Lockdown Begins

Lockdown Begins
Information
Title	Lockdown Begins
Season	1
Episode	1
Air Date	March 11, 2021
Episode Guide
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"Lockdown Begins is the first episode of At Home With Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan written by MarioFan65. It was released on March 11, 2021.

Characters

• Timon
• Pumbaa
• Pat
• Stan
• Ma
• Uncle Max
• Professor Chi-Chi
• Emily
• Aunt Martha
• Stephanie
• Stuart
• Lili
• Momo
• High-Tech Alarm
• Simba (mentioned)

Transcript

(At the Hakuna Matata jungle, the sun is up as the birds fly, tweet and sing on the trees as Timon and Pumbaa wake up on their big bed, looking like a nest)

• Timon: Ah, good morning Pumbaa.
• Pumbaa: Good morning Timon.
• Timon: Top of the morning, huh?
• Pumbaa: I'm saving room for a grub sandwich.
• Timon: Is the sun up already?
• Pumbaa: Yes, sure is. The sun is rising and the birds are singing to start their day on flying out a great flight.
• Timon: Man, it's going to be a long day, isn't it?
• Pumbaa: Yep. I wonder what your Ma and Uncle Max is making for breakfast?
• Timon: We'll just have to find out and see for ourselves.
• Pumbaa: It's just one of those mornings.

(Ma and Uncle Max are at their camp site, preparing grub stew on the table)

• Ma: Oh, look at that nice fresh grub stew.
• Uncle Max: It's still soup to me.
• Ma: We used pepper and water to make a nice fresh healthy breakfast for our boy Timon.
• Uncle Max: I swear to Simba, if that sonny boy spit a hot liquid on me, i'm taking a shower.
• Timon: Good morning Ma and Uncle Max.
• Ma: Good morning boys. I bet you didn't stay up playing with that worm on the hole.
• Pumbaa: We didn't. We were building our nest bed made of little sticks.
• Uncle Max: I see here. You didn't play with the leaf, did you?
• Timon: Nope. Not at all.
• Pumbaa: We were busy working.
• Ma: I made grub stew while you guys were sleeping.
• Timon: Grub stew? Oh boy, my favorite meal for breakfast. Let's eat it up.

(Timon, Pumbaa, Ma and Uncle Max eat the grew stew together on the table)

• Timon: Mmm, this is so good.
• Ma: You did enjoy it, huh?
• Pumbaa: Yummy grubs on my teeth.
• Uncle Max: Ooh, there's that little hot steam going.
• Timon: Smells like fire.
• Pumbaa: Doesn't smell like hot sauce to me.
• Uncle Max: We used a lot of effort to make this yummy yummy soup for our throats.
• Timon: Like wow, it taste great.
• Pumbaa: Chewy.
• Timon: Great soup. Another five stars for a recipe for breakfast.
• Ma: Thank you very much for trying my stew.
• Uncle Max: You can do the honors to make tomato soup sometime during one of your nights at dinner.
• Timon: Oh, today is the day.
• Pumbaa: You know the surprise.
• Ma: You're taking us the Pride Lands?
• Uncle Max: I think he's referring to Pride Rock.
• Timon: Today is our anniversary with Pat and Stan!
• Ma: Yay! I can't wait to see you guys hang out in the big city.
• Uncle Max: Ha ha ha. You make good decisions, you deserve rewards like meals and loot boxes.
• Pumbaa: You know what this means.
• Timon: We're going on vacation!
• Ma: You're going on vacation? Where?
• Timon: To Tropical Superior!
• Ma: Tropical Superior?
• Uncle Max: What is that? Is it suppose to be like a mix of this jungle and Upendi?
• Timon: It's a tropical resort with the biggest water slides you can take. Also, they have great food service where they serve you real food and drinks like smoothies.
• Pumbaa: The buffet is all free and you can eat without no cash or credit card.
• Ma: Oh cool. I wanna come too.
• Uncle Max: I'll bring in extra butter on my popcorn.
• Timon: No no no. We didn't said that you were going to be invited.
• Ma: What? You didn't even invite us to Tropical Superior.
• Timon: Then why didn't you ask to go to that tropical resort in the first place before i tell you?
• Uncle Max: We never heard of it. You just told us just about now. We're not thought about it.
• Pumbaa: Well, never mind.
• Timon: Oh well, we're good to go for the next world.
• Pumbaa: We'll miss you guys when we're out for vacation.
• Ma: We'll miss you too.
• Uncle Max: Don't eat too much grubs when you're on vacation.
• Timon: I will and i always promise.
• Pumbaa: Saving room for dessert.
• Uncle Max: You know, eating too much sweets is not good for you.
• Timon: I'm always watching my health.
• Pumbaa: Healthy as wealthy.
• Ma: I see you two going healthy.
• Timon: It's our choice to make.
• Pumbaa: We better get going. Cause we don't wanna be late for our vacation.
• Timon: Pat and Stan must be waiting for us back home.
• Pumbaa: Gotta get going. See you guys later.
• Ma: Enjoy your vacation.
• Uncle Max: Save me some snacks when you come back!
• Timon: Come on Pumbaa, we gotta set up our bags for vacation.
• Pumbaa: Do we really have to set up our bags just to prepare ourselves to get our own rooms?
• Timon: You'll see for yourself.
• Pumbaa: Just a prediction.

