Timon and Pumbaa meets Pat & Stan 2 (Chapter 7)

Chapter 7 is the seventh chapter of Timon and Pumbaa meets Pat & Stan 2 written by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "Funkytown".

Plot[]

(Back at Professor Chi-Chi's lab, Chi-Chi is at the table, testing some potions on a big scrap of paper. He is also listening to music on his headphone with "Too Hot" by Kool & the Gang playing.)

Professor Chi-Chi: Oh boy, this might do the trick for Pat, Stan, Timon and Pumbaa to power up.
Stuart: *enter the lab* Hello Chi-Chi.
Professor Chi-Chi: You again? I bet you alway come into my lab.
Stuart: Yeah, i wonder how the gang is doing.
Professor Chi-Chi: They're doing great. Camp Lagoon is doing a good job with them.
Stuart: Camp Lagoon? I wish we can go to Camp Lagoon for vacation.
Professor Chi-Chi: Yeah, too much work. I alway stay here to invent something. Like all year long.
Stuart: Too bad. Pat and Stan didn't invite us for Camp Lagoon. I wish they could someday.
Professor Chi-Chi: Right on, i should be heading back to work.
Stuart: Well, i gotta go, bye for now.
Professor Chi-Chi: What a sloth.

(Back at Camp Lagoon, the gang arrive back at the beach)

Pat: Man, what a battle.
Timon: We almost got killed back at the waterfall.
Stan: Bet it not gonna happen again.
Pumbaa: Never again.
Timon: Wait a minute, hold on a second, why are we back at the beach?
Pat: This is the same place we went before!
Stan: This lagoon is so long. *check the map* This lagoon is much bigger than a amusement park.
Timon: Can you imagine that?
Pumbaa: Whoa.
Pat: We're at the beach. We're right here.
Stan: I know Pat. But can we go back to the tent for a minute?
Pat: Fine. Let's go boys.

(Back at the tent as the gang arrives back)

Timon: So here the plan, if we wanna make a deal with Professor Chi-Chi, then all we gotta do is make a contract.
Pumbaa: How come? What about the way of getting back home?
Timon: Chi-Chi is still fixing the cube. It may take some time to get us back home before the next day.
Pat: What happen if Brutox is alive and he plan to blow up the whole park? That is terrible.
Stan: Stop whiny like a five year old and you know what's better.
Timon: I think we should call it a day. Let's pack our stuff and we're off to go.
Stan: Ooh, how about we try out going to one of the places we never been before.
Pat: Great idea.
Timon: Let's see. Um.....Hakuna Matata Falls, nope. Pride Rock, nah. Doesn't exist here.
Stan: Ooh, let's try out Funkytown.
Pat: Funkytown? That's a cool song from Lipps Inc.
Stan: Not the band name lazy bum. I mean we should go to Funkytown and have much fun over there than at Camp Lagoon.
Timon: What's wrong with Camp Lagoon?
Stan: It's good, but i think we should go somewhere else to explore more places around the world.
Pat: It's like a family trip.
Stan: Kind of, more like a field trip.
Timon: But we are on a field trip.
Stan: This is not an field trip buddy. This is vacation.
Pumbaa: So what should we do now?
Pat: Let's pack up and head over to Funkytown. It's close to Camp Lagoon and much farther than our home.
Stan: Wait, it's 3 hours long to get here and we will make it in the night time.
Timon and Pumbaa: What?
Pat: I think we should dress up in our disguises like we did back at the headquarters.
Stan: I don't wanna talk about that.
Pat: Then maybe we should dress up nice and fancy for the city.
Stan: Hey, that's a better idea.
Timon: Really?
Pumbaa: Oh well, time to pack and dress up at the same time.
Pat: Here we go.
Stan: Time to start packing our stuff and let's roll out.

(Back at Hakuna Matata, Mody and the gang are looking for a wise guy)

Mody: Where is that guy you're looking for?
Uncle Max: He's old and he look realistic than the ones from our colony.
Ma: He doesn't look like us.
Monzo: I know the place where that wise guy is telling all of his stories to his meerkat friends.
Dacey: Maybe it's the other way or one way another.
Della: Did you hear something?
Monzo: It's him. Let's go.
Uncle Max: Shhhh. Quiet, he's telling his stories.
Monzo: Oh, my bad.

