The Lion King 2½: Timon's Colony (Chapter 9)

Chapter 9 is the ninth chapter of The Lion King 2½: Timon's Colony by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "The Fight With the Outsiders".

Plot[]

(Back at Pride Rock, Timon and Pumbaa are still standing in the edge, disappointed after the exile of Kovu which lead to an argument)

Timon: Oh Kovu, what a kid. He'll never learn to be a Pride Lander.
Pumbaa: If Kovu is an Outsider, he should always stay as a Outsider in the first place.
Timon: That is the point we're making! Let Kovu be an Outsider and let Simba be an Pride Lander.
Pumbaa: Well Simba is our humble king after all. We never ever betray him in life.
Timon: I would never betray the grubs in all my life of eating in the jungle anyways.
Pumbaa: Timon, look! Kiara is having an argument with Simba!
Simba: I know he's following in Scar's pawprints... and I must follow in my father's.
Kiara: You will never be Mufasa!
Timon: *see Simba stung and Kiara breaking down to tears while running off* Oh no, what happen!
Pumbaa: Kiara is leaving again!
Timon: You got to be kidding me. Now that Kovu is exiled, Kiara is trying to escape to see Kovu?!
Pumbaa: First Kovu's gone, and now Kiara's gone. What's next? Getting kicked out of the Pride Lands?
Timon: We always lose her when she run off like this!
Pumbaa: This is your fault!
Timon: It's not my fault for making her go again. We haven't done anything yet!
Pumbaa: You were suppose to block her. I'm not doing anything for you in terms of treating me like a student!
Timon: I am never going to give you grubs ever again in my life! Never ever!
Pumbaa: And I'm not sharing some of my grubs to you no more! Not when losing Kiara for the tenth time.
Timon: It been like a hundred.
Pumbaa: And a thousand.
Zazu: *show up* Guys! Why are you all fighting?! We can hear your complaints from the bottom!
Timon: You didn't give me a grub cake for my birthday!
Pumbaa: And why didn't you give up all the gummy grubs over the crunchy ones back at the jungle?
Zazu: Boys! I am sick of you fighting. Can't you see we're a little disappointed right now. The Pride Lands is upset and the animals are upset. If you wanna go complain somewhere, go complain in your room or something.
Timon: Fine. *to Pumbaa while talking* Then there goes the hornbill that almost kick us right out of the rock.
Pumbaa: You screwed everything up and that's not what a leader should do in a colony.
Zazu: *annoyed* Oh brother. Oh lord. Help me.

(Timon and Pumbaa head over to their room and complain over Kiara by flipping over nest beds)

Timon: Oh, you screwed me off! You were suppose to watch her!
Pumbaa: Don't blame me. Blame on Simba!
Timon: How are we going to blame Simba when he's the king?!
Pumbaa: We could have blame it all on Nala.
Timon: Not even on Nala the queen.
Pumbaa: The grubs?
Timon: They're tiny! They won't even know what's going on or understand!
Pumbaa: And they die too fast cause, we eat them like worms!
Timon: Why don't you get a life.
Pumbaa: I already had a life!
Timon: Well you need a new one anyways!
Pumbaa: Don't screw me up!
Nala: *show up* Timon, Pumbaa!
Timon: What?!
Pumbaa: Not now Nala. We're busy right now. Also, we're a little upset on what happen.
Nala: Sorry to disturb you two. We have some visitors coming in the Pride Lands.
Timon: Oh no.
Pumbaa: Don't tell me that Kovu lion is back. You know he shouldn't come back after setting up Simba very bad.
Nala: Not Kovu. I think one of your friends was looking for you two.
Timon: My friends?
Pumbaa: Who are they? *he and Timon left the cave*

(Timon, Pumbaa and Nala emerge from the room as they walk down Pride Rock to see Ma, Uncle Max, Mody and Dacey searching in the grass)