(At Pat and Stan's world, Pat and Stan are seen relaxing in the living room of their house with Stan holding a basket of clothes out of the laundry and Pat singing on the sofa)

• Pat: Hakuna Matata. What a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata, ain't no-.
• Stan: Pat, stop singing and help me with the clothes.
• Pat: Already? I thought they were dry enough to keep them warm.
• Stan: I just got them off the laundry. Now let's fold it together like making patterns.
• Pat: Oh sure. You know, i always help out folding the clothes whenever they're dry.
• Stan: You just have to fold like this and make a square. *fold the shirt to a square*
• Pat: Ooh, that's cool. *fold the shirt to a square* It's like making a paper plane where you like throw it in the air.
• Stan: How can it look like a paper plane? They're light as smashed up paper balls.
• Pat: What's this? Is that your underwear you didn't wash for weeks?
• Stan: It's all clean! Quit asking me if i wash them or not. I wash them all!
• Pat: If you want them all, why didn't you use the hair dryer?
• Stan: Come on. It's just a dryer to dry on clothes like pants.
• Pat: It's not just any dryer that can dry on a certain wear.
• Stan: You know what? I'm not going to do all of this. You set up the clothes for yourself.
• Pat: What? I can't do all of this in one minute.
• Stan: Pat, it's so easy. You have to set up all the clothes by folding them in style. It's not that hard like digging in the dirt when planting flowers.
• Pat: Well, we stopped plating flowers after they were wiped all out following a deadly hurricane in our state in 2007.
• Stan: Well this sucks. I'm going to look at the calendar on what day it is today. I better see you set up the clothes nice and neat or else, you're not having a banana shake tonight.
• Pat: Don't you think about pushing for a water cleaning program.
• Stan: Okay, let me see what's today on the calendar? May 31st. Well that was yesterday. Let's go to the next day. *flip a page to see the month of June* June, it is. So now, we're on June 1st. Hold it! Pat, do you know what's today it is?
• Pat: Time for you to take a bath and run around the streets?
• Stan: No. Today is our vacation!
• Pat: Vacation! But where?
• Stan: Oh wait, we forget to tell Timon and Pumbaa about this.
• Pat: We planned our first anniversary together to go on vacation to Tropical Superior like we planned three weeks ago. It's the moment we all have been waiting for. Today is our month to go on vacation for our first anniversary after saving the world two times from threats.
• Stan: We need to pick them up right away.
• Pat: We'll go right to Professor Chi-Chi's lab and bring them over.
• Stan: Today's the day. This is the part where we go on vacation. Let's go pick up our wild boys.

