Nightmare Poles

"Nightmare Poles" is the twelfth episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on May 27, 2021.
==Characters==
*Timon
*Pumbaa
*Pat
*Stan
*High-Tech Alarm
==Transcript==
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan show up on a black screen, giving out a warning message to the audience)
*Timon: Hold it! What were you thinking! You think this is going to be a super duper funny fun episode? Well NOT! The following episode may contain some unfunny jokes and disturbing scenes that may be offensive to viewers. Graphic content and discretion is advised.
*Pumbaa: It got scary disturbing scenes on the way. You may watch at your risk for viewing the episode.
*Pat: Sensitive humor is included in the mix. Also, you, have, been, warned.
*Stan: Do we really have to go through this before the show start?
*Pat: Yes. That's part of the program. Once again, you, have, been, warned.
*Timon: Play the show! Pumbaa, will you throw some fireworks, will ya?
*Pumbaa: You said it. *fire the ropes as the fireworks blast itself from the sky*
*Timon: Thank you!
*Stan: Perfect timing.
*Pumbaa: Amazing!
*Timon: This is just like a real firework show.
*Pat: Enjoy the show! Also, you may or may not like this one. You will have nightmares after watching it. Trust me on this one.
*Timon: Pat, just leave the viewers alone and make them watch the show.
*Pat: Ooh, sorry. Excuse me.
NOW FOR OUR FEATURE PRESENTATION
(After looking at the pictures in the attic, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan set up their clothes in the bags as they are packing in the living room)
*Timon: Jeez, i really wish we were out of the house by now.
*Pumbaa: Time is tickling on us.
*Pat: Aw, so many memories from the picture book.
*Stan: I knew that Erik Tomas guy is going to give us some faith and make us stay hungry like a bunch of wild animals in the Pride Lands.
*Timon: I am pumped up for staying hungry.
*Pumbaa: *stretch his body* Ah. I'm still like a standee.
*Pat: Never getting rid of that baby.
*Stan: Home sweet home. But still, we're home.
*Timon: The bad thing is that, we're not on vacation yet.
*Pat: That's what i have been waiting for since we practice on going on vacation when we made the whole Tropical Superior thing at home.
*Stan: Jeez, i really wish we have the windows open and see what the world is like outside.
*Timon: But, we don't have any open. It's all locked in like a garage door locking the whole garage down.
*Pat: *yawn* Am i getting tired?
*Stan: *clean eyes* I can't feel the mood right now. I think we're in a perfect time to sleep.
*Timon: Yep. We better get some sleep.
*Pumbaa: That's the Pridelander way of sleeping on the right time at night.
*Timon: Where are we sleeping in?
*Pat: How about we sleep all together?
*Timon: Ooh, that's a great idea. We'll sleep all together and you'll move your beds all the way to the attic to sleep with us.
*Stan: No. That's too risky to lift the beds on the attic. How about we use the sleeping bags for the night.
*Timon: Fine. I guess the sleeping bags are easier than lifting up beds in the attic that can break down on us into the bottom of the house.
*Pat: That's common sense my friend. No high lifts for all of us.
*Pumbaa: Where will our sleeping spots be at?
*Timon: I'll show you. Follow me. It's real easy and simple.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan went downstairs to the living room as they drop their sleeping bags to set up their night sleeping on the floor)
*Timon: This is our sleeping spot for the night.
*Pumbaa: Ooh. Plain.
*Pat: Why can't we sleep on the sofa together?
*Stan: Come on Pat. We won't fit in all together while sleeping and standing. It's going to make our backs hurt a lot.
*Pat: Why can't we move the sofa together at one?
*Stan: Pat, just get it over with.
*Pat: Oh well, we'll sleep on the floor then with our sleeping bags on.
*Timon: Get sleeping you guys. It'll be much like a sleepover.
*Pumbaa: *set up his sleeping bag with his friends* All good.
*Pat: It's going to be a fun sleepover, isn't it?
*Stan: It's more like a sleepover and yes. We're sleeping here.
*Pat: Wait a second, this is our house.
*Stan: I know. Don't you know these two are here to stay with us on our first anniversary?
*Pat: You know when the first time we met these guys when a anniversary with them is set up.
*Stan: That should do it on the actual year.
*Timon: Right. Now get sleeping.
*Pumbaa: Goodnight boys. Another day in another night.
*Pat: Sweet dreams.
*Stan: Better out luck for a bed bug bite.
*Timon: I hate bed bugs and termites. Just sleep with the flow.
*Pat: If only we were surfing in the waves.
*Pumbaa: Goodnight once again.
*Timon: Ah, the holy life of a household.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Sweet dream my little babies. You wouldn't be up 'til the next morning.
*Timon: Whatever Mr. Alarm. Let us sleep.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Okay. I should be put on sleep mode when the Moon is up.
*Timon: It's already up. Ugh, goodnight Mr. Alarm.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Sleep mode is turn on for the night. *turn on sleep mode and rest*
(In a space facility, three bear workers are walking in the lab as most of the animal workers are seen working on the computers)
*Bear Worker #1: There are two Moons orbiting in a planet far far away. We also had a alien invasion once when a UFO ship suck all the living things in a neighbor's house next to Professor Chi-Chi's lab.