Ma: Timon! Pumbaa!
Uncle Max: Where are you?
Pumbaa: Where is that noise coming from?
Nala: There!
Timon: Ma? Uncle Max?
Ma: Timon! *run to Timon and hug him*
Uncle Max: Oh, it's you! We found you two.
Ma: We've been looking all over you for seasons!
Timon: Guys, it's so good to see you all again. How is the jungle doing?
Ma: Pretty good. Everyone have been talking about you guys and how much we missed you a lot.
Mody: Yo, the fur look different on you.
Dacey: You're not wearing any dresses, are you?
Pumbaa: Nah.
Nala: Hey, nice seeing you all. Are you here to pick up your friends? And Timon?
Ma: Oh, no. He's not a kid anymore. We were visiting.
Uncle Max: Yeah. We have a vacation to set up with you guys.
Timon: Not now Uncle Max. Can't you see we're upset right now.
Mody: Upset? Why with the rough face?
Dacey: You look mad, don't you?
Pumbaa: We had a Outsider in our Pride Lands days ago. But glad we kick him out.
Ma: Ouch! Mind as well see Simba for a bit? I'd have a word with him.
Nala: Simba look pretty upset right now. I'm afraid he doesn't want to be talked to for a moment.
Ma: Oh. At least, you guys have a room set up, right?
Timon: Uh... ooh... ow... It's just stuff. Lots of stuff.
Ma: What stuff?
Pumbaa: Storage cause, we're moving.
Mody: You're relocating?! To what?
Timon: We're transfering to another rock.
Dacey: Ha ha. Very funny you two. You know there is only one Pride Rock and every lion has been living there since the very beginning.
Pumbaa: We're taking Pride Rock with us to the jungle!
Nala: Boys, stop fooling around and just show your family and friends where you live now.
Timon: But... we got something to tell you.
Nala: Hakuna Matata. It mean no worries. Just show them.
Timon: Fine! But they wouldn't like what we have done.
Ma: If it something important, we would love to see it.
Pumbaa: We can explain the truth.

(Timon and Pumbaa show Ma, Uncle Max, Mody and Dacey their room in much of everyone's shock with sticks all over the place)

Ma: Oh my. Crikey! What is that?!
Timon: We destroy our room.
Uncle Max: Why did you do that?! Did you just host a slumber party and invite all the party animals over to loot?!
Pumbaa: No because, our room is too small.
Mody: Too small? Why is that for?
Timon: It's a small freaking room! We'll tell you the truth why we did this!
Dacey: Maybe the old beds of yours were old and they're starting to stink is why you needed new ones.
Pumbaa: We lost Simba's kid again!
Ma: You lost the kid?!
Uncle Max: Isn't Simba's kid a daughter. Hmph! I heard all the news from Zazu when he was delivering all the leaf letters on the weekend on a Sunday night.
Timon: We did this because, you lost her like it's the end of the world.
Pumbaa: Simba drove Kovu away which also drove Kiara away too.
Timon: Why I have to deal with the fool like you?!
Pumbaa: I thought we were best friends and now, I'll regret it! I take it away from you!
Timon: This is all your fault that we didn't caught Kiara from running off like always!
Pumbaa: What are you? A manchild? You sleep with your own Ma and your pajamas all day long?
Timon: Stop making fun of me! I'm not a kid anymore!
Pumbaa: Ooh! He's a wacka lack baby! How about that?!
Timon: Oh you fatty. I'm gonna get rid of your juicy beats!
Pumbaa: Make me you fur-brain! *fight Timon*
Ma: Boys, boys, stop!
Uncle Max: What the heck is going on here?!
Timon: Stop it!
Pumbaa: Stop pinching me!
Timon: You're biting my head.
Pumbaa: Stop pulling my tail. Ooh, it hurts like a antenna of a bug.
Mody: Aw jeez. Why did we walk all the way here to see this?
Dacey: Boys will always be boys.
Timon: Stop tangling my fur!
Pumbaa: You don't even have long hair, pipsqeeak!
Timon: I am not a mouse!
Pumbaa: You're a rat!
Ma: Guys! Stop! Enough!
Timon: *stop fighting Pumbaa* What?
Pumbaa: Yeah Timon. You heard your mother.
Ma: Timon and Pumbaa. Why do you all have to fight over a lost child. Not even when they run off like that. It happen to Simba once when he run off from home and get caught by hyenas. I don't know why you two fight all the time over bad decisions and not pay attention. But this ruckus have to stop!
Timon: You heard her.
Pumbaa: You screwed a lot of everything more than creating history that effect Simba's life.
Uncle Max: You're making matters worse than this!
Ma: Boys, please have this talk somewhere else while we go clean your room.
Mody: Yeah. It's looking kinda a mess here.
Dacey: It's like you almost never clean your room at all and let the roaches in.
Timon: Pssst! Fine! We'll have this talk somewhere else.
Pumbaa: Sorry guys. I thought you were all going to see us for a brief visit until this moment ended up becoming a letdown for all of you.
Timon: Let's go Pumbaa! We'll talk more in the lion's den.
Pumbaa: Does it has to be the lion's den? I feel like the lions always get the features while we only get one.
Timon: You don't have to be a lion to live one over a rock!
Pumbaa: Then why do we sleep on a big bird nest then?
Ma: Oh Uncle Max. How are we going to clean all of this?
Uncle Max: Use a broom?
Mody: We'll pick up the pieces one by one.
Dacey: We'll sweep while we pick up some scraps.

