Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan: Night of the Zimwi (Chapter 2)

Chapter 2 is the second chapter of Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan: Night of the Zimwi written by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "Campfire Stories".

Plot[]

(At Ma and Uncle Max's camp home)

Ma: Hey Uncle Max, do you remember when Timon was a baby, he used to play with his meerkat doll.
Uncle Max: Nah, he's not a rugrat anymore. He's already a grown man and he gotta move on with his warthog friend to work in the Pride Lands.
Ma: But not just the Pride Lands, he's currently taking care of a honey badger.
Uncle Max: Bunga? He's a member of the Lion Guard. Most of the members in the Lion Guard are animals except that one lion who has the power of the roar.
Ma: The Roar of the Elders. Simba told me about it.
Uncle Max: The king? Great. I knew he would be a stubborn even if the animals have to move to other places since the hyenas are everywhere nowadays.
Ma: We were lucky to have a home where there are no hyenas around.
Uncle Max: No hyena should come this instant.
Monzo: Hey Uncle Max.
Uncle Max: Monzo? What are you doing here?
Monzo: I wanted to make sure if we should do a campfire story tonight with everyone.
Uncle Max: Ugh, yeah. A campfire story for everyone. Everyone will tell their stories.
Monzo: Oh wait, i should get Rafiki to come for the campfire stories.
Ma: Rafiki?
Uncle Max: The crazy monkey?
Monzo: Yes. I'll be back and i'm bringing him here for today.
Uncle Max: Make it quick. We have the whole day to make smoothies for everyone in the night time.
Monzo: I will. I will be right back. Adios!
Uncle Max: Oh brother. I feel a little too winded.
Ma: No you're not Max. Don't be a fool of yourself.
Uncle Max: I'm not. I think i need a water break.
Ma: Just get some fresh air.
Uncle Max: Fine.

(Meanwhile, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat, Stan, Mody and Dacey are walking to the path of the jungle)

Timon: So boys, any more fun we can do?
Pat: Um, no. We were suppose to go to the big tree.
Stan: Oh yeah, the big trees is where we are.
Pumbaa: Wow.
Mody: Let's climb.
Dacey: Come on up.
Timon: Okie dokie.

(The gang climb all the way to the top of the tree in the big branch)

Pat: I'm the king of the world!
Stan: Do the Tarzan yell.
Pat: What?
Timon: What did you say?
Stan: I said, do the Tarzan yell!
Pat: Okay. *do the Tarzan yell as the birds fly away as the meerkats hear Pat roaring*
Mody: Dope.
Pat: Yeah! I am the king of the jungle!
Stan: Alright, you did it.
Pat: The whole world is watching me now like a king of the Pride Lands.
Timon: But Simba is the only real king of the Pride Lands.
Pat: What? No fair, i wish i was king.
Dacey: Only the lions get Pride Rock, Tarzan Boy.
Pat: If we were lions, we would have Pride Rock as our home.
Pumbaa: Like mistaking Hakuna Matata as Pride Rock?
Timon: That's the lions' home! Not all animals live in Pride Rock. Only lions do!
Pat: Can we walk around in the Tree Tops?
Timon: Oh sure. The Tree Tops are set for everyone. We have bridges and laddars to climb in.
Pumbaa: Let's a go.

(At the Tree Tops in the top of the tree)

Timon: Man, today we are going to rock the sleepover.
Pumbaa: I can't wait til nighttime.
Mody: The sun has to be down first before it get darker.
Dacey: Yeah, let's all live it up like we're at harmony.
Timon: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Pumbaa: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Pat: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Stan: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Mody:

Jungle life

We're far away from nowhere

On my own like Tarzan boy

Dacey:

Hide and seek

I play along while rushing 'cross the forest

Monkey business on a sunny afternoon

Timon:

Jungle life

I'm living in the open

Native beat that carries on

Pumbaa:

Burning bright

A fire blows the signal to the sky

I sit and wonder, does the message get to you?

Monkeys: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Snakes: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Gorillas: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Grubs: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Pat:

Night to night

Gimme the other, gimme the other

Chance tonight

Gimme the other, gimme the other

Night to night

Gimme the other, gimme the other world

Stan: *play with a wooden electric guitar*
Monkeys: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Snakes: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Gorillas: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Grubs: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Pat:

Jungle life

You're far away from nothing

It's all right

You won't miss home

Stan:

Take a chance

Leave everything behind you

Come and join me, won't be sorry

It's easy to survive

Mody:

Jungle life

We're living in the open

All alone like Tarzans, boy

Dacey:

Hide and seek

We play along while rushing 'cross the forest

Monkey business on a sunny afternoon

Timon:

