Dare or Rather

"Dare or Rather" is the fifteen episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on June 17, 2021.
==Characters==
*Timon
*Pumbaa
*Pat
*Stan
*High-Tech Alarm
==Transcript==
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan wake up from the attic, thinking of a plan to escape the house)
*Timon: Eight days straight. We're still stuck inside with no food and water.
*Pumbaa: No buts. I haven't seen the light for a long time.
*Pat: You guys are crazy and aware of the situation we're having. We been stuck inside for a week. Oh man. We should have gone to Tropical Superior right now and get some outside air.
*Stan: I'm telling you man. It's getting kinda hot. That's how temperatures work within the season.
*Timon: Did you get the AC working from last night?
*Pat: Uh, didn't check since we were busy exploring the dark web.
*Stan: Don't you even say the name ever again.
*Pat: Sorry. Never ever say that in front of the public.
*Stan: Good. Now you know your manners.
*Timon: Family matters, am I right or is it family manners?
*Stan: Pat, just cut to the chase and we'll just play a game or something.
*Pat: Okay. How about some Tic-Tac-Toe?
*Stan: Nah. C'mon Pat. That's for babies. How about we play something serious and challenging like Are You Smarter Than a Eighth Grader?
*Pat: Was it Are You Smarter Than a Seventh Grader or something? I can't remember what the name of that school game show was when we were looking for the board games the other day.
*Timon: I think you must be smarter than a elephant.
*Pat: Oh Timon. You're just pulling my leg.
*Timon: Just pull my tail and get this over it, buddy.
*Pat: I wouldn't do that if I were a warthog.
*Pumbaa: Judging by my size, don't you?
*Pat: Sorry about that Pumbaa. In the mean time, we'll play a little something on the room.
*Pumbaa: Okay you guys, which games do you wanna play?
*Timon: Um, "Truth or Dare"!
*Pumbaa: I dare you to play "Truth or Dare".
*Pat: What? Come on. I wanna play "Would You Rather". It's easier and we get to choose what we wanna be and rather if we can go to bowling, visit our uncles and aunts or play a basketball game.
*Stan: "Would You Rather" is my jam.
*Timon: Huh? Didn't you get my pick to play for the game?
*Pat: "Would You Rather" is what we're playing. Are you okay with it?
*Timon: No no no. We wanted to play "Truth or Dare". I dare you to play "True or Dare" with us.
*Pat: But we choose better. Yours is quite simple.
*Timon: Simple? It's not a simple game, it's a challenging game.
*Pat: Timon, "Would You Rather" is much easier. It's not that complicated you know.
*Pumbaa: Why won't you play the game we choose first?
*Timon: Why can't we play both? First "Truth or Dare", then "Would You Rather".
*Stan: Um, Pat. Don't you think? You think we can mix the two games up?
*Pat: Uh, I guess. "Would You Truth" and "Rather Be True", is it true?
*Timon: I got a better name. "Dare or Rather".
*Pat: "Dare or Rather"? Stan, do you agree?
*Stan: I approve the name! "Dare or Rather" is the mix-up crossover game we're gonna play.
*Timon: Yes. It's a crossover name? What's a crossover?
*Pat: Good question. Have you heard of two franchises merging each other to form a crossover? That's what a crossover is.
*Stan: I thought a crossover was to mix up the fruits to make fruit salad like making a smoothie out of strawberries and bananas.
*Pumbaa: I made grub salad the other day and I thought the meerkats loved it.
*Timon: One of the grubs tasted like a gummy.
*Pumbaa: I got the mix combo with the worms.
*Pat: Alright. "Dare or Rather", here we go.
*Stan: Before we play, what is the game actually about?
*Timon: It's like "Truth or Dare" and "Would You Rather". Now with the games fused together, "Dare or Rather" is a new type of game where you dare to do something you actually never do in common or rather be in anywhere you want around the world.
*Pumbaa: If we rather, we can't rather around anywhere cause, we're locked out of the house.
*Timon: Pumbaa, it's a answer game. What do you expect. You don't actually go out in the real-world in real life.
*Pat: It's just like when you see videos of people getting angry and breaking stuff. That's fake.
*Stan: Are they staged or scripted.
*Timon: It doesn't matter if it's staged or scripted. You think the movie studio is going to hire a actor to do all of this kind of stuff. Talk about money here.
*Pat: Gotta make the money!
*Stan: Money money money.
*Pumbaa: Guys, don't spoil part of the game. We haven't even play the game yet.
*Timon: It's game time. Pumbaa is spoiling out over here.
