Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's Christmas (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1 is the first chapter of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's Christmas written by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "Good Life".

Plot[]

(In the year 2026, Rafiki and Makini are at the Tree of Life, looking at the pictures of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's adventures in the Pride Lands)

Rafiki: Look at Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan. How they enjoyed their adventures in the Pride Lands.
Makini: They're great guys as the two are from another world.
Rafiki: Kiara is queen now. You are doing a great job on taking my place. I always keep coming back to check on you.
Makini: So where are you residing right now?
Rafiki: Ah, i have never been out worry for a while. I been relaxing at Hakuna Matata. You know, the jungle with no worries, a variety of grubs and the meerkats serving you delicious food in their village.
Makini: I bet the meerkats are worshipping you like a master. What is the jungle is like there?
Rafiki: Oh. They serve you fruits and grubs. It got a big paradise with a lot of love! It remind me a lot of Upendi where i used to take Kiara and Kovu to find love.
Makini: Where do i find love?
Rafiki: Oh, maybe someday. You will find love like the lions and meerkats do. But you gotta keep an eye on the Pride Lands cause, the world is always watching us like the Great Kings of the Past.
Makini: The Great Kings of the Past is always watching us from the clouds.
Chi-Chi: *show up* Well, well, well. I am smelling a bunch of cherry and blueberry around the jungle. Ah, it's you Rafiki and Makini. It seem that you are having a short talk together.
Rafiki: Professor Chi-Chi? How did you get in here?
Chi-Chi: I used the new portal systems to warp through your world and i suddenly end up going to your tree. Ooh, what's this? I didn't know you were a artist.
Rafiki: Don't touch. These are my paintings.
Chi-Chi: Paintings? What does the paintings represent?
Makini: They are memories.
Rafiki: Not just memories. These are celebrations we had in the Pride Lands. This is a drawing of the Kupatana Celebration, when everyone in the Pride Lands gathers in peace to watch the baobab flowers bloom.
Chi-Chi: Wow. I feel like i'm watching the flowers bloom on the Cherry Blossom festival.
Rafiki: We got more. This is when everyone in the Pride Lands celebrate Simba's birthday and have some meat!
Chi-Chi: You have meat as cake? You don't eat sweets?
Rafiki: Nah. Too much sugar. It makes you wanna hype your brain up.
Makini: Thanks for stopping by. Are you going to see King Simba for the upcoming New Year party?
Chi-Chi: Wait. Did i just see a picture of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan with a Christmas tree?
Rafiki: That was ten years ago. We had a Christmas celebration together.
Chi-Chi: Hey. I remember now. Can you tell a story when we used to celebrate Christmas in the Pride Lands when me, Pat, Stan and everyone from my world are around?
Rafiki: Oh sure. Long time ago, you came to our world to celebrate Christmas. Before that, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan were just kids, wishing upon a star before the very beginning of their first Christmas together.

(The story begin as we see a view of Pride Rock in daylight)

Rafiki: *narrate* This is Pride Rock. Majestic. So powerful. So... bizarrely named.
Chi-Chi: *stop the story* Wait wait wait, what are you talking about? You're suppose to go to the story of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan.
Rafiki: Oh sorry. I thought you told me to tell the events where Timon and Pumbaa first met.
Chi-Chi: No. I want when they have their first Christmas together when Pat and Stan are around.
Makini: Chi-Chi is right.
Rafiki: Oh, got it. I just want to tell you guys how their lives were back when they were kids. Then we will go to the Christmas story, okay?
Chi-Chi: Fine. I knew the opening with no sub-plot would be boring without a popcorn flick.
Rafiki: Okay. I'll go with the story then. *continue the story* Far far away. We pass through the lives of every animal living in the Pride Lands.

(Far away from the Pride Lands, we see a dry plain of low mounds of dirt, with a tumbleweed blowing across)

Rafiki: There. From Pride Rock to the pit of shame. This is the colony of the meerkats. They're so low on the food chain they're underground! But you don't have to take their word for it. I'll just let the fellow meerkats do the talking.
Meerkats: *chanting, nervously popping out of the ground*

What was that?!

What was what?! Shh!

What was that?!

Where? What?

Where? Where? Shh!

What was that?! Shh!

Quick, before the hyena come!

Meerkat Guard: *his guards are looking around in the rocks* Clear!

(The colony of meerkats all busily digging a network of tunnels, singing as they work as some land on ground to work through the cave tunnels)

Meerkats:

Digga tunnah,

Dig, digga tunnah

When you're done ya dig a bigga tunnah

Digga tunnah,

Dig, dig a tunnah

Quick, before the hyena come!

DIG!

Digga tunnah,

Dig, digga tunnah

You can dig and never get dunnah

Digga tunnah

Dig, digga tunnah

What was that?! *silence as they look from side to side, listening*

Quick, before the hyena come!

DIG!

Digga tunnah is what we do

Life's a tunnah we're diggin' through

Digga tunnah is what we sing

Digga tunnah is everything!

Mud and clay is a meerkat's friend

Always more around every bend *put the sticks on the ground as three of them pop out the ground to dance through the camera*

And when you get to your tunnah's end

Hallelujah! Let's dig again!

DIG!

Digga tunnah,

Dig, digga tunnah

When you're done ya dig a bigga tunnah.