Night to night

Gimme the other, gimme the other

Chance tonight, oh yeah

Night to night

Gimme the other, gimme the other

Night to night

You won't play

Pumbaa:

Night to night

Gimme the other, gimme the other

Chance tonight, oh yeah

Night to night, night to night

Pat: Gimme the other.
Stan: Gimme the other.
Everyone:

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Meanwhile at the Tree of Life, Rafiki is doing a massage to Muhangus the aardvark)

Rafiki: Nice, fresh and relaxing like you're sleeping in the cave.
Muhangus: Ah, that's so much better. It's like relaxing at the mud pools when the warthogs are around.
Rafiki: Now you need some watermelon juice to fresh yourself.
Muhangus: Huh?
Rafiki: Just what i needed.
Muhangus: Ooh, it's cold.
Rafiki: Drinks are alway cold and warm like water.
Muhangus: Now it's even cold like ice.
Rafiki: Ah, what a fresh day for me.
Muhangus: Nice one.
Rafiki: Fresh and what you alway wanted.
Muhangus: I like it better than having a mud bath.
Monzo: Oh hi Rafiki, i didn't know you're having a break moment.
Rafiki: Oh, time is up. My friend is here. Massage is over, have a nice day.
Muhangus: What? But it's just two minutes.
Rafiki: No more massage. You have to go. I have a meeting with a friend of mine.
Muhangus: I can't believe it. You blew it!
Rafiki: Goodbye. The meeting is about to start.
Muhangus: Darn it. I can't believe it. Now i have to go back to the Pride Lands and be stuck with those noisy baboon neighbors.
Monzo: Hey Rafiki.
Rafiki: Hello Monzo, how are you doing?
Monzo: Good. We haven't talk in ages.
Rafiki: So Monzo, what do you want from me?
Monzo: I want you to ask you a favor. A big favor.
Rafiki: Sure, go ahead. I'm listening.
Monzo: Will you come over to the jungle tonight and present us to your campfire stories?
Rafiki: Oh sure. I would love to come over to the jungle tonight. I know i love campfire stories alot when i was a young mandrill.
Monzo: Are you ready to come over?
Rafiki: Yes. I am ready. My work here is done and it is time!
Monzo: Wow, you shout too much.
Rafiki: Sorry about that. You know you don't like loud noises in the Pride Lands.
Monzo: I know. Even the lions get to roar alot when defeating the hyenas and crocodiles.
Rafiki: Uh huh, come on. We have to leave right now to get to the jungle on time.
Monzo: I knew it. Let's go and tell everyone that you are here.
Rafiki: That's right my friend.

(Back at Hakuna Matata, Timon, Pumbaa, Pat, Stan, Mody and Dacey are sitting in the tree tops)

Timon: What a beautiful jungle it is.
Pat: Yeah. I love the view of the whole jungle.
Stan: This is just like a big paradise out there.
Pumbaa: Lots of fruits, food and even grubs.
Mody: It's the best that we got.
Dacey: There will never be any worries around here. No more worries.
Timon: Hakuna Matata. It's what the place is called.
Pat: Best jungle ever.
Stan: I knew this jungle would have a lot of love and care for a meerkat's home.
Timon: It's not just a meerkat's home. It's a home for all the animals who have been out worried like Rafiki.
Pumbaa: Rafiki have been out worried?
Timon: Yes and he has seen Hakuna Matata.
Pat: That seem strange for a fact.
Stan: Or a opinion.
Timon: Nothing like beating a vulture at a desert.
Pumbaa: I'll be stuffed with a turkey leg.
Pat: Me too.
Stan: Look at the clouds. They look like a piece of art to me.
Pat: They look like mashed potatos!
Mody: Are you kidding me?
Dacey: You're thinking about food again. Are you?
Pat: Uh, yeah. I love food. And i like bananas.
Timon: All we eat is grubs. That's all.
Pumbaa: Yummy yummy grubs and i love the taste of it.
Pat: I thought these grubs would be squishy and taste like gummy juice.
Stan: It's not just the taste of the grubs. Not every grub has a taste of it's own.
Pat: Then what kind of taste does the grubs have?
Timon: They're about the same Pat. You know it already.
Mabu: Guys, guys! Get down from here, we got a visitor coming in.
Timon: A visitor for what?
Mabu: You know who he is. Come right down and let's go meet the visitor.
Pat: Alright. I'm in.
Stan: Wait up.
Pumbaa: Last one there is a fat grub.