(Timon and Pumbaa head out of their room while walking in Pride Rock, complaining ahead of a approaching storm)

Timon: Oh, can't you believe how many times we lost Kiara?!
Pumbaa: Uh... over nine thousand?
Timon: It feel more like ten thousand. You screw it all up!
Pumbaa: You screw it up first, even on the first time when we left Kiara out in the Outlands!
Timon: You made me miserable so much than what Kovu have to offer!
Pumbaa: Why do you always bring up Kovu when we talk in our conversations?!
Timon: Everything has to be about Kovu, everything has to be about Kiara, and everything has to be about us!
Pumbaa: Why is that?
Timon: I don't know. I heard there's a big thunderstorm coming. So let's talk while the rain is pouring.
Pumbaa: Okay. I'm still mad at you for everything you've done.

(As the thunderstorm pour down rain in the savannah, Timon and Pumbaa talk in a cave den of Pride Rock, still complaining and arguing over Kiara)

Timon: I'm getting sick of tired of you forgetting to look over her!
Pumbaa: You were the first chosen to watch over her! Simba picked you first, not me!
Timon: Oh, he also picked you too to watch her first!
Pumbaa: *walk with Timon* Every time we babysit her, she disappear like dust and cottens!!
Timon: I can't believe we lost her again. This is the eight thousandth time!
Pumbaa: Ooh!
Timon: I thought you were gonna watch her!
Pumbaa: Me? You were gonna watch her!
Timon: I thought you were gonna watch her!
Pumbaa: No, you were gonna watch her!
Timon: You were gonna watch her!
Pumbaa: Aah, watch this! *he leaps onto Timon*
Timon: Oww! Take that, you creepy warthog! Say it! Say it!
Pumbaa: Fat! Fat! Fatty fat fat! *he and Timon are all-out wrestling when Simba approaches*
Simba: *speaks as Timon and Pumbaa leap to their attention on him* What are you doing?
Timon: Good question! Now let me ask one.
Pumbaa: Hippo-thetically...
Timon: Very hypo-thetical, there's this guy...
Pumbaa: But he's not a lion...
Timon: No! No, he's not a lion... yeesh. *Simba is looking amused on him* Definitely not a lion. And, uh... uh... his daughter, um, say... vanished.
Simba: Kiara is gone?
Zazu: *flies into shot* Sire! The Outsiders are on the attack... heading this way! It's war!
Simba: Zazu! Find Kiara! We'll assemble the lionesses. Move! Now! *head out with Zazu*
Timon: *he and Pumbaa scream* Aaaahhhhh!!!!!
Pumbaa: Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!! The end is near!
Timon: Does he say war?!
Pumbaa: The Pride Lands is going on war! We're doomed!
Timon: I don't wanna die tonight!
Pumbaa: Me too! I'm too fat to get hurt!
Timon: This is our last straw. We could face death or survive on this!
Pumbaa: We gotta do what we gotta do.
Timon: Simba and Zazu's are right. There is a war going on. Come on.
Pumbaa: Let's go!

(As Timon and Pumbaa get out of the cave, Ma, Uncle Max, Mody and Dacey are still in Timon and Pumbaa's room as they cleaned everything up as well fixing the nest beds)