Digga tunnah

dig dig a tunnah.

What was that?!*pause to listen*

Quick, before the hyena come!

DIG!

(While the meerkats are working, a series of cave paintings about Old Fearless Buzz is shown while a old meerkat is seen carrying rocks with others singing along)

Old Meerkat: Sing the ballad of Fearless Buzz.
Meerkats: Greatest meerkat there ever was.
Old Meerkat: Said no meerkat should have to hide.
Meerkats: Wiped his paws off and went outside.
Old Meerkat: Fought a fearsome hyena back.
Meerkats: Even till he was blue and black.
Old Meerkat: But forgot hyenas roam in a pack.
Meerkats: *pray for Buzz* Meerkat brave equals meerkat snack.

(The meerkats continue on digging tunnels and carrying rocks together for others to work)

Meerkats:

Digga tunnah,

Dig, digga tunnah

When you're done ya dig a bigga tunnah.

Digga tunnah

dig dig a tunnah.

What was that?! *pause to listen*

Quick, before the hyena come!

DIG!

(The meerkat pups are seen working in the muddy grounds as we see Timon as a pup along with all of his friends)

Mody: Get some digging. We got work to do.
Dacey: Move some rocks, make a tunnel for a landslide.
Mody: What is with all the mud?
Dacey: Who use mud? We have real work on the other side.
Mody: Mud ain't going to stop on us. Not even our feets.
Dacey: Come on man, just dig in.
Mody: I'll digga tunnah before the hyenas can dig in for food.
Timon: *trip over with a rock on his hands* Whoa.
Meerkat #1: Watch it Timon.
Meerkat #2: You be tripping for a new rock.
Meerkat #3: Go on.
Timon: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to screw you guys over.
Meerkat #4: How can i expect one of the worst tunnel diggers to be here.
Meekkat #1: Get over with it. Go dig somewhere else.
Timon: Uh, okay. I'll dig on my own side. *dig in his own side* Digga tunnah Timon. You're going to keep on digging before the hyenas come.
Mody: Are you sure Timon is not helping us?
Dacey: He got his own side. No need to complain about.
Mody: I hope anything bad doesn't happen to our underground side.
Timon: *dig a hole* Make a hole. That's it. It'll be more like a pipe line. There it is. *crack the hole* Uh oh. *fall over* Ah!

(While the meerkats are working on the sticks, Timon crash into a bunch of people as the sticks fell out with little water popping out from the holes)

Timon: Uh oh.
Meerkat #1: Timon!
Meerkat #2: We're working here.
Meerkat #3: What is wrong with you?
Meerkat #4: Get a tunnel hole for yourself.
Timon: I'm sorry everyone. I didn't mean it to happen.
Meerkat #1: Scam off.
Meerkat #2: Get a life.
Timon: *look to himself and kick the rocks*
Meerkats: *look at Timon walking off*

(At night, Ma and Timon's dad get off the hole to look everywhere for Timon)

Ma: Timon! Where are you?
Timon's dad: Here sonny boy. Your Uncle Max made from grub flakes for you.
Ma: Have you seen Timon anywhere?
Timon's dad: No. He's not somewhere around the jungle or anywhere.
Ma: We're not from the jungle. We live underground.
Timon's dad: He's not around the muds or the watering hole. He live far away from Pride Rock where the king lives.
Ma: There he is!
Timon's dad: That's just a tree.
Ma: No. Over there, he's sitting on that rock where the tree is standing.
Timon's dad: I'll go talk to him.
Ma: No. Let's do the talking with him.
Timon's dad: Alright. Next time, i'm going by myself.

(Timon is sitting on a rock as Ma and Timon's dad show up to comfort him)

Ma: Hey Timon, we have been looking all over for you for the whole day.
Timon: I never fit here.
Timon's dad: Yes you do Timon. Everyone likes you. Sometimes when you make mistakes, everyone will dislike your actions and you can't help it, right?
Timon: I could have help it myself.
Ma: Look at the bullies you made, don't think about them. Tell them to knock off and be the best Timon you can be.
Timon: I can't go out like that. Even Uncle Max is acting all grumpy about y digging skills.
Timon's dad: Uncle Max isn't going to turn your back on you. Look at the stars, the light touches where the great leaders are always watching.
Timon: When i grow up, i want to find a place where we don't have to dig tunnels and go off somewhere around the savannah.
Ma: A lot of animals have faced predators like us. Our main problem is the hyenas.
Timon: Hyenas, whatever. I'll beat them up like what Old Fearless Buzz did in the past.
Ma: No no no. You can't do that.
Timon's dad: They'll kill you right away.
Timon: If i was brave enough, i'll slam them right around the corner.
Timon's dad: You'll be just like your ancestors someday.
Ma: I can't wait to see you grow my boy.
Timon: *look at the stars* Wow, can you see that?
Timon's dad: That's a shooting star my son.
Ma: It wishes you the best of luck.
Timon: I wonder how the universe goes even with the stars flying. It wish me the best of luck.

(A shooting star is flying through the skies. The next morning, we see Pumbaa as a piglet, walking into the watering hole with a lot of animals going to drink some water in the pond.)