(Pat and Stan left their house as they walk to Professor Chi-Chi's house in the lab room where Chi-Chi is seen creating a microwave with a timer)

• Chi-Chi: Alright. Once i get the microwave going, i will get to heat up all the frozen food i want to eat forever and ever! This is why i don't have to stop by Stuart's house just to prepare food for the two of us. Oh boy, this is going to be a blast than cooking with a stove. *hear a door knock* The door is open. You may come in.
• Pat: *open the door* Hey there Chi-Chi, looking good on the newly made microwave.
• Stan: How did breakfast did for you? Did you make sausages with eggs on top? Like sausage eggs?
• Chi-Chi: I just built it. Soon, it will be ready so i can heat up my food without going to your house to heat up a taco roll for lunch.
• Pat: It's a new month and today is our vacation.
• Chi-Chi: You're going on vacation? Why not me? I wanna come to.
• Stan: No Chi-Chi. It's our first anniversary with Timon and Pumbaa. We're suppose to go to Tropical Superior for vacation.
• Chi-Chi: Oh, i see what you mean. Do you want me to go pick up Timon and Pumbaa from the jungle?
• Pat: We'll just open a portal and they'll jump in the lab to catch up with us.
• Stan: That's fine by us.
• Chi-Chi: Great. I'll go bring in my cube and bring them over with a portal.
• Pat: We should do that.
• Stan: It's not a problem for us. It's a privilege.
• Chi-Chi: I'm going to bring them right now. *bring the Dimensional Cube 3000 and press the button to open a portal to the jungle*

(Back at the jungle, Timon and Pumbaa are walking in the path during their daily walk)

• Timon: Pumbaa, does it feel like walking on a morning basic exercise?
• Pumbaa: We were suppose to catch up with Pat and Stan.
• Timon: Oh right. We got a vacation going on in our hands.
• Pumbaa: It was planned weeks ago. Now it's finally happening.
• Timon: I can't wait for Tropical Superior. We get to ride on water slides, eat food and party with all the party animals on Earth.
• Pumbaa: I hope they make a nice fresh salad on the buffet bar. Also, a drink of watermelon for a warthog's body.

(A portal open up in front of Timon and Pumbaa from walking in the path of the jungle)

• Timon: Look, a hole.
• Pumbaa: I see Professor Chi-Chi on the hole.
• Timon: That gotta be Pat and Stan's world.
• Pumbaa: Oh boy, let's go in.

(Timon and Pumbaa enter the portal to Professor Chi-Chi's lab as they arrive, greeting Pat, Stan and Chi-Chi)

• Chi-Chi: Welcome back.
• Pat: Timon.
• Stan: Pumbaa.
• Timon: Hey hey hey, we're here.
• Pat: I never knew you were going to make it.
• Timon: We're here, just to let you know.
• Pumbaa: We got a vacation to catch up.
• Stan: I can't wait for the very moment to come.
• Pat: Tropical Superior is in the air.
• Chi-Chi: Why would you ever wanted to go to Tropical Superior? You should have gone into some better vacation places like Seven Flags.
• Timon: What? We choose to go to Tropical Superior for our anniversary vacation.
• Chi-Chi: I see your point. I was giving you options for places to go for vacation.
• Pat: Oh, you name it. We got the whole day to relax before we start going on vacation.
• Stan: You know how well these guys done from last year.
• Timon: You know us. We beat Pimon and Tumbaa from taking over the world with evil meerkats alike and we saved the whole world from Brutox and his fellow meerkat friend trying to take over the continent.
• Pumbaa: At least, the meerkat changed his ways to move on to another meerkat colony.
• Chi-Chi: You'll be long way gone from here when you leave for Tropical Superior.
• Stan: How long we're going to stay for vacation for?
• Pat: We almost stayed like the whole month. But, we're going to go for a week vacation. But could changed depending on how many days in a week.
• Timon: You're in hot shot.
• Chi-Chi: Who want to see my test of my newly made microwave?
• Pumbaa: Eh, why not?
• Chi-Chi: *place a sandwich on the microwave* Good. Let me test this sandwich out. *press the button to heat up the microwave* It's working just fine. Perfect timing. Ooh.
• Timon: Can you heat up metal?
• Chi-Chi: No. Are you crazy? The whole house is going to blow up and we'll be dead in 30 seconds. *see the sandwich heated up* Great. Now it's ready. *take the sandwich out of the microwave* A great lettuce and cheese sandwich in the making. I made it myself. *eat the sandwich* Yum. Does it hold a bite to make the cheese go inside?
• Timon: I would rather eat a cheeseburger with fries.
• Pumbaa: Bring me the onion rings.
• Chi-Chi: Thank you for watching the test. I hope you have fun playing outside.
• Pat: Our day is fully waiting for us to rock and roll.
• Stan: Any day now.
• Pat: I'm ready to go outside like a wild animal.
• Timon: It's the top of the egg.
• Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata!
• Chi-Chi: I'm making another sandwich.

