Bored Inside

"Bored Inside" is the thirteen episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on June 3, 2021.
==Characters==
*Timon
*Pumbaa
*Pat
*Stan
*High-Tech Alarm
==Transcript==
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan wake up in the living room after a nightmare from yesterday)
*Timon: Ooh, what a night. Glad it's morning according to the clock.
*Pumbaa: What a terrible dream from yesterday.
*Pat: *clean face* Oh man. I wish the big hole was here to make us escape.
*Stan: I feel kinda stubborn after all of this mess we have gone through.
*Timon: Yeah, it's not what it seems to look like.
*Pumbaa: Does anyone have some things to do in the house?
*Timon: Nah. Just bored.
*Pumbaa: There's nothing much in this day.
*Pat: I got nothing fun to do.
*Stan: But if we're bored, how are we going to get out of this house?!
*Timon: Just do what you have to do. There's nothing else to work on and we can just chill out in here.
*Stan: Chill out? You're forgetting the meaning of work, are you?
*Timon: Um, no. No work for today.
*Pumbaa: Everyone do your thing. I'm off to packing the boxes.
*Timon: Meh. Have a nice day you two.
*Pat: I'm just going to relax on the sofa.
*Stan: I'm going to read a little something. See ya.
*Pat: We'll be back when were out of boredness.
*Stan: The boredom is really trying to make us do nothing. I'll call it a day.
(As everyone do their own little thing, Stan read a book in his bedroom with Timon resting on the bed as Pumbaa stack up the boxes in the attic. Pat is seen walking as he look into the radio to play some quiet music for their free time.)
*Pat: Okay. Which song should i play? *play the radio with "Celebration" by Norman Brown playing* Ah. "Celebration". That's my favorite quiet music. I know it's not a actual celebration song, but i'll go with it for free time. *sit on the sofa* Yeah. That's my lazy mood. *press his back on the sofa* Ah, nothing than a good old bored day.
(Timon and Stan are in the bedroom as Stan found a book to read on the chest)
*Stan: Hey Timon, look what i found.
*Timon: A recipe book to cook a bunch of enchiladas?
*Stan: No. It's a history book of the legendary Professor Arthur.
*Timon: Who in the world is Professor Arthur?
*Stan: Professor Arthur was a great cat professor who created a bunch of robot vacuums for every personal worker in their own apartments. Too bad, he died in a coma in 1999 after his son's birthday who is also named Professor Felix.
*Timon: Ooh. Never heard of the guy before.
*Stan: He went to my elementary school for career day back when i was in third grade. Glad me and Pat got to meet him talking about robot maids before his actual death in the next end of the decade.
*Timon: He'll be missed in pieces.
*Stan: Rest in piece to Professor Arthur. One of the greatest professors of all time. I hope his son is doing well, even through he's working on a sponsorship with IcePrime right now.
*Timon: That's good to know about Professor Felix.
*Stan: He is one of a kind, just like Professor Chi-Chi.
(Pumbaa stack up all the boxes in the attic of the house)
*Pumbaa: Done. Now i'm going to get Pat to help out with the laundry.
(Pat is seen relaxing on the sofa, reading a definition book as Pumbaa walk downstairs to get Pat)
*Pat: Okay. On this definition book. What does wonder means? "a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable." How big i wonder.
*Pumbaa: Hey Pat. I need a little help with something. *curious* What are you reading?
*Pat: Oh, i am reading a definition book. It got all the word meanings and what we say in the community.
*Pumbaa: I didn't know. I need you to go help out do the laundry.
*Pat: You want me to do the laundry? You never do the laundry yourself, do you?
*Pumbaa: Stan told me to do it the other day during lockdown. We'll work together with the clothes.
*Pat: Fine. Another day in a lonesome life.
*Pumbaa: Let's go.
(Pat and Pumbaa go to the laundry room to help out with the clothes to place them in the washer machine)
*Pat: Are we really going to wash them all out like cleaning a car?
*Pumbaa: How convenient.
*Pat: What?
*Pumbaa: I mean, we're gonna wash them all up. That's part of our cleaning system.
*Pat: Just pretend, we're on a car wash.
*Pumbaa: I'll like it. Let's stack them up.
*Pat: Place them in the washer machine, will ya?
*Pumbaa: Oh sure. *place the clothes in the washer machine* Now you go do the rest.
*Pat: Okay. *place the rest of the clothes in the washer machine* What's next?
*Pumbaa: Close it down.
*Pat: Oh, we have to close it all down. Oh well. *close the washer machine door* What happen next?
*Pumbaa: You tell me.