Pumbaa: Oh boy. I'm going to drink some water like a warthog.
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa, wait up.
Pumbaa's dad: You're slowing us down.
Pumbaa: Don't worry mom and dad, the watering hole is just around the corner.
Pumbaa's mom: Everyone take a turn on drinking.
Pumbaa: The water taste nice and is warm.

(The animals are drinking the water in the watering hole)

Zebra: Mmm mmm mmm, looking fresh.
Monkey: Taste just fine.
Giraffe: This is the perfect life.
Rhino: Sure is great.
Pumbaa: Oh boy. I can play in the water.
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa, where are you going?
Pumbaa: *walk around the water* Wee! Alright.
Pumbaa's dad: What are you doing kid?
Rhino: Hey, we're drinking here.
Monkey: Don't you got anywhere else to play in the water?
Pumbaa: No one can stop me. I'm tuff. I'll always be a warthog in the watering hole.
Hippo: He's going to blow, isn't it?
Zebra: Oh brother.
Pumbaa: *pass gas in the water* Uh oh?
Zebra: Oh god, what is that smell?
Giraffe: It's killing me.
Elephant: Let's get out of here!
Animals: *scream and run*
Pumbaa: Guys, come back!
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa, you made our friends go away.
Pumbaa's dad: You even ruined the water for everyone.
Pumbaa: I was just having fun.
Pumbaa's dad: Too bad Pumbaa. Now we have to find another watering hole for us to drink.
Pumbaa: *run off crying*
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa.
Pumbaa's dad: Don't cry. Where are you going?
Pumbaa: *hide in the bush* I don't fit in here.
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa, it's okay. It's just your gas problem.
Pumbaa: I can't help myself on keeping gas. I had a hard time being in crowds.
Pumbaa's dad: You'll always stand on crowds. There will always be animals walking around you.
Pumbaa: Not even the Circle of Life is going to accept it.
Pumbaa's mom: Pumbaa, we're warthogs. We're suppose to pass gas like every single warthog.
Pumbaa: I'm a pig.
Pumbaa's dad: We're all pigs. Look at us. *pass gas*
Pumbaa's mom: *pass gas* I knew you would be a gas beater.
Pumbaa's dad: Born to be a gas beater.
Pumbaa: *pass gas as the bush collapse* Hey, maybe i'm not the only gas beater around.
Pumbaa's mom: You'll always wish around the stars Pumbaa. We'll always love you.
Pumbaa's dad: What a unique piglet you are.
Pumbaa: Always going to stand my back on the big ones.
Pumbaa's mom: Be the very best as you can.
Pumbaa's dad: One day when you grow up, you'll be just like us.
Pumbaa: Always sure do. I would love to find a home for myself when i grow up.
Pumbaa's mom: That's great to know.
Pumbaa's dad: I hope we'll be there.
Pumbaa: Just as fine gas. *pass gas* Excuse me.

(In another world, Pat and Stan are seen as kids as they are seen playing with monkey ragdoll all over the living room)

Pat: I got the monkey.
Stan: Come back here.
Pat: What do you want? I got it first.
Stan: That's mine.
Pat: It's mine first.
Aunt Martha: Kids, what is going on here?
Pat: I got the ragdoll first.
Stan: He stole it from me.
Aunt Martha: Hey guys, do you not know what the meaning of sharing is?
Pat: Sharing others?
Stan: Love is caring as sharing is caring?
Aunt Martha: You two are right on that one. Pat, how long you have been playing with the ragdoll monkey for?
Pat: Uh? Like thirty minutes, eh?
Aunt Martha: That's a half-hour. now it's Stan turn. pat, give the ragdoll monkey to Stan.
Pat: Alright Stan, you win. *give the ragdoll monkey to Stan*
Stan: Oh boy. My favorite toy. *grab the ragdoll monkey and hug it* Thanks brother.
Pat: You're very welcome.
Aunt Martha: By the way, i made some meat pastries if you like. Also, the cheese and bacon is added.
Pat: Meat pastries!
Stan: Give us some!
Aunt Martha: Sit down for dinner if you like.
Pat: Oh boy. I'm starving.
Stan: Hit me up for a taco roll.
Pat: I hope it goes well with a burrito.

(Pat and Stan sit on the table to eat some meat pastries with Aunt Martha as the grape drinks as served on the cups)

Aunt Martha: Everyone deserve one.
Pat: *eat the meat pastry* Yummy.
Stan: Wise guy. *eat the pastry* I love it.
Aunt Martha: I hope you enjoyed my recipe. Next time, i'll try to make a pasta stew with macaroni, spaghetti, penne and all the other pastas added to the mix.
Pat: I would enjoy it much as spaghetti and meatballs.
Stan: And macaroni and cheese.
Aunt Martha: Don't eat too much of that pastry. I'll have some for tomorrow lunch.
Pat: This is the best Christmas wish ever.
Stan: It's just like tasting potato fries cakes on the cabin.
Aunt Martha: One day, you will be a fine great chef as me.
Pat: I hope we can take cooking class in high school.
Stan: My wish is to be the greatest chef i would ever be.
Aunt Martha: Be careful what you wished for. I wished to become a saleswoman once, but it turn out great by selling girl scouts cookies.
Pat: I'm in food heaven!
Stan: Ha ha ha, very funny of you Pat. I bet you would be living in a world full of salt and sugar.
Pat: I should have gone on a diet by now.
Stan: Lucky you. I'll call it a day.