(The background song "Gone" by JR JR plays as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan run outside and play around in the park. Timon is seen throwing rocks in the pond as Pumbaa, Pat and Stan do the same thing as Timon did in the pond. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan make sand castles in the sandbox. One of them has towers as the other with the whole castle. Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan walk up the hill as they roll over together and made it to the bottom, laughing about their fun times together. The background song end as the gang return to the house to chill.)

• Pat: That was fun. We can do it again.
• Stan: I never get tired of having fun.
• Timon: We did a lot of fun. I made the biggest sand castle in the world.
• Pumbaa: Imagine if we add in a lot of grubs on the sand castles? The grubs will be flying for a little war.
• Timon: I don't think the world would like grubs on their sand castles, Pumbaa.
• Pumbaa: Why not? They eat chicken and cow for lunch.
• Pat: Predators, you know why i hate them so much.
• Stan: They'll be hunting like hunters.
• Pat: There have always been hunters for life, Stan.
• Stan: I got hit by a bulldog bully all the way back in high school.
• Timon: Guys, whoa. Hold it. I don't wanna talk about threats right now. We need to plan our vacation.
• Pat: We forgot. We got a vacation trip to catch up.
• Pumbaa: Do you think we're going to bring the whole neighborhood on the go?
• Stan: It's only the four of us. All of them would be a risk to carry them over for one day. Also, i don't wanna waste a lot of money on gas.
• Pat: And we will gotta pay our taxes and bills to live.
• Timon: How do you guys make money?
• Stan: We have jobs at Professor Chi-Chi's. We build his inventions to sell and paid us like a hundred.
• Pat: Professor Chi-Chi is so famous that, it is a honor to work for him and is the richest scientist in the world.
• Stan: We're never going to be broke and live under the bridge with the poor animals.
• Pumbaa: We been out worry.
• Timon: Me and Pumbaa first met by running in the wild, then went through a adventure to look for the jungle we always wanted to go.
• Pat: And that's why, you're still living.
• Stan: You're staying in caution.
• Timon: Once we go on vacation, the house is going to be just fine as a cave rock.
• Stan: Wait. What happen if a robber or theft come in to break into the house? That is going to cause us bucks.
• Pat: Oh no. I don't want the house to be stolen like taking away civil rights.
• Stan: We got our civil rights on us. I may suggest buying a AI to keep the house under control.
• Pat: No. Don't you dare buy another one of those non-trusted AI. Last time when we were suppose to go on vacation, we were locked in for a month!
• Stan: That's because, you went to grab a banana and lock us here without fresh air!
• Pat: It's not the lasers' fault that i was the theft. It was the AI pyramid!
• Stan: Don't blame the AI's power. Blame the company that made the devices to control everything like hacking into a video game system.
• Pat: Why won't you hire a maid to do all the working? I'm pretty sure she's going to keep the house under control better than a robot or a machine.
• Stan: First of all, a maid can't come when we're not here. Second, we're leaving! I need to bring in another AI to keep in charge of the place to avoid criminals breaking in. I'm buying in another High-Tech Alarm to control the house while we're gone.
• Pat: No! Don't buy another one! That is going to make us stuck for another month!
• Timon: Why do you have to whine like it's the end of the universe?
• Pumbaa: You act like it's the end of the day, Pat.
• Stan: Don't worry. Everybody calm down. This is the only AI device i can only trust.
• Pat: Why can't you buy IRobot? They can clean with nice fresh vacuums.
• Stan: Ha! What kind of those clean the house like they doesn't exist? They're small! Sorry Pat, you are the grand prize winner. I'm going to buy a new High-Tech Alarm to secure the house while we're gone.
• Pat: *gulp* Oh. No.
• Timon: Uh oh, who gotta use the potty before the restroom?
• Pat: Aw. *fell down*