*Pat: I know how to set up the cleaning. *press the button to start cleaning the clothes up* Perfect. The special washer machine has the special shampoo to clean the clothes all up. No need for a liquid to pour them all up.
*Pumbaa: That's how it works.
*Pat: Uh huh.
(Timon and Stan are seen playing a game of checkers in the attic)
*Timon: Oh, oh. Come on.
*Stan: Timon, we don't got all day. Hurry up.
*Timon: I'm gonna lose. Drat. I had one piece left and i won't be able to win a second shot.
*Stan: Timon, you weren't even paying attention. You're going to lose your chance now that you failed the game at once.
*Timon: I would regret it if i were you. I just can't even get enough of it.
*Stan: You shouldn't think before you win.
*Timon: Wait, i know. *see his pieces over Stan's pieces* Aah-ha! *move his piece over all of Stan's pieces and take them all* Yes! I won!
*Stan: What? Did you? I did i? What did you? Um? Blah! I just lost. But how?!
*Timon: Told you, i was paying attention.
*Stan: You cheated!
*Timon: I wasn't cheating. All of your pieces were close together just for me to win my shot. I finally done it.
*Stan: Screw you. I'll call it a good name.
*Timon: You don't have to insult me after your lost.
*Stan: Whatever.
*Pumbaa: *show up with Pat to check on Stan and Timon* Hey guys, are you playing a game of checkers?
*Stan: We are. The game's over. I lost. He won.
*Timon: I'm very fast.
*Pat: Congratulations Timon. You are really great at checkers.
*Timon: I'm a pro.
*Pumbaa: You must be a pro for bowling, right?
*Timon: Of course yes.
*Stan: I'm just going to watch some TV.
*Timon: I want to watch TV too.
*Pat: I'm joining in.
*Pumbaa: I wonder what's on your program?
*Stan: We got many programs. I'll show you when we get there.
*Timon: Plus-a-delic.
(The background song end as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan go to the living room with Stan setting up the TV)
*Stan: The TV may be unplugged for a reason.
*Pat: I thought it was already plugged.
*Stan: Sometimes. The plug just take off the wire by itself.
*Timon: It's just a TV and electronic Stan. We got a show to catch up.
*Pumbaa: I'm really excited to see what's on the program.
*Stan: *finish setting up the TV* Done. Now let's watch! *sit on the sofa with his friends*
*Pat: Let's rock.
*Timon: Let the show begin. *use the remote to turn on the TV to see a grey crash screen* Hey, what's this? You didn't set up the TV right, didn't you Stan?
*Stan: Oh, no, Timon, no. We must be on the wrong channel.
*Pumbaa: When the last time you used the television?
*Stan: Pat was using it a lot to play his games.
*Pat: I didn't even get to finish the final level of Ice Blasters 2. I'll finish it a later time after this lockdown ended.
*Stan: It must be a mistake that the TV went to the crash screen. I'll go check what's on the programs. *use the remote to change the channels, only for him to see programs with the same crash screen* What? What's going on? Why isn't the TV working?
*Timon: It must be on glitch-mode.
*Pumbaa: Or in pause mode.
*Pat: The TV doesn't pause for a reason, except when it's frozen. The world keep on moving as the shows keep on going. That's how broadcasting works.
*Timon: Try turning it off then turn it off again.
*Pat: I'll try. *turn off the TV and turn it off again* No! It's broken!
*Stan: The internet must be down or something. *call out the alarm* Hey alarm! The internet's down! Can you bring back the internet for us so that Pat can use it to watch his favorite programs?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I'm sorry. You do not have Internet access to watch your favorite programs on TV.
*Stan: What? We are not watching from streaming. We want to watch from cable.
*Pat: You didn't plug out the cable wire, do you?
*Stan: I didn't. Maybe the remote doesn't work in deserve for the channels we change in.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* The house is under control by me. All access on any devices is not acceptable. The Wi-Fi is locked until you learn to prove you can ask permission to get out there and have all the access you want.
*Pumbaa: Hey, now we know what's going on.
*Timon: All we gotta do is ask.
*Pat: Good idea. Mr. Alarm, is it okay if we can watch some TV, please?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Of course not! You do not have access to any electronic or device at all! No access to the Wi-Fi or the TV. That is not allowed in my place.
*Pat: What?! *run and shake the TV* Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!
*Stan: Pat, stop! That is going to charge us a lot of money!
*Pumbaa: You broke it! You pay it!
*Pat: *stop shaking the TV as the screen change to a error screen* "Error. The program you just switched in is not working at the moment." What did i do?