(After dinner, Pat and Stan are in their room, looking at the window by watching the stars at night)

Pat: Do you think the Tooth Fairy exist Stan?
Stan: How do you know? It's just a Tooth Fairy.
Pat: I wonder what animal a Tooth Fairy could be. A butterfly?
Stan: Heck, you can say that again.
Pat: I wonder what Santa Claus would be like back in the ice when he deliver all the presents to the kids.
Stan: I wish for a blessing.
Pat: I wish for a new life back home.
Stan: Um, don't we already have a home?
Pat: We should get our own place together when we grow up.
Stan: That would be great. If we get our own place, we don't even have to stand Aunt Martha at all and get distracted with all the work while watching television.
Pat: Look at the stars. They must be falling.
Stan: They're shooting stars. What is wrong with you?
Pat: What does a shooting star do?
Stan: Do you know? They shoot around the stars and fly by you like a comet.
Pat: Ah. It's a whole big world out there.
Stan: The stars answer us in our dreams.
Pat: I wish upon a wishing star.
Stan: Ha. I'll be wishing on a wishing well then if i drop a penny into the water hole.
Pat: Are you serious about this?
Stan: Whatever.
Pat: Ah. One day, we'll get a new home on our own. *see the shooting star in the sky* Ooh, there it is!
Stan: I told you it was real.
Pat: I made a wish and it came true.
Stan: We predict everything.
Pat: Just like you said.

(Years later in December 2016 at the house that Pat and Stan now owns, Pat was reading all of his memories in the memory book with Stan, Timon and Pumbaa listening to Pat about the memories they have)

Pat: Twas the Night Before Christmas, i have always been caring for our aunt Martha and everyone who give good care to themselves and the whole Christmas spirit in the sky.
Timon: Holly jolly Christmas. That was a great story.
Pumbaa: Mine was embarrassing to the group.
Stan: Oh don't be ashamed of yourself. We got great memories and bad memories around the corner. Sometimes, you feel good about your memories and sometimes, you have to suffer the bad ones like getting caught in the cold.
Timon: At least, you get to spend the most time with your friends and family.
Pat: I always wanted to do something special for the rest of the year.
Timon: Like fishing, playing checkers and watch sports?
Pat: Who watch sports on Christmas? We get to stay home and relax for the whole month.
Stan: But we got work to do like cleaning the grass and helping out in the garden.
Pat: Nah, we already done those all day in a day. We need to spend more time on taking a break when it's a national holiday.
Timon: You got the whole day to relax.
Pat: I really wish i gotten the new game Vinchenzo 64 for my Game Animal 64.
Stan: Huh? That game is too expensive, you would be crazy over that game with all the shooting rockets.
Pat: Come on Stan. What do you want me to go? Travel back in time where Camelot is seen and the knights are fighting over a war?
Timon: *pretend to hold a sword as a stick* Oh, fear me Pat. Sir Timon is going to light up your day to stop the dragons from haunting you!
Pumbaa: I thought the princesses' are the enemies of the dragons.
Timon: You don't know all of this fairy tale stuff, do you
Pat: Wait!
Stan: What is it Pat? You have to go to the bathroom or what?
Pat: We forgot to set up the Christmas tree!
Stan: Oh god. Give me a break. Why didn't you set up on the beginning of December.
Pat: Hey, maybe Timon and Pumbaa can help to set up the Christmas tree together.
Timon: Oh cool. We did set up the tree once at the Pride Lands. Also, we were taught about the holidays before you told me about the history of the holidays.
Pat: Now you got me excited to make a Christmas tree.
Stan: With all the teamwork, we're going to make the perfect tree in the house.
Pumbaa: It's Christmas. We gotta get on the holidays.
Stan: We must feel the Christmas spirit and shine our way.
Timon: Yes. Get all the things together and let's set the tree up.
Pat: I love it. Let's prepare the perfect Christmas tree in the house.
Timon: Oh yeah! With some singing!

(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan grab all the Christmas decorations together as they sing "Here Comes Santa Claus" by Gene Autry in the living room)

Stan: *hold the tree* Here Comes Santa Claus.
Timon: Here Comes Santa Claus.
Pat: Here Comes Santa Claus.
Pumbaa: *hold the tree* Here Comes Santa Claus.
Stan: *place down the tree* Right down Santa Claus Lane.
Timon: *set up the decorations on the tree*

Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer's

Pulling on the reins

Bells are ringing, children singing

All is merry and bright

So hang your stockings and say your prayers

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight

Pat: *place the presents underneath the tree*

He's got a bag that's filled with toys

For boys and girls again

Hear those sleigh bells jingle-jangle

Oh, what a beautiful sight

So jump in bed and cover your head

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight

Pumbaa: *light up the tree*

He doesn't care if you're rich or poor

He loves you just the same

Santa Claus knows we're all God's children

That makes everything right

So fill your hearts with Christmas cheer

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight

Stan: *place the ornaments on the tree*

He'll come around when chimes ring out

That it's Christmas morn' again

Peace on Earth will come to all

If we just follow the light

So let's give thanks to the lord above

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight

Timon: *walk up to the tree to place the star on the top*

Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer's

Pulling on the reins

Bells are ringing, children singing

All is merry and bright

Hang your stockings and say your prayers

'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!