*Bear Worker #2: What is going on in the world lately? Are they occurring world problems or terrorist attacks in Myanmar of Southeast Asia?
*Bear Worker #3: Did you say Miramar, Florida? I had a cousin there who works as a chef in a bakery.
*Bear Worker #2: That's not the question i meant. I meant all the world problems that have been going on lately and not just in one city like New York's.
*Bear Worker #1: The world is facing some serious business with a AI alarm lately. It's not just in one place. It's all over the world.
*Pig Manager: Sir, there's a alarm trapping down the animals in the neighbor's house. It's a real serious crime.
*Bear Worker #1: Where? Show me on the computer screen!
*Pig Manager: *ask the turtle worker* Excuse me, can we check what's on your screen?
*Turtle Worker: Sure. No problem. As long it's not another threat in the coast of the beaches.
*Pig Manager: What do you see on your screen?
*Turtle Worker: There is a alarm locking down the animals in one house in one of the cameras. I don't know what to do, but to try to shut down that alarm.
*Pig Manager: What the? That technology whipping of a virus won't shock the animals in history. We need to get them out of there.
*Turtle Worker: *see the code sources on the computer* According to the code sources, it says that everything the alarm has set up has locked down the whole house. Which includes the windows, garage and the doors. The basement down under is still locked as always. There's no way for the animals to get out of there. Sir, we better get them out to safety for creative causes.
*Pig Manager: We know what to do. Activate the space laser!
*Goat Manager: I'm on my way, boss! *activate the space laser on a space satellite*
*Pig Manager: Target on the house where we can make a hole out of it.
*Goat Manager: Aiming on the hole. Will make a nice big hole entrance to the bottom of the world.
(The space satellite shoot a laser on Pat and Stan's house, going through the floor and waking Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan up as they see the big hole on the floor of the house)
*Timon: What's going on?
*Pumbaa: Where did that big circle come from?
*Pat: Don't walk any closer! What if you fall through that thing?
*Stan: *look up to see a skylight on the ceiling of the house* Hey, this could be our only way out of here.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Where do you think you're going?
*Pat: Uh, there's a big hole on the floor.
*Stan: That is one big hole to the end of the world.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* There is no way or sign of escaping. The house is fully secured as planned since one of you guys step on my laser trap.
*Timon: Pssshhhhh, you set it all up yourself. There's no way we're getting out of this prison home.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Be careful what you wished for. It could get dangerous.
*Pumbaa: Is it me, or does this hole led to the core of the Earth?
*Pat: Can you imagine feeling hot on the Earth's core, then run around in a circle to cause multiple branches of cracks to cause a continental drift?
*Stan: Are you going to send a squirrel over to roll around the Earth's core?
*Pat: No. But send in a sloth? No way.
*Timon: That's going to break up everything in a Pangaea!
*Pumbaa: If you think the Earth is flat, then you're wrong.
*Pat: Well, enough with that Earth science stuff and let's take a look what's behind on the big hole?
*Stan: *he and his friends look at the big hole leading a way out* Ooh, am i seeing something?
*Pumbaa: We got the perfect sweet escape.
*Timon: Now we can jump and get out in no time.
*Pat: Wait, if we jump out, we'll leave our home behind and we would never come back because of the alarm locking down the house.
*Stan: Who's going to sell it then? To the government?
*Timon: No one care about the government. Let's all go and jump out of this house.
*Pat: Timon, i don't think you can jump from there. It's a bad idea from my point of view!
*Timon: Let's try the falling test. *move his feet close from feeling the hole* Hey, not bad. The alarm didn't set up a trap there.
*Pat: Ha ha ha. We're going home for glory!
*Pumbaa: We'll be back with the gang once again.
*Stan: No more staying on lockdown.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* This is your last warning. You do not go near that hole or something very bad is going to happen when you see that strange world in your eyes.
*Timon: Who cares. Nothing is gonna stop on us and put the pause on our bodies.
*Pat: I will never ever miss you in a million of years like the dinosaurs!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I warned ya. You're gonna hate it out here and get killed as a result.
*Timon: Go to sleep! Guys, are you ready?
*Pumbaa: I'm about ready, or not.
*Pat: Please let there be the love of gold and paradise.
*Stan: I wouldn't be ready if i were you.
*Timon: Are you sure?
*Stan: Nah, we're all ready.
*Pumbaa: Stand together.
*Pat: Hold on and stay as a group.
*Timon: Good. One, two, three. Ready or not, here we jump!
*Everyone: *jump together and falling all the way through the hole, screaming*
*Timon: I told you this isn't a good idea!
*Pumbaa: This is a bad idea! Timon, why didn't you think before we can fall off?!
*Timon: I didn't know!
*Pat: Ugh, i shouldn't eat dumplings with smoke flavor before i fall and throw up!
