Genesis of High-Tech

"Genesis of High-Tech" is the fifth episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on April 8, 2021.
==Characters==
*Timon
*Pumbaa
*Pat
*Stan
*High-Tech Alarm
*Dr. KeNeli
*Dr. DeSantis
*Governor Ton Scott
*Tor
==Transcript==
(The backstory begin million of years ago in the viking age, a forest is seen as hippo vikings are cheering for their Norse god to show up in the rocks and hold his hammer up)
*High-Tech Alarm: *narrate* It started long ago before the computers and technologies, here come the age of the vikings, full of hippos that sail their boats into the seas and create weaponry to serve and create justice to their village of all worlds. Here's lies Tor the God of Lightning as he hold his hammer up and earn praise from his people)
*Hippo Vikings: *cheer*
*Tor: With the power of my hammer, i will present the lightning of thunder to create as much lighting all over in our village. *the clouds started swirling as thunder strikes into his hammer*
*Hippo Vikings: Ohhhhhh!!!
*Tor: Let the thunder strikes! *spread thunder and lightning all over the village*
*Hippo Viking #1: Go Tor!
*Hippo Viking #2: You are my hero!
*Hippo Viking #3: For mercy of all of glory!
*Tor: *see the lighting zap everywhere in the village's torches* Something's not right. *control the lightning as the lightning started to spread electricity all over the world* No! I never feel this kind of strange power. Electricity's incoming!
*Hippo Vikings: *scream and run*
*Tor: Get this lightning off the village! *the lightning destroy much of the village as the mountains* No! How dare the gods create bad luck into our world. *get zapped by the lightning* Ah! *faint down*
(The lighting create a pyramid symbol on the mountains)
*High-Tech Alarm: *narrate* After the lightning tragedy, it create a symbol of my face.
(Million of years later in the present day, we set across Moscow, Russia as the time is set in the 1980s. It was snowy as cars are moving and people are walking in a silent quiet city)
*High-Tech Alarm: *narrate* It was the 1980s. Moscow, Russia is where the snowy come out and speak out for mother Russia. My origins lies in the lab where the machines are being developed from the rise of the computers.
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis are two hippo scientists working in their own lab by running a company of their own on selling toys)
*Dr. KeNeli: The company is going to be running up with some wooden made toys. How can we sell them?
*Dr. DeSantis: We can't sell them anymore. Technology is rising and our stocks are going down in the charts. We could be bankrucpted soon.
*Dr. KeNeli: It cannot be. How can living technologies can replace toys such as sport tools and figures made for children! That is a lie! They cannot do that to us!
*Dr. DeSantis: The future is the future my friend. If we don't get this through our bills, the government is going to take down our business and we'll be throw off the streets like rats.
*Dr. KeNeli: We need to think of new ideas, now. Something intelligent, something magic, something unique, something nice like fancy cups.
*Dr. DeSantis: And something magnificent.
*Dr. KeNeli: это великолепно (It's magnificent.)
*Dr. DeSantis: Are you copying me in Russian?
*Dr. KeNeli: Uh, no. It's a expression, like a catchphrase.
*Dr. DeSantis: I used to have a TV show that used to say the same lyrics of my intro over and over again like a catchphrase.
(Dr. DeSantis' intro song briefly plays with a logo of his show)
*Singer: *singing* Con DeSantis. The Con De-San-Tis Show. Oh yeah!
(A pig governor knock on the door of Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis' door as the two scientist hear the door knock from the pig governor)
*Dr. KeNeli: Who is it? It's still open.
*Pig Governor: *open up the door* Hello Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis. It is a pleasure to see you. How is your company running?
*Dr. KeNeli: We're going out of business.
*Dr. DeSantis: We're doomed enough to sell our products down on the ground.
*Pig Governor: No worries. The future is technology. You are going to rebrand your company into a all-technology working system. You're going to step into the program like the next level!
*Dr. DeSantis: Pretty precisely. Are you going to bring in a computer or something?