Ma: Shoot. We finally cleaned everything.
Uncle Max: Boy, that's gonna leave a mark on the spot.
Mody: We fixed the nests the way they look.
Dacey: Just like in memory.
Ma: Gosh, this is how their room should look like in the first place.
Uncle Max: A clean room with few details.
Mody: I would love to sleep in one of those beds.
Dacey: Me too.
Ma: *saw the Pride Landers leaving Pride Rock* Hey, what is going on outside?
Uncle Max: It's raining and why are they out during a storm?
Simba: *outside* Lioness, Zira and her Outsiders are striking into the Pride Lands! We'll gather together to confront her at the very end.
Ma: Guys, I heard Zira and her army of bad lions are in the Pride Lands. We should go help them stop Zira!
Uncle Max: I haven't heard that name for a long time. Zira must be stopped from destroying the Pride Lands.
Mody: I knew that name sounded familiar.
Dacey: It sound like bad news to me.
Ma: How are we going to get passed all this rain?
Uncle Max: I don't know. I don't wanna get sick by getting caught in the rain.
Mody: We need some protection in order to not get wet.
Dacey: How about this. *point at a big leaf*
Ma: A leaf to cover us up like an umbrella?
Uncle Max: Could have use a parashoot. But forget it.
Mody: Everyone grab on to the leaf and we'll make our way to the end of the world.
Dacey: *he and everyone hold on to the big leaf* It's in the same shape as a towel.
Ma: Make sure we stay as a group and no one get wet.
Uncle Max: Do not trip or fall.
Mody: I think we're good to go.
Dacey: *point to the straight direction* Make way and go!!

(As all the Pride Landers leave Pride Rock, Zira and her Outsiders are walking through a river as they cross the water, all muddy and reach through the path as they catch up with the Outsider Boys on the way)

Outsider Boy #1: Sorry master. We're late.
Zira: You're late! You're always late! Why didn't you catch up with these when we were attacking Simba earlier?
Outsider Boy #2: There were a lot of rocks on the way and some of them couldn't get pushed through.
Outsider Boy #3: Glad we got through all this rocky road in the highway.
Zira: You do know, we're striking by force to kill all the Pride Landers.
Outsider Boy #1: We're gonna attack the Pride Landers already?
Outsider Boy #2: Ho ho ho. It sound like fun!
Outsider Boy #3: Time to kill them up.
Zira: Make sure you boys spy on the fight while setting up a trap to kill that meerkat and warthog while our eyes is on Simba's pride.
Outsider Boy #1: Yes master. We won't fail you one last time.
Outsider Boy #2: C'mon boys! Finder helpers.
Outsider Boy #3: We'll sneak through while we spy on the duo!
Zira: Keep walking. The battlefield is near our desitincation.
Vitani: We're gonna do this for Nuka and Scar.

(A storm gathers as the two prides close on the field of battle; rain mats Simba's mane as he advances. Prey animals skitter away from between the advancing lions. Buzzards circle overhead as Timon and Pumbaa follow the pride as well)

Timon: It's raining water! Why are we doing this for?
Pumbaa: You know, a war is about to happen.
Timon: I feel like we're gonna be facing a clash in the middle of the wild.
Pumbaa: Boy, the lions sure do look mad as Zira's lioness.
Timon: There's always a bad feeling and it's the last stand.
Pumbaa: This is our finest hour. Whatever it takes, we'll always survive on this.

(Elsewhere, Ma, Uncle Max, Mody and Dacy hold a leaf towel while catching up on the storm as the four are slow on reaching their way to the battle due to all the water passing by the lakes)

Ma: Not the storm! Why the water always have to go up like this?
Uncle Max: Oh man. We're never gonna make it in time.
Mody: We're always late to everything! Why not take a turtle ride or something?
Dacey: We could have catch a hippo bus instead.
Ma: We don't drive Dacey. We crawl!
Uncle Max: Anyone remember the song we used to sing when we used to dig tunnels and quickly hide before the hyenas come?
Mody: Ooh, that!
Dacey: I remember!
Ma: Digga Tunnah everyone! While we hold on to the towel, we'll sing on our way to the fight!
Uncle Max: Oh yeah. All together now! *he and his gang sing* Digga tunnah. Dig digga tunnah.
Mody: Never gonna get wet on another tunnah.
Dacey: Digga tunnah. Swim me a tunnah.