(Back at the village)

Della: Oh, how much i love these fried grubs.
Mishka: All tasty to you.
Della: Looks good for lunch time.
Mishka: Feels like it.
Ma: Hey guys.
Mishka: Oh, hi Ma. What are you doing?
Ma: Just checking on you guys.
Uncle Max: Man, i have a itch on the back since last night. That Iron Joe keep scratching his back the whole time.
Iron Joe: *scratch his back* Ah, yeah. Feel that burn baby.
Ma: What could possibly go wrong?
Monzo: Hey guys, look who's here?
Rafiki: It's me, Rafiki.
Meerkats: Hi Rafiki.
Rafiki: Ah, my meerkat friends. How nice of you.
Uncle Max: Looking sharp Rafiki.
Rafiki: Uncle Max, my good old friend. Since we're all been out worried, you guys deserve to live in this very wonderful place.
Meerkat #1: I know we do Rafiki.
Meerkat #2: Yeah, you're the one who raised Simba up at Pride Rock.
Rafiki: That was a very long story. Mufasa is up in the sky watching over us with the Great Kings of the Past.
Mabu: Here we are. By the way, Monzo came back with Rafiki.
Timon: Rafiki?
Rafiki: Ha ha ha. Timon and Pumbaa, you are here.
Pumbaa: It is a pleasant to see you.
Rafiki: Pat and Stan, ah. Long time no see.
Pat: Hello Rafiki.
Stan: You were here for the final battle at our neighborhood.
Rafiki: Correct. That was a few months ago.
Mody: You're good in shape.
Dacey: Feeling fresh out of the tree.
Timon: So, what do you wanna do today?
Rafiki: Well? I want to wait for the sun to go down so we can tell all of our bedtime stories.
Pat: Okay, how about we eat some lunch?
Rafiki: Sure. Let's go and eat some lunch.
Timon: Alright. Yippie and let's eat the grubs.
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.

(At the feast, the meerkats are eating fried grubs as Rafiki eats with Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan)

Rafiki: I'm loving it. It been a peaceful day today in this wonderful land.
Timon: It sure is buddy.
Pumbaa: I love it so much.
Pat: Yeah, me too.
Stan: These grubs taste salty. Eh, okay.
Rafiki: With a pinch of salt and chill.
Pat: Ah, i'm getting the hand of it.
Stan: Like a chihuahua.
Rafiki: That feel fresh out of the box.
Timon: Uh huh. Hakuna Matata.
Pumbaa: *eat the grubs* Tasty and gooey.
Pat: We're not going to get sick by eating these, are we?
Rafiki: Of course not. They're all yours.
Timon: These grubs will rock your world up.
Pumbaa: Oh brother.
Stan: Mind as well eat a grub?
Rafiki: Uh, no thanks. I don't eat these type of stuff.
Pat: What? But you invented Hakuna Matata to everyone.
Rafiki: I know. I'm on a diet. So please eat whatever you guys have left.
Timon: Fine.
Pumbaa: Let's eat those up.
Pat: *eat all the grubs* Oh yeah, i'm stuffed.
Stan: Pat, you ate them all.
Pat: What? You said i was hungry.
Stan: Now you ruined lunch.
Mody: *place the grubs on the table* Anyone want more?
Timon: Grubs!
Pat: Ooh.
Stan: You had enough.
Pat: Aw man, how come i have enough when i didn't ate a lot of grubs.
Rafiki: You ate like 20 of them.
Pat: But you're not eating.
Rafiki: Just workout for a little and train to be a successful hippo in life.
Pat: Ugh, what a wuss in the pain. I'm getting over with this.
Pumbaa: Ah, i love these grubs.
Timon: Me too.
Rafiki: One day, you will be able to tell all of your stories of your amazing adventures.
Timon: Of course we will.
Pat: Yeah, that sound like fun.
Pumbaa: Fun is where the hog is.
Timon: Hakuna Matata.
Pat: This day will rock the whole world in the oasis.
Stan: Good old jungle to me.

(Several hours later, it was almost sunset and Pat and Stan are relaxing at the pool)

Pat: What a day, we have been at the jungle for the whole entire day.
Stan: Did Professor Chi-Chi give us a call?
Pat: Nah, we have his phone number and we only call him when it's time to return on the next day.
Stan: We'll be back my morning.
Pat: Yeah, what a mice he is.
Timon: Oh hey guys.
Pumbaa: How it going?
Timon: Pretty good. We're cooking up some steak at the campfire. Dinner is about to start right now.
Pat: Since when you eat all of that meat stuff?
Pumbaa: Rafiki found dead animals in the grass earlier all because of the hyenas' pray. He took the meat parts just to give them to the meerkats so they can cook steak for dinner.
Stan: You're kidding, right?
Timon: I'm dead serious. I didn't know we were eating steak. Come on, we're having a feast going on.
Pat: Okay, i'll take a look.
Stan: You wouldn't expect that.
Pumbaa: Alright, let's go.
Pat: I hope the steak taste good.