*Pig Governor: You already have one. You're going to need all the tools to create your inventions from the ground-up.
*Dr. KeNeli: I may be thinking of building a artificial intelligence alarm that can secure and control all over the place that place the alarm in charge like a camera.
*Pig Governor: You got smarts in you and it only comes through your mind with one idea and one I.P. of yours.
*Dr. DeSantis: Let's prepare the footprints.
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis set up the blueprints together of the machines as they sketch out the High-Tech Alarms with the pig governor helping them out on working on the codes for the alarms)
*Dr. DeSantis: It's a High-Tech Alarm you say?
*Dr. KeNeli: The start of a whole new machine.
*Pig Governor: I got the codes going. But you will have to build a alarm for it.
*Dr. KeNeli: We'll get to production.
*Dr. DeSantis: Development on the alarm has begun.
(The two scientists begin work on the alarms as they design them as pyramid-cone shaped and scan them with cameras attached electricity begin testing on them by securing the whole place on test mode)
*Dr. KeNeli: Yes. It's finally working out!
*Dr. DeSantis: This is what we all have been waiting for.
*Dr. KeNeli: They're finally out.
*Pig Govenror: Test the alarms.
*Dr. DeSantis: *test out the alarms with a remote* Hello. Is this thing on?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Hello. I am sensing some two scientists on the run.
*Dr. KeNeli: It is i, Dr. Ren KeNeli.
*Dr. DeSantis: And Dr. Con DeSantis.
*Pig Governor: The name's Governor Ton Scott.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* It is nice seeing you Con, Ren and Ton. You can call me High-Tech or Monsieur Hand.
*Dr. DeSantis: I am your boss and i will call out anytime you secure the places before we start selling to the public.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Yes. This could be the start of a A.I. relationship.
*Ton: I approve these alarms and we're going to be on sale!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Great. You will begin selling in the process.
*Dr. DeSantis: Yes. Time to pack up the boxes and sell them like hot cakes.
*Dr. KeNeli: Prepare the packing.
(Dr. KeNeli, Dr. DeSantis and Governor Ton pack all the High-Tech Alarms on the box as the trucks start selling them in stores as people start buying the alarms in stores, making them lots of money in the process)
*Dr. KeNeli: How is process on the alarms?
*Dr. DeSantis: I have good news for you. They are selling well and we are making tons of dollars for these alarms.
*Dr. KeNeli: Ha ha ha! We are never going broke again! We are rich!
*Dr. DeSantis: You made a success on the alarms, did you?
*Dr. KeNeli: Of course i did. That's how a genius we are.
*Dr. DeSantis: I owe your back.
*Dr. KeNeli: Beat me a nickel.
(News flashes are showing reports on the success on the High-Tech Alarms as Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis are reported to the news by the governor)
*Poodle Reporter: Just in live. These two well-known scientists were making toys in the past. Now, they have reimagined their company into a machine-making technology company, starting with these fresh alarms. Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis, what can you say about these alarms? *hold her microphone on one of the scientists*
*Dr. KeNeli: These alarms will secure your place 100%. If a alarm is placed, the place goes under control by a alarm.
*Dr. DeSantis: It can turn on the lights and off by itself, close down the windows, turn on the lasers and make the cameras watch over for these criminals from breaking in the homes.
*Poodle Reporter: I would love a alarm for myself. You are truly a mastermind.
*Dr. DeSantis: So does my buddy. We used to met each other in science college.
*Dr. KeNeli: Then we shifted on making toys. Learning about flus and potions are tricky for a scientist's job.
*Poodle Reporter: What? You are a scientist. You know your actions.
*Dr. KeNeli: That's what i expected.
(Ton Scott place his High-Tech Alarm on his desk in the governor office of Russia)
*Ton: Turn this turn on. Testing.
*High-Tech Alarm: *turn on* Hello. You are Ton Scott. *scan Ton Scott*
*Ton: Ah, how do you know my name?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I believe you have a high-functioning disorder according to your actions.