*Stan: Good god, we didn't die from the alarm's tricks!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan fall through the Earth's core, then all the way through the other side around the Earth as they fall out of the hole and hold on through a purple tree without leaves. The elevator map shows where the gang is falling before landing on the other side of the Earth.)
*Timon: Shoot. That was close as falling from a airplane.
*Pat: Is it me or we're not in Kansas anymore?
*Stan: Or the Great Wall of China?
*Pumbaa: Who would fall to the Great Wall of China if we were falling through the ground and pass by the wall with the border line?
*Timon: We're upside down!
*Pumbaa: Upside down? Like what do you mean?
*Pat: We're flipped out.
*Stan: We been holding through the tree branch for like a minute.
*Timon: It been like seconds. What does the world look like if we're not upside down?
(From the animals' point of view, it shows that the animals are upside down as they fall through the ground to a wicked plain land with a pink ground and a pink sky)
*Timon: Ouch! I knew the sky is falling!
*Pumbaa: It's like a baby falling out of the sky.
*Pat: Gosh. We're not flipped or twisted.
*Stan: We got twisted! Erik Tomas is right.
*Timon: Wait, who is Erik Tomas?
*Pat: What? Didn't we tell you about Erik Tomas earlier when we told our backstory together? We were suppose to have faith in us, but we didn't.
*Pumbaa: Oh god, where are we?
*Timon: *look around the place* Whoa. It's like, the whole place is destroyed and ruined.
*Pat: There's like nothing.
*Stan: Let's go back. This isn't what we wanted to land on.
*Pat: No! Stan, we cannot go back there. Don't you want to get locked up with the alarm for the next five years?
*Stan: Uh, no. Our house is in custody and jeopardy. I hope the government take down the house from the alarm.
*Timon: We really screw up this day recently. But where in the world will we find food and water.
*Pumbaa: This place remind me of when Scar took over the Pride Lands and leave nothing but dusted and dry sand spreading all over the place.
*Timon: Let's take a look what this land got in mind.
*Pat: Oh boy. This is going to be a long journey to get home, isn't it?
(The animals walk around the whole plains, trudging along the parched floor of the whole empty land)
*Pat: So much walking...
*Stan: No food... No water...
*Timon: What this place lacks in water and shade, it makes up for with searing heat and blinding sunshine.
*Pumbaa: Is this what the alarm set up? A place to get tricked on?
*Stan: We're out of the house! How will the alarm create something when the alarm just secure the place, but not create a world like creating androids, flying cities and flying cars in the future?!
*Pat: You sound a bit harsh. Can we keep the voice level a bit down?
*Stan: I'm not your average type dog. I'm not a AI like the stupid alarm he is.
*Timon: Jeez, talk about lack of sense here.
*Pumbaa: Boys, we're going to get through this, but we gotta have a transportation to find a way back to your place.
*Stan: Why can't we just go to Tropical Superior at last, but deal with the junk later in the neighborhood?
*Timon: I'm going out. No matter what. See you later and i'm off the hooks. *get hit by a glass wall* Ow. Who put a invisible wall in the middle of nowhere?!
*Pat: Don't tell me the world is stuck on pause.
*Timon: What? We're moving. *touch the glass wall* This wall is really trying to be sensitive here and make us not leave the place anytime sooner.
*Pat: We can't be stuck here.
*Stan: Are we in some kind of maze or the alarm is right this time?
*Timon: *try to move his body through the glass wall* I really hate every time when the gods place a invisible thing on the ground, it's like we're being tricked and stuck in some kind of glass wall in here. I can't even move a body like the wall is trying to beat me up for no reason. *climb up the wall from standing* Ooh, i can fly. *slip down* Or not.
*Pumbaa: Timon, let's go back.
*Timon: *punch the glass wall* Ouch! Oh no. We're trapped.
*Stan: Take the other way around. We'll get out of here as soon as possible.
*Timon: This is not what i expected for the escape to be.
(The animals turn back and walk on the other side on the rusted plains, finding a way to get out and reach to their home)
*Pat: Is it me, or are we in the center of the Earth?
*Stan: Are you sure we're in the center of the Earth? It's more like we're in the end of the world.
*Timon: It must be we're in the other side.
*Pumbaa: Are we back in the Pride Lands? This is not what the Pride Lands look like when Simba is still on his reign.
*Pat: The Pride Lands is not in our world. Your world is different than ours.
*Timon: Then why are we walking in?
*Pat: Didn't you say to fall over near the Earth's core, then arrive to the center of the Earth where the dinosaurs would come and eat us alive?
*Stan: You think we're in the land of the lost or we're in the land before time?
*Pumbaa: This is time! But we're lost.
*Pat: We're not lost. But we're about to face a bunch of clones in the middle.
*Timon: Huh?
(The animals face to face with the blue clones of themselves in the plains, unaware of facing their clones in close contract)
*Timon: What's this? A mirror out of a reflection?
*Pumbaa: This is the polar opposite of the world where the world started as caveman, right?
*Pat: I know this place.
*Stan: Now you know where we are?
*Pat: This must be where our blue trash friends are!