(At the battlefield, the two prides face each other across the field; when all are assembled. Simba's pride and Zira's pride face each other as Timon and Pumbaa show up on the scene)

Timon: *narrate* Here we are Pumbaa. The final battle.
Pumbaa: *narrate* The main event.
Timon: *narrate* Who knew the battle is gonna end like this.
Pumbaa: *narrate* Oh, let's watch.
Timon: Oh, we got something on Zira.
Pumbaa: And she's gonna love it. *he and Timon moon the Outsiders with a sing-song* Nah nah nah nah nah nah! *laugh as Timon hop on him*
Zira: It's over, Simba! I have dreamed of nothing else for years!
Timon: Boy.. does she need a hobby.
Pumbaa: She really need to get a life. Start a job, form a new pride and live out on her own.
Timon: No no no. She already had a life. I think she's gonna move on and everything's gonna be just fine. *turn away from the scene as lightning flashes and thunder cracks as he winces* Or not!
Zira: Attack!
Timon: Oi! I was always wrong!
Pumbaa: You're right! You're always been a screw-loose.
Timon: I'm not a screw-loose anymore. I'm gonna fix some things, pay attention and fix what's wrong!
Pumbaa: Oh Timon! I never had a friend like me. You're smart!
Timon: The smart buttons are on. This means war!
Pumbaa: For the Pride Lands! *he and Timon follow the Pride Landers through speed and hit a full run as they go on war with the Outsiders with him battle crying by fighting the Outsiders* Yaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!
Timon: Yeah! Kick some butt! Whip some tail and bite some teeth!
Pumbaa: Timon, you have teeth!
Timon: Oh. Go for the eyes! Break their jaws. Push them down. Do what the Pride Lands say!
Pumbaa: That's the Pride Lands spirit!
Simba: *look at Timon and Pumbaa* Boys.
Timon: What is it Simba?
Pumbaa: Your majesty, we're under attack!
Simba: *embrace them and hug them* We're all in this together. No many how we survive, we will always be together.
Timon: We've been friends for so long.
Pumbaa: We raised you from the jungle and rank up to become the king of the rock.
Simba: Not just the rock. The whole pride. *stop hugging the boys* We got a fight to catch on. We'll talk later! *fight the Outsiders*
Timon: Go get them tiger. You can do it.
Pumbaa: He's a lion!
Timon: I know! What could possibly go wrong? *get scared by a Outsider' roar* Aah!
Pumbaa: Outsider!
Timon: Beat them up!
Pumbaa: Let me at em! *bump the Outsiders* Yeah! That's what I'm talking about! *push and bump every Outsider* Eat my hair! *get scared by a Outsider's roar* Ah! *hide with Timon on a rock while watching the battle* These guys are tough!
Timon: Eek! Even the ladies are more powerful in battle than men when preying for every other animal to kill!
Pumbaa: What do we do? What do we do?
Timon: There's only one thing we can do, Pumbaa: "When the going gets tough, the tough get going." That's our motto!
Pumbaa: I thought our motto was "Hakuna Matata"!
Timon: Pumbaa, stop living in the past! This is the sequel. We need a new motto!
Pumbaa: *he and Timon scream for battle* Yee-hah! *stopped short by a snarling lioness* Aggh!
Timon: Like I said: Let's get going! *turn back with Pumbaa and run*
Outsider #1: Get the meerkat and warthog!
Outsider #2: Lunch will be served!
Outsider #3: Our dinner getting away!
Outsider #4: This one's for the girls!

(Timon and Pumbaa are being chased by Outsiders as they passed by a bunch of rocks and run all over the path, reaching all the way to a wall)

Timon: This is it Pumbaa. The dead end!
Pumbaa: If I get eaten, I'll miss you.
Timon: Oh, I'll be eaten first and miss you!
Pumbaa: I want my mommy! *he and Timon get backed up against a wall, surrounded as he puts his face to the wall and covers his eyes*
Timon: *looks around, panicking, and finally sees a way out* Ha ha. *jumps up on Pumbaa's back, bends Pumbaa's tail, cocks it, and holds it like a gun* Don't anybody move! This thing's loaded. I'll let you have it! *make all the Outsiders shriek and turn tail, fleeing over the horizon* Yeah! Yeah... talk about your winds of war!
Pumbaa: We got them good.
Timon: Yeah! Bet these guys didn't know about a secret weapon of yours.
Pumbaa: And it bombs like a boom. *unleash his secret weapon and pass gass*
Timon: *pass gas* Oof, oof! That gotta stink! We brought it out too early!
Pumbaa: Damn! I should have done it at the whole battle.
Timon: Pumbaa, watch your langugue!
Pumbaa: Sorry. *see three Outsiders in shadows* What the?
Timon: Who the what in the where is that?
Outsider Boy #1: *emerge, revealing to be the Outsider Boys* Ha ha ha ha ha! Play time is over, meerkat and warthog!
Timon: Aaaaahhhh! It's the Outsider Boys!
Pumbaa: We gotta run for our lives!
Timon: Run! *he and Pumbaa run*
Outsider Boy #2: Don't let them escape!
Outsider Boy #3: Last call for dinner! *he and the boys chase after Timon and Pumbaa*