*Pumbaa: Hey.
*Timon: I'm sorry. Who wanna go first?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Hello. Would I join in as a game of "Truth or Rather"?
*Timon: No. It's "Dare or Rather", not "Would You Dare".
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Never mind. That's not the game I wanted to play.
*Pumbaa: Let's get this over with.
*Timon: I'll go first. Hmm, what should I dare or rather for?
*Pat: Just ask a question to someone. That's what both games are like.
*Timon: Okay. Pat, dare or rather. Would you dare to go out to a bar or would you rather swim in a lake with a bunch of ducks.
*Pat: Ooh, that's a funny answer. I would dare to go out to a bar, imagine seeing me dance on the poles where I would woo all the ladies and get all the money where people would be tapping on my butt. *get a vision of him dancing in a pole of a bar with ladies cheering for him*
*Stan: Oh god, gross Pat!
*Pumbaa: That was nasty!
*Timon: Ha. Pat, really? You want to go to some kind of strip bar and do all of that silly stuff? You're going to Jail!
*Pat: I already been in Jail once for stealing two smoothies machine at a ice cream place I got fired in when I give them the wrong orders because, I was daydreaming!
*Stan: Pat, daydreaming isn't going to help you save your day. The real-world is what we should really focus on!
*Pat: Okay, I get it! We're in the real-world now. Pumbaa, your turn.
*Pumbaa: Timon, would you dare to climb up a tree or would you rather eat grubs at a restaurant in Japan?
*Timon: Oh, why not eat grubs in a Japanese restaurant. That would be great!
*Pat: I prefer Chinese restaurants. They really got the good stuff like the noodles.
*Stan: Dumplings are making me explode like turtles loving pizza.
*Pat: Stan, would you dare to see Professor Chi-Chi peak his nose or would you rather get a job at a supermarket.
*Stan: What? Ew! I'm not going to watch Professor Chi-Chi peak his nose like I saw the other day when I get his revenge on using the gamma zapper on a deadly invasion, full of penguins!
*Pat: Stan, chose the answer.
*Stan: I'll just rather work in a supermarket. What's next? A human invasion?
*Timon: Talking about a alternative dimension in here.
*Stan: Oh lord. Pumbaa, would you dare to bowl for hedgehogs, or would you rather sing a song with a bunch of friends.
*Pumbaa: Ooh, let's go sing a song!
*Timon: Alright. That's the best part of the game.
*Pat: Are we really going to perform in a musical?
*Stan: Nah. It's just the four of us.
*Timon: I don't need no stand-ins or back-ups to help with the music. We already made a band together and that's us.
*Pat: That's what I thought and I should have said that earlier.
*Pumbaa: Mr. Alarm, play a song we like!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Now playing a song you like. *play "Get Outta My Dreams, Get into My Car" by Billy Ocean* Yeah. That's more like it.
*Timon: Is it good enough?
*Pat: Yes it is.
*Stan: Hit it Timon.
*Timon: Me? Why do I always have to be first? Fine. I'll start. *sing as the setting changed to a dream setting full of cars and imaginary animals*
Who's that lady coming down the road
Who's that lady
Who's that woman walking through my door
What's the score
I'll be the sun shining on you
Hey Stephanie step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle, I'm your man
*Pat: *criss cross*
Get outta my dreams
Get in to my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in to the back seat baby
Get in to my car
Beep Beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get in to my life
Ooooooh
Oh I said hey, hey, you
Get in to my car
*Stan: *spin*
Oh baby
Lady driver let me take your wheel
Smooth operator
Touch my bumper button
Hey, let's make a deal, make it real
Like a road runner
Coming after you
Just like a hero outta the blue
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man
*Timon: *smooth moves and go side to side*
Get outta my dreams
Get in to my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in to the back seat baby
Get in to my car
Beep Beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get in to my life
Ooooooh
Oh I said hey, hey you
Get in to my car
*Pumbaa: *groove*
Oh baby, lets go
I said open the door
Get in the back
Tread on the floor
Get on the track
*Pat: *jump and groove*
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
*Stan: Let's go.
*Timon: Oooh, wooow, yeah.
*Pat: *stand on a rock*
I'll be the sun shining on you
Hey Stephanie step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man
*Pumbaa: *spin*
Get outta my get outta my
Woooooooooh
Get outta my dreams *dance with everyone*
Get in to my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in to the back seat baby
Get in to my car
Beep Beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get in to my life
Ooooooh
Oh I said hey, hey you
Get in to my hey, hey you
Get in to my hey, hey you
Get in to my car
*Timon: *do dubstep and boombox sounds* Do do, do do do.