(At the village, the meerkats are cooking grubs and steak at the campfire)

Monzo: Hey guys, you made it in. Grab what you like.
Pat: Wow.
Stan: These look delicious.
Timon: They smell too good.
Pumbaa: You're making me hungry.
Pat: I'm hungry like a hog.
Stan: Now i wanna eat.
Rafiki: Come on everyone, get in line. Don't be shy to get in a line.
Timon: We're going no matter what.
Pumbaa: Yeah. We'll be hungry like crazy.
Pat: Wow, that is one big line.
Stan: Everyone must be excited for the meat and steak.
Timon: With a little toppings of grubs.
Pumbaa: That feel munchy.
Timon: Oh boy, we're getting in line.
Pat: Now they're making me hungry.
Stan: Uh huh.
Timon: Let's serve it up.
Pumbaa: Alright.
Mody: Grab your meat and steak. All you can eat.
Timon: Yay.
Pumbaa: Let's take some. *grab a rock plate and take the steak and meat* This is going to be good.
Timon: Save room for us Pumbaa.
Pumbaa: Not a problem. Hakuna Matata.

(The gang sit together and eat their steak, meat and grubs)

Pat: This is the best dinner of the jungle.
Stan: Ooh, that bug feel so squishy.
Timon: Is that a problem to you?
Stan: No. That's not my job to check on things.
Timon: Well, okay.
Pumbaa: *eat the steak* Yummy.
Pat: *eat the meat* Good looking meat.
Timon: That meat taste good.
Stan: The steak has grub juice in it. It taste even better.
Pumbaa: Yummy yum.
Pat: I'm never getting the hang of eating steak with grub juice.
Timon: Ho ho ho, this is making me exhausted.
Rafiki: Ah ah ah! I added some fruit juice in it.
Pat: Really Rafiki? It doesn't taste anything like grub juice.
Stan: It's apple and grape juice mix together!
Rafiki: Is it bad?
Pat: No. Because you mix something doesn't mean that it's bad.
Pumbaa: Just an advice.
Rafiki: Thanks a million. I thought i would make it better by making a change.
Timon: What's so ever.
Pumbaa: *ate the whole steak* Ah, i feel better.
Pat: Tasty.
Timon: Ha ha ha, this is the jackpot.
Rafiki: Okay guys, who is ready for a campfire story?
Timon: A campfire story now?
Pat: Oh boy, it is time.
Pumbaa: Oh yeah, it is time to listen to the stories.
Stan: I am so not ready for this.
Timon: Come on Stan, it's just bedtime stories.
Stan: I knew there is going to be campfire stories because, campfire stories are scary!
Rafiki: Relax Stan, just sit down and listen to my stories.
Stan: Ugh, fine. Whatever.
Rafiki: Have a seat everyone. I would like to pick someone to go first. Ah, Timon the meerkat.
Timon: Lucky me.
Rafiki: So Timon, do you have a campfire story to tell us?
Timon: Oh yes, it's a pretty interesting one.
Ma: Oh.
Uncle Max: Boring.
Rafiki: Go ahead and say it.
Timon: Okay. A long time ago, me and Pumbaa were looking for grubs. Suddenly, a whole group of jackals were running everywhere and chasing after us.

(In a flashback, Timon and Pumbaa are running from the jackals chasing them in the Pride Lands)

Timon: Run faster Pumbaa!
Pumbaa: They're gonna eat us all!
Reirei: Come back here you lazy meerkat!
Goigoi: I want to eat the warthog!
Dogo: The meerkat is mine!
Kijana: I'll take the tail.
Reirei: That meerkat is going to be my lunch!
Timon: Pumbaa, run to the edge!
Pumbaa: Yes Timon, we better get away with those crazy jackals.
Timon: Hide in the edge! That way!

(Timon and Pumbaa hide in the dead end from the edge as the jackals are about to eat Timon and Pumbaa)

Timon: Oh no, dead end!
Pumbaa: This is it Timon. We're asked for it.
Timon: *gulp* We're dead.
Reirei: Here kitty kitty.
Goigoi: Come to papa.
Dogo: They're mine.
Kijana: I'm hungry.
Timon: Pumbaa, this is it. The jackals caught us all.
Pumbaa: Yeah. We're to die for. We're all dead.
Timon: Hug me Pumbaa.
Pumbaa: It's the best that we got since the hyena chase.
???: *roar*
Reirei: What was that?
Simba: *came from the rock*
Timon: Simba?
Pumbaa: It's the king.
Timon: Oh boy, he's gonna wipe some jackals out.
Reirei: Oh no, it's the king.
Goigoi: *gulp* He's gonna eat us all for prey.
Simba: *roar at the jackals*
Reirei: Run!
Goigoi: Let's get out of here and find a meerkat to eat!