*Stan: Oh great Pat. Now you broke down the TV.
*Pat: I didn't break it. It's out of order!
*Timon: Wow, what a way to cut off the TV service. Thanks a lot Pat.
*Pat: It's not my fault that the alarm has to close down everything and cut off our Wi-Fi access.
*Pumbaa: That's why we're locked out.
*Pat: Darn it. I should have never leave behind the car in the first place.
*Stan: Well it's your own fault. You're even wasting our time with this long-going lockdown!
*Pat: I'm sorry guys. I can't fix the TV for you guys. There's nothing to watch, but this error screen.
*Timon: Well, we can fix it. It got an code inside. What does it say? *read the code* "094683975500603".
*Pumbaa: That's not going to help Timon. We've been stuck out here for like a week.
*Stan: It doesn't get any better than this.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* My friends, please come on up to me upstairs.
*Stan: Oh great. Now we're getting a warning.
*Pat: Out of luck is like being out of touch.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan went upstairs to have a talk with the High-Tech Alarm in the computer desk)
*Timon: Uh, alarm. Why are we here?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Oh, you know why are you here for.
*Pat: Are you here to reopen up the doors. Please tell us you're reopening up the doors so we can get out of this house and enjoy our vacation?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Nope, that's not the news i was saying.
*Pat: Darn it.
*Stan: Way to keep up from spoiling the surprise.
*Pat: I didn't have to say from saying what i say from my mouth!
*Pumbaa: Keep it to yourself.
*Timon: What now?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You been bored all day. You got nothing else to do, right?
*Timon: Yeah, just bored on the inside.
*Pumbaa: I haven't even been outside for the whole day.
*Pat: I can't even play my games.
*Stan: Or check on my phone.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I got something for you guys to play so you don't get bored. Why not go play a game of connect four while you're at it.
*Timon: No. That is boring and silly.
*Pat: No one want to connect the pieces like connecting the atoms together in a science lab.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Then how about you connect the dots like playing Tic-Tac-Toe.
*Pumbaa: That's way too boring.
*Stan: What? That's for babies. Play something intelligence and serious.
*Pat: Like shooting guns on bullets.
*Timon: And throwing darts on targets.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Why can't you catch the red spot yourself?
*Timon: The red dot wut-da?
*Pumbaa: What did you say?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* How about you catch the red light around the house? Each one of you get to catch the red light like a cat catching the red dot. You know what it is.
*Timon: Yes. We would love to play that.
*Pumbaa: You're going to make us touch the laser and lead us to another lockdown? No way.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Those were lasers i set up to start the trap. I'm going to use the lasers to make you catch it. I'm not going to lock you up like babies. I'm making you catch it like you found the green light and that's it.
*Stan: I see what's cooking.
*Pat: Can't wait.
*Timon: That's a bit more of a challenge we're facing.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Are you ready to play my game of catching the red light?
*Timon: Yes we are.
*Pumbaa: I'm excited.
*Pat: I'm ready.
*Stan: It's about time.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Prepare for my latest acts of catching. Are you mark, get set.
*Timon: It's not a race.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Go! *set the lasers for them to catch*
*Timon: It's game catching time.
*Pumbaa: Scatter around!
*Everyone: *the gang search everywhere around the house to catch the red light*
*Timon: *catch the red light on the fridge* I got it.
*Pumbaa: *catch the red light on the wall* Nice and easy.
*Pat: *catch the red light in the closet* Hey, how did the red light get to the closet when it's closed?
*Stan: *catch the red light in the bathroom's sink* Great. Now i can wash my hands. *turn on the sink and wash his hands with water*
*Timon: *catch the red light on the sofa* Ooh, touchy.
*Pumbaa: *catch the red light on the car* Are we leaving now?
*Pat: *catch the red light on a picture of him and Stan* Hi Stan. How do you like being up here?
*Stan: *catch the red light on the computer* Yes! Now time to go shut down this alarm and get out of this lockdown in no time.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Stay away from the computer!
*Stan: Whoa, what did i do? I was just looking.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Just go find the rest of the red lights and that's it.
*Stan: Jeez, you must be pretty loco and out of your mind lately.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I don't mean to!
*Everyone: *the gang catch all the red lights being touched around the house for an hour and meet up again upstairs to see the alarm*
*Timon: Shoot. I got them all.
*Pumbaa: It was a great run.
*Pat: How did you guys do?
*Stan: A lot. My hands are getting tired.
*Timon: My feet, my legs, everything.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You did manage to catch them all, do you?