TIMON, PUMBAA, PAT AND STAN'S CHRISTMAS

(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan watch over the Christmas tree as the biscuits are being cooked in the oven)

Timon: The perfect tree we build.
Pat: That's a lot of hard work.
Pumbaa: This is more like easy work. Making a tree is so easy to make.
Stan: You think getting a job as a firefighter is that easy? Not a easy chance.
Pat: Stan, don't be rude about it.
Stan: It's a explanation. So what's the point?
Pat: You're making me nervous with all the word thingies you say.
Stan: I don't eye an bat on a current event.
Timon: It smells like toast in here.
Pumbaa: And it went fluffy on the inside.
Pat: It does smell like biscuits in here!
Stan: The biscuits are ready!
Timon: Get them out of the oven.
Pat: I'll take care of them. *use the mittens to take the tray with the biscuits out of the oven* They look fresh after the process.
Stan: Not bad.
Timon: Oh boy, time to eat.

(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan eat the biscuits on the counter)

Timon: Jeez, they taste like bread. Great food.
Pumbaa: It taste like bread rolls to me.
Pat: In homemade style, it really capture the recipe's instructions.
Stan: And that's how it's done.
Timon: It look just like how the restaurants make it.
Pat: On the inside, it's fluffy and soft. You know, bread rolls are suppose to be crispy and soft.
Stan: Good flavor is added.
Timon: It taste like plain bread.
Pat: Just baked right on time.
Stan: Mmm, now it's a perfect breakfast morning.
Timon: Great day to eat these type of biscuits.
Pat: We should do something special. How about we do a dress up?
Timon: A dress up? Like dress in drag and do the hula?
Stan: No. We're dressing up within the Christmas spirit.
Pumbaa: You got anything to share with us?
Stan: We're suppose to give you clothes.
Timon: Clothes? But we didn't ask for clothes for Christmas.
Pat: How about a fashion show?
Timon: A fashion show? Is that all you got?
Stan: Oh yes. I would love to see you two dress up.
Pumbaa: Like what?

(Timon and Pumbaa are dressed in their elf and Santa clothes)

Timon: What is this? Why do i look like a alien?
Pumbaa: I feel old.
Pat: You look perfect.
Stan: Now you're feeling the Christmas spirit.
Timon: My colony doesn't even wear clothes.
Pat: You wore a superhero suit before. Remember?
Timon: That's when we were saving your planet from the bad guys. Why do we need to dress up like actual figures?
Stan: You look perfect for Christmas.
Timon: No we're not. The suit tight up my body.
Pumbaa: I have big hair on my mouth.
Pat: That's called a beard.
Pumbaa: A beard? Why it's so fluffy?
Stan: It's just hair on your neck. I know we animals don't get that a lot.
Pat: Here is the question. Do you know what character you're dressing up as?
Pumbaa: Uh....Sandy Claws? Santa Claws? Sandy Claus? Santa Claus?
Stan: Wait wait wait, say the last name again.
Pumbaa: Santa Claus.
Stan: Oh! You're right. You are dressed as Santa Claus.
Pumbaa: Huh? I remember last time when me and Timon celebrated Christmas at the Pride Lands, i dress up as a character named Dandy Claws.
Timon: Sandy or Dandy. It doesn't matter what name you choose.
Pumbaa: I'll get used with the Dandy Claws name.
Pat: Good for you. You'll be giving out presents to your fellow animals back at your world.
Timon: Jingle bells to you.
Pumbaa: Ding dong.
Stan: Now tell us who is Santa Claus and why he's the most memorable living being on Earth.
Pat: Santa Claus is a legendary spirit who give out presents to kids on every Christmas. Naughty or nice, that's it. The nicest gets all while the naughties get like none, unless they got coal for their bad behaviors throughout the whole year.
Timon: Yeah, i know. I heard all of your amazing stories since we first came to your world.
Pat: I told you about Valentine's Day, Easter, Summer, 4th of July, Canada Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving and right now, Christmas.
Timon: Okay, i get it already! But why do we have to celebrate a holiday at the end of the year?
Pat: Because, that's what we do. It's part of the holiday spirits.
Timon: We only heard of Christmas. We heard a lot of animals talking about it back at the jungle, then we told the Pride Lands about the whole story of Christmas.
Pat: Ooh, interesting.
Stan: In the meantime, we're going to do some chores.
Timon: Chores? You mean sing in a chorus group?
Pat: No. Not that chorus where you sing on the stage. The chores where you work anywhere you go.
Timon: Oh. Like mowing the grass?
Pat: Yes. That's a great example.
Stan: Now that we relax for breakfast, it's time to do some real work in the backyard.
Timon: Real work? What about digging? I always dig in the ground back at my old colony.
Stan: Well, you don't have to dig on the dirt no more since you moved to the jungle. Now you get to work with the grass.
Timon: But come on, i can all the way to the ground where the bones are buried.
Stan: The dirt in our world is too muddy. We have the same problem when making a pool last time until we take it down for manual factors and financial problems.
Pumbaa: Listen to them Timon. We gotta start work on our daily chores.
Timon: Fine. I'll do what i have to do.
Pat: Great. Now we can go outside and start our chores for the day.
Stan: Yeah. Let's do that.
Pumbaa: First thing first.
Timon: Cut the grass, you guys do the logs.
Stan: I'll chop the logs with Pumbaa, you go mown the grass.
Pat: We're on our way.