*Stan: From our nightmares? Give me a break! We're in the wrong center of the Earth. We should have taken the other right where the mountains are.
*Timon: Those pests. It's like we're being thrown in a clone world of ourselves.
*Pumbaa: I'll rather look myself into the mirror, then fall into a world where i meet my mirror self.
*Pat: Let's see who's the wise guys?
*Stan: I still got a bad feeling about this.
*Timon: They're us. How are you today? Are you easy on the eyes or you're trying to look for a world like ours?
*Pumbaa: I don't know who they are. If it a crowd, i'm outta here.
*Pat: *move his body as his clone copy himself* It's still copying me.
*Stan: Copycats. My skins are smooth as the indigo dog.
*Timon: *wave his wand as his clone* It's saying hi to me.
*Pumbaa: *stretch as his clone do the same* Hey, are you copying me?
*Timon: They don't talk. You are suppose to copy us, silly cats.
*Everyone: *move around as their clones*
*Pat: Wee! It's still our reflections!
*Timon: Rafiki is right to Simba! The gods up in the sky live in us!
*Pumbaa: Then why are the gods down below toward us?
*Pat: I don't know. What if i can pick my nose to his. Maybe i can pick his nose first. *peak his clone's nose and get slapped by his clone*
*Stan: Told ya. They're not copycats. They're Outsiders.
*Timon: What does the Outlanders got to do with us? What do they want from us? Pickles?
*Pat: They must be the pole trash clones. This time, they got you Timon and Pumbaa?
*Timon: What? How would we be related to them? We're not born in this universe!
*Pumbaa: The alarm is doing some tricks again, i can tell.
*Pole Timon: *speak in a rubberish language way with his friends* (Hi. Would you like to offer you some kind of delicious lunch for a celebration?)
*Timon: Ooh, they're inviting us to lunch.
*Pole Pumbaa: (Come on down and we'll eat with a bunch of Hakuna Matata bugs!)
*Stan: I still don't trust those guys.
*Pat: Me neither. But they're kinda nice.
*Pole Pat: (Eat eat? Then you eat eat on the other side.)
*Pole Stan: (Food service at your service.)
*Pumbaa: They're giving us food service. Let's go.
*Timon: I can't understand what they're saying. They look so deaf to me.
*Pat: Hey, don't be so ableist.
*Timon: What did i say? Just because they can't talk doesn't mean i have to make fun of them.
*Pat: Just enough. We're going to lunch right now.
*Pumbaa: At night time?! We should have been sleeping just then!
*Stan: We're in a different time zone. The world doesn't revolve always on day time when the sun always move around to orbit the sky with the light and dark.
*Timon: Then how is it possible to see the Moon in the morning?
*Stan: Check your time zone in your watch.
*Timon: But i don't have a watch.
*Stan: Too bad.
(The gang is taken to the poles' territory with a lot of carrots, broccolis and cups on the ground as the poles have cups on their way with the poles introducing them to Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan)
*Stan: We may struggle with English, but we may struggle with their language they speak!
*Timon: Ooh, it's a territory like a colony.
*Pumbaa: It's a group of clones like us!
*Pat: Same old group, eh?
*Pole Pat: (Welcome to our blue trash territory! We will offer you some goods and make you celebrate like you're eating with lots of love and parsley!)
*Poles: *cheers*
*Pole Timon: (Let's put on the earrings.) *put on the broccolis on the animals' ears*
*Stan: Hey.
*Pole Stan: (Don't forget this.) *put on a necklace with vegetables on the animals*
*Pumbaa: We even got a necklace with a lot of vegetables.
*Timon: I didn't ask for vegetables on my necklace. Hey, do you have ones with grubs we can trade for?
*Pole Pumbaa: (There is no trading in here. I'm sorry, we do not have a necklace with the grubs attached.)
*Timon: What?
*Pumbaa: Sorry Timon. You have to wear what they offer you.
*Timon: I thought we were going to get everything? What kind of world is this?
*Stan: We're so garnish and we're the main course on the menu!
*Timon: Like chicken wings? We must be on the food chain or something.
*Pumbaa: *see a pyramid of foods* Does this look like the food chain to you?
*Pole Pat: (Alright now people. We are going to celebrate. Let's have some baloney with broccoli and steak sticks on top!)
*Everyone: *cheers*
(With a party being served, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan eat a bunch of broccoli and steak sticks on the table as the poles cook up the food in the camp fire and prepare soup for everyone else)
*Timon: Mmm. It taste like hot dogs on a stick.
*Pumbaa: The best food we ever eaten since the yummy yummy chow time food on the second day on our lockdown.
*Pat: The meat doesn't taste as bad as a burger meat. I love it!
*Stan: All these poles have gone to a lot of trouble to make us lunch and all they do is get us paranoid.
*Pat: I won't need a hippo bag because, I'm on a diet.
*Timon: What? Are you eating what you're eating?
*Pumbaa: That's not how a diet work.
*Pat: I went on a seven day diet to avoid eating all the junk food S
*Stan: Talk about your fixer-upper here. What does a diet got to do with all that pole junk eating service?