*Pat: *rave*
Hey you
Get in the back seat
I need you to get in the back seat
I want you in my baby
I want you in my baby
*Stan: *groove*
Get in the back seat, back seat
I'll do the driving
I'll take the wheel
Back seat, back seat
*Everyone: *jump together as the setting went back into the attic with the dream imagination gone*
*Timon: Yeah!
*Pumbaa: Rock and roll!
*Pat: That was the greatest song ever.
*Stan: Okay, let's go back answering some of our questions.
*Timon: Let's go with round two. Pumbaa, would you dare to beat up a bunch of hyenas or would you rather take a flying leap?
*Pumbaa: I'll say. I'll beat up those hyenas for making fun of my weight in the Battle of Pride Rock!
*Pat: Ha! Beating up a bunch of hyenas in the Battle of Pride Rock? That's history!
*Timon: I never feel so victorious on having won a triumphant.
*Stan: Who say you beat down the hyenas?
*Timon: I actually dig a big hole to throw them all down to the very end of the world and got thrown off the grounds.
*Pumbaa: And that's why we got away with the hyenas. Pat, would you dare to eat popcorn at a movie theater or would you rather ride a bike with a lot of politician supporters on the road?
*Pat: Eh, I'll eat a bunch of popcorn at the movie theater and see what my favorite movies are like.
*Stan: Pew pew pew! The sci-fi movies are the best. But when it come to the third movies, it get worse.
*Pat: Oof. Enough with that. Stan, would you dare on eating all the gummy worms or would you rather go on a date with Stephanie?
*Stan: Stephanie! Ooh wee, I need a date with Stephanie! Even on Day One!
*Pat: Come on. I wanted to go on a date with Stephanie first.
*Stan: Then why did you ask the question in the first place?
*Timon: Guys, you made up the answers and you answer them back to people.
*Pumbaa: We were suppose to choose the answers to ask to people for the question.
*Pat: Um, who made the game up. Me or you?
*Stan: You know what it's like when it's me and you.
*Pat: *facepalm* D'oh! Stop rhyming and answer my question!
*Stan: You guys are so confused. Let's move on! Boys, would you dare win a award for helping out a hero or would you rather break the law and go to Jail for your entire lives!
*Timon: Be the hero I can be.
*Pumbaa: Don't go to Jail and be the hero.
*Pat: I would love to win a award I really appreciate on something.
*Stan: Now you get my question. Ha ha ha.
*Pat: Stan, that was the question you just told us.
*Stan: Stop getting so confused and let's keep it going. We're running out of time.
*Timon: We still got time. Pumbaa, would you dare on going to the beach with your sounder or would you rather on getting a high-fee of grub money?
*Pumbaa: *sign* I have been kicked out of my sounder a long time ago.
*Timon: It's okay Pumbaa. Everyone have been kicked out of their homes a long time ago. I've been kicked out once because, i didn't save my colony from those pesky hyenas.
*Pat: I've been kicked out of a summer party once.
*Stan: I got expelled from a after-school program after all of my complaints.
*Pumbaa: Nobody's perfect. Pat, would you dare to fly all over the place or would you rather have a pet grub in your hands?
*Pat: Let me have a pet grub! I'll take RoRo and have all the cockroaches with me in the basement.
*Stan: No! Heck no! Not in my house. Not in the neighborhood!
*Timon: Don't you guys like grubs?
*Pumbaa: Well yeah. I'll say they're pretty tasty.
*Stan: That's gross out from humor. What is wrong with you Pat?
*Pat: Oh nothing. That was just a question. We like grubs Stan, don't you remember?
*Stan: I choked out the worms from fishing after mistaking them for spaghetti noodles.
*Pat: Ah ha ha ha ha ha. That's a funny day to remember.
*Stan: It's not. I've been mocked before on TV many times because of my antics.
*Pat: Stan, would you dare to stop complaining for a week or would you rather get your name removed out of those hate sites.
*Stan: I want my name removed from the hate sites and I would love to stop complaining for a week!
*Timon: Hey, you can't choose two answers. That's cheating.
*Stan: I can choose what I want. Guys, would you dare to pick up the phone for a job call or would you rather wait for the job to call you right back.
*Timon: I don't get the answer.
*Pumbaa: If they call me, I'm going in the job.
*Pat: When I go into the store, the manager always look at me.
*Timon: Because that's what the stores are for. The employees and managers will look at you for what you're really doing.