(Stan goes on his computer to search on a website like eBay as he search for a list of High-Tech Alarms on the site with his friends watching)

• Stan: I'm now looking up for a new High-Tech Alarm.
• Pat: Why do you have to waste money on one of those dumb devices? Everyone hated those.
• Stan: I'm giving it a second chance. You don't know that second tries exist, right?
• Pat: Then i knew i almost made it to the basketball team through ninth grade.
• Stan: I promise to set the alarm on maximum like i did to the other one.
• Pumbaa: Like Gumbo soup!
• Timon: Why are we going to do on the computer for? Go on ZooTube and see a bunch of funny videos like a fat hippo falling through a pool?
• Stan: No. We're not doing any of that funny stuff today. I hope we can look them up through the computer room in Tropical Superior. I'm pretty sure they have a plenty of seats for us to use.
• Pat: What about the movies? They have a movie theater room as well.
• Stan: That's in the down town area. They have a lot of movie channels to watch in the hotel room's TVs.
• Pat: Are they paid, like real money?
• Stan: It's free. Like buy one, get one free at a supermarket.
• Timon: Do they have bugs on the menu?
• Stan: No. They got pizza and fries. You gotta eat like us, not wild animals eating dirt on the ground, Timon.
• Timon: Uh, okay. I follow their way of eating.
• Pumbaa: Are we going safety smart on the trip?
• Stan: Yes. That's wild about safety, my real friend.
• Pumbaa: No doubt about it.
• Stan: There it is! I found it. Shaped as a futuristic pyramid.
• Pat: Boo! It's going to lock us in.
• Timon: I think the High-Tech Alarm is going to do pretty fine.
• Pumbaa: Don't you think guys? Pat? Stan? Timon?
• Timon: I heard you.
• Pumbaa: Are we running late?
• Stan: No. We got time to go, except when it's night and they're not going to let everyone in until tomorrow.
• Pat: Hey, they let people in at night. What's the point?
• Stan: It's their rules, not the others. It cost $4.99 to purchase.
• Pat: Out of stock. The end. Let's go!
• Stan: Oh, there's one more.
• Pat: *facepalm* D'oh!
• Stan: This computer got the access to control everything in the house. Also, it got a nice accent and not a single attitude like a madmen. Press to purchase. *use the mouse to click on he purchase button* Use a credit card. *type in his credit card as he submit the code* Alright. It's going to be shipping in our house in less that a hour cause their vehicles are faster than rockets.
• Pat: Son of a biscuit!
• Timon: Ha! It's now going into the house.
• Pumbaa: Now with the alarm arriving, we can go on vacation, for real!
• Stan: We can't leave without the alarm. No one is going to know that we're gone. I have to set up the alarm before we can go to Tropical Superior.
• Pat: Why do we have to wait for an hour for you to buy a stupid alarm electronic? I'm tried of waiting!
• Stan: Pat, when did the last time you overreact to something? May 15, 2014 over a can of green beans. And second, we got the whole day to relax.
• Pat: When we leave, tell Chi-Chi to control the house. I'm pretty sure he'll do a better job than that little pyramid toy with no knowledge like a old crocodile.
• Stan: Why won't you ask? Chi-Chi ain't going nowhere, but his science expo on virtual.
• Pat: Aw man. I feel like something bad could happen to us next.
• Timon: Don't worry Pat. I think everything is going to be alright. We got an hour to enjoy fun before the alarm comes.
• Pat: Okay. I think i'm going to give the alarm a second chance. If not, we're going to sue the company behind the alarm.
• Stan: I know what you're thinking Pat. I got your Pat.
• Pat: Ain't no alarm is going to stop on us.
• Pumbaa: I can't wait for the real experience.
• Timon: It's just getting ready.
• Stan: Let's go set up our bags.
• Timon: Here we go!