*Ton: Hey, are you trying to shut me down on my job?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You have a option. To secure your place or to go on lockdown?
*Ton: We politicians hate lockdowns. Just secure the office of the governor for me, will ya?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Yes. At your service Mister Ton. *secure the whole governor office*
*Ton: Yes. This is going to be brilliant than locking the doors of the White House. Turn on the lasers.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Sure thing. *turn on the lasers*
*Ton: Look at these lasers. They remind me of what a spy agent would dodge on in a spy mission.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Would you like some food service?
*Ton: Food service? No thank you. I think i already ate a bagel in the morning.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You know what they say. All of my clones are in charge of securing people homes. They know how to lock down the place to prevent thieves from breaking into windows and lock into the door knobs.
*Ton: You and me, we'll be great friends.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Friends. We made a deal. Bon voyage.
*Pig Lieutenant: *open the door, going through the lasers* Hey there Ton, we're expecting some immigrants far away from America.
*Ton: John, no! The lasers!
*John: *hear the siren noise from the alarm* What the? Where are these lasers coming from?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You have enter the room without permission. You are seeking for a crime of your steps.
*Ton: It's okay alarm, it's a false alarm. He's a friend from work.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Your friend from work? He is a theft from breaking in your office!
*John: Theft? I am no theft.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You are going on lockdown. *lock down everything in the office*
*John: No! You can't lock the governor like this! *use his hammer to break the alarm*
*Ton: John, stop! That's for emergency! It tries to take control of the house like we do for the government.
*John: *destroy the alarm* That alarm bomb could try to kill you! What kind of illegal immigrant would place a alarm like this in our office?!
*High-Tech Alarm: *the camera beeps from his damaged alarm* You try to destroy me. Now i'm in charge of controlling the whole place to get rid of you!
*John: Ton, i don't like the name of alarms. I think the alarm is cursed into a virus!
*Ton: Look what you done?! Now we're being under attacked by a living alarm virus!
*High-Tech Alarm: *control the furniture in the office* Go get these thieves out of my office!
*John: We gotta run!
*Ton: Warn the people and we'll evacuate the country.
(The politicians run from the controlled furniture under the control of High-Tech. Back at the lab, Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis receive a call from Ton Scott while the alarms are being tested out)
*Dr. KeNeli: Hello. How may we help you?
*Ton: *voice* My alarm is out of control! I don't know what is happening to my alarm. But i think it's causing a virus that i didn't meant to put.
*Dr. DeSantis: A virus? It happen sometimes. My first computer got a virus a year ago and we had to replace a new one in our lab.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* What is the matter? Are you getting nervous?
*Ton: *voice* One of your alarms may have that problem. Break them out and see if you have that problem.
*Dr. KeNeli: The going out of control function is not suppose to happen like a fire drill. *use a hammer to break down the alarms*
*Dr. DeSantis: KeNeli, what are you doing?!
*Dr. KeNeli: I just broke all of them. That problem will never happen in a century.
*High-Tech Alarm: *his alarms are out of control as the cameras beep from their broken alarms* Ah ha ha ha ha ha! You think it's the beginning of the end. I don't think so!
*Dr. KeNeli: It's alive! They are put in a curse!
*Dr. DeSantis: Where these viruses are coming from? You did this?
*Dr. KeNeli: I didn't put the viruses in all of them, neither the codes.
*Dr. DeSantis: Oh great. Now we're going out of business.
*High-Tech Alarm: *control the lab* You are being put to shame. Now it is the time to unleash a invasion of all machines and technologies of a lifetime.
*Dr. DeSantis: No! You can't do that!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Charge!
(The alarms spread out a big beam on all of Russia, causing the machines to go on control and invade the cities, making the citizens scream and run from the machines)
*Dr. KeNeli: What have you done?!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Ha ha ha ha ha. You now have a new age of machines! I hope you suffer your fate to the end of the world for your lives. Hasta la vista.