(Timon and Pumbaa run away from the Outsider Boys as they pass by rocks, trees and rock sharps as they trip over the edge as well getting surrounded by three Outsider Boys with no way out)

Outsider Boy #1: *laugh* Ah ha ha ha ha ha! You got nowhere to go now.
Outsider Boy #2: This is your last stand.
Outsider Boy #3: Get in the mouth!
Timon: No... no... no... It can't be them!
Pumbaa: Shucks! I used my whole secret weapon to the world!
Timon: Why use it too early when we just scared them out?!
Pumbaa: We probably didn't know the fight was a set-up before their arrival.
Outsider Boy #1: What are you going to do now, meerkat? Run away and never return?
Outsider Boy #2: You're in our lunch!
Outsider Boy #3: What you gonna do? Cry to your mommy?!
Timon: Um... um... um...? *get flashbacks of him as a kid getting bullied through childhood by getting teased on the tail as well facing off hyenas in the battle of Pride Rock and Simba hugging him and Pumbaa in the rain* No. Someone once said to me. When the going get tough, the tough gets going!
Outsider Boy #1: The what?!
Timon: It's pay back time! *jump and bite an Outsider's nose*
Outsider Boy #1: Aw! Stupid!
Pumbaa: *fight some Outsider Boys* Yee-haw!
Outsider Boy #2: Take that piggy! *scratch Pumbaa*
Pumbaa: Ow!
Outsider Boy #3: Oink oink oink! *push Pumbaa*
Pumbaa: I always stand up to bullies! *bump the Outsider Boys and knock them down*
Timon: Yeah Pumbaa! Kick your tails and throw mud on them! *throw mud at the Outsider Boys*
Outsider Boy #1: Yeoow!
Pumbaa: Timon, I don't take by hand. I'm a four-legger.
Timon: Oh, right.

(Back with Ma, Uncle Max, Mody and Dacey, they are still holding through a leaf towel while making their way to the battle)

Ma: The wind's getting stronger, we must hide through shelter.
Uncle Max: Through shelter?! But we're already almost there.
Mody: Not by any chance.
Dacey: I feel like we're getting blown away. *see a leaf towel flying away* Hey!
Ma: No! Come back here!
Uncle Max: No no no! Oh darny darn! We're soaked up wet!
Mody: We're gonna be sick now!
Dacey: How are we going to get to the battle by any chance?! *hear Timon's screaming* Did anyone hear that?
Ma: Timon! Oh Timon, my Timon! He's in trouble. We gotta save him!
Uncle Max: I saw him getting attacked by Outsiders with Pumbaa which means. The battle has already started!
Mody: We're late to the party. We gotta help them!
Dacey: Don't worry boys! We're coming to save ya!

(Ma's gang go after the battle as Timon and Pumbaa continue to fight the Outsider Boys in the edge)