*Pat: What if they do a potion test on us?
*Pole Timon: (Did someone say potion test? Let's do the potion test!)
*Poles: (Ho! Hei!)
*Pat: What? Is it something i said?
*Timon: We're gonna do a potion test, are we?
*Stan: Every time you do something, you change the world for them!
*Pat: You think i'm some kind of word god to them?
*Pumbaa: You're not breaking the Hakuna Matata curse, are you?
*Pat: Of course not.
*Pole Pat: *hold the potions* (Each every one of you is going to drink a potion and transform into something that you believe on you. You will change and you will make a better future of it. You are going to look to the way you are and never change back for the better. Who want to go first?)
*Timon: That would be me sir.
*Pole Pat: *give a potion to Timon* Here you go.
*Timon: Thanks. I wonder what does this potion taste like? I hope it doesn't taste like beer that make us drunk from the other day. *drink the potion*
*Pumbaa: What you doing Timon?
*Timon: What does it look like i'm doing? I'm drinking. Does it look like some kind of sport energy drink to you? *shake his body* Uh oh, what's happening to me? *his ears grow, his tooth grow big, his feet grow big with a sharp nail with his hands growing with sharp nails and his hair going spiky* Ah! What happen to me. Give me a mirror!
*Pole Pumbaa: *show a mirror to Timon*
*Timon: *scream* I'm ruined! What have i done?! I gotta get outta here! *run off*
*Pat: Timon, wait!
*Stan: The potion ruined you! There's no way on getting out!
*Timon: *run away* I wanna go home! Change me back to the way i was, Mr. Alarm! *get hit by a wall from a Pole Timon cleaning the wall with a wall cleaner with a sponge on* There's no way out of here.
*Poles: *laugh at Timon and throw Timon to their territory*
*Timon: Now what?
*Pumbaa: You look funny to me. *giggle*
*Pat: *laugh* You look like a deformed meerkat.
*Timon: That's not funny.
*Stan: That's what you get for making us fall here.
*Timon: Guys, make them drink the potions. They know their lesson.
*Pumbaa: *hold a potion* I wonder what my other form would look like after drinking the potion. *drink a potion and grow his snout, stretching it out like an elephant's trunk* Uh oh, guys. There is something i really gotta tell ya.
*Timon: Pumbaa, look how they massacred you.
*Pat: Oh, you look good today.
*Stan: You have like the longest nose in the world.
*Pumbaa: I got a elephant nose! Which means, i'm a elephant!
*Timon: Holy Pumbaa. You are really an elephant. Look at your trunk.
*Pumbaa: It may sound a little strange. But, my nose is really small which make me look like a elephant being.
*Pole Pumbaa: (Congratulations on being a elephant! Now, you may take a look at the drawing board and see if you can try with your trunk.) *place a drawing board on the ground*
*Pumbaa: Okay. *use his trunk to grab a maker to write on the drawing board* I'm backwards not forgetting that you're about to say "Good job, Pumbaa!" Your name is Pumbaa, and you are an elephant.
*Timon: That's my Pumbaa! He can really draw with a maker!
*Pumbaa: I'm perfectly happy being a warthog and would never ever wanna be anything else.
*Pat: He should call you something. How about Pumbaaphant?
*Pumbaa: Pumbaaphant? Sound delight to me.
*Pat: Hey, how come Pumbaa has a special transformation and we don't?
*Stan: You haven't even drink the potion yet. You were suppose to transform after you drink the potion.
*Pat: Hand over, de potion please?
*Pole Stan: *hand over the potion to Pat* (At your service.)
*Pat: Thank you. Now i can drink it and transform into something. *drink the potion and turn skinny* Ah! What happen to me?!
*Stan: Oh god, you lost all that weight with one drink of a potion.
*Pat: Oh yeah! I'm not fat anymore. Now i'm skinny! Say hello to the new me! Yeah! Uh! *show his muscles*
*Stan: No way. Now you are on the same size as me.
*Timon: No more body shaming. I'm still the screw up deformed dork meerkat i am.
*Pumbaa: *blow his trunk to make a elephant sound* Yep, i still do act like a elephant.
*Pat: Woo hoo! I am so sexy. Yeah. *feel his body* No more eating all that junk into my body.
*Stan: No fair. You cheated yourself to turn all that skinny by losing all of that fat weight. Give me that! *grab the potion from Pole Timon* I'm going to drink something magic and you're going to love it. *drink the potion* How about that. *inflat to his fat self* No! I'm even worse than Pat's first form!
*Pat: Wow Stan, you look good.
*Stan: No i'm not! I'm ruined! I'm even fat now, thanks to your stupid tricks.
*Pat: Stan, drinking isn't about getting luck. Drinking is about getting gains of weight and energy. These potions make us transform into something magic.
*Timon: *cries* No ho ho. How will Ma and Uncle Max think of me when i get home. I'm going to be expelled again like last time!
*Pumbaa: Relax. We can still move to the Hakuna Matata Falls and still set up the Hakuna Matata club for the summer.