(Outside, the four animals begin their chores. The background song "A-Punk" by Vampire Weekend plays as Timon and Pat are about to mown the grass with Stan and Pumbaa getting ready to chop down the trees.)

Pat: Ready?
Timon: Let's mown.
Pat: *mow the grass* Yahoo!
Timon: *hold on to the lawn mower* Whoa! It's like riding on a roller coaster.
Pat: Even better. We're cutting the grass to make the ground clean!
Timon: All the grass cutting is making me wanna cut my hair.

(Pumbaa and Stan are about to chop down the trees)

Stan: Ready Pumbaa?
Pumbaa: Yes. Let's cut!
Stan: *cut the trees* Alright.
Pumbaa: *cut the trees* Cutting them out like rocks.
Stan: I can get used to the concept of cutting off trees.
Pumbaa: Now we made a half tree. What's next?
Stan: We'll cut off the tree stumps.
Pumbaa: But they're chop off already.
Stan: This is the second step. Chopping up the logs that we just cut from the trees.
Pumbaa: I thought the trees are the logs.
Stan: I know. This is the piece from the tree which is the log. Watch this. *chop up the log*
Pumbaa: Wow, you made yourself a wood sandwich.
Stan: It's not just any sandwich. Now you try.
Pumbaa: Okay. *chop up the log* How did i do?
Stan: Perfect.
Pumbaa: It ain't that hard.
Stan: Let's chop the other logs together.
Pumbaa: Here we go. *chop the other logs with Stan*
Stan: Great chopping.

(Timon and Pat plant the flowers on the grass)

Pat: These flowers are going to look soft and cute.
Timon: Can you dig it?
Pat: Why not?
Timon: I can dig a tunnel whatever i want to.
Pat: Uh, Timon. I wouldn't consist on digging through the muddy grounds. It's not dirt or some kind of sand around here.
Timon: Well, i dig.
Pat: Really? You're going to destroy the whole garden.
Timon: Watch this. *dig in the ground*
Pat: Timon, get back up! There's worms inside!
Timon: *digging* I'm doing it.
Pat: You're going to crack the backyard down.
Timon: *pop out of the ground* I'm okay. See?
Pat: Shoot, now you're even dirty.
Timon: Oh well. I guess i need a cold shower.

(Pat turn on the water hose as he sprinkle the flower with water as Timon is getting splashed with water in the process)

Pat: You look even clean than before.
Timon: I'm a cold stone.
Pat: Fresh as new.
Timon: Ooh, you are going to be making me warm.
Pat: You're all good.
Timon: Thanks a lot. I almost got carried away with that water splash.
Pat: Got yourself a outdoor shower and you're all great.
Timon: I'm clean again.
Pat: Fantastic.

(Stan and Pumbaa check in the mail for any letters to be check)

Stan: No letters. Not our day.
Pumbaa: It's alright.
Stan: Well, let's go find something else to do.
Pumbaa: You bet.

(Timon and Pat cut the bushes' leaves with the scissors)

Timon: Man, look at the leaves.
Pat: Small and easy to cut.
Timon: Maybe i don't have to use bare hands to cut.
Pat: The scissors is easy to use.
Timon: That's my type of item to cut.
Pat: Making them clean like having a hair cut.
Timon: Good choice.
Pat: There. All perfect.
Timon: Just like the way it look in picture.
Pat: If it ain't broken, then don't fix it.
Timon: We already fix the bush.
Pat: That's fine by me. There is no need to cut more bushes until they grow again.
Timon: Just to keep me updated.
Pat: I'll be rolling like a sushi.
Timon: Or a garlic roll, or a bread roll with nuts.
Stan: Hey guys, that's a lot of work done.
Pumbaa: Man, i'm sharp.
Pat: Wanna go hang out at Professor Chi-Chi's? I hope he got anything special to show up like a new invention.
Timon: He's famous. What is he gonna do? Set up his expo at a science fair or a machine con?
Stan: Stretching out like a meerkat.
Timon: Excuse me?
Stan: Never mind.
Pat: Oh well. That's enough chores for today. Let's go see the professor to see what his wacky schemes are up to.
Timon: Hakuna Matata.

(The background song end as we head over to Professor Chi-Chi's lab with Professor Chi-Chi mixing too beakers by exploding with the liquids)

Chi-Chi: Drat. I almost burn my glasses. This is like mixing paint with soda bombs.
Pat: *knock* Hello? Is anyone home?
Chi-Chi: The door is open you whooping snappers. Get in here.
Everyone: *enter the lab*
Chi-Chi: Well, well, well. You dare to sneak into one of my latest inventions.
Timon: We didn't mean to bother you.
Pumbaa: Sorry about that.
Chi-Chi: No no no. I was just playing.
Pat: Playing?
Stan: You always want to play with us like making fun.
Chi-Chi: Just because i make fun doesn't mean, i make fun like making fun of people.
Pat: When Stuart shores, we didn't mean to bother.
Chi-Chi: What do you guys wanna do today?
Pat: Chi-Chi, Christmas is coming up and we would love to do anything special with Christmas, like setting up a holiday party at the Pride Lands.
Chi-Chi: Are you sure about that?
Stan: We are serious about this. We already had so many Christmases in our world. Why not do it in the Pride Lands?
Chi-Chi: Okay okay. We'll get to that. I got the dimensional cube ready to warp into the Pride Lands.
Timon: Oh cool. We'll inform Simba about the news. We'll set up all the decorations we needed and turn everything red and green.
Chi-Chi: Why not invite some friends over? Like doing a special announcement on stage?
Pat: We don't own a stage. But fine, we'll bring everyone over for some exciting news.
Chi-Chi: That's the motto baby.
Stan: Great. Special announcement coming up in our backyard.
Pumbaa: Alright.