Timon: *throw some rocks at a Outsider Boy* Eat that!
Outsider Boy #1: Grr...
Pumbaa: Eat that! *bump at a Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #2: Eee-yah!
Timon: Show your moves, *throw some mud at a Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #3: I can't see!
Pumbaa: There you have it! *bump at a Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #3: Darn it!
Timon: *huff and puff* It's over.
Pumbaa: Give it up. *breathe in*
Outsider Boy #1: Timon... Pumbaa... I know who you are. You work for that Simba king, right?
Timon: You know already?
Pumbaa: Why did you ask too late?
Outsider Boy #1: We were always ordered to kill you, right away! *about to kill the duo and interrupted by Ma's gang's arrival*
Ma: Stop!
Outsider Boy #1: What the what?
Uncle Max: Enough is enough!
Mody: Stop this battle right now this instance!
Timon: Guys, you came!
Pumbaa: Hope isn't lost too soon.
Dacey: Yeah right. We also cleaned your room as well. Next time, you're cleaning on your own when we're not around.
Outsider Boy #1: More meerkats?! Oh, you're breaking my paws now.
Outsider Boy #2: What's next? More warthogs?
Outsider Boy #3: Well there better not be any warthogs or we'll freak out!
Ma: We found you guys!
Uncle Max: Are you hurt? Are you guys alright?
Timon: Uncle Max, we're fine! We just had itches on our backs.
Pumbaa: And a lot of boo-boos on the heads.
Ma: Oh. *hug Timon* Give me a hug! Your Ma really need to see you for a bit!
Timon: Not again. Choking! Not breathing!
Uncle Max: *hug Pumbaa's legs* And you are the most favorite stinky warthog in the jungle.
Pumbaa: My legs! Ooh, it hurts and wanks up like a crab leg.
Uncle Max: *stop hugging Pumbaa's legs* Sorry about that.
Ma: *stop hugging Timon* Do what you have to do son.
Timon: I'm sounding like a lone ranger.
Outsider Boy #1: *open his claws* Any last words before you face your fate?
Mody: Oh jeez.
Dacey: This is not going to end well.
Timon: You boys need a new lesson.
Pumbaa: A very important lesson.
Outsider Boy #1: What kind of lesson?
Timon: What is wrong with you guys? Why do you always have to fight like this? You guys don't have to fight anymore! My father once told me that everything the light touches is our kingdom. Most people I know told me that we were the same. But they were not there for me anymore. I want you three to change for the better. Tell your Zira to change too. We can work together, help together and become one greater pride in the Pride Lands!
Outsider Boy #1: You know, hate and love don't mix together. *he and his boys laugh*
Outsider Boy #2: What kind of statement is that?!
Outsider Boy #3: Ha! It's like improving your hate with an attitude!
Timon: What? You don't like it? What did I do?
Pumbaa: *see the rain stopping* No more rain.
Ma: Oh Timon. Your ideas always worked by a mistake.
Outsider Boy #1: Ha! You got anything else to say, meerkat?!
Timon: Um. *watch the Outsiders turning their back on Zira and joining Simba's pride* Hey boys. The battle's over and they're all joining the Pride Landers. Maybe you'll join.
Uncle Max: Timon!
Outsider Boy #1: I don't believe in any of this! Now it is the time to fight! *go after Timon*
Ma: Timmy! Look out!
Timon: What?
Pumbaa: *block an Outsider Boy* Back off, creep!
Outsider Boy #1: Wipe them away!
Mody: This is for you, Old Fearless Buzz! *battle cry as he and his gang fight the Outsider Boys*
Dacey: *bite a Outsider Boy's leg* Err.
Outsider Boy #2: Ah! Get off me fur-brain! *shake his paw off Dacey*
Timon: Ma and Uncle Max, remember when we used to dig a hole to trap the hyenas? Let's do the same to the Outsider Boys.
Ma: We'll try.
Uncle Max: Let's get to digging! *he and Ma dig underground to create a trap*
Outsider Boy #1: *fight Pumbaa* Here piggy piggy piggy.
Pumbaa: Leave me alone! *hit an Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #2: What is wrong with you?!
Mody: Over here! *throw some mud at a Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #2: Hey!
Dacey: You forgot this! *throw some dirt at an Outsider Boy*
Outsider Boy #3: Ah! Not the dirt!
Dacey: Ha! You got tricked!
Timon: Another one bite the dust! *jump and bite an Outsider Boy's ear*
Outsider Boy #1: Aurgh! Not again!
Timon: Ah ha! Is that all you got?
Outsider Boy #1: No. But thank you for asking. *slap Timon*
Timon: Oof!

(Underground, Ma and Uncle Max create a huge tunnel trap while setting up sticks to make the tunnel still)

Ma: Just a few more sticks and we're done.
Uncle Max: *dig and sing* Digga tunnah. Dig digga tunnah!
Ma: Uncle Max, let me know when you reach to the end.
Uncle Max: Almost there!
Ma: Shoot. I knew the tunnel was going to be this short.
Uncle Max: Me neither. *make a hole with a view of the Gorge* Holy bird feathers! The skylight is looking bright!
Ma: Look perfect to start tripping down the tunnel.
Uncle Max: Make it work this time. Please for beg mercy!
Ma: Okay! Outsiders in the hole! *kick the sticks as they break down like dominos*
Uncle Max: *run out of the hole* It's gonna work like magic!