(In another side, a old meerkat is telling his story to a bunch of meerkat friends)

Meekon: Long, long ago, strange two-legged creatures wandered these lands. They made their homes in caves and scavenged for food, just like us! They even made their clothes out of animal skins. These creatures were very clever and dangerous.
Mody: What is he talking about?
Dacey: I think he's talking about humans.
Monzo: Humans?! Ugh, how do you even know?
Meekon: Wait, who goes there?
Uncle Max: They caught us.
Monzo: Look what you done?!
Meekon: Come out, come out whatever you are.
Mody: Hide.
Meekon: Don't hide, we're not afraid to kill you. Please come out of the bush.
Ma: I think he's calling us.
Della: We're not that bad.
Mody: Oh boy, it's a miracle.
Meekon: Come out, come out whatever you are.

(The gang pop out of the bush)

Monzo: Meekon.
Meekon: Well well well, look who it is.
Monzo: I found you.
Meekon: So you must be Monzo.
Monzo: Yes. It been a long time since we first met.
Uncle Max: I need answers. Do you know how we can get our boy Timon back?
Meekon: Timon? An honor?
Ma: No. He's my son.
Meekon: Oh, i get what your son is all about.
Uncle Max: No no. Pay attention!
Meekon: My bad. Timon is your son?
Uncle Max: She's Timon's mother.
Meekon: Oh, what can i do for you?
Ma: Is there a way to get into the other world? Rafiki know how to get to the other world, but i think it only work when the portal is about to open.
Meekon: Time travel you think?
Ma: Something like that. Is there a chance to get into Pat and Stan's world to find our son?
Meekon: There may be some clues into that problem. What happen if the Circle of Life open a second dimension into the universe?
Uncle Max: That must be the Animal World where the animals live. We meerkats live peaceful and harmony from predators like the hyenas.
Meekon: Sorry bud, i can't do that job for you. I have other things to do with my colony. Come back if you need me.
Uncle Max: What?
Mody: You're not going to save Timon?
Meekon: No. My colony need to go somewhere. I wish i can do the job for you. But farewell, time to help some families over to the fields.
Uncle Max: Darn it.
Meekon: Get somebody like Rafiki to help.
Ma: But he's not around here anymore!
Uncle Max: He may be at the Pride Lands, helping Simba and the others.
Meekon: King Simba, i get it. Come on friends, we got some work to do.
Dacey: Aw man.
Della: We were so close getting into the hints.
Monzo: I can't believe it. He can't even hear our words.
Mody: Maybe we should just go. Let them just go back to the colony.
Monzo: Fine. I think we should learn how to make smoothies for now on.
Uncle Max: I'm going to make myself a drink.

(Back at Camp Lagoon, in the forest side, two bear park rangers are walking into the path)

Park Ranger #1: Well, well, well. I didn't see any footprints from here.
Park Ranger #2: Look like a bear may have walked in.
Park Ranger #1: But you are a bear.
Park Ranger #2: Oh, my mistake.
Park Ranger #1: It's okay. Everyone is different.
Park Ranger #2: Whoa, look at that.
Park Ranger #1: Is that a pig and a meerkat?
Park Ranger #2: I thought the pig was the warthog who was with the meerkat several months ago after the planet control incident.
Park Ranger #1: *push Brutox from laying down* Wake up! You can't sleep here. You have to go somewhere else.
Brutox: *stand up* You were pushing me.
Park Ranger #1: You can't sleep here. I'm going to ask your friend to get up from sleeping. It's above the park rules.
Brutox: *mind control the ranger*
Park Ranger #1: Ahh. Ahhh. Ahhhh!
Brutox: Listen to me. Tell me where the furry friends are?
Park Ranger #2: The furry friends?
Park Ranger #1: They went the other way. I saw footprints of them.
Brutox: Good. *use the force on the ranger and move him down by laying down*
Park Ranger #2: Easy there.
Selfish meerkat: *stand up* Stop this bear right away.
Brutox: Who came out of the cave? You! *punch the park ranger in pain*
Park Ranger #2: Ooooooooooh. *fell down*
Brutox: That hippo, dog, meerkat and warthog must be somewhere around the forest. Come on selfish meerkat, i saw footprints of them ever since the waterfall.
Selfish meerkat: Someone is gonna feast tonight.
Brutox: Look like the world is going to end on me. *evil laugh*

(Back with the gang, they're packing their stuff up to leave Camp Lagoon)

Timon: Look like we're ready to go.
Pat: All clear.
Pumbaa: We got everything going?
Stan: Yes. Someone need this space in order to set up camp. Now it's the time to leave and go to Funkytown.
Timon: Alright, Funkytown is about a three hour drive.
Pat: Let's find a gas station to fill up the car in order to get there.
Stan: Sure thing Pat. Let's go to the gas station to charge the car up.
Timon: You mean fill up the gas?
Stan: Yes.
Pumbaa: Fill up gas to fart?
Stan: No Pumbaa. This gas station is just for cars to fill up juice. Not to fart like you.
Pumbaa: Oh, sorry.
Timon: What are you waiting for? Time to go.
Pat: Everyone get in the car.