(Back at Pat and Stan's backyard, all of Pat and Stan's friends are standing on the grass with Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan standing on the rock-shaped square for a special announcement)

Timon: Ladies and gentleman. We got super exciting for our special day.
Pumbaa: And you are invited all along as long you don't drop a dime.
Everyone: *cheers*
Pat: Hey, cut it out. We're not done yet.
Stan: We need to reveal the surprise.
Chi-Chi: Just reveal it already. We don't got all day, but to stand on that rock-shaped square.
Pat: Okay. *clear throat* My friends, we are going to the Pride Lands.
Stephanie: The Pride Lands?
Emily: That's so cool.
Stuart: Is it me or one of the lions at Pride Rock are going to have a cub on their own.
Stan: We're actually going to set up a Christmas party there.
Stuart: Really?
Timon: Yes. Are you tired of celebrating the same Christmas over and over at Pat and Stan's house every year? Now you have the chance to celebrate at our world which is the Pride Lands this year.
Aunt Martha: Yes. What should we do there? Make cupcakes, do Zumba and throw underwater all over the place?
Timon: No no no no no. That's just silly. We need to do something else than just the silly stuff on April Fools.
Stuart: Do you have like beds to sleep on just in case we sleepover?
Timon: Whoa, we didn't even get to that yet.
Stephanie: You got any details to tell us for the trip?
Pat: A trip? Uh, i don't know about that. Timon, can you explain more about your world?
Timon: Fine. My friends, in my world, we have a whole savanna of animals living in harmony. We also got magic! Look at the skies, the gods are watching us while the Circle of Life move around in a circle on what we do. Then we got skylight from the sun!
Emily: Is that everything?
Timon: Uh, we got food, grubs, animals, parties, fun, songs, war, fights, breaks, jobs, and a big pointy rock where our king Simba lives.
Lili: We would love to go to the Pride World or whatever it called?
Pumbaa: The Pride Lands. Also, it's in Africa.
Stephanie: Ah, Africa. Toto did deliver a great song about the continent.
Pumbaa: Okay guys, do you what we say.
Timon: Get packing.
Lili: We can't wait.
Aunt Martha: I bet the animals back at the Pride Lands will greet us.
Stuart: We show our love and care and- *snores*
Timon: Whoop, there he goes.
Chi-Chi: He always does that during these long talks. Stuart is just being Stuart.
Pat: Should we like bring the Christmas stuff over?
Chi-Chi: Yes. Why do you ask that for? Just pack up like you mention.
Timon: Okay okay, we'll get to the bottom of that.
Stan: This is going to be one of those trips.
Pumbaa: The world is counting on us.
Pat: Sure you ask. You can say that again anytime you want.

(Pat and Stan's gang set up their bags as Professor Chi-Chi, Timon and Pumbaa prepare the portal in the lab as everyone is inside of the lab with their bags with Christmas decorations)

Chi-Chi: Perfect.
Timon: All set.
Pumbaa: Uh guys? We got company.
Chi-Chi: Oh my, they're here on time.
Stephanie: We got our stuff.
Timon: Oh great. What did you bring?
Pat: I brought in my bananas.
Stan: A dog bone for chewing.
Stephanie: My art supplies.
Stuart: Sleeping beds on the go.
Aunt Martha: Pieces of cotton.
Emily: Books to read.
Lili: Momo. You know, Momo need a bath in the watering hole.
Timon: Wait. You didn't bring in any Christmas decorations? Weren't you paying attention at my announcement?
Everyone: We did bring any!
Timon: Shoot. I was going to have a heart attack.
Chi-Chi: Are we clear? Are we forgetting something?
Stuart: Professor Chi-Chi, we brought in our items just in case we sleepover. Also, we got the Christmas stuff ready.
Chi-Chi: Great. Now we can go to the Pride Lands for good.
Pumbaa: All eyes on the portal. *press the button to turn on the portal*
Timon: Here we go. To the Pride Lands!

(Timon and Pat's gang enter the portal to the Pride Lands as the gang arrives at the Pride Lands, heading over to the plains where Pride Rock is standing)

Stephanie: Wow.
Stuart: Look at the big oval rock.
Lili: It's so amazing.
Emily: It just like in the movies.
Timon: Pride Rock. Big, sharp, pointy and the home to the lions.
Pumbaa: What about meerkats and warthogs like us?
Timon: Huh? They're not even the same species like us.
Chi-Chi: So this is the Pride Lands, eh?
Timon: Yes. This is the home to the Pridelanders. We are proud of our home and this is the Pride Lands to you.
Momo: *bounce around*
Lili: Momo, where are you going? Slow down.
Timon: He's heading over to the big pointy rock.
Aunt Martha: Follow the little bunny!
Chi-Chi: We didn't even pack everything. Ugh, i hate long-distance quests.