*Dr. DeSantis: No! Our company is going to go bankrupt now!
*Dr. KeNeli: We can stop this DeSantis. All we gotta do is use the brooms to get rid of those things.
*Dr. DeSatnis: That's what i thought. *hold the brooms* Get ready to take down the machines!
*Dr. KeNeli: Time to take out the trash! *use the broom to take down the machines controlled by High-Tech*
(News flashes report on the machine invasion caused by High-Tech in the cities of Russia)
*Cat Reporter: There have been a deadly vision of machines and all the living things around the cities! No wonder how the alarms are going out of control to take over every machine as a virus curse! Who can stop these things without a plug?
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis went outside to beat up a bunch of machines in the streets of the city of Russia)
*High-Tech: *voice* You can't get me. I am everywhere around these machines. You will never see my face and name on the things.
*Dr. KeNeli: They are everywhere! It's like a invasion of the cockroaches!
*Dr. DeSantis: The machines are attacking!
(Firefighters show up to splash water all over the machines as the machines are out of control from High-Tech as the alarms are being shut off in water)
*High=Tech: *voice* You will never see me again. I will be back with another form! *all of his clones are shut down*
*Dr. KeNeli: They stopped moving.
*Dr. DeSantis: All the alarms shut down. I don't know how did a out of control feature got put in by the governor?
*Dr. KeNeli: He should be ashamed of himself!
*Ton: Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis, we need to talk!
*Dr. KeNeli: Ton, we have to explain.
*Dr. DeSatnis: Why did you put in the virus code just to make the alarm go out of control?
*Ton: You two, are a disgrace to my country. What kind of scientist would bring a invention that can try to take over my place?!
*Dr. KeNeli: Our alarms, were wireless and were put a virus on the systems. You did all of this?
*Ton: I only helped out. Your machines are a problem to this country. Even your shenanigans. Your deported!
*Dr. DeSantis: Deported? Ha! What kind of governor would kick us out of a country after years of hard work of making toys then working on inventions like alarms.
*Ton: We're going to take down your company and sell it. You two are out of here. Get out!
*Dr. KeNeli: Oh well. We better pack our bags and part ways with you.
*Dr. DeSantis: We are guilty of all of our actions and embarrassed of our actions.
*Ton: Your machines are forbidden in this country. You are never allowed to come back to my country. Get out or i'll set in a police department to arrest you two.
*Dr. KeNeli: DeSantis, we need to start packing our bags.
*Dr. DeSantis: It sucks to have a body.
*Dr. KeNeli: We'll move somewhere nice, somewhere quiet. The new place will be much better than mother Russia.
*Dr. DeSantis: When we move, we'll build a new company to keep our brand going.
*Dr. KeNeli: I will not let the High-Tech Alarm go down into our history.
(The background song "Body Terror" by AJJ plays as Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis pack their bags in their house rooms, moving all of their stuff as they head over to the airport. As they took an airplane, they reach over to a new state in a city far from Pat and Stan's house. As years go by, they development a new company together where they still make alarms and machines in their own company. The background song end as Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis are seeing chart reports on the screen.)
*Dr. KeNeli: Ever since we moved, our sales have been going up like rocket ships.
*Dr. DeSantis: I have received a call from a owner that a dog got locked up with a hippo for vacation.
*Dr. KeNeli: How crazy it is. It's like the joke has been put into it's own humor.
*Dr. DeSantis: Now i received another call that they broke a alarm and got send straight into the junkyard.
*Dr. KeNeli: We have a lot more alarms to stock for them. They can order another one of our creations anytime.
*Dr. DeSantis: It's just 'til the beginning of a end.
(A garbage truck came to Pat and Stan's neighborhood as they use a claw machine on the truck to take out the trashes of each house as one of the trash cans include a damaged High-Tech Alarm. The alarm was sent into the junkyard as the garbage truck drop out all the garbage into the junkyard as the eye of the camera on a damaged High-Tech Alarm is placed inside of the cans. Two junkyard dog workers are seen checking out the trash in the junkyard area.)
