan: Get over here.
*High-Tech: I had enough with your little games Mr. Stanley. Now it's game over for you.
*Stan: *look at the pool inflatable close to High-Tech* Walk close to me. Erase me out of existence. I should be the one to be erased.
*Pat: Stan, don't do it.
*Pumbaa: Relax, it's part of the secret.
*High-Tech: Oh, should i walk close to you to erase you from this world and free the others? Fine, i'll go do it myself. *walk to Stan, but step on the water in the pool inflatable which got him electrocuted* What....is....happening....to...me?!
*Stan: Oi, he's glitching.
*Timon: Never seen a virus glitch in the water before.
*High-Tech: Viruses....and....AIs......hate....WATER!
*Pumbaa: Pat, now!
*Pat: *hold the hose* I got him on the mouth! *spray water on High-Tech's mouth*
*High-Tech: *bubble with water on his mouth* No......no......no. It ain't right! Stop splashing water on me!
*Stan: Alright! You got him Pat. Now do the final step.
*Pat: What is the final step?
*Timon: Um, Pumbaa. You got any ideas how to kill off the living virus?
*Pumbaa: Uh. *grab the soap flakes* Take the soap flakes to the water!
*Pat: Yes! That's what i have been thinking about using soap flakes. Time to get rid of this virus! *pour the soap flakes on the water as the soap flakes and water both aim at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: No! Not the soap flakes! I hate soap flakes!
*Pat: *laugh* Goodbye for now High-Tech! You will not be missed!
*High-Tech: *glitching* No! Anything but that. I will be back! Nooooooooo!!!! *explode to death*
*Pat: *close eyes and open them again to see the smoke on the pool inflatable that killed High-Tech off* Did it work?
*Stan: Pat, you did it. You finally killed the virus off.
*Timon: Way a go!
*Pumbaa: You nailed the fight like a hero.
*Pat: Woo hoo! Finally! We killed the virus for good!
*Stan: Now we got the whole house ourselves. Everything is now going to be under our control.
*Timon: Let's go celebrate and chill in the living room.
*Pumbaa: Right about time!
*Pat: Yeah! No alarm can't stop us from controlling us like puppets.
*Stan: Thank god, this whopping killing lockdown is finally over.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan sit down together in the sofa, smiling after all the damage they done to the alarm)
*Timon: This is the end. We got the house back to ourselves.
*Pumbaa: If this lockdown was suppose to be over, where do we exit?
*Pat: The doors may still be locked. But we'll find a way to hack and release the doors and windows from trapping us.
*Stan: This is the perfect life for us. No one is going to stop us on a high little note.
*Timon: Until then, Hakuna Matata.
(The virus somehow swirl and break half the wood to form into a two-feet monster with hands made from wood in the house as the virus roar on the animals)
*Everyone: *scream*
*Timon: It's a living monster!
*Pat: I don't even, what? How is that thing alive?
*High-Tech: You think the battle was over? Well NOT! I am still alive and i have control of the entire house now.
*Stan: If High-Tech had control of everything, his virus flew everywhere just to control the whole house!
*Pumbaa: The city's gonna die now. We have to take it back!
*Timon: Protect yourselves!
*High-Tech: *roar and smash the sofa*
*Timon: Ah! What should we do?
*Pumbaa: Hold the TV with me Pat!
*Pat: *hold the TV with Pumbaa* I hope this will help.
*High-Tech: *roar and try to smash the TV*
*Pumbaa: It's cracking.
*Pat: All these electronics break so fast. We won't be able to get out.
*Pumbaa: That's why the virus is still floating everywhere!
*High-Tech: You can't run, you can't hide. I am the monster house! *destroy the TV*
*Pat: Ah!
*Pumbaa: It's cut in half.
*Stan: *gulp* We're to die for.
*High-Tech: *roar*
*Pat: *hold together* I don't wanna go!
*Stan: Eat Pat! He's the first one to be eaten.
*Pat: Stanley!
*High-Tech: Which one should i eat first?
*Pumbaa: Don't eat me! I'm overcooked. Not well-done made. Oh, we're now in dead meat!
*Timon: *looks terrified; then he looks at the floor under High-Tech, noticing a way to defeat High-Tech and steels himself, then runs headlong at High-Tech, jumping and doing a karate kick at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: Ha. Is that a little karate kick to you? *crack* No, i am cracking. This isn't the end! *break apart*
*Pumbaa: Hey, maybe we're not dead after all.
*Pat: Timon, you did it!
*Stan: The what? How did you manage to steel yourself just to kick him on the back?
*Timon: I know the way. I've done this before at the Battle of Pride Rock, steeling down to break the crack of the tunnel and swallow all the hyenas out from killing my family and Pumbaa.