(At the car, Pat start driving as they leave Camp Lagoon and head over to the road)

Timon: So we're going to Funkytown?
Pat: Yes. I think this is the right way to go to Funkytown.
Stan: Yeah, this is the right road.
Pumbaa: This look more of a family vacation already.
Pat: But we're not inviting some of our relatives there. It's just the four of us.
Timon: I get the point.
Pumbaa: I feel fresh.
Pat: Is there a gas station we can go to?
Stan: Yeah, it's just 5 blocks away.
Pat: Okie dokie, we're almost there as we just got back.
Stan: Let's keep on going.
Pat: Alright. Feel like a safe trip to the city.
Timon: *check on the map* Okay, where are we?
Pumbaa: We're about to stop on the gas station.
Pat: There it is.
Stan: Let's fill up the car.
Pat: Right on.

(At the gas station)

Timon: So a station is a place for people.
Pat: Yeah. There's a gas station, a bus station and many more stations out there in the world.
Pumbaa: What about a PlayStation?
Stan: It's a game console. It's not a real station in real life. It's just the name of the console they called it.
Pat: What about a PSP?
Stan: Forget about it. We need to fill up the car before we go.
Pat: Okay. Not a problem. But make it quick.
Stan: I will hippo boy.

(Back with Brutox and the selfish meerkat, they arrive at the dock at Camp Lagoon)

Brutox: Oh boy, boats.
Selfish meerkat: They're too easy to steal.
Brutox: No. There's people there. There need to be a way to get out of this place.
Selfish meerkat: Why don't you ask?
Brutox: Ah hoy. Good idea.

(At the boat)

Pig Colonel: Ah, Camp Lagoon is the best spot for us.
Bear Dude: Can you pour me a cup of wine?
Pig Colonel: Oh sure. Not a problem. *pour a bottle of wine to the cup*
Bear Dude: Fresh and sound.
Brutox: Hola my friends, i'm just wonder if i can sail the boat for you?
Bear Dude: Who is this pig in the suit?
Pig Colonel: What are you doing here?
Brutox: May i sail the boat just to go after the hippo, dog, meerkat and warthog?
Pig Colonel: Sure, so much for the pleasantries.
Selfish meerkat: I was just wondering who you told about our little arrangement.
Bear Dude: He's telling the truth.
Pig Colonel: Good. Well, i guess we're done here. Let's wrap things up, shall we?
Brutox: I was going to blow this place up. Now, you let me walk out of here with my money, or i will pull this pin, and we all die.
Pig Colonel: Go ahead, pull it.
Brutox: I'll do it. I swear to God.
Selfish meerkat: Pull the stupid pin.
Brutox: *pull the pin up* I'll guess you all die in here. *drop the grenade*
Bear Dude: Jump out of the boat!

(The grenade explodes, kicking the Pig Colonel out as Brutox and the meerkat hold on to another boat and steal it as they sail to the seas)

Bear Dude: *in the water* It's too cold. Why it isn't warm around here?
Pig Colonel: *in the water* I think Hurricane Season set up the fall and winter time when the water started to become cold.
Bear Dude: That not i was trying to say.
Pig Colonel: He's stealing one of our ships!
Bear Dude: Quick. Grab the phone. Call the police or something.
Pig Colonel: I need to contract the chief about this. That pig is stealing one of our boats and we need to stop this theft anyways with his meerkat friend.
Bear Dude: Got it. Let's head back to the beach.

(Back with Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan, the car is filled up)

Stan: The car is finally filled up. Now we can go to Funkytown at last.
Pat: Yes! I cannot wait to rock and roll over that city.
Timon: Now we can go.
Pumbaa: Back on the car.
Pat: Let's drive.
Stan: Right at ya.

(Pat continue to drive the car on their way to Funkytown. Three hours later.)

Timon: How long is this trip is gonna be? Can we rent a hotel for the night?
Pat: No. We're almost there at the moment.
Timon: Ugh.
Pumbaa: Timon, there are no worries. Stop worrying about tomorrow and join the fun.
Timon: Fine.
Stan: Man, it's getting dark in here.
Pat: Night time is about to come on when the sun is down.
Timon: Sun's going down?
Pumbaa: Yep. Now it's gettin darker in here.
Pat: I see lights.
Timon: The end of the world?
Pat: No. That means, we're in Funkytown!
Stan: Alright, we made it here.
Pumbaa: Woo hoo. The city looks shiny.
Pat: Not just because it's shiny, we can see the lights when it get darker.
Pumbaa: Oh.
Stan: Alright. The big town is finally here for us.
Pat: Here we go.