(The background song "Do Your Thing" by Basement Jaxx plays as Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan set up the bags in the house. Timon take out the clothes and put them in the bag while the others pack up a few equipments in the bags.)

• Timon: My god. What's with the rags?
• Pat: They're clothes. We wear them to avoid getting sunburn.
• Timon: I mean, we never wear clothes in our world. Why you guys wear them? I never seen you wearing them in the house.
• Stan: If we're a fan, we keep them on like cheering for our favorite superheroes.
• Pumbaa: Or a cup of ice cream.
• Pat: Wow, nice.

(In the basement, Timon grab a paddle stick as Pat hold one with a paddle ball)

• Timon: Hey Pat, why don't you say, we'll play paddle ball together.
• Pat: We'll go for it.
• Stan: I'm rooting for you Pat.
• Pat: *throw the ball*
• Timon: Swing! *use the paddle stick to hit the ball as Pat do the same thing*
• Pumbaa: Go Timon, go.
• Stan: Game on!
• Pat: I'm just getting the hang of it.
• Timon: *miss over the ball* Darn it. I was almost there.
• Pat: Nice try Timon. We'll save it for the real game in the tennis court.
• Timon: First tries are always the best. You keep on growing like making coins.

(Back in the living room, Timon tries to push over the clothes on the bag)

• Timon: Come on, come on. Just fit in already. I can't hold it any longer. I'm losing it!
• Pat: You don't know the basic about closing. Let me try. *use the zipper to close the bag with the clothes*
• Timon: Thank you! I didn't know we can use a metal pin to close the bag.
• Pat: It's called a zipper.
• Stan: Like sipping into a straw on a drink.
• Pumbaa: I drink the whole apple juice two months ago.
• Pat: Let's go say hi to our neighbors before we leave.
• Timon: I knew, they're gonna miss us for a few days. Even the Pride Lands too.

(The gang went outside to see Stuart mowing the grass with a mower)

• Timon: Hey Stuart.
• Stuart: Heya. It's the start of June.
• Pat: Guess what Stuart? We're going on vacation.
• Stuart: Oh cool. Where?
• Stan: It's our first anniversary. We're going to Tropical Superior to cherish the fun of our lives.
• Stuart: What it is like?
• Pumbaa: It got slides, food, party rooms and a lot of fun out there. We're going to have a blast like we did at Funkytown.
• Stuart: That's great. I never been to a actual vacation place ever since 2010. *snore*
• Pat: Stuart, the mower.
• Stuart: *wake up* Whoa! Gotta keep up.
• Timon: You know when mowing is always a great idea to cut off the grass to make room.
• Pumbaa: Just like gardening. *laugh with his friends*

(The gang take a look at Emily's house as Emily prepare the muffins on the stove)

• Emily: Welcome. Come on in.
• Timon: Are those muffins?
• Emily: Yes. How do you like them?
• Timon: Sweet and cute.
• Pumbaa: And yummy.
• Pat: Emily, just to let you know that we're going to be gone for a few days because, it's our first anniversary!
• Emily Oh cool. You even get to go on your first vacation with them.
• Stan: It's going to be a fun one.
• Emily: Tell me about all the cool places when you guys come back.
• Pat: We'll let you know.
• Timon: We'll be back with surprises.

(Stephanie is at her living room, painting a picture of a lion knight fighting a griffin as the gang stop by to say hello)

• Timon: Good day Stephanie.
• Stephanie: Hello. Are you going on a field trip or something?
• Pat: We're going to Tropical Superior for vacation.
• Stephanie: Oh, that's so cool. Save me some bagel bites when you come back.
• Stan: What? They don't give you food boxes to place in leftovers.
• Stephanie: Never mind. I hope you have a good time there.
• Pumbaa: Always a pleasure meeting you.
• Stephanie: Love you all.
• Everyone: All. *make Stephanie feel cute*