*Pumbaa: I was there. That's where Simba thrown Scar off the edge of the rock.
*Timon: That's classic to you Pumbaa.
*Pat: Thank you Timon for saving us all. You are one true hero.
*Stan: We did it! We finally did it.
*Timon: Man, i thought this battle was one-way out. I am so done. *fall from the wood floating and merging to transform into a worm* Huh?
*High-Tech: *transform to a worm with all the wood put apart and roar*
*Timon: It's back!
*Pat: Now is a mega worm! We gotta run!
*High-Tech: Lunch time! *move around to eat up everything in the house*
*Pumbaa: *try to open the door* It's locked! We're still on lockdown!
*Pat: There gotta be a way to shut down this virus. *scream as High-Tech is eating up the whole kitchen*
*Stan: Everyone head upstairs!
*Timon: Talk about your fixer-upper here!
(The animals rush upstairs as High-Tech show up and try to eat the whole second floor)
*Pat: I'm sorry! I'm sorry about the damage i did to your alarm!
*High-Tech: Well you should have apologize earlier. *eat the whole computer desk and his alarm*
*Pat: Ha! He ate the whole alarm he got out from.
*Stan: We're ready to go. *see High-Tech roaring at him* Or not.
*Pumbaa: Can we hide in the rooms?
*Timon: Let's flush ourselves to the bathroom!
*Pat: *use a stick to hit High-Tech* Die you little worm monster! *his wood was eaten by High-Tech* Ah!
*Stan: *use a telephone to hit High-Tech* It's no use!
*Timon: Hurry boys! The attic is the only way to survive!
*Stan: The attic? Ah. Pat, you and me. To the attic!
*Pat: I can't take it any longer! *throw a stuffed frog at High-Tech* Well forget about it. I'll deal with you later! *run to the attic with the animals*
(The animals rush into the attic as they lock the door to pretend High-Tech from coming in)
*Pat: Shoot. It was a knockout.
*Stan: I hope the worm doesn't come near us any longer.
*Timon: Is it over already?
*Pumbaa: Please be over already. I want it to be over by now.
*High-Tech: *break into the attic by roaring*
*Pat: What?! That lock wasn't good enough to trap him!
*Stan: It's the beast!
*Timon: We're all gonna die!
*Pumbaa: Take that fart beater! *pass gas on High-Tech*
*High-Tech: *cough* Disgusting. What is that smell? Who use that fart gas out of the bathroom?
*Stan: *use the fire extinguisher to spray gason High-Tech* Here some real gas for you!
*High-Tech: *damaged by the gas* No! Not the fire gas! It's cruel to my system! You are trying to destroy me! Nooooooooo!!!!!! Curse you all! Curse you! *his worm form break apart the wood as he is slammed by the door used on Pat*
*Pat: Stay here! You'll like it here!
*Stan: Woo hoo. We won. Oh yeah. Woo hoo. Uh huh.
*Timon: Well, that's a wrap-up you guys. The battle is finally over.
*Pumbaa: Man, i knew we would end the battle like this.
*Pat: This is the end. The High-Tech Alarm is finally dead.
*Stan: It doesn't get any better than this.
*Timon: At least, it's not the end of the day for us.
*Pumbaa: Home sweet home.
(A big humanoid wood monster show up, screaming out the animals)
*Timon: It's the monster house!
*Pat: It's still not over yet!
*High-Tech: *roar* Ho ho ho, you think i can put the end of your lives for you four? Too bad, you're going to be smashed!
*Timon: We gotta run!
*Pumbaa: There's no way out of this home!
*High-Tech: *roar and smash the wood*
*Stan: It's a horror. It's a doomsday weapon!
*Pat: How do we beat this big monster out?
*Timon: The boxes! We have boxes!
*Pumbaa: Throw the boxes out! *throw a box at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: Ow! Stupid box.
*Timon: He got hurt. Throw more boxes at this monster!
*Pat: Good idea Timon. Time to take out the trash! *throw boxes at High-Tech with Timon, Pumbaa and Stan*
*High-Tech: Ouch! That hurts!
*Stan: You want some? Come and get it! *throw a box at High-Tech*
*Timon: *open up the boxes with paper balls inside* Ooh, we got more items to hit. *throw paper balls at High-Tech* Eat all the paper balls you want!
*High-Tech: *roar and smash the floor even more, splitting Timon with Pat and Pumbaa with Stan*
*Timon: Zoinks! It's now the two of us in split.
*Pat: The floor is gonna break down. We'll be dead in the fire.
*Pumbaa: We're out of time.
*Stan: Save yourself!
*High-Tech: Is that end? Can i end you all now?
*Timon: Don't eat us! We smell bad!