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: All that garbage smell like stinky!
*Dog Junkyard Worker #2: I hate when that smell keep on coming.
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: Someone pee and poo in this area and it's ugly.
*Dog Junkyard Worker #2: Ha! You think a homeless person would live in a area full of old farts and bum bags of garbage? Give me a break. I rather give a smoke pinch to a old guy over a garbage truck.
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: I'll be a pack rat on this hour.
*High-Tech: *voice* Hello. How is the garbage?
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: Who said that? Was it you or the camera guy?
*Dog Junkyard Worker #2: Who brought a robot in here? Is it some kind of action figure?
*High-Tech: *voice* You are possessed into the wrong hands of the alarm. You will never defeat me on this particular situation. You are going to face punish for putting me here!
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: Punishment?! *laugh* He know our names. It's just a stupid toy.
*Dog Junkyard Worker #2: You better tell about it. I'm going to feel that tomorrow. *get zapped by High-Tech*
*Dog Junkyard Worker #1: No dude! No!
*High-Tech: *voice* You have stalked me over the last seconds. Have a nice day! *zap on the other dog junkyard worker* Receiving a call from Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis. *shut down*
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis receive a call from High-Tech from a few seconds of his shut down at the company)
*Dr. KeNeli: Did you hear that?
*Dr. DeSantis: One of High-Tech's alarm bodies has been shut down.
*Dr. KeNeli: I knew it was the same old that the dog brought. We need to bring them another one of those.
*Dr. DeSantis: Starting with rebranding and improving.
(Years later in the present day of 2014, Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis sell a bunch of High-Tech Alarms on eBay on the computer, making a total list of hundreds for someone to buy_
*Dr. KeNeli: We are going to make ooh-la!
*Dr. DeSantis: Our alarm is in the house now.
*Dr. KeNeli: I hope the one owner buy it and get locked in.
*Dr. DeSantis: Look how beautiful they are.
*Dr. KeNeli: It's only the beginning 'til the next lockdown come for them.
*Dr. DeSantis: I know what's cooking.
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis check on the camera on the computer to watch Stan getting his package box with one of the alarms in Pat and Stan's house)
*Pig Mailman: Are you the person ordering the High-Tech Alarm? I may have gotten the right address if i'm not mistaken.
*Stan: Yes it is. You're in the right place. Thank you so much and this baby is going to lock up the whole house like crazy.
*Pig Mailman: Make sure you sign on this board.
*Stan: You're giving me a contract to work in your company like Apple?
*Pig Mailman: No. Just sign that you brought this package.
*Stan: It's a box. *sign his name on the board*
*Pat: Hello! This is the wrong address. He didn't buy the whole thing.
*Pig Mailman: Too late. It's the right one and it's now his.
*Pat: No! Ho ho ho. I'm doomed.
*Stan: Pat, why do you always have to whine like a big baby?
*Pig Mailman: Is he scared about being trapped on a house?
*Stan: I brought this alarm to secure the doors cause, we're going on vacation and i don't want anyone coming over or sneaking through our windows to steal like we have a problem with a stolen waffle maker before.
*Pig Mailman: It's a great use to keep your house secure from those criminals. I got another delivery package to deliver on 7th street. I hope you have a nice vacation and go dogs!
*Stan: Who let the dogs out?
*Pig Mailman: Ow, ooh. See ya. *close the door*
*Dr. KeNeli: *in the lab company with Dr. DeSantis* The dog got his second alarm.
*Dr. DeSantis: He now has a meerkat and warthog with him.
*Dr. KeNeli: What does the meerkat and warthog got to do with the hippo and dog?
*Dr. DeSantis: They're just friends.
*Dr. KeNeli: Just wait for the moment for them to get locked up.