(All the jackals has ran off from Simba's roar)

Timon: Oh Simba, you saved us all.
Simba: Oh yeah, my boys. That what i'm talking about.
Pumbaa: It is a pleasure to see you.
Simba: I haven't seen you guys for a while. Those nasty jackals were chasing off the other animals. But i know you guys are one of them.
Timon: Those jackals should have stayed back at the Outlands where the hyenas are.
Pumbaa: And they all love to fart.
Simba: But you alway fart Pumbaa. Remember when you farted at my grubs?
Pumbaa: Yeah, that was when you were a cub. I shouldn't done it in the first place.
Timon: Why don't you find a rest stop to fart for yourself. Everyone does it. Even my Uncle Max does it too as well.
Pumbaa: That's a shame.
Simba: Come on boys. It's not that bad. Stay out of trouble and see you later guys. I gotta keep an eye on Kiara for her first hunt in the next few years. See ya.
Timon: Goodbye prince.
Pumbaa: Our boy is the king and now he's watching over the animals.
Timon: You're right bestest friend. The Pride Lands will never be the same. *cry with Pumbaa by huging*

(Timon's story has ended)

Timon: And this is how Simba roared at the jackals and saved me and Pumbaa from the dry hole.
Rafiki: Ha ha ha, Simba is alway king. Now the Pride Lands can do anything they want.
Pumbaa: Yeah, my turn.
Pat: Go ahead Pumbaa.
Stan: Say whatever you like.
Pumbaa: Ahem. A long ago, before i met my bestest friend Timon, i used to live with a bunch of animals in the field. Things didn't work out great.

(In a flashback, many animals like to drink water as Pumbaa wake up, farting on a rock bump)

Pumbaa: *narrate* My days has been goofing off with some other animals. But they didn't like me there.
Mongoose #1: Gross.
Mongoose #2: Yuck.
Mongoose #3: Let's go find a place to live.
Mongoose #1: Yeah, i don't want to be with the stinky warthog.
Pumbaa: Hey guys, come back. Aw man. *fart at the beetle*
Beetle: Gross! I'm moving to the Back Lands. *leave*
Pumbaa: Aw man. I guess no one likes me after all.

(The following day, Pumbaa walk into the Savannah as five monkeys fell down the trees to the ground from Pumbaa's smelly butt. Pumbaa walk into the water hole to drink some water for himself with the other animals.)

Pumbaa: *narrating* One day, i found my aroma lacked a certain appeal and clear the Savannah after every meal. I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned. *he farted in front of the animals as they ran away from Pumbaa* And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind. *talk in his backstory* Guys, guys, guys! Oh god.

(The backstory ended with Pumbaa farting in front of everyone)

Pat: Aww, Pumbaa.
Stan: You interrupt your own story for this?
Pumbaa: But guys, i wasn't finish yet.
Pat: Now it's my turn to tell my own story.
Rafiki: Ha ha ha. That was a good one, go ahead.
Pumbaa: Hey, i wasn't finish.
Stan: Sorry Pumbaa, now it Pat's turn to tell his.
Timon: Better luck next time.
Pumbaa: Silly hippo.
Pat: Okay. One day, me and Stan are walking to the city at daytime. And he suddenly walk over to some disco place with neon lights.

(Pat's backstory start with Pat and Stan walking to the city)

Pat: So Stan, what do you want to do today?
Stan: Go shopping, go to a fast-food restaurant or whatever you like.
Pat: Hmm, maybe we should go to some night club and have some fun.
Stan: A night club? But it's day. Don't you mean a day club?
Pat: The names doesn't matter. That's why they called it a night club, or a disco.
Stan: A disco? For what?
Funky Gorilla: Hold it right there boys. Where do you think you're going?
Pat: Uh, the gift shop?
Funky Gorilla: No. You're in the right place to dance.
Pat: But we don't have our clothes on for nothing.
Stan: Yeah. Look like we better be going.
Crazy Lizard: No. You better have some clothes on. I know not everyone wear clothes. But you guys will. Get your wig, shirt and great looking pants and shoes going for you guys. You are the bomb. Woo.
Stan: You're trying to make this up. Right?
Funky Gorilla: No joke. Come back after you get changed.
Pat: Good day to you sir. Have a nice day.
Stan: We better get going. See ya.
Funky Gorilla: Hold it right there! If you want to be in the disco. You better dress up like us.
DJ Panda: Yeah.
Pat: We better get going to the ally. So there's no need to talk right now.
Stan: We got some loco motion going on here.
Funky Gorilla: Hmp?