*Pumbaa: It's all because of my farts!
*Pat: Don't lose hope. We can still do it.
*Stan: Positive thinking, positive thinking everyone.
*Timon: *think* Think, think, think. *got an idea* Eureka. I got this. *transform into a superhero*
*Pumbaa: Holy grubs, you can transform into a superhero?!
*Timon: That's the secret! Transform into your superhero forms to beat High-Tech like we did with Brutox.
*Pumbaa: We got this. *transform into a superhero with Pat and Stan*
*Pat: Ooh, same old suit.
*Stan: I feel so old.
*High-Tech: Ha! You're still cosplaying? Let me finish you all!
*Timon: Not a chance. *laser at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: *burn* I can't see! What is happening to me?!
*Pumbaa: What are you doing?
*Timon: Use the laser eyes! It's the only secret to beat the virus.
*Pat: We should have done this in the beginning. Right now, we're in the end. *laser at High-Tech with Pumbaa and Stan*
*High-Tech: *breaking apart* No! I cannot move!
*Pumbaa: Ha! Who's the boss now?!
*Stan: I will never forget you High-Tech!
*High-Tech: *break down* Nooooooo!!!! I am no longer in control of everything. Mr. Stanley, i will miss you. Goodbye all. My friends. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat.......and Mr. Stanley! Noooooooo!!!!! *explode in the whole house*
(As High-Tech is fully destroyed, all of the controlled technologies are out of High-Tech's control all over the world as the whole world cheer for the end of the technology invasion. All the traps are removed with the doors and windows opening up again in Pat and Stan's house with the garage door open. Every furniture controlling in the houses of Stephanie, Stuart, Emily, Professor Chi-Chi, Lili and Aunt Martha have lost the control of High-Tech, stopping by where they are surrounded by a stack of messes. Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis look at all the destroyed technologies following the dead of High-Tech where everything in his control were inactivated.)
*Dr. KeNeli: It's over already?
*Dr. DeSantis: I knew it. The virus in one of the alarms was acting crazy and shut its system down.
*Dr. KeNeli: It even shut all of the technologies down and stop controlling everything in the world.
*Dr. DeSantis: We should have done it with the alarm. Our last good deed with the alarm is over!
*Dr. KeNeli: We gotta clean up the mess of all technologies now because of the invasion.
*Dr. DeSantis: Screw it. We'll clean up and keep the room clean. No machine is gonna stop us from cleaning. *hold his broom on the floor*
(Back at Pat and Stan's house, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan are still in the attic, seeing the burnt smoke on the living room, realizing that High-Tech has been pronounced dead)
*Timon: We did it. I cannot believe we finally destroyed the alarm by a light.
*Pumbaa: Is it over already or am i dreaming again?
*Pat: No! We won! We totally won!
*Stan: Is he dead? Good. He should stay dead as always like a inactivated robot machine.
*Timon: Well my friends, we finally got rid of the virus. The monster is finally no more.
*Pumbaa: The whole house is ours now.
*Pat: We're kings of the world!
*Stan: More like the king of the house you say.
*Pumbaa: Let's all have a happy family hug to wrap up the day. *he and his friends hug together*
*Timon: Once again, Hakuna Matata. *see the floor cracking* Am i sensing something or it is the floor cracking?
*Pat: Don't tell me the attic is going to fall on us. *the floor breaks and he and his friends fall to the living room* Whoa! *crash down to the ground*
(The gang land back to the living room, seeing the mess caused by High-Tech's actions earlier)
*Timon: Mama mia.
*Pumbaa: Papa pia.
*Pat: Oh boy, we really have to clean the whole mess, do we?
*Stan: We'll start here. Pat, you fix the kitchen and Timon and Pumbaa, you go clean the doors.
*Timon: *hear a sound of cracking* I don't think the ground is going to like this one.
*Stan: Oh come on. It's just sound. What you mean about the ground not liking us clean up the house?
*Pumbaa: The whole house is going to break apart!
*Stan: Are you kidding me?
(The whole house inside breaks down with beds, boxes, lamps, drawers and other items falling in the living room as the whole house is crushed up with all the broken wood in the place, bringing out dust with the doors and windows broken)
*Timon: Ah! Ah! The house!
*Pumbaa: Told you, Timon was right all along.
*Pat: Our house, is broken!
*Stan: *gulp* We're in bad shape of luck.
*Pat: Everything here is broken.
*Stan: *sign* This is what we get after the fight?
*Timon: It's going to take months to rebuild. We should have leave in the first place instead of doing some stupid stuff just to get us locked.
*Pumbaa: It's going to be impossible to sell the house to another owner with a broken mess.