*Pat: How many managers are there? I thought they only got one.
*Stan: There's like a lot. One of them is the owner of the store and the owner hire people to work in the work force.
*Timon: How many questions you want to answer next?
*Stan: As long we get tired of it.
*Timon: Okay. Here we go. *snap his fingers* Chop chop!
(Hours later after answering the Dare and Rather questions, leading up to the afternoon, one of them are tired of all the questions they answer for "Dare or Rather" in the attic)
*Timon: Oh jeeper snappers. I think we had enough for today.
*Pumbaa: I want more questions!
*Pat: I'm not getting tired anytime sooner.
*Stan: Hurry up already. I'm waiting for my question to be answered.
*Timon: Let's start all over. Pumbaa, would you dare to grab the golden egg in the farm or would you rather ride a bike all the way to Pride Rock?
*Pumbaa: Gimmie a golden egg! I'll make money out of it!
*Timon: You go for it.
*Pumbaa: Pat, would you dare on freeing Brutox out of prison just for him to burn down the world or would you rather have a statue of yourself for you heroism?
*Pat: No way. Brutox is never going anywhere like Pimon and Tumbaa. How about I get a statue of myself for saving the world.
*Stan: Heroes know when to never reveal a secret identify to anyone.
*Pat: Stan, would you dare on raking the leaves in the fall or would you rather eat prison food.
*Stan: *laugh* What kind of question is that? Eating prison food? I'll be gross as eating garbage food in the school cafeteria.
*Pat: School food sucks.
*Stan: It does. Timon, would you dare on making another hole trap to the hyenas or would you rather get out there and fight the alarm for locking us up for eight days.
*Timon: *shakes his head in confusion; cartoonish "Obbidy-obbidy-obbidy" sound effect* Come again?
*Stan: I said, would you dare on making another hole trap to the hyenas or would you rather get out there and fight the alarm for locking us up for eight days. Didn't you get my first question?
*Timon: *realize and got an idea* Eureka! Fight the alarm and save the house.
*Pat: Whoa whoa whoa. Don't even go there. You'll get yourself killed.
*Timon: Come on. I have to be the brave hero on beating up that alarm.
*Pumbaa: Are you guys sick of being on lockdown?
*Pat: Yes we are.
*Stan: Totally are.
*Timon: I know what you're thinking. Today it is the day that we'll break out of this lockdown, destroy the alarm and save our house at last!
*Stan: Wait, I remember something! If we break the alarm, the alarm is going to go out of control and when the alarm shut itself down, all the doors will be open and we'll be able to be free again.
*Pumbaa: How is that going to make the house move around with the alarm trying to shut its last eye of his len?
*Pat: I've been there. When Stan broke the alarm, I thought we were all going to face the end of ourselves, but we didn't. The alarm shut down and the doors were open at last.
*Timon: So are we going to do this or what?
*Pumbaa: We're going downstairs and teach the alarm a big lesson, or four.
*Timon: Great. We're going to need a new diversion to act up into the big grand finale.
*Pumbaa: What do you boys want us to do?
*Pat: We'll dress up as soldiers in the army and get rid of that alarm.
*Stan: You're going to make us dress up as soldiers like we're going into the army to fight for a war? Are you crazy?
*Pat: We're not just going to a war, we're going to destroy the alarm from trapping us. It's real and simple.
*Timon: If it's a easy trick, we should have done it all along the whole entire time we were locked out!
*Pat: Sorry for the delays. We're really going to get out of this hell hole right now and escape the nightmare that lock us behind it.
*Timon: So you made a point. We're breaking out like we're never coming back here.
*Pat: That's what I thought.
*Timon: Get dressed. We're going to get revenge on that alarm for locking us all up.
*Pumbaa: It's about time.
(The background song "Rock and Roll Part 2" by Gary Glitter plays as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan open up a box of costumes as they wear some army suits with a helmet and ammo on their bodies with some black and white mark coloring on their faces. They walk down the attic as they reach back upstairs to the place where they would confront the alarm on the computer, only for them to be stopped about their hero showing confusion with the song stopping.)
*Timon: Whoa, why are we walking like this?
*Pumbaa: I look a little weird on that one.
*Pat: This is like a hero stand pose.
*Stan: Get over it and the final is right at your faces.
*Timon: Here we go. Whatever.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan reach to the computer where the alarm is standing as the animals set a big glare on the alarm)
*Timon: You. *point at the alarm* You dare to lock us like we're circus animals?!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I don't say, you are like a circus animal in the zoo.