(At the ally)

Pat: Why dress in such a way?
Stan: I don't know. Maybe they wanted us to?
Pat: No doubt. We can dress ourselves.
Stan: Yeah. No more babying around. How about we dress up in our 90's look.
Pat: Ooh, sound like a great idea.
Stan: These guys will have a good glimpse of how we look.
Pat: I better be wearing my disco wig on to show these ladies how hot i am.
Stan: You mean a afro wig?
Pat: Uh, yeah. That's a different name for a disco wig. Gotta get changing.
Stan: Right back at ya.

(Back at the streets next to the dance club)

Funky Gorilla: Oh yeah, these guys are waiting to come over and see how they look.
DJ Panda: You better get funky with that.
Rat: Oh wow, look at that. It's the hippo and dog.
Funky Gorilla: Huh?
Pat: *appear with his afro wig and some 90's clothes on* Oh yeah, check this one out.
Stan: *appear with a funky dog* Who's ready to Par-Tay?
Funky Gorilla: Oh yeah. That what i'm talking about. Real people in real awesome disco suits. Come on in to the club!

(At the dance club, many animals are dancing as the gang introduce to Pat and Stan)

Funky Gorilla: Hey DJ, stop the music. I said, stop the music!
DJ Fox: Yes my man. *stop the music*
Pat: Wow.
Stan: This seem like a nice place.
Funky Gorilla: Ladies and gentleman, i would present you one of our greatest people in history, um, what is your name?
Pat: Pat.
Funky Gorilla: Pat.
Stan: And Stan.
Funky Gorilla: Let me start over. Ladies and gentleman, we have some new members that will be joining us for a dance club event. Give it up for Pat and Stan!
Everyone: *cheers*
Pat: Oh yeah.
Stan: Boom boom pow.
Pat: What's up everyone?
Cool Turtle: Looking good.
Cool Chicken: You're all pumped up to the mix.
Pat: That does it.
Cool Monkey: Someone is about to get funky today.
Stan: We're ready to rock and dance.
Pat: It's time to Par-Tay for real!
Funky Gorilla: Let's turn the music back on.
DJ Fox: Yes my man. *play the music*
Funky Gorilla: Alright, get on the dance floor and let's hop around to the mix.
Pat: It's showtime.

(The song "Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado plays. Pat and Stan do their criss cross dance as a flamingo dance in a circle. A bunch of pandas show their groove together as a bunch of chihuahuas clap their hands with a monkey moving from side to side. A koala move in a dance lazy move like a worm with a bunch of dogs doing their cha cha line dance. Pat and Stan do their freestyle dance in front of the people.)

Everyone: *cheers*
Funky Gorilla: Rock on!
Pat: Oh yeah, kick it like the 90's.
Stan: Boom boom pow.
Pat: *tap dance*
Everyone: Ooh.
Pat: Yeah, how do you like me now?
Funky Gorilla: This is rock and roll!
Pat: Rock.
Stan: And roll! *roll to the stereo and get hit*
Everyone: Aww.
Stan: *giggle* I'm okay.
Everyone: *cheers*
Pat: My man, the dog.
Stan: My man, the hippo.
Pat: What dis to ya.

(Pat's backstory ended)

Pat: And this is how me and Stan rocked into that disco place.
Stan: Almost all the people liked our moves.
Rafiki: You guys done well. Now how about you Stan?
Stan: Oh boy, i remember having one of those days when we got the opportunity to go to the store to buy the dipped fudge Oreo cookies for a limited time.
Meerkats: Oooh.
Pat: Ah, oreos. I wish there is a banana flavor.
Stan: Thinking about bananas, huh?
Pat: Go on. Tell us your story.
Stan: Fine. It has been a long day when me and Pat would go out to go to the grocery store to find that fudge Oreo that Pat likes.

(Stan's backstory started when Stan and Pat are leaving the house to go to the grocery store)

Stan: Ah, what a nice relaxing day.
Pat: Hey Stan, the other day when i was reading a newspaper, i heard that Nabisco made a new type of Oreo with some white fudge on it.
Stan: Ooh, does it has chocolate in it?
Pat: Most of. Not everything is white chocolate.
Stan: You know that i hate pimples, but i'll give them a chance.
Pat: That's why you alway never judge a food by its looks.
Stan: Yeah yeah, let's just get in the car.
Pat: Alright, time for us to go.