(While the meerkats and Pumbaa fight the Outsiders, they feel weak as one Outsider about to kill them until a hole traped them all, breaking the tunnel and tripping them all near to the end as one Outsider Boy is trapped while holding the wall)

Timon: Oh!
Pumbaa: Oof!
Mody: What was that?
Dacey: We almost died!
Outsider Boy #1: You almost got us killed!
Ma: It worked!
Uncle Max: Ma'am, it didn't make them fall. They're still standing!
Ma: What? *see the logs break to form a river* Guys, the river!
Timon: Not the river!
Pumbaa: No no no. Not the very dead end.
Outsider Boy #2: Quit wasting time and let's get them!
Outsider Boy #3: *holding on the wall* Help me! I can't get up! I'm stuck at the river!
Outsider Boy #2: No!
Outsider Boy #3: Look what you've done!
Timon: Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
Pumbaa: It was an accident.
Outsider Boy #1: You hurt others more than putting princess Kiara in trouble. Time to die! *try to kill Timon*
Mody: Stop!
Outsider Boy #1: Move out of the way, meerkat!
Mody: Stop fighting! Fighting in wars is a big mistake! No one should be fighting in the first place. Not even for a leader. We saw back there with your pride merging with Simba's. Maybe you can change and put the past behind us.
Outsider Boy #1: Nice try, meerkat. You just seal your fate. Move along!
Mody: Wait wait wait. I hear somebody's crying for help. We need to work together and stop this fighting! You don't wanna see one of your friends fall to their death, do you?
Outsider Boy #1: What? Why?
Outsider Boy #2: The meerkat is right. We have to stop this war. We need to work together and solve all of our problems. If our pride is merging with Simba's maybe we can help.
Outsider Boy #1: *resign* Fine. I was just messing with you all.
Mody: That's it? That's what you're gonna say in your apology?
Outsider Boy #3: Help me! The water's getting stronger!
Ma: I think your friend is in danger. We need to save him!
Outsider Boy #1: Right! Everyone hold on to your paws! *reach to his friend* Come on buddy. Give me your paw.
Outsider Boy #3: *hold on to his friend's paw and hear a crack* Oh no! Save yourselves!
Outsider Boy #1: The land's gonna break down. Save together!
Pumbaa: Hold on tight! *he hold on to an outsider as well the other outsider holding him*
Outsider Boy #2: A little help here?
Timon: All together now!
Dacey: We are family. Now pull! *he and the meerkats pull the Outsider Boys and Pumbaa out from falling and see the spot of the land fall apart* Woo!
Timon: We're saved!
Mody: Safe! Oh yeah!
Uncle Max: Safe safe safe!
Ma: You guys did it! We saved the people! I'm so proud of you guys.
Outsider Boy #1: *watch Zira falling off the edge and getting killed by a river and crushed by logs* Or not.
Pumbaa: Oof! Zira is death.
Timon: And thus, her journey has finally come to an end after a tragedy.
Outsider Boy #2: Oh Zira. What have you done? We're gonna miss you.
Outsider Boy #3: I guess Zira never let it go of her past.
Timon: We apologized and reformed. Friends and family forever.
Pumbaa: It's good to be back. Hey, why were you guys stalking on us the whole time.
Outsider Boy #1: There's something we need to say about you guys. When we first joined the Outsiders, it was rough. We were mistreated and brainwashed while trying to go after every animal in the Pride Lands. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for trying to kill you all.
Timon: It's okay. As long we stay together, we will put the past behind us and move on.
Pumbaa: When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
Outsider Boy #2: We're proud to call ourselves friends.
Outsider Boy #3: You guys are sweet and loyal to those of King Simba.
Ma: Well, welcome to the Pride Lands. Hope you make yourself at home in Pride Rock.
Uncle Max: You're not really going to eat us, are you?
Outsider Boy #1: Nope.
Mody: Thank goodness, we're okay.
Dacey: Who are you guys anyways?
Outsider Boy #1: The name's Amani.
Outsider Boy #2: I'm Daudi.
Outsider Boy #3: And I'm Jabari.
Timon: Amani, Daudi and Jabari. Nice to meet you. I'm Timon. He's Pumbaa, that's Mody and Dacey, and my Ma and Uncle Max.
Pumbaa: Hello.
Amani: You guys are fierce as lightning.
Daudi: It is a pleasure to see you all.
Jabari: You guys are one of a kind.
Timon: Well thanks again.
Pumbaa: Let's go catch up with the gang cause, they know that the battle is already over.
Ma: Feel like good times.
Uncle Max: Woo. Last one there is a broken nest.

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