(The gang follow Momo bouncing all over Pride Rock as they made it to the peak side of the rock)

Timon: Momo, it's okay. You're all that excited for the Pride Lands' celebration, right?
Momo: Hehehehehe. *jump around*
Lili: Momo, stop jumping. You're going to fall over to the ground.
Stephanie: You know when babies and kids get all of that excitement.
Emily: So young.
Pumbaa: It's okay everyone. We hope we can explore through the Pride Lands any second.
Chi-Chi: Any day now, we shouldn't be trespassing the Pridelanders' home without permission.

(The lions woke up and saw Timon and Pat's group on the peak of the rock)

Simba: Whoa, what is going on? Who are the far-walkers?
Timon: Uh, hey Simba? Good morning to ya. We had some visitors from the other world.
Simba: What are they doing here? Tell them to get out of our rock.
Pat: We're sorry Simba. We have a bunny situation going on with our gang.
Simba: Oh hey Pat and Stan, i didn't see you there. Tell the far-walkers to get off Pride Rock and find a place to stay at like the rebuild cave from the watering hole.
Stan: These are our friends.
Chi-Chi: Allow me to introduce to one of our friends.
Simba: And who are you?
Chi-Chi: Professor Chi-Chi.
Pat: This is Stephanie, the girl we always love the most. Stuart, you know he always like to snore. Aunt Martha, our adopted pig aunt, Lili, the rabbit who take care like 50 bunnies like Momo, Emily, a mole who is a science freak and Professor Chi-Chi, one of the greatest scientists and inventors of all time and i can't believe, our idol is joining in our side for one of our latest adventures.
Stan: You never knew when a neighbor living close to us become a famous celebrity.
Simba: Nice to meet you all. I am King Simba.
Stephanie: So you are King Simba that Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan are talking about.
Simba: How do you know?
Aunt Martha: We have heard a lot about you.
Simba: Oh really? I never met all of you guys before.
Chi-Chi: These two animals from your world have talked a lot about you. They raised you from a paradise dream home, beat your uncle Scar from your own home and bring back life to everyone to the Pride Lands during your reign. Then you formed the Lion Guard.
Simba: That's great to know. I didn't form the Lion Guard group. The group was formed by a bunch of lions a long time ago before our family was born.
Stuart: What is the Lion Guard all about?
Simba: Oh, you won't believe me. It's a group formed by lions as they protect, defend and save throughout the Pride Lands while the king is ruling over the big pointy rock.
Timon: Hey, i always say that all the time.
Simba: Nowadays, my son form the group with all of his animal friends and it was unique.
Pat: Huh? Our neighbor is a bunch of animal friends. The citizens are mostly elephants and chickens.
Simba: You and me got something in common.
Nala: Oh hey Simba, what's with the new neighbors of yours?
Simba: They're not my neighbors. These guys are from the same group as the hippo and dog from another world.
Pat: You said it.
Kiara: Hi Timon and Pumbaa. Wait, who are these guys?
Stan: Your father was having a talk with us while you were asleep.
Kiara: I just woke up.
Simba: Anything you would like to say.
Rafiki: *laugh and show up* Ha ha ha, welcome to Pride Rock!
Pat: Hey, it's that wise cracking monkey.
Stan: That's a mandrill.
Rafiki: Hello there. How are you?
Pat: Good.
Stan: You don't remember us or anything from our neighbor since the invasion?
Rafiki: No. I remember you. And your friends who are here, standing on the rock.
Chi-Chi: Hello Rafiki. We got a special announcement to make. We are going to plan a special Christmas party at the Pride Lands this year. Once the party is set up, everyone will be invited to rock on the show.
Rafiki: Wow. Simba only have the choice to make the party a priority.
Simba: I heard. We're going to make this Christmas a holiday.
Chi-Chi: Ha ha ha, it's really happening.
Pat: I knew it was going to happen.
Stan: Good. We'll just set up the party right at the rock.
Simba: Whoa, not just the rock. The whole Pride Lands.
Chi-Chi: The whole Pride Lands? But there are predators out there like hyenas and cape dogs. You sure do want the party only at Pride Rock, do you?
Simba: The predators don't come out during the cold weather of the holidays. We're all good on that. We'll have the Christmas party set up around the savanna.
Kiara: Kion need to hear about this.
Stephanie: Wait, who's Kion?
Kiara: Kion is my brother. He works with the Lion Guard. He and his group of animals reside at the Lair of the Lion Guard.
Stephanie: Where is that exactly?
Kiara: It's down below Pride Rock. You'll see for yourself.
Aunt Martha: The lair is now somewhere down where you guys get up and down during your entrance.
Rafiki: I'll show you as you follow along.
Emily: You lead the way, we'll follow you.
Rafiki: Great. Ha ha ha, follow me. Everybody.
Lili: *grab Momo* This monkey is pretty nice.
Stephanie: He always hold a staff with his fruits.
Stuart: I wish i can hold a staff like this like what my uncle owns. *snore*
Emily: *snap* Wake up Stuart.
Stuart: *wake up* Whoa, wait up.
Chi-Chi: No one get left behind.

TO BE CONTINUED

Next: Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan's Christmas (Chapter 2)