(The gang arrive at Funkytown, a big downtown-like city with a bunch of lights and music around. The background song "Funkytown" by Lipps Inc. plays in the background as the gang look over in the stores of the town. Pat parked the car in the parking lot.)

Pat: Get dressed. We gotta look more fancy like when we go out for a nice fancy restaurant.
Timon: Fine. Now with our fake mustaches on, we will look like handsome men in the butler's house.

(The gang look around in the city as Timon and Pumbaa visit a clothes store)

Timon: Look like the nice suits they have on.
Pumbaa: I wish our meerkat pals can look at this stuff. This will fit great on them when we go out for dates and more.
Timon: They don't fit on them. They're not on the sizes they are.
Pumbaa: Oh. I shouldn't wear them all.

(Pat and Stan went inside of a music store to see all the kind of music on TV and display)

Pat: Whoa, look at the TV.
Stan: Old fashioned TVs. This feel like old school like the 90's.
Pat: Well, i should be running in the 90's.
Stan: Running back to the future.
Pat: Whoa, is that Kool And The Gang? Their songs are retro amazing.
Stan: Good old band they have since The Beetles.
Pat: I thought Lipps Inc. was a cool band once.
Stan: Ooh, check this one out.
Pat: Elvis Presley!
Stan: I'll call it a trap. Good looking album.
Pat: Fun songs on the soundtrack.

(Timon and Pumbaa went to a bar to drink lemonade, watching a game of soccer with a bunch of animals and cheering)

Timon: Go for the Goal!
Pumbaa: Yeah. Kick it like a soccer.
Timon: But it is a soccer ball Pumbaa. Didn't you see the spots of the ball?
Pumbaa: I thought it is a zebra ball.
Timon: Zebras have stripes. What make you think that a meerkat could have spots?
Pumbaa: Then i would be a hamster.
Timon: Ha! You're very funny Pumbaa.

(Pat and Stan are at the museum, checking a bunch of statues in the hallway)

Pat: Whoa, look at the hippo caveman.
Stan: Don't you think this museum will fit for Stephanie's arts?
Pat: I think so. Let's go check on the artists.
Stan: Right on.

(At the art section)

Pat: Ooh, i see Mona Lisa.
Stan: What is this rainbow stuff doing here in Mexico?
Pat: Look like Peter Max's famous drawings.
Stan: All he does is rush the paintings and make them look like rainbow.
Pat: Hey Einstein, it's right here. Maybe you could draw one like these.
Stan: Something more like Stan the Man, or Professor Stan.
Pat: Hey, take a look at that golden banana statue.
Stan: Whoa, it's your lucky day Pat. You're the king of the jungle now with the fruits.
Pat: Oh my, if it was real, i would taste every bite of it in my stomach.
Stan: I wish they could have a bigger dog bone in here.

(Timon and Pumbaa went to the arcade to play some games)

Timon: Whoa.
Pumbaa: Come on Timon, there's a soaker game with grubs on it.
Timon: Let me try. *he and Pumbaa play the bug soaker game* Ooh, what's that green thing?
Pumbaa: That's a hose. You use it to spray water on the targets.
Timon: *hold on the hose* Let me try. *spray water on the targets with grubs* Take that you rubber ducky! Who's going to cry to their ant mommy now?
Pumbaa: Yeah, yeah, yeah! Boom! Way a go Timon.
Timon: Ha ha ha. This never gets old.
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata. I wish we can do one of these when we get back to the jungle.
Timon: Yeah. I'm pretty sure Ma and Uncle Max are going to like this idea of a soaker game.

(The background song ends and back with Brutox and the selfish meerkat at the middle of the ocean, riding on the boat)

Selfish meerkat: How long are we in the middle of the ocean for?
Brutox: 3 hours!
Selfish meerkat: 3 hours? You got to be kidding me. I move my butt all the way here, just to get us starving in the first place.
Brutox: I'm hungry. What does this boat have in mind? *inside of the boat* Hm, let's me see? *open the fridge* Ham, nope. Cupcakes, nope. Ah ha, that what i needed.
Selfish meerkat: What is it?
Brutox: Steak. Look like they shoot a animal before since the open season.
Selfish meerkat: I'm hungry right now. Let's get cooking.
Brutox: Alright. Turn on the oven.
Selfish meerkat: *open the oven* Place it in first.
Brutox: *place the steak in the oven and close it as he set up the time to cook the steak in the stove* Alright. This should take as a minute to cook.
Selfish meerkat: Do you think we should add a little salt to it?
Brutox: More or less. This should do a little bit of it.
Selfish meerkat: I get the plates.
Brutox: Make sure you keep the boat going. I know it's a small boat, but move it so we can go find a place to live.
Selfish meerkat: You know we were suppose to stop the hippo, dog, meerkat and warthog, not have fun and enjoy with life.
Brutox: Oh right. We'll find another country to dock our boat in order to take a train to the place we were.
Selfish meerkat: That's a long way from here my friend.