*Stan: This should have never happen in the first place if it weren't for that broken house of ours.
*Pat: This just sucks out of luck.
*Timon: Are the doors still locked?
*Pat: *sigh* I can try. *walk up to the door and open it* Hey, the door is still open after all. Come on outside with some nice fresh air.
*Stan: Yes! We finally have freedom!
*Timon: Home sweet home!
*Pumbaa: Woo hoo! I miss the fresh air of love.
*Pat: How much i miss the grass and the flowers.
*Timon: The love of air is in the clouds!
*Pumbaa: We still got the blue sky after all. Perfect timing you guys.
*Pat: If it was still night, we would have been sleeping in the streets.
*Stan: Come on Pat. No one want to sleep in the streets with the dirty garbage bags.
*Pat: Why would i? We would be dressed with rip off clothes and some smelly pants.
*Timon: I feel like walking on sunshine. *stop by to see a car go by* People still driving cars. That's still a thing.
*Pat: Nothing than a perfect happy family in the whole entire planet.
(The neighbors show up to check on Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan, joined by Aunt Martha in her car)
*Stephanie: You're back!
*Stuart: Welcome home!
*Emily: How was your first anniversary?
*Timon: *guilty* Uh.....we can explain.
*Lili: Just explain what you did on vacation.
*Timon: Oh. Me, Pat, Pumbaa and Stan went fishing on the docks.
*Pumbaa: I had so much fun with the slides, except when the fire drill was on, it make Pat goes crazy.
*Pat: I got all the ladies by my side.
*Stan: Pat wanted a big footlong sandwich at the buffet, but they were sold out. He got like the biggest pizza slice in the world and everyone was shocked at him.
*Momo: *giggle*
*Pat: I thought i made everyone embarrassed all because of one piece i got that they should have get.
*Timon: Whatever you get when you don't get upset. Also, me and the boys had so much fun dancing on the dance floor when that jamba music keep on playing over and over again. I feel dizzy after that one song i like.
*Chi-Chi: Really? After all this time, we have been hearing blasts, chaos and invasions all over the place while you were gone. Were you stuck inside the whole time freaking out that you're trap in a house by the locked doors?
*Timon: Uh, no. We didn't actually stay inside the whole time.
*Pumbaa: We were out.
*Pat: Nothing bad ever happen to us.
*Stan: We were Only wigging out only when the Wi-Fi wasn't working in one of the hotel rooms.
*Pat: At least, i finally got to see my favorite cartoon show on my phone.
*Chi-Chi: Guys, do you believe them? They have been sitting in their homes for the whole week!
*Stuart: I'll say, they've been out.
*Emily: Nothing rings a coin.
*Aunt Martha: I'm so happy to see my boys again.
*Chi-Chi: What? We saw chaos and voices all over the neighborhood when these four were trapped in like they're playing around!
*Pat: We hire a robot maid, but the robot maid went out of control and it went into self-defunct mode to explode itself out of it wires.
*Timon: Oh, good, the robot maid talking things out. Which is how it should be. You know, I have a feeling everything's gonna be just fine. *turn away as the house collapses down as he winces* Or not!
*Chi-Chi: I knew it. They were trapped inside the whole time.
*Pat: Ah! Ah! Ah! The house! It broke down!
*Stuart: What happen here is just, strange to me.
*Stan: It tear down by itself.
*Chi-Chi: What do you got to say about yourselves.
*Pumbaa: It just happens. Maybe they didn't built your house perfectly on the day you bought it.
*Timon: It happen once when digging tunnels when the skylight i open up kills it all.
*Pat: Where are we going to live now?! Under the bridge?!
*Stan: I knew it. We're officially broke and evicted out of the house.
*Pat: *talk to himself* Drat. It's the alarm fault.
*Chi-Chi: I heard you. You're busted.
*Emily: *hit Chi-Chi* Leave the boys to justice. Boys, maybe we can fix the house for you.
*Pat: Really?
*Stephanie: Yes. Just in case your house tear apart, we are always here to help and fix it all up for you.
*Chi-Chi: I won't accept defeat.
*Aunt Martha: Chi-Chi, what do you got to say for yourself?
*Chi-Chi: *resigns* Fine. I accept defeat. I surrender.
*Timon: Alright. Now that we're finally out of the house. We can go back doing what we always wanted to do.
*Pumbaa: Let's play along!
*Lili: Go have some fun you four while we go fix the whole house up.
*Stan: As a pleasure.
*Pat: Let's celebrate!
*Timon: Freedom at last!
*Pumbaa: Woo!
(The background song "Free" by Tiggs Da Author plays as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan sit on the bench in the park as they lick some ice cream together on the cones)
*Timon: Does it feel so great to be back to normal?