*Timon: I still can't go to the Pride Lands looking like this.
*Stan: You poles are a bunch of wacky little goofy liars, standing in a ground full of lies!
*Poles: *shocked*
*Pat: Stan, what was the insult. You said something about those trash guys?
*Stan: They ruined us! Change us back into the forms we are!
*Pole Timon: (You are trying to sham us with your gibberish nonsense rants. Time for a boil of big pot of soul with your execution!
*Pole Pat: (Bring down the big pot!)
*Pole Timon: (Hakuna Matata.) *press the switch to bring over the big pot*
*Pole Pumbaa: *turn on the temperature to hot* Get in the tub.
*Timon: But that's not a tub. It's a big pot.
*Pole Stan: (Get in!)
*Poles: *throw the animals to the big pot with water pouring and boiling)
*Timon: Ouch! That's hot!
*Pumbaa: This is like a jacuzzi.
*Pat: I'm boiling hot like it burns, burns burns.
*Stan: Why are you doing this to us? Can you go to our world to destroy the alarm that is trapping us in our home for days?
*Pole Timon: (We do not care what is going on in your world. We are going to make you suffer and see the fate of your lives that will make you burn us like paperweights on the desk!)
*Pat: No! Don't do this to us! We're sorry!
*Stan: Just kill me now! I can't live like this any longer!
*Timon: I thought you gave us a warm welcome!
*Pumbaa: It's simmering to my trunk!
*Pat: Give me a bubble!
*Stan: No! It's going to boil us to the end!
*Poles: *laugh and cheer*
*Everyone: *Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan scream and boil to their deaths*
(After the big boil, Timon wake up to a evil scientist lab, all strapped up on a chair as he woke up, shocked that he is thrown to another place)
*Timon: Ah! Where am i? I was suppose to be dead and go to heaven! How did i end up in here?
*Screwloose: *evil laugh with a thunder shock* Hello Timon. My name is Dr. Screwloose, the most evilest scientist in the whole world!
*Timon: Hey, a human being. Wait, how do you know my name?
*Screwloose: The poles you just made has told me a lot about you. Speaking of you, i got your DNA to create a series of monsterious mooks that would come out of their cages and scare the living scare out of you!
*Timon: What? You never met me before, but how?!
*Screwloose: You, my little rude friend, are a piece of my genetic experiment.
*Timon: That's not the compliment i want to know about.
*Screwloose: You are stuck with me and will face another execution of your life. Also, i am a mad scientist.
*Timon: A mad scientist, eh? Think about the crazy freak you are and act like a wild madman. Look at the pictures, thinking what you really are.
*Screwloose: Don't look! *look at a picture of Tiffany Taft* Oh Tiffany Taft, how could you ever lose me. What kind of monster think i am. Grrr, enough with that. I'm going to reveal one of my mooks and you're going to love it.
*Timon: Show it to me. I wanna see what they're made of.
*Screwloose: I have a screw loose in here. But here come one of my latest creation! *open the cage to reveal a mook, looking like Timon*
*Timon: Huh?
*Mook #1: Mook mook mook mook mook *take Timon out of the chair*
*Timon: Jeez, you really look like me.
*Screwloose: Come on down. There's more than one of you guys.
*Mooks: *come out of the cages* Mook mook mook mook mook.
*Timon: Call off your goons!
*Screwloose: Oh, no, they're not goons. They're Mooks!
*Mook #2: Mook mook mook mook mook!
*Timon: Man, you guys really look like clones. Big mutant clones out of me. Also, you're all ugly.
*Mooks: MOOK?!
*Mook #3: *growls* Mook.
*Timon: Uh, meow?
*Mook #4: *furious* Mook! Mook!
*Timon: Uh, how is Mook Island doing for you? Gotta go! *escape the lab*
*Screwloose: He's escaping from his place! Kidnap the meerkat!
*Mooks: MOOK! *roar and run after Timon*
*Timon: *run out of the lab from Mook Island* This is a very dangerous place i should have never go to in the first place. Give me out of this nightmare! *jump out of the island as the Mooks roar at him, swimming off to the water* Holy moly. I can swim like a fish. *swirl into the water* What the? How can a tornado suck me up into the water? *sink down to the water hole* Ah!!!!1
(Pumbaa wake up in a black background, feared on where he is)
*Pumbaa: Uh, guys? Why it is dark out here? *see familiar voices of laugher* What's going on? *see Pimon, Tumbaa and Brutox laughing at Pumbaa* Oh, no. Not, again.
*Pimon: Hello again Pumbaa.
*Tumbaa: Kahuna Potato to you.
*Brutox: You got nowhere to hide. You're stuck with us now.
*Pumbaa: Brutox? What are you doing here? You were suppose to be in Jail.
*Brutox: We're in your nightmare. Also, we got a special guest for you to speak to.
*High-Tech Alarm: *on a wheelchair* Hello Pumbaa. You are facing your end time with the troublemakers. I have brought one of your enemies to the dead screen that would love to beat you up to dead.
*Pumbaa: You can't do this to me!
*Pimon: We'll never gonna leave you alone.