(Moments later, the steak was ready and Brutox use his oven gloves to take the steak out of the oven and place it on the table)

Selfish meerkat: Time to eat like a warthog.
Brutox: *take his gloves off and use a knife to cut the steak into pieces* Fresh and tastes like ribs.
Selfish meerkat: Look like a dead animal meal. Our target is on the warthog.
Brutox: That smelly warthog will die. *eat the steak*
Selfish meerkat: *eat the steak* Yummy.
Brutox: Not bad for a meal. One savage meal will hunt on the hippo.

(Back at Funkytown, Timon and Pumbaa are still at downtown)

Timon: This place look like neon.
Pumbaa: Make me want to go back to the good old days of living in a watering hole with a bunch of friends.
Timon: But back home doesn't have a city, or a series of lights in the sky.
Pumbaa: I wonder how the animals of the Pride Lands would be like when they see the lights.
Timon: Fine by me.
Pat: Hey.
Stan: Just to stop by and say hello.
Timon: Whoa, how are you guys back here?
Pat: It has been a night. It's a fun day for us.
Stan: Best night of our lifes.
Timon: I wonder how the city glow like fireflies.
Pat: It alway glow. The city is suppose to look like a 90's setting with a theme of future elements.
Pumbaa: You know about this?
Stan: Whoa, look at the disco. It's even bigger than all the night clubs in the world.
Timon: Come on and let's go. It's going to be a disco night.
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.
Stan: I want to go back to my high school days wearing a afro wig.
Pat: All the good old days of wearing a afro wig gonna go.
Stan: Why you dare to ask?
Pat: Just act like the modern day. It's already 2013 in the middle of the end of the year.

(Into the line of the night club with two bear bodyguards)

Pat: Ah hoy, me and my friends like to come inside and have some fun with the ladies.
Stan: Bon appetit?
Bear Bodyguard #1: Yes.
Bear Bodyguard #2: *open the right door* You may enter.
Pat: Thank you.
Stan: You're quite welcome.
Timon: Thanks a lot.
Bear Bodyguard #2: Wait. Are these your friends?
Stan: Um, sure. Let them in.
Bear Bodyguard #2: Fine, you may pass.
Pumbaa: Wow.

(A bunch of animals are dancing into the night club. The night club look as big as a cruise lobby. Timon and the gang are walking into the dance club.)

Timon: Too many animals, huh?
Pumbaa: I'm not so well in crowds. What happen if i fart in front of everyone?
Timon: Just go use the bathroom. There's like 50 bathrooms in the bigger night club.
Pumbaa: I never been to a place like this before.
Timon: Biggest night club ever. Our first time here.
Pat: Come on guys, i found seats for us.
Stan: Everyone sitting in these fancy tables are just like Comic Con to them.
Timon: Seats!
Pumbaa: Okie dokie.

(Timon and Pumbaa sit down to a table with Pat and Stan)

Pat: Oh, i almost forgot that you can order like you're on a restaurant.
Timon: Really? You know about this smarty pants?
Pat: I just check the map from last year of Funkytown. One year from yesterday.
Stan: That was last September Pat!
Pat: I was checking on the city on my aunt's smartphone.
Stan: Our aunt you whoop head.
Pat: Who you calling a whoop?
Pumbaa: Guys. This place is suppose to get you guys from having fun, not to fight like in a bar or something.
Stan: Fine. Sorry.
Pat: How rude.
Timon: Hey Pumbaa.
Pumbaa: What it is Timon?
Timon: Imagine if i have these ladies dancing with me. What do you think?
Pumbaa: Um?
Timon: Let me see?

(Timon dream on a sequence, walking into the dance floor with a bunch of meerkat ladies like him with "Shining Star" by Earth, Wind and Fire playing)

Timon: Hello ladies, wanna dance with me?
Meerkat Ladies: *scream for the love of Timon*
Timon: Let's go dance along. *do jumping jacks* One, two, three, four, five! How about the smoove mooth? *do a spin dance and crash on the drink jar* Whoa, now that gotta hurt.

(