*Pumbaa: Yeah. We can see the beautiful sky and the people playing again. *see kids playing frisbee as parents lift up kites in the sky*
*Pat: This remind me a lot of my childhood.
*Stan: I never feel so happy about it. We're back in shape.
*Timon: Anyone wanna do something fun?
*Pumbaa: Yes.
*Pat: How about some baseball?
*Stan: Yes. Let's go make that home run for baseball.
*Timon: Right behind you.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan play baseball on the sandlot field with Stan standing at home plate, wearing a helmet and holding a bat with Timon being a pitcher on Stan's side with Pumbaa on the lead with Pat)
*Stan: Bottom of the ninth, tie score, and exactly who you want at the plate with the game on the line: Stan!
*Pumbaa: But staring him down from the pitcher's mound is the most fearsome southpaw: Pumbaa!
*Timon: Are you ready for this?
*Stan: Yeah.
*Pat: Play, ball!
(Pumbaa throw the ball as Stan swing the baseball bat to hit the ball as he run with Timon, Pumbaa and Pat doing the same by throwing, running and hitting the ball as Timon grab the ball)
*Timon: Home run!
*Pat: Oh yeah!
*Timon: Fun sports game to play.
*Stan: I'm the real space case.
*Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.
*Timon: Pack up while we play some volleyball.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan play some volleyball at the beach as one of them hit the volleyball together back and forth on two teams)
*Pat: *miss the ball* Darn it.
*Timon: It's okay Pat. You did good.
*Stan: Rock and roll.
*Pumbaa: Nice try. You're gonna need it.
*Stephanie: *show up* Boys, come take a look at the house. We're 75% done.
*Timon: That's fast?
*Pumbaa: Wow. It was quick.
(The boys with Stephanie take a look at the house being under construction, making the boys impressed by the looks of the house)
*Timon: Holy cheesecake!
*Pumbaa: It look perfect.
*Chi-Chi: We found your pet bird as the treehouse is fixed.
*Pat: Ooh. *walk up the ladder to see a yellow bird flying by* Pee Wee! It's you! I haven't seen you for a while. Here. Take this little home with you.
*Pee Wee: *enter the tree house*
*Pat: Much better.
*Stan: I love the beauty of it.
*Aunt Martha: Mind as well go finish the rest of the house up?
*Pat: Yes. We would love to.
*Timon: Let's go finish what they have left off.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan join in to finish the rest of construction on rebuilding the house as hours pass by, they finally finish it as the house finally looked fixed and the same way it looks as before)
*Emily: We took a lot of effort to build it. It's finally done.
*Chi-Chi: The house that we built.
*Timon: Woo hoo! Pat and Stan, we fix it up for you.
*Pat: Yay! We're back in business!
*Stan: At least, they brought in all the furnitures to place it in the house and all the stuff we brought in on the internet is now placed into the attic.
*Pumbaa: Let's take a look behind the scenes on what we build.
*Lili: Open house everyone!
(The gang take a look at the house in the living room as most of the furniture they brought in are remodeled)
*Aunt Martha: You got a nice living room and a new TV for you to watch your favorite programs.
*Pat: The TV! The heavens! *hug the TV*
*Stan: *look at the clock* Say hello to the new clock to tell time, forward and backwards.
*Chi-Chi: Come upstairs, we got more rooms to go!
*Momo: *jump around*
*LilI: Wait for us Momo. You're walking way too far from us.
*Timon: Talking about family business, eh?
*Pat: I love the full house we got.
(The gang take a look upstairs with a computer close to the wall, a bathroom and Pat and Stan's bedroom)
*Stephanie: You got a nice computer to look up on the internet. Will you give it a first try?
*Timon: Uh.....no.
*Pat: Not today. I don't think we got time to look up on the internet after what we saw yesterday.
*Stan: The dark web, eh?
*Pumbaa: *hit Stan* Don't say it in front of everyone.
*Stan: What? It's just the bottom line of the internet cycle iceberg.
*Aunt Martha: Patrick, Stanley, your bedroom look nice and neat!
*Pat: Ooh. *check his bedroom* Oh god. The bed!
*Stan: *check his bedroom* My teddy bear! *hold his teddy bear* Is it Norbet or Nobert.
*Pat: It doesn't matter. But this bedroom look awesome.
*Stan: Same old pictures. Same old style.
*Timon: Don't you guys mind checking on the attic.
*Pat: The attic. We forgot about the attic.
(As everyone is still upstairs, Stuart opens the hatchet to the attic in front of everyone)
*Stuart: Whoa. I didn't know this hatchet can open up the stairs.
*Pat: You just open up the attic. You're not in trouble. Let's go up the attic and take a closer look like a preview.