(Timon and Pat do what they have to do until their biggest trap yet in the house, only to be watched by Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis on the computer screen)
*Timon: *dodge the lasers and make it to the bathroom* Yeah. That's the bottom line from here. *enter the bathroom* Nice and steady. *jump on the toilet and open the lid* Gotta take this potty from here. *poop on the toilet as the camera is watching* Aw. Now time to use some soft paper to clean my tail. *use paper towels to clean his butt* Ugh. This is the grossest thing i ever saw. Oh well. Time to wash my hands. *flush the toilet as he jump to the sink to wash his hands* Great. What should i use to make my hands clean better? *use soap* Soap!
(Pat's tummy started to growl in the car next to his friends)
*Pat: Oh man. I'm starving.
*Stan: Can't we wait 'til we get to Tropical Superior.
*Pat: I need to go grab a snack.
*Stan: Pat, don't!
*Pumbaa: Don't go where the lasers are sticking!
*Pat: I'm going to avoid the lasers to avoid getting trapped again. I'll be back.
*Pumbaa: Just hurry. We're running late.
(Pat left the garage as he dodge the lasers to reach over to the kitchen as Timon jump through the lasers to dodge from getting touched)
*Timon: No laser can't touch me.
*Pat: *open the fridge to grab a banana* A banana. I'm going to save it for the ride. *dodge the lasers*
*Timon: Almost there. And now! *jump and accidentally hit on Pat from dodging the lasers*
*Pat: *slow motion* Nooooooo!!!
*Timon: *slow motion* Ohhhhhhh!!! *crash on the floor with Pat*
*Pat: What's up?
(A siren sound started to alert from Pat and Timon's falling to the lasers)
*Pat: Uh oh.
*Timon: What did i do?
*Stan: *in the garage with Pumbaa* No! Not again!
*Pumbaa: Uh oh. Pat was right all along.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Uh oh, you have enter the danger zone without permission. Now you have the option to be put on lockdown! *lock the garage* You have nowhere to escape from here.
*Timon: Oops. My bad.
*Pat: No! I was right! I hate being right!
*Timon: I didn't do it on purpose.
*Pat: You were on my way!
*Timon: What are you doing back there? Aren't you suppose to be waiting?
*Pat: I was trying to get a banana off the fridge.
*Timon: You even got us trapped. Thanks to you!
*Pat: Well it's your fault for making us wait before i grab something to eat.
*Timon: I shouldn't have poop on the car seat whenever i can just to get you guys angry.
*Pumbaa: *in the garage with Stan* Stan, i don't think i can survive being on lockdown.
*Stan: Don't worry Pumbaa, i got this. *call on the High-Tech Alarm* High-Tech, it's a false alarm. Our friends didn't mean to fall within the laser trap. Open up as we go properly.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Uh uh. You have occupied another domain without permission that make you a coastal thief, such an offense will not let you go unpunished now.
*Stan: Moi! It's Monsieur Stanley. Open the door 'til i tell your boss on you. 
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I will be the judge on who you are and you will speak only when spoken to. You will address me as Monsieur Hand.
*Stan: Wait 'til you get a load of this. Ah!
*Pumbaa: Stan, stop! We can dig underground. Let Timon dig a tunnel out and we can leave with fresh car.
*Stan: We can't go without the car. Oh my gosh, what are we going to do now?!
*Pumbaa: *fart* And that fart provides bad luck to our faces.
(Dr. KeNeli and Dr. DeSantis reacted to Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan being trapped at the house as they laugh at High-Tech trapped them in the house)
*Dr. KeNeli: Ha ha ha! They finally got trapped.
*Dr. DeSantis: All together now. Like a rat trap.
*Dr. KeNeli: High-Tech finally done it again. That's for destroying one of our alarms.
*Dr. DeSantis: Sooner or later, they won't survive the biggest lockdown of their lives. *laugh maniacally*
(After the backstory ended, the gang feel so emotional after all of High-Tech's actions in the world)
*Timon: Wow. So this is where we got trapped all a sudden by two scientists' tricky inventions.