(The gang hang out at Lili's garden where the bunnies are placing the carrots on the holes)

• Timon: What's digging Lili?
• Lili: Nothing much. Just doing some garden work as always.
• Momo: *jump around the place*
• Pumbaa: Today is our vacation.
• Lili: You guys said that weeks ago. You're really going on vacation?
• Stan: Yes. Today's the day.
• Pat: We're going to rock and roll with the pools.
• Lili: I hope you enjoy all the fun like going on slides and swinging around ropes in the game area.
• Aunt Martha: *came by as she stop the car* Who's going on their first anniversary vacation?
• Pat: Aunt Martha?
• Stan: What are you doing here?
• Aunt Martha: Congratulations, you're going to Tropical Superior on your first anniversary vacation.
• Timon: How do you know? What did we do?
• Aunt Martha: Oh, i just wanted to stop by and say hello before you leave.
• Timon: We'll be looking for good luck all along since our first time here.
• Pumbaa: I gotta keep strong for Tropical Superior.
• Aunt Martha: I am going to miss you all when you're gone for vacation. See you in the next few weeks. Give us a call when you come back.
• Pat: We'll let you know.
• Aunt Martha: Okay then. See you all later. Going to grab a footlong sandwich at Subway. *drive and leave the neighborhood*
• Lili: Stay safe on the go. Do not talk to strangers during vacation.
• Timon: Unless they ask where to find a place.
• Lili: Just don't. I'm telling you.
• Timon: Okay. I get it.
• Pumbaa: Thanks for the tip.
• Pat: We're just going to relax ourselves on the sofa, see you later.
• Lili: Goodbye. Have fun on your trip.
• Stan: I can't wait for the moment to come.
• Pat: I've been hyping up since the first plan.

(The background song ends as the gang return to the house, relaxing themselves on the sofa)

• Pat: Ah, yeah.
• Stan: We did so much fun together with a lot of packing.
• Timon: I'm exhausted.
• Pumbaa: Me too. I feel stuffed as ham.
• Timon: Pumbaa, you are made of ham. You're a pig.
• Pumbaa: Oh. I thought i was made of bacon strips.
• Timon: It's just one of those days.
• Stan: *hear a door bell* It's here.
• Pat: Who's here? Stephanie?
• Stan: No. It's coming this way. Woo hoo. The alarm has arrived. *walk to the door and open it* Hello. How may i help you?
• 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*
• Stan: Oh boy, let's start this alarm up.
• Pat: It's a nightmare. A real nightmare.
• Timon: Lucky for you.
• Pumbaa: You got a prize.

(Stan set up the High-Tech Alarm on the computer with the gang watching as the High-Tech Alarm is turned on with the computer screen changing to the camera screen where all the cameras are shown)

• Stan: Eureka.
• Timon: You set all the cameras up?
• Stan: I set them all up prior to the buyout.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Hello. I am the High-Tech Alarm, a AI device system that allow you to control everything in the house. What is your name?
• Stan: I am your boss. Stan. Also, Mr. Stanley.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Mr. Stanley, you brought me here to work.
• Pat: I got a bad feeling about this.
• Timon: Relax. He's not going to bite you.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I may be up for some intersect set up. But, what can i do for you Mr. Stanley?
• Stan: High-Tech Alarm. I got some friends you would like to meet. This is Timon, Pumbaa and Pat.
• Pumbaa: Nice to see you, pyramid head.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I am not a pyramid. I am a Artificial intelligence.
• Pumbaa: Well, your system is shaped as one.
• High-Tech Alarm: Ha ha. Very funny, i'm digitally made of power and bits.
• Stan: Like a hologram. Guess what? We're going on vacation to Tropical Superior.
• High-Tech Alarm: Ah. You're going on vacation. I see.
• Pat: I'm going to destroy you than last time!
• Stan: No Pat. It's not the same alarm we destroy. It's another one of these.
• Pat: So you're saying, it's not the same alarm we had before. Is it more like a clone?
• Stan: Yes it is. A clone, like a double pack.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Ahem! I'm waiting.
• Stan: High-Tech, make sure you secure everything in the place. The bathrooms, the windows, the doors and everything except the back door which is the garage cause, we're leaving.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Okay. As i requested to do so.
• Stan: Wait. Before you can do that, let me have my friends pack our bags in the car. Guys, go pack the bags in the car.
• Timon: Yes Mr. Stan. We'll do what you always asked to do.
• Stan: And i mean it. Don't sit through your butts on the sofa.
• Pat: Up we go.