(Pat and Stan get in the car as Stan start driving)

Pat: Ah, fresh breath of life.
Stan: Sure is Pat. What another day of life.
Pat: It's a good timing to go to the store to buy some fresh fudge oreos.
Stan: Does it need milk?
Pat: No need for milk.
Stan: Okay then, if you change your mind.
Pat: I'm just going to take a little break for now.
Stan: What? You said you wanted to go to the store to buy you some Oreos.
Pat: But my day has been longer. I have been working out for five weeks and all i needed is a break.
Stan: Oh come on now. We don't have time for that. We are suppose to go outside and have some fun like you did in your school days!
Pat: Stan!
Stan: Whoa! *stop the car from a redlight* What was that?
Pat: You almost pass the redlight.
Stan: Oh no, the police is coming.
Pat: Not again.

(The police car came as the fox police check on Pat and Stan)

Fox Police: What were you guys up to this morning?
Pat: Uh.......
Stan: Me and Pat were trying to rush off for work because, we're five minutes late.
Fox Police: Five minutes late, huh?
Pat: Is there a problem going on around here?
Fox Police: Yes. Do you know the mile of speed your driving in?
Stan: 20 speed per mile. Yeah, how about that.
Fox Police: Do you know what the real speed per mile you should be driving in.
Pat: Um? 100%. Yeah, that's the million dollar answer.
Fox Police: 40mph. You guys better move along or i'll chase you away, tattletale.
Pat: Oh, it's 9am, we gotta get out of here!
Stan: Asta ah pizza! *drive fast*
Fox Police: What the? Not on my watch. *drive fast*

(The background song "Perm" by Bruno Mars play during a car chase. The police car is chasing Pat and Stan in the car.)

Pat: Oh no, we're being chased!
Stan: What should we do?
Pat: Drive faster!
Stan: Okie dokie. More speed like the fast and the furious! *drive fast*
Pat: We gotta escape!
Stan: The police is chasing us. I better drive fast as i can.

(Stan drive the car faster as he head to the city as the police chases them in a rush)

Pat: Eek! We are in the city. You passed the red light.
Stan: Who cares. Don't you know that we're in a car chase situation?
Pat: I know. We're in danger!
Stan: The police can never stop us! We need to find a safe place to hide!
Pat: Quick, find a safe ally to hide.
Stan: We keep looking.
Pat: Move left!
Stan: *move the car left* Woo, we almost crash to the end.
Pat: Gotta be careful with that traffic.
Stan: And the police is still chasing us.
Fox Police: Stop right here! You're not going anywhere!
Pat: Hurry up!
Stan: Gotta go fast!
Pat: Move up!
Stan: *speed up*
Fox Police: No! *speed up*
Pat: The police is speeding up the car. He could get in trouble in this.
Stan: Yeah. What a life of crime.
Pat: Please don't tell me that we're gonna die.
Stan: I better hide in the ally!
Pat: Go find a ally and then hide!
Stan: Right back at ya.
Pat: We'll be outta here in no time.
Stan: The cop won't catch us in time!
Pat: High speed!
Stan: Okie dokie. *speed the car*
Fox Police: You can't get away. Now with high extra speed! *speed the car up*

(Pat and Stan dash the car to the straight as the police car moves to chase Pat and Stan. Stan dashes left and go right in order to escape.)

Pat: Ha ha ha. He won't find us this time.
Stan: That does it well.
Pat: Oh no, he's coming back!
Stan: Quick. Now hide in the ally.
Pat: Stop the car, stop the car.
Stan: *stop the car to the ally* Let's leave quickly!
Pat: We gotta hide!
Stan: *open the car door* Quick. Find a safe place to hide and don't say anything.

(Back with the fox police)

Fox Police: These wild animals aren't going anywhere. Huh? They stop the car in the ally. Now it's my watch to arrest them.

(At the ally, the fox police check to see if Pat and Stan are here)

Fox Police: No sign of that hippo and dog anywhere. Good. It seem that they ran off alone, crying like babies. Ugh, i gotta get back to crime work. *get back in his car and drive*

(At the green garbage dump can, Pat and Stan were hiding from the fox police)

Pat: How are we doing?
Stan: Good. Man, this place stinks.
Pat: Yeah, let's get out of here.
Stan: Right at it.

(Pat and Stan get off of the green garbage dump can as the background song end)

Pat: Man, that was a close one.
Stan: Promise to not go over with these situations ever again.
Pat: I got it. I can't believe we got a chase with the police.
Stan: Yeah, i hope it doesn't happen again.
Pat: Let's go to the door and get back to the car.
Stan: Not a problem. I hope you cheer yourself up.