*Stan: Going up.
(The gang take a look at the attic to see all the boxes placed together, including all the items the boys bought the other day during their escape to the house from the alarm)
*Timon: Wow. The attic look the same as before.
*Pumbaa: It's so, unbelievable.
*Pat: Great old attic, you say?
*Stan: I'm not surprised by this.
*Stuart: Amazing, right? *snore*
*Chi-Chi: Did you say that you have a car next to your garage?
*Pat: Our car? Let us see.
(The gang take a look at the garage as they see a restored car on the floor)
*Pat: The car!
*Stan: Looking fresh and new.
*Chi-Chi: We restore it so you four can drive again anytime.
*Pat: Alright. Let's go on va-
*Stan: Wait! Don't mention the word until everyone leaves.
*Stuart: Uh, is the open house over yet?
*Pat: Yes, yes, yes. It's just all the junk, tools and materials we got. Open house's over. What a wrap up. Everyone out. Have a nice day.
*Emily: What? You never show us the backyard.
*Pat: It's always the same backyard as always. Get out. I'm not in a rude way.
*Stephanie: Well, i hope you have a nice day with your old fixed house.
*Aunt Martha: Goodbye boys. Take care of yourselves.
*Pat: Bye Auntie.
*Stan: See you later.
*Timon: *see everyone leave the house* So, are we still going to prepare our first anniversary and go straight to Tropical Superior as we promise?
*Pat: We're going to take a short break. Maybe next week.
*Stan: It does not feel like it's the perfect time to go on vacation after all the crunch, stress, overtime and harassment we got in the past few days with the alarms. I shouldn't brought it in the first place, it's my fault.
*Pumbaa: Well, it's just the way it is. We just have to through this.
*Timon: Next week, we're bringing everyone together to celebrate our first anniversary at Tropical Superior with you guys.
*Pat: Yay! After a short delay. We will party like we always promise too.
*Stan: We just needed to get you guys back to your world. You haven't seen your friends for a few days.
*Timon: I'm missing out on something. I'm missing the jungle, i'm missing the Pride Lands and i'm missing Bunga and Simba.
*Pumbaa: We even miss our grubs too.
*Pat: You know what? You're running late and behind your schedule.
*Stan: Let's take you right back home.
*Timon: Perfect timing.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan visit Chi-Chi at Professor Chi-Chi's lab as they enter inside of the lab to inform Chi-Chi on taking Timon and Pumbaa home)
*Chi-Chi: Hello boys. What can i offer you today?
*Timon: Hello Chi-Chi. We really have to go home. We haven't been in our world for a week.
*Pumbaa: Do you still have the Dimensional Cube in your hands?
*Chi-Chi: Yes. It been sitting at my table all the time, waiting for you two to go home.
*Pat: Does it still works?
*Chi-Chi: Yes. It still works. It doesn't take batteries like a remote controller.
*Stan: Back in business.
*Chi-Chi: *hold the dimensional cube and press the button to open the portal to Hakuna Matata* Off you go. Make yourself at home.
*Timon: Finally.
*Pumbaa: Home sweet jungle.
*Stan: We're going to set up our planned vacation with you guys in the following days.
*Pat: Everyone in the neighborhood is invited. Including Aunt Martha.
*Chi-Chi: Oh really? You want to go on real vacation this time after getting trapped by one machine that led you stuck on quarantine. Fine. I'll be going, but you will not regret another lockdown from you guys.
*Pat: We promise.
*Timon: Thank you guys for all the fun we had in the past few days.
*Pumbaa: Thank you very much.
*Pat: Have a nice day.
*Stan: Off you go!
*Timon: Pumbaa, let's make a jump back home.
*Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata! *he and Timon ump on the portal to Hakuna Matata*
*Chi-Chi: *salute* Good luck boys. You finally deserve it.
(Timon and Pumbaa return to Hakuna Matata after jumping through a portal)
*Timon: We're home!
*Pumbaa: Finally!
*Timon: Wow, nothing change. No evil lion took over the Pride Lands this time.
*Pumbaa: Um, you do realize the jungle is close to the Pride Lands where the king rule it over.
*Timon: Well, i didn't know until now.
*Pumbaa: *see the meerkats walking* Here comes the colony!
*Ma: Timon! Pumbaa!
*Timon: Ma! Uncle Max! *hug the meerkats*
*Uncle Max: Welcome home sonny boy. How was your vacation with Pat and Stan?
*Timon: Um, pretty good.
*Pumbaa: We have to explain about this.
*Everyone: *shocked*
*Mody: What's the problem?
*Timon: The true is. We didn't really go on vacation.
*Everyone: Aw. *disappointed*
*Dacey: You don't money for vacation?