(Timon, Pumbaa and Pat set up their bags and place them on the car as they wait)

• Timon: We got the bags on the car.
• Pat: Trust me, i believe we're going to be trapped again.
• Pumbaa: But how? It's not a prison, it's a house.
• Pat: A house? I wouldn't mind staying on a virus pandemic for two years.

(Stan keep control of the High-Tech Alarm in the computer)

• Stan: They're all seated in the car. Prepare the lasers.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Bon voyage Stan. *prepare the lasers and scan Stan*
• Stan: Alright. Now secured and safe like a flu shot. Good luck bashing those criminals while we're gone. By the way, your level is on maxium.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* At your service Stanley.

(Stan went to the garage as he sit on the car with Timon, Pumbaa and Pat, getting ready to go on vacation)

• Timon: What took you so long? Are you on a sugar rush?
• Stan: It's just fast. Like real fast.
• Pat: I'm not trying to slow you down. We gotta go.
• Pumbaa: I'm about time to go on vacation!
• Everyone: Woo!
• Timon: Don't tell me we're really trapped just by now.
• Stan: Oh no. The house isn't really secured just yet. Hey High-Tech, secure the place and open the garage.
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* You may proceed. *secure the house as the everything is locked with the garage door open*
• Timon: It's like taking a airplane to fly.
• Pat: Woo hoo! It is time to start the day!
• Stan: For vacation!
• Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata!
• Timon: *hold his tummy* Oh, oh.
• Pat: Are you going to pass gas?
• Timon: Oh no. I have to use the rest stop!
• Stan: Why didn't you go earlier before packing? Just make it quick. Watch out for the lasers below and do not make a singe fail before something bad could happen to us.
• Timon: Okay. I'll do my best. *leave the garage and see the lasers blocking* Holy grub. That's a lot of lasers sticking together. Let me do some jump skills, like a ninja. *act like a ninja to jump to avoid the lasers*
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* I haven't seen a single heist from here.
• Pat: Is Timon gonna fall and block us all?
• Stan: Don't worry. He got this.
• Pumbaa: He just gonna take his time.
• 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.

(Stan and Pumbaa enter the living room to check on Timon and Pat)

• Stan: Well well well fat boys. What kind of mistake lead you to touch on the lasers.
• Timon: I'm sorry! I didn't look!
• Pat: I was in the way. I was sorry.
• Pumbaa: And now, we're all trapped into your own house. Thanks to that stupid toy we never asked to buy, Stan. These guys were right, but not you.
• Stan: What did i do to deserve this?
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* Ah ha. So you standing next to the two thieves that lead to your trap.
• Timon: Grrrr!! This is your fault Pat.
• Pat: You started it first!
• Timon: You son of a grub! You shouldn't leave your position on where you have to be.
• Pat: Never judge a hippo by it's look!
• Pumbaa: Stop fighting! We had enough of this fight talk.
• Stan: How are we going to get out of there? Should we take one extra day to redeem ourselves?
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* No one is going anywhere. It's one of you guys faults. Sorry, but sorry. I can't help you with anything unless you ask permission first.
• Timon: May i go to the bathroom while Pat go grab the banana?
• High-Tech Alarm: *voice* No. It's too late. You blew it. This is your trap. Right here on this lockdown.
• Timon: I can't believe it.
• Pumbaa: What are we going to do now? Sit here and do nothing?
• Stan: We're going to take a break from here.
• Pat: It's a very bad feeling. I hate being stuck at home!
• Timon: Oh crud...

(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan lead to their fates being trapped at home after a big mistake which lead them to be locked up in the house, controlled by the High-Tech Alarm)

THE END