(Pat and Stan went back to the car as Stan's backstory ended)

Stan: After getting into that car chase, me and Pat decided to go back to the car and drive to the store and finally got his fudge Oreo cookies.
Pat: Mmm, that was the bomb.
Rafiki: Ah, very impressed.
Timon: Oh well. Four stories are down.
Pumbaa: Yeah, those were entertaining.
Rafiki: Four stories down. What do i think of yours?
Pat: What do you think about them?
Stan: Do you like them?
Timon: Do you hate it?
Pumbaa: What about it?
Rafiki: I have something to say about you four's campfire stories.
Timon: Like what?
Rafiki: You're stories are just simple!
Timon: What?!
Pat: But that's impossible. They're real to me.
Rafiki: They're too family friendly.
Pat: Family friendly?!
Stan: Is this a kind of joke?
Rafiki: No, no. A real campfire story is suppose to be scary in form of story telling.
Pat: Scary?!
Timon: *act like a vampire* Roar, roar, roar. I am a vampire and i suck people bloods.
Pumbaa: Blah. Not in front of the kids.
Timon: Sorry. I was just mocking the people.
Rafiki: Okay guys. It is time to tell you the story of the Zimwi.
Timon: The Zimma what?
Pat: The Zimweewee?
Rafiki: No. It's the Zimwi.
Stan: Huff. It seem like a myth of a creature like a dragon.
Pumbaa: What's a Zimwi?
Rafiki: The zimwi is a elusive beast that comes only on a full moon.
Pat: Does it look like a ogre, a spirit and a ghost?
Rafiki: You are correct. Ha ha ha. How do you know?
Pat: Since science class, i was a expert on those mystic creatures like the yeti and bigfoot.
Stan: Is the bigfoot related to the yeti?
Pat: Dude, they're different creatures.
Stan: It doesn't matter if they rhyme the same.
Rafiki: Guys, shhhh. It's story time.
Timon: Oh my.
Ma: Here we go again.
Uncle Max: Not another song.
Rafiki: *singing*

On a night such as this

With the full moon up high

A creature comes out

With a frightening cry

It towers above you

Tall as two giraffes

And as it approaches

Oh, how it laughs

Ha!

So beware all you animals

You're in for a fright

Something is lurking

But just out of sight

You won't hear it coming

Though try as you might

So beware of the Zimwi

Beware of the Zimwi tonight

Listen closely now

Big spikes has the Zimwi

And yes, it moves fast

With eight legs on his body

Each bigger than the last

His teeth are sharper than a croc's

So I've heard

Yet those who have seen it

Never speak another word

So beware all you young ones

You're in for a fright

Something is lurking

But just out of sight

You won't hear it coming

Though try as you might

So beware of the Zimwi

Beware of the Zimwi tonight

Haha!

Beware of the Zimwi tonight

Pat: Ahhhh!
Stan: Rafiki, stop singing. You know Pat is scared of the Zimwi.
Rafiki: Oh ho ho ho. You don't like my singing, don't know.
Pat: I do. The Zimwi is giving us all nightmares!
Iron Joe: Ahh! This is worse since the hyenas take over Pride Rock.
Uncle Max: Come on guys, it's not real. It's a myth. Every shadow is fooled by a Zimwi.
Ma: I have a cousin who has a friend that knows an ox who told him that he ran into the Zimwi and got eaten by it.
Everyone: *shocked*
Pat: The Zimwi is real!
Pumbaa: *fart* I just farted by butt off.
Timon: Pat is right. The Zimwi is real. It's not a myth. It's really coming out of reality. You're lying Rafiki!
Rafiki: No, no. The Zimwi is not real. Everyone has been hiding in shadows since the full moon night and most of them were called Zimwi.
Pat: Well i'm not a Zimwi than your messy rocky hair.
Rafiki: Hey! Who said my hair was rocky and messy?
Pat: Jeez, you really need to take a bath.
Rafiki: Patrick!
Pat: It's Pat.
Rafiki: Pat the hippo, how dare you.
Stan: Let's just go. Story time is over.
Timon: Yeah, Pat is having some anger issues.
Pat: I don't. I don't wanna hear a single story of a Zimwi ever again in my life!
Pumbaa: Whoa, that was goosebumps and hideous.
Rafiki: Come on guys. Pack up, it's time to go to bed.
Pat: Goodbye for now. It's better off to not spread the Zimwi story to the whole Pride Lands!
Stan: Pat, come back.
Timon: Where are you going?
Pumbaa: Come on, you can't leave me all alone. Guys.
Mody: I hope the Zimwi isn't real.
Dacey: Of course it's not.
Uncle Max: Fake as always. Mind your own business.
Mody: I really need to take a nap.

TO BE CONTINUED

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