*Timon: Yes. We finally did it. We are done playing your game on catching all the red dots you place on us.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I would say the red dots. Also, there is one more you missed out and you didn't catch yet.
*Pat: Huh? But where?
*Stan: You're hallucinations are really trying to make us look like people on sentry duty.
*Timon: We already found all of them. Don't you remember?
*Pumbaa: We checked everywhere. Including the attic.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You miss out one more. Go and find it yourself and a offer you a surprise.
*Timon: Ooh, let's see what our eyes are really made of.
*Pumbaa: Go go go!
*Everyone: *look everywhere around the house to find the last red light as they reach to the attic to find the last remaining red light*
*Timon: Guys, we can't find it anywhere.
*Pumbaa: We're out of time.
*Pat: No! We can't be out of time! The alarm never set up a clock to tick on the arrows to do things fast on what we're suppose to do.
*Stan: Guys, it's up there!
*Timon: Huh? The alarm didn't put the red light on my ear.
*Stan: Look! To the ceiling.
*Everyone: *look up on the ceiling to see the last red light placed up there* Ooh.
*Timon: So, you're telling us that we have to climb all the way up to touch the red light and complete the challenge.
*Stan: That's what i thought.
*Pumbaa: *move the boxes together to make the long way on getting to the red light by stacking them all up* Everyone, try reaching to the red light if your weight can fit in through the boxes.
*Pat: *climb up the boxes and trip over* I can't go up!
*Stan: Oh Pat. You're fat.
*Pat: You think i'm fat?
*Stan: Uhh, Pat, Pat, Pat. You're a hippo. It's a compliment!
*Timon: Up and ahead! *reach to the top of the boxes and jump as he fall to the floor* Drat. It hurt my brain.
*Stan: Let me try. *try to the top of the boxes and jump, only for him to trip on Timon*
*Timon: *squished* Hey! I can't see over here!
*Stan: Sorry. *get off Timon*
*Timon: I can't move at all.
*Stan: Don't worry, it's a cartoon world by the way. *take Timon off the ground*
*Timon: Puny.
*Pumbaa: One more time. Everyone move back.
*Pat: Right. *move back with everyone else* Please grab the red light so we can win this one.
*Pumbaa: Okay. *run up to the boxes and crash down* No! I'm hurt!
*Pat: Nooooo!!! We're never going to win this challenge.
*Pumbaa: Ugh, gosh. What happen to my hooves?
*Stan: It's too bad that we're never going to get up there to reach the goal.
*Timon: Yo, Stan. Throw me up there. That's the only way of winning.
*Stan: Hmm. Ah, i got it. Ready or not, here i throw! *throw Timon to the ceiling*
*Timon: *touch the red light on the ceiling as he fall, only for Pat to grab him* I did it!
*Pat: Yay! We did it!
*Stan: We finally won the challenge.
*Pumbaa: Way a go you guys. You really rock the challenge.
*Pat: Man, isn't it how hard it is to reach to that last red light?
*Pumbaa: We almost never finish it. Now we finally done it ourselves.
*Stan: *call out the alarm* Alarm! We did it! We catch all the red lights at one and the secret red light on the ceiling in the attic!
(The gang make their way back to the computer where the alarm is placed on the desk to impress the alarm that they have found all the red lights in the house)
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* So you have found all the red lights i placed and touch the secret last one. I'm very impressed of all of you.
*Timon: We couldn't done it without you.
*Pumbaa: The best game we ever play.
*Pat: Next time. What we should do is we should look up to see any red light from detecting it.
*Stan: That's the bottom line right there.
*Timon: What's next for us?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You can now access into anything. Only a matter of time.
*Timon: Yes! Now we have internet access to everything!
*Pat: Hooray! Can you play some soul quiet music for us as a celebration?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Oh sure. One quiet soul music coming up for you. *play "Liquid Soul" by Chris Standring*
*Stan: You call that a celebration music?
*Pat: Duh. We can now go back into doing what we can do whatever we want on our quiet day.
*Timon: I think you have a point Pat.
*Pumbaa: We're back into minding our business.
*Pat: *breathe in and out* Ah, perfect day for us.
*Stan: You're not being sarcastic, are you?
*Pat: Nah.
*Stan: Let's go back on doing something that can chill into the power of relaxment.
*Pat: You said it.
*Timon: Until we meet again for another meeting.
*Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata. *he and his group do their own thing around the house*
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Now i can relax without these four brains trying to mess up my system. Oh well...
THE END
==Trivia==
*The title card include items such as nine pencils, a eraser, a smartphone resembling a iPhone and a written letter/paper.
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