*Pumbaa: It been a long journey for us. Stan brought in a alarm that can trap a place down and our house was on lockdown for eight days straight!
*Timon: We didn't really have a great time with the boys this week.
*Monzo: Well that sucks.
*Della: Don't worry. We can go on vacation on our own. How about going all the way to the Back Lands?
*Timon: No. But we have good news. One of us is going on vacation for real next week!
*Ma: Really? That's so cool.
*Uncle Max: You're really going to take us for vacation after all the chaos you have with the alarm inside of the house for the whole week, right?
*Timon: Yep. Pat and Stan are setting it up and things will go out for the greater.
*Pumbaa: We have time to prepare and rock and roll.
*Uncle Max: *hug Timon* You made us very proud Timon*
*Timon: Not again. I'm choking, not breathing.
*Uncle Max: You like it sonny boy.
*Pumbaa: It's almost time for Tropical Superior.
(Days later, the news begin to inform about the arrest of Dr. DeSantis and Dr. KeNeli after being accused of the machine attacks caused by High-Tech and filing for bankruptcy of their company behind it)
*News Reporter: Breaking news! Few days later, the company behind the High-Tech Alarms are going to be filing for a Chapter 11 bankruptcy after the invasion of the machines caused by one alarm in a owner's house the other day. The company behind the High-Tech Alarms will be closing down this September. What does these two scientists gotten say about themselves leading to their arrest.)
*Dr. DeSantis: *footage of him arrested as his hands are handcuffed as he sit in the seat of the police car* I have not ashamed of those machines i built to impress my people! I have not failed you!
*Dr. KeNeli: *footage of him arrested as his hands are handcuffed as he sit in the seat of the police car* We can fix this! It was a mistake. We're not guilty by the causes of the alarms going out of control. *get slammed by the car door closing as the polices drive their cars out of the company*
*News Reporter: There you have it. There will not be any recalls or reprintings of the alarms in the near future. You know what? Go hire a maid or something and keep your house under secured. Real time!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan watch the news to see the actions caused by Dr. DeSantis and Dr. KeNeli in the past few days)
*Timon: So, the alarm know that these two brain whacks are behind this alarm trapping lockdown the whole entire time.
*Pumbaa: I knew they were going to put a lockdown on us. Also, we survived eight days straight without any harm.
*Pat: Forget these guys and their products, we can take care of the house all by ourselves.
*Stan: But what if the burglars come over and rob our stuff out. Would it be a scene of a crime?
*Pat: No worries. I bet we can handle the crime case ourselves with our superpowers.
*Timon: Hey, i know what i'm thinking.
*Pumbaa: You know what today it is?
*Pat: Um, happy birthday?
*Stan: No. It's time for vacation!
*Pat: Yay! We're going on vacation!
*Timon: Tropical Superior it is!
*Pumbaa: Pack your bags and let's go!
*Timon: A real vacation in the making! Here we go!
*Pat: Woo!
(Pat and Stan's gang, Timon, Pumbaa and the whole meerkat colony arrives at Tropical Superior as Stephanie, Emily, Lili and Aunt Martha play volleyball together, the meerkats sliding on the loop slides, Chi-Chi relaxing on a bench and drinking cola and everyone playing in the pool as they hit the ball together while some dance around the water floor and samba together in a line. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan sit on the benches to watch over Tropical Superior and see how well these guys are for themselves)
*Timon: This is it. The big finale wrap-up. The perfect ending of a finale. We're finally here to the end!
*Pumbaa: This is what we expected to come. And now, we're in the place we always wanted to go.
*Pat: Our dreams finally come true. We're in Tropical Superior now.
*Stan: This place really rock off the charts.
*Timon: It's good to be here.
*Pumbaa: After all the troubles and delays, it been a long journey to get here.
*Pat: Forget alarms and lockdowns, this is the perfect spot for us.
*Stan: I love the place so much.
*Timon: It's pretty much like a water park, does it feel right about it?
*Pumbaa: Uh huh. If you say so.
*Pat: Thank you guys for a great year with a big place to go to for our celebration.
*Stan: You really made us proud on this one, Pat.
*Pat: I really did. It was a long journey for us like a roller coaster ride.
*Timon: You really deserve it. Look where you are right now.
*Pumbaa: A new day.
*Pat: *breathe in* Ah. *exhale* What a perfect life.
*Stan: The vacation it is.
*Pumbaa: It doesn't get any better than a baby grub.
*Timon: Best friends to the end. As long it never ends. Hakuna Matata.
*Pumbaa: Uh, guys?
*Timon: What Pumbaa? We just got here a half-hour ago.
*Pumbaa: I'm not too fond of crowds.