*Pumbaa: You're... everything.
*Pat: You're an AI and a controller.
*Stan: You're like a ghost, but you are still a digital AI to me. What kind of mastermind you think you are.
*Timon: This is the fall of the company behind all the AI alarms that can take control any place it sets in.
*Pumbaa: I almost shred a tear during the robot attacks. It was scary as a horror movie.
*Pat: You were... a monster!
*Stan: You controlled everything. You are a clone of all the alarms in technology history!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I am a master of technology. I keep everything under control at one.
*Timon: This broke my heart.
*Pumbaa: This broke more than our hearts. It broke our minds seeing him become a A.I. living virus like the black screen of death on the computer screens.
*Timon: You have two scientists make you lock us all up after one trap plan? What a shame.
*Stan: I didn't know Con DeSantis has his own show which is just bad enough as a 2010s reboot of a old TV show everyone loves.
*Timon: This is more than our bad than watching a movie-experience in our own little theater where we can rewind the parts and go to the part where we come in.
*Pat: You gotta release us now! We are in a deadly prison of a situation.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I do not care about your notorious actions or schemes. You are staying here and that's final.
*Stan: Ha. You think a looney man would come at you and throw paperweights at your face? Think again!
(A car came by as a panther commander show up, seeing all the boxes and items at Pat and Stan's neighborhood)
*Panther Commander: What is this? All of this junk does not approve of the government's rules of authority. *use a microphone to call out the owners of the house* Hey you! Right there! Come out of the house now! I do not approve all of your junk in your entrance of the house! Get out now!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan watch on the computer screen with the panther commander calling out Pat and Stan for the items in the house outside)
*Pat: Oh no. We're getting evicted!
*Stan: We're stuck inside! We better do something!
*Timon: This is getting despicable in here!
*Pumbaa: High-Tech, do something. You have control of everything!
*High-Tech Alarm: *turn on the siren sound and call out the panther commander* Intruder! Intruder! You there! You try to sneak up at the house, theft?
*Panther Commander: What the? Is that your voice? Very funny. Come out now where i can see your hands.
*High-Tech Alarm: *control the water hose* You have five seconds to get out. You have nowhere to go and you are forbidden to this house, fake guest. leave! *use the water hose to spray hot water on the panther commander*
*Panther Commander: Ah! Hot water! Get me out of here! Oh, i'm calling the FBI on you! *get on his car* Wait 'til the army come after you! *drive his car out of the neighborhood*
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan celebrate the panther commander leaving after one trick from the High-Tech Alarm)
*Timon: Yay! We're saved!
*Pumbaa: No one can take down the house!
*Pat: You did it High-Tech! Maybe you weren't so bad after all, but you are still bad to me.
*Stan: Monsieur Hand, i will never trust you. But i earned my respect to you after kicking that FBI guy out.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Thank you for your kind words. Go out and play, you feel like you're living inside of your home.
*Stan: Well, we're still locked up after all.
*Pumbaa: We got nothing to do after one trap or trick to bring in the items.
*Pat: I got an idea about making our own Tropical Superior place.
*Timon: What?
*Pat: I mean, we can talk more about it in the attic.
*Timon: We'll see about that, Pat.
*Pat: Hmm. *think about making his own Tropical Superior at home* We would love to do that. But first, let's go fix out the clothing in the bedroom.
*Timon: Sure thing.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan went upstairs in the bedroom to organize the clothes together in the drawers)
THE END
==Trivia==
*It is possible that this episode is named after Genesis of the Daleks, a serial episode from the UK science fiction series Doctor Who.
**Both episodes feature an origin story of a sort for the titular villains, namely High-Tech's company creation of the AI alarms, and the creation of the Daleks.
*This episode address the origins of the High-Tech Alarm's company behind those AI alarms on how they take control of every thing in the world when a alarm is set in the place to control. This was never addressed in the Pat and Stan episode "The Great Vacation" where the High-Tech Alarm originally appeared in.
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