*Tumbaa: You are a baby!
*Brutox: I steal all of your grubs from the bag!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Get him boys. Show him what you got.
*Pumbaa: Uh, how about some kung-fu? *fight the enemies and get beaten up by them* Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
*Pimon: Grow up!
*Tumbaa: Take a flying leap!
*Brutox: Make a bacon strip out of your bodies!
*Pumbaa: *knock over Brutox and destroy the wheelchair*
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* What did you do to my baby?
*Pumbaa: Sorry Alarm, you gotta go. *smash the alarm*
*High-Tech Alarm: *system crashing* I am......de...just. *shut down*
*Pimon: Our master!
*Tumbaa: You destroy our god!
*Brutox: You're going to pay for this! We're gonna make you- *glitch to dead along with his friends*
*Pumbaa: Wow. They are fake. *see a hole behind* What does this hold lead to? *enter the hole*
(Pat wake up in a nancy looking house with the likes of Aunt Patty as "You Always Hurt The One You Love" by The Mills Brothers play on the radio)
*Pat: Hello? Is this Aunt Martha's house?
*Aunt Patty: *show up as a ghost* Ooh, Patrick! I am your Aunt Patty! Also known as Mammy Madeleine!
*Pat: No! Somebody get me out of this trap! This Mammy Madeleine is cursed as a ghost!
*Aunt Patty: I'm going to make you some fresh broccoli stew with pig feet on top!
*Pat: Ah! *scream and run* I wanna go back to normal where there is no spiders and cockroach flying on top of the people hairs! *fall down to the hole and scream*
*Aunt Patty: Patrick. What about your broccoli stew? I also brought some sweet potato fries on the side dish.
(Stan wake up in a grass plain, surrounded by bengal hamsters and chinchillas)
*Stan: Where am i? What happen? *look at the bengal animals* What the? Hey. It's the bengal hamsters and chinchillas. Say hello to me, Stan. One of you must be Kiki.
*Kiki: *bark mad with the hamsters and chinchillas*
*Stan: Whoa. Could this nightmare be any worse? *run away* Aaaaahhhhhh!!!! Somebody help me out there! I'm being surrounded by creepy crawlly animals on the other side of the world! Where is my freedom?! *stop by the bear-like baby mommies* Ah, you look cute as little humans.
*Baby Mommies: *roar at Stan*
*Stan: Ah! Please forgive me for stalking at your place! *keep running* I need to get out of here as soon as possible. *see a hole* There's the hole to get out. Ready or not, here i go! *fall down to the hole and scream* I dare to rule you!
*Kiki: *bark mad and jump with the animals*
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan warp into the cave at the same time with a big circle surrounded by lava. The gang bump to each other as they met again)
*Timon: Ow! Hey, where did you guys come from?
*Pumbaa: We're reunited!
*Pat: In the same looks? I feel a lot worse.
*Stan: We were suppose to be dead by the blue trash poles. And we're still alive.
*Timon: We were burned out and warp into our nightmare destinations where we would be tortured by a lot of enemies.
*Pumbaa: I still got a really bad feeling.
*Pat: Like, whoa. Are we in a cave?
*Stan: Don't tell me this is the dungeon where we could be eaten by one monster alive.
*Timon: Like what monster could eat us alive? The giant chicken with a dinosaur roar?
(A big abominable monster looking dinosaur show up, roaring at the animals)
*Timon: Ah! It's a giant beast!
*Pumbaa: It is really a abominable!
*Pat: No, it can't be.
*Stan: It's Bing Bong, the Abominable! More like the Abomination!
*Pumbaa: It's the monster of all monsters!
*Timon: That is one big tyrannosaurus rex. Also known as a T-Rex for short. In the meantime, run for your lives!
*Pat: *scream and run with everyone else*
*Bing Bong: *roar and chase after the animals*
*Stan: We're all gonna die and get eaten alive!
*Pumbaa: This has been a great one year for us.
*Timon: Hide on the rocks!
*Pat: *hide on the rocks with everyone else as Bing Bong keep sniffing around* We need a Plan B.
*Timon: What does a Plan B got to do with you?
*Stan: If we want to beat out the dinosaur, then we better go out with the tricks and plans.
*Pumbaa: How about we throw rocks at him.
*Timon: Good idea. From this time, we're going out looney.
*Bing Bong: *roar*
*Timon: Yoo hoo, over here. Bing Bong. *snake his tail* Na na na na na.
*Bing Bong: *roar and chase Timon*
*Timon: *run* You can't catch me! I'm the Gingerbread Meerkat!
*Pat: Run Timon, run!
*Timon: Throw the rocks! What are you waiting for? Just standing here and doing nothing like chumps?
*Pat: Act like a hero. *throw rocks at Bing Bong*
*Bing Bong: *roar in pain*
*Pat: Yeah, ha ha!
*Stan: Take this with you! *throw a rock at Bing Bong*
*Bing Bong: *screams*
*Timon: That's more like it.
*Pumbaa: More rocks for you. *throw a rock at Bing Bong*
*Bing Bong: *roar and whip his tail to destroy the sharp rocks*
*Timon: Ooh, we need a division.