*Timon: Well you don't have to be in a crowd to get over yourself.
*Pat: You're still with us after all.
*Pumbaa: We're a big family together.
*Stan: Another day in another life like a happy day in a happy life. Ha ha ha.
*Timon: Smart move there, Stan.
*Stan: Thank you very much.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan watch over everyone playing in the pool in Tropical Superior as the sun set to shine on sunset)
THE END. FINALLY.
(At night in a stage room of Tropical Superior, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan with their fellow meerkat friends come up on stage as everyone is seated throughout the show)
*Timon: Thank you everyone for coming. It been a long journey for us and we're finally here all together on this spectacular day we all have been waiting for.
*Pumbaa: You know what it feel like to strive through all the troubles and reach to the end of a edge.
*Pat: How courage you are, how brave you are.
*Stan: And how can you really be in good trouble.
*Timon: Are you saying, we're in bad trouble?
*Pat: No. Good trouble.
*Timon: What does it mean by good trouble?
*Pat: Good question. Do you remember the other day when we were locked out of the house for eight days straight.
*Everyone: *shocked*
*Stan: Okay. I know what you guys were thinking. We were locked out, there was no way out, we were starving out of luck with lack of food and water, and manage to get out of the fear we live in and fight the fear that is blocking us to get into good trouble.
*Pat: Get in good trouble, necessary trouble, and redeem the soul of our world.
*Timon: Today, we are going to sing a song about good trouble. You have a bad day today? That's bad. Tomorrow you will have a good day.
*Pumbaa: And be yourself to become what you really want to succeed in. Don't think. Become. Get in good trouble.
*Timon: I'll just let my fellow meerkats do the choirs singing.
*Everyone: *clap*
*Timon: Let's perform our song we wrote the other day, will ya?
*Pumbaa: Play the music.
*Meerkats: *the choirs group perform the music*
*Pat: We really did practice a lot in the morning.
*Stan: We sure did.
*Timon: Tap your feet and snap your hands.
*Pat: Oh, right. *tap his feet and snap his hands along with everyone*
*Timon: 
Born in the underground
To Ma and Uncle Max
Share-digging working
In the heat of the day
We knew there was so much more
So I asked the Lord to show, yes he did
All he achieved in his life
We already know
*Pumbaa:
He was there when you called in a hurry
Truth he worked out, don't you worry
He was willing to fight in the struggle
And willing to get into trouble
Mmh, yes he was
He was willing to get into trouble
*Pat:
Took on the wrong of this world
Like playing toys and fighting crimes, mmh
No matter the problems we face
We never lose sight
Taught us to walk by faith
And believe until the end
Together, we'll soon overcome
And love is gonna win
*Stan:
And I'll be there when you call in a hurry
Tell you the truth, don't you worry
He was willing to fight in the struggle
And I'm willing to get into trouble
Willing to get into trouble
*Timon:
And as you put on your wings to fly home
We will continue to fight and be strong
As you put on your wings to fly home
We'll continue to fight, yeah
Continue to fight
*Pumbaa:
There when you call in a hurry
Tell you the truth, don't you worry
He was willing to fight in the struggle
And willing to get into trouble
*Everyone:
He was willing to fight
And ready to fight
Willing to get into trouble
Willing to fight
And ready to fight
Willing to get into trouble
Willing to fight
And ready to fight
Willing to get into trouble
Willing to fight
And ready to fight
Willing to get into trouble
Willing to fight
And ready to fight
In good trouble!
*Everyone: *cheer*
*Uncle Max: Bravo! Bravo! Very impressed!
*Chi-Chi: Any song performing is worth performing twice.
*Aunt Martha: Congrats my boys!
*Ma: We love you Timon!
*Timon: Thank you Ma!
*Pat: Best day ever.
*Stan: No more bad days.
*Pumbaa: For now. Unless we face the worse one yet.
*Timon, Pat and Stan: Pumbaa!
*Pumbaa: Excuse me. I'm sorry.
*Timon: I got your back.
*Pumbaa: Thank you.
*Timon: No problem. Just willing to get into good trouble. *laugh* Good trouble, eh?
*Pumbaa: This changes everything.
*Pat: Hakuna.
*Stan: Matata. *breathe in and out*
THE REAL END
==Trivia==
*The scene where Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan stand in the living room with the house breaking down is a reference to a scene in The Cat in the Hat 2003 where The Cat, Conrad and Sally faced the same fate of seeing the house collapse after locking the down the crate to turn back the house in its normal proportion.
*In the post-credit scene, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan with few members of Timon's colony perform "Good Trouble" by BeBe and Marvin Winans which was performed at John Lewis' funeral in 2020.
**Most of the lyrics were changed in order to fit Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's connections within their life.
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