*Pat: Liar! You are behind all of this! Even your bosses would know that you're locking us like prisoners in Jail!
*Pumbaa: You put the blame on us, then I put the blame on you.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I don't care if you are a felony of a crime. One of you guys are behind the laser from getting closer to my trap.
*Stan: I don't care if you lock my friends or not. Release us out of the prison, please.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Not only in a mean way. I want your response to a nicer way like, *act nicely* "How may I help you with anything today? Would you like a pair of bananas for $6.95?
*Timon: Say, you like trapping us inside of the house, don't you?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Of course not.
*Pumbaa: Liar. You trap us all along with your schemes. The system tell you in all the codes your owners placed in.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I know you thieves were trying to rob something out of someone else's property.
*Pat: I live here with Stan! Those two are special guests! Release us from this house prison now!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Not without a doubt. You four are a disgrace to this world. I think I'm going to have to call the cops on you for trespassing a home.
*Stan: Don't try calling the cops on us. This is our home. Our house, not yours! You're just here to secure the place and all you do is making us worse and corrupt as a bad police system!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I wonder what have gone into you? I think you're trying to cause a heist on me.
*Timon: A heist? We're not going to throw a heist on you. We're going to shut you down for good.
*Pat: We're going to shut the alarm down? Why didn't we unplug the alarm in eight days when we were locked in the house the whole time?!
*Timon: You didn't know? I tried to unplug everything, but the alarm keep turning on and on along with the computer.
*Stan: That's why the house went under control because, this alarm can secure everything like turning on the cameras, making sure the lasers caught the thieves from stealing and third of all, everything in here is cursed like a haunted house?! Where are we stuck in? A episode of The Twilight Zone?
*Pat: I don't think the TV was working with the Wi-Fi the first time we turn on the TV and nothing was seen, but a grey blank crash screen.
*Stan: That's what happen when your TV isn't working depending on what channel you try to turn on.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Are you in for a game night of television late shows?
*Timon: No. You cut off our service with no Wi-Fi! At all times!
*Pumbaa: We are going to crush you like a paper ball.
*Pat: You are going to be put to shame!
*Stan: That's it. I'm going to give you a special surprise and you won't regret it! I'm going into the attic to grab out a stick.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Where are you going Mr. Stanley. We haven't finish our confront yet.
*Timon: Wait 'til he grab something off the attic. You'll see for yourself and like it as much as chewing grubs.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Grub is another word for bugs.
(Stan went into the attic to open the weapon box to retrieves a club out of the weapon box)
*Stan: My old friend. Let's get rid of this alarm in no time.
(Timon, Pumbaa and Pat are still confronting the High-Tech Alarm in the computer area)
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* How many days do you pay your taxes on time?
*Pat: I'm not asking for a question. I'm asking you to release us from this prison. Release us now!
*Timon: We're dying to go on vacation already. We had enough waiting!
*Pumbaa: Guys, it won't help. I don't know how many days are we going to stay here for?
*Pat: I wouldn't be rambling for another eight days. We also starve ourselves to death with no food we like!
*Stan: *arrive* I'm back. You didn't miss me High-Tech, do you?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Of course not. What do you have for me?
*Stan: *walk to the alarm* Well well well. You waited for the day that I will give you something to offer. *reveal his club* Time for you to go broke!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* No! Please! Mr. Stanley. I won't hurt anybody. I promise.
*Stan: Oh really? I just wanna kill you right away.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Don't even think about trying to put me into the garbage. I have everything under control. I can only let you out until you reform yourself.
*Pat: Stan, just do it. We don't have much time.
*Stan: You know what? I forgive you. I won't be telling your boss this time.
*Timon: Seriously?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Oh, Mr. Stanley. I know your manners. I think this is the part where we make our own amends.
*Stan: Whatever. Guys, I think the alarm have finally reform. Are you sure you're not going to break a pinky promise on us?
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Nope. Since you and your pals have reformed, I think I'm going to let the four of you go anytime in any second.
*Stan: Sweet. We now have the high chance to get out properly without any mistakes or break-ups.
*Timon: Way a go Stan. You know how to succeed a problem like you did with that anti-virus the other day.
*Pumbaa: Just waiting for the moment to get out and enjoy Tropical Superior for real.
*Pat: Oh! *grab the club from Stan* Give me that.
*Stan: Hey! I thought we made amends together. You didn't listen.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Hold it! There is a angry hippo alert on the loose!
*Pat: GRRRRRRR!!!! *smash the alarm to pieces* GO TO *beep*-ING HELL YOU SON OF A ALARM *beep*-TCH! THAT'S FOR LOCKING US INSIDE OF OUR OWN HOUSE YOU WEENIE SUCKING BOT *beep*-GET!
*Timon: No! What are you even saying?!
*Pumbaa: You kiss your own Aunt Martha with your own dirty mouth?!
*Pat: Put your money back where your alarm is. *smash the computer*
*Stan: Oh great Pat. You even broke the alarm and the computer! How are we going to go on the Internet to look up some news flash and funny videos on ZooTube?!
*Pat: I should have done this the day we got locked in. *smash the computer desk*
*Timon: Enough! Let go of the club, now!
*Pumbaa: And watch your language when you speak!
*Pat: *drop the club* I feel embarrassed of myself seeing the mess I made to that alarm.
*Stan: Pat, this is your fault! We have the potential to get out on apologies and now, we're even trapped for more years!
*Pat: What? It's not my fault that I brought the alarm in just to trap us all to prevent our anniversary with these two guys. YOU brought the alarm in the first place by accident.
*Stan: Well it is my fault for bringing it and not warning for you two guests to know what does this alarm do.
*Pat: Wait a minute. If the alarm is broken, the house was suppose to be un-secure.
*Timon: I don't know what's going on in here. Did the house froze on pause?
*Pumbaa: Maybe there is a ghost haunting around the room. Who knows?
*Pat: G-g-g-ghost?!
*Pumbaa: Don't freak out. I know I got a bad feeling about this. Not when a alarm is broken and pop out in a twist.
*High-Tech Alarm: *light up and shake on the desk* Eeeeeeeeee.
*Pat: Zoinks! It's alive!
*Stan: Don't tell me it's a monster inside of the alarm where a virus is attached to it.
*High-Tech Alarm: *his light pop out of the alarm* Ha ha ha. I am now a invisible AI technology virus ghost.
*Everyone: Ah! It's alive!
*High-Tech: *his light spirit floats* Well well well. You haven't seen the rest of my story, do you?
*Timon: We already heard all of it! Now release us out of the house!
*High-Tech: Never! I just got out of this pyramid alarm, just in time to execute you four. I am known by many names, coming from a microwave, a washing machine, a android and a alarm. I am all of everything in all the technologies in history.
*Pat: Shoot the light. Quick!
*Stan: I don't know where something is.
*Pat: Oh Stan. Let me kill him like a mosquito. *try to hit the High-Tech's light, but zapped with lightning* Ow! Who put that electricity power on the light?
*Pumbaa: It's not working.
*High-Tech: This is the end of the road for all of you four! You'll see what's coming next.
*Pat: I'll show you some discipline you little virus!
*High-Tech: This isn't the only form I got. I can form into everything I want.
*Timon: How can you form and shapeshift? You're just floating there, doing absolutely nothing!
*High-Tech: Here it goes. *form into Timon's avatar and land down*
*Timon: Ah! He became me!
*Pat: Impostor!
*High-Tech: Surprise. I now have the body of you, Timon.
*Timon: No. You're me?!
*High-Tech: Yes. I am now the new you.
*Timon: You can't be a impostor of me. You're the impostor!
*High-Tech: Then why are repeating yourself?
*Timon: Boys, get him!
*Pat: *hold a coin* Nothing beats like a lucky coin in the dollar wallet. *throw a coin at High-Tech*
*High-Tech: *zap at the coin* Uh uh uh.
*Pat: Drat. I thought he was going to disappear since he is a AI computer system. But he doesn't disappear right after it flows through it body like a ghost?
*High-Tech: Ha ha ha! I am invisible and victorious!
*Pumbaa: What do we do?
*Pat: Take off your clothes and throw it against the virus.
*Stan: It's a real virus no matter what. Let's just kill it anyways.
*Everyone: *take off their soldier clothes and throw them against High-Tech*
*Timon: It's not working. It doesn't take a critical hit from him.
*High-Tech: Ha ha ha! I love to be invisible and powerful. *open up his powers*
*Pumbaa: Uh oh, he got superpowers.
*Timon: Stay in cover, protect the windows!
*High-Tech: Now you're going to see me fight like a warrior!
*Pat: Here goes for nothing.
*High-Tech: *zap lightning all over the place*
*Stan: Dodge! *dodge the lightning attack with his friends*
*High-Tech: Stop scrambling like cowards!
*Timon: Don't worry, I got him back! *run and fight High-Tech*
*High-Tech: *hold Timon's fist* Ops, what is the magic word?
*Timon: Please?
*High-Tech: You're wrong! *punch Timon*
*Timon: Gosh darn it. Not the face. I blinked before I can even see!
*High-Tech: You'll never defeat me like a ghost. This is the final day of your lives and it is time to see the biggest execution of all!
*Pumbaa: No! Don't do this to my friend!
*Pat: You're going back to the alarm where you came from and unlock everything back up!
*High-Tech: You just broke my alarm. You blew it, now you pay for it.
*Pat: Oh, I thought breaking the alarm was a Piñata like a Piñata party where you like hit the Piñata and get all the candy you love.
*High-Tech: Whatever. Since I now have the body of Timon, I am going to scan one of you guys to become you next in a few minutes.
*Timon: You can't do that. You can't be someone that is already their own body, copycat.
*Pumbaa: What are you going to do next? Control everything in one house?
*High-Tech: You got me thinking. I am getting ready to invade the whole world and the existence of animal will be no more. Soon, it will be the age of all living technologies in one world! *float*
*Pumbaa: Oops, what did I say?
*Pat: I can still see you floating.
*Stan: Don't tell me you're going to make a special announcement to the whole public.
*High-Tech: *control everything in the house as the wire's powers connect within all of the High-Tech Alarms in every place the alarm is place in around the world* Attention! Attention everybody! I got a special announcement to make for all of you guys! Whoever own a High-Tech Alarm in the house, I got a special surprise for every one of you for securing your homes. You now have a free discount coupon in all the stores you can go to all you want.
*Everyone: *cheers outside of their home*
*Pig: *in a city with his friends* Is this a scam?
*Lion: Oh it better be.
*Elephant: I don't believe in leaks.
*High-Tech: *control everything in Pat and Stan's house* On this day, you will all see the fate of your entire lives. Today is the beginning of the end for all animals alike! Today, international and tomorrow, the whole world! Safe travels, happy end of the world. Now activate the technologies and machines. *control all machines and technologies around the world*
(All of the technologies and machines are activated under the control of High-Tech as most of the machines came from High-Tech's company as they launched a invasion all over international in places the alarms have been placed in like Florida, Texas, Ohio, Europe, Paris, Canada, Peru, California, Japan, China, Asia, Hawaii, Rio de Janeiro of Brazil and New York as animals begin screaming and scrambling from lamps, microwaves, androids, computers, vacuum cleaners and every furniture in the house controlled with the power of High-Tech. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan look at all the living furniture upstairs, going after them in the house.)
*Timon: Yikes! It's all alive!
*Pat: Ah! What have you done?
*High-Tech: The end of the world is just the beginning. You four are not the only ones seeing your fate. It is the whole world now.
*Stan: Oh! This is all my fault. I should have never brought in that stupid alarm in the first place before something bad happen like the end of the world right now.
*Pat: You only had one job Stan. When you buy something to protect, it doesn't make you protect yourself like taking the vaccine.
*Stab: I should have learned my lesson. *destroy the vase*
*Pat: I owe you, just for a heads up. *destroy a book shelf*
*Timon: Come on! Eat that! *rip up some paper*
*Pumbaa: Let's go destroy more furniture! *use his tusk to rip off the pillows*
*Pat: *hold a club* Ah! *smash one of the lamps* Die you lamp lights!
*Stan: *punch the books* Flying books. How can a flying paper plane form into one of these? Not in my book!
*Pumbaa: *bump over the pillows* Who's the little cute pillow? Me! *bowl for pillows* Bowling for pillows is like bowling for buzzards in the desert.
*Timon: *punch High-Tech to the wall* Ha!
*High-Tech: *zap on Timon* Boing!
*Timon: Ouch! That hurts.
*High-Tech: You have a little sense of humor, don't you.
*Timon: Yeah, not when I'm angry! *use a stick to hit High-Tech*
*High-Tech: Stupid stick. *break the stick and punch Timon to the living room*
(Timon crash to the living room as Pat, Stan and Pumbaa continue to fight the living furniture all over the house)
*Timon: Whoa. What was that for?
*High-Tech: *float* This is the end of the line. I'm going to put that tumor on you and you'll be dead right away.
*Timon: No. For the love of mercy, I don't wanna die of a natural cause!
*Pat: *a moving chair move Pat to the stairs* Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa. *crash on the kitchen* What was that?
*Stan: *punch every book* Not the history books! Anything worse, but sport books!
*Pumbaa: I may run from hyenas, but I will always fight a bully! *scream and push a fridge*
*Pat: Be careful what you wish for. *use a broom to block a book shelf* It's not going to get any better with all the cursed furnitures like being trapped in a haunted house!
*High-Tech: Look at your friends suffer. Are you feeling it now?
*Timon: No. I'm all through. *jump and punch High-Tech all over the place*
*High-Tech: *fly around to fight Timon everywhere*
*Timon: *spin High-Tech around*
*High-Tech: Let go of me now!
*Timon: Not 'til you quit.
*High-Tech: I'm not giving up without a single hit. *hit Timon on the floor*
*Timon: Oh god. It hurts!
*High-Tech: Nice try meerkat. It's ain't going to get better after a big bit hurt.
*Timon: *get up* I won't give up after a single fight.
*Pumbaa: *break the chairs with his tusks* Break out the chairs! *get beat up by floating fruits* Ouch ouch ouch! Stop it! *get smashed by a fridge* Ow...my toes.
*Pat: *use a broom to hit on the clocks and desk* Stay away from me! You're not my sign of luck! *get thrown off by a pillow* Ah! *see a lamp staring at him* Get away from me you little lamp monster! *get beat up by a lamp* Ouch ouch ouch. That's enough. *break the broom* Ah! Not my baby! *the books fall on him* Hello? Who turn off the lights?
*Stan: *trip over a book shelf, then get up and fight the books* How do you like me now? *rip the papers up* Get a load of this! *a fan blow him to the wall* Slow down! Not too much of the wind! *get hit by a picture* Gosh darn it.
*Timon: No! Don't give up now!
*High-Tech: Time to go to sleep! *use the force to throw all the pillows on Timon*
*Timon: *get blocked by pillows* I can't see a single picture!
*High-Tech: At last! I finally won the battle!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan are defeated in battle through a black screen, Erik Tomas show up in illusion, speaking up to Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan on their minds)
*Erik: Hey! Why are you quitting?! You can't give up yet. Why? Because it's not the end of the battle. You need to get up there and have some faith! When you have fear, you must STAY HUNGRY! You will, you can, you trust! It's no big deal. It's not the end of the day for you all. Get up there and fight back the fallen. You all must STAY HUNGRY! I'll tell you to go fight the fallen like you all did with school, so GO! This ain't the time to watch TV, this isn't the time to make up your own decisions, this is the time to fight and STAY HUNGRY!!!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan wake up as their eyes glow with superhero powers as they get up and fight the living things and furnitures in the house)
*High-Tech: No! It cannot be!
*Timon: You're next! Puny little virus.
*Pumbaa: I got the motto in you! *flip up the plates*
*Pat: Ah! *karate kick on the picture of a fruit*
*Timon: *jump and fight and kick High-Tech*
*Stan: Say hello to my little friend! *cut a picture of Aunt Patty with his knife* Ahhhhh!!!!
*Pat: No! That's a portrait of Aunt Patty! What have you done?!
*Stan: Don't worry. We can fix it with glue and tape after the battle.
*Pat: Oh Aunt Patty. What have they done to you?! *shred a tear* This was the only picture we have.
*Timon: *punch High-Tech as the virus punch Timon down to the ground*
*High-Tech: Extinction is the key word to end all animals in the wildlife.
*Timon: *get up* You can't do that. We animals live for prey and hunt for ourselves!
*Pumbaa: We are born to eat other predators around the world. Look at us eat grubs all day in the ground.
*Pat: We are not aliens, we are animal beings! You are just a pity virus who is designed to lock down everything and target on us to kill us all.
*Stan: You are a mistake. I should have never brought you here in the first place.
*High-Tech: Well, well, well. It's that time of day. You will be staying with me for the rest of your lives and I'm going to electrocute you all to the end of your soul! *evil laugh*
*Everyone: *screams*
(The fate of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan is left behind by the actions of High-Tech upstairs in the house, leading to the end of their lockdown)
THE END?
(A black background is shown with a dark silhouette of the High-Tech Alarm as the camera's len from the alarm glow with a red flash)
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* No one is safe. You're stuck with me.
THE SERIES CONCLUDES IN
"LOCKDOWN ENDS"
==Trivia==
*In a post-credit scene, the teaser for the following episode "Lockdown Ends" is based on the second episode teaser of Mark Haynes/Alvin-Earthworm's reboot of the fan show Super Mario Bros. Z with Metallix's eyes glowing on a Z Mushroom symbol with the same saying "No one is safe.", said by High-Tech Alarm as in the teaser.
**Coincidentally, the second episode of the Super Mario Bros. Z reboot came out on the same year as the episode at that time which influenced a bit of Metallix's scenes for High-Tech in the series.
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