*Pat: Let's throw the rocks on the top of the rock sharps so they can fall over the beast.
*Timon: I know what you're saying.
*Pumbaa: All right. Let's go for it.
*Stan: One sharp rock coming up. *throw a rock at the sharp rock in the top*
*Bing Bong: *one sharp rock fall over him* Gaaahhhhhh!!!
*Timon: It even make a sound.
*Pat: Throw more rocks at the beast!
*Pumbaa: Here we go all together!
*Everyone: *throw the rocks at the sharp rocks on the top*
*Bing Bong: *get hit by the rocks*
*Timon: Faster, faster, faster!
*Pat: You mean like, "Rapido, Rapido, Rapido!"
*Stan: That!
*Bing Bong: *the sharp rocks fall on him as he scream and trip down to his defeat*
*Timon: Yay! We did it!
*Pumbaa: We finally beat the abominable!
*Pat: One, two, three. You're out!
*Stan: Jeez, i knew that big beast is trying to give us a nice taste of fur in our bodies.
*Timon: Like he would have cut our skins and eat our meats out of our skeletons.
*Pumbaa: We don't have to worry about the beast for now. It's all good.
*Pat: Unless, we should have been leaving.
*Timon: *see a hole on the exit* Guys, look! A secret hole!
*Pumbaa: That would be the exit.
*Pat: Please be home, please be home.
*Stan: Time to get the heck out of this cave. Good riddance, we are finally out.
(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan left the cave and arrive back at the neighborhood, seeing the house up close to them in surprise)
*Pat: Our home!
*Stan: I can't believe we made it all the way back here.
*Timon: I'm telling ya. We got out of this home before the alarm would kill us all.
*Pumbaa: Did the alarm found out that we jump all the way through the center of the Earth?
*Timon: It doesn't even matter. The poles gave us a hard welcome before burning us and warping into any random place around the planet.
*Pat: That was one weird world down here. Anyways, let's go set up our bags and enjoy the rest of our vacation.
*Stan: But we haven't even start preparing yet since the lockdown.
*Pat: Oh, right. I thought we already pack, unless...
*High-Tech Alarm: *show up at the door with a wheelchair* Hello once again!
*Timon: Gahhh!!! It's the alarm!
*Pumbaa: I thought i already smashed you.
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Well, well, well. You think your nightmare days are over all because you jump all the way to get yourself to some peace and quiet? Too bad! You are stuck with me for another thirty years.
*Pat: What? *see the sky and city turn to dust as the big storm begin to rise*
*Stan: Hold on. I thought this was the only exit out of the nightmare. *see a cage trap him and his friends* What the what?
*Timon: We're trapped!
*High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Ho ho ho! Welcome to your second lockdown. Now that you escaped the house, you will be trap in this cage forever and no more freedom or seeing your friends for the rest of your entire lives. *evil laugh*
*Everyone: *screams*
(Shockingly, it was all a dream as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan scream together, woking up after one big nightmare in the living room)
*Timon: That was a terrible dream.
*Pumbaa: Very scary nightmare.
*Pat: Are we back home yet? Oh no, we're stuck on lockdown.
*Stan: That was one big nightmare to never forget about.
*Pat: No! Kill the nightmare with fire! It doesn't need to exist!
*Timon: Shoot. Who was those guys?
*Pumbaa: These blue poles looking like us served us food, then served us a big deadly diet on the pot.
*Pat: I even throw a rock at a big dinosaur on the cave.
*Stan: Right towards the end, it was all a trick and the alarm lock us all up in the cage together.
*Timon: Be grateful none of this happen if it was for the alarm.
*Pumbaa: We would be squished together in a trap.
*Timon: Oh, the space facility did blast a hole on the house. Did they ever blast a laser on the house?
*Pat: Nope. It was all a dream.
*Timon: *faint down* Oh no. We're stuck.
*Pumbaa: It's okay Timon. Dreams always never come true in real life.
*Timon: But in reality, we get the worst stuff.
*Stan: Don't be too overdramatic about it. On the next day, we'll get a lot of good luck and face to face with the greatest will in our hands.
*Pat: Does anyone need a midnight snack before we go back to sleep?
*Stan: No. I think we're good for today.
*Timon: Tomorrow, we'll find something to eat or do something to get ourselves out of this prison hole.
*Pumbaa: No worries.
*Pat: Time to go back to sleep without another nightmare.
*Stan: I wish my Norbert was here to protect me. *sleep* If anything bad happen to us again, we're done for.
(The gang sleep all together without one nightmare as the alarm on the computer desk glow his camera lens on with a red flash with a evil laugh, setting up a plot to execute the animals on lockdown)
THE END
==Trivia==
*When Pat and Stan talked about who would run on the Earth's core, sending in a squirrel in is a slight reference to the opening of Ice Age: Continental Drift where Scrat, a saber-tooth squirrel run over the Earth's core to cause a series of cracks in a continental drift.
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Category:Fanfictions by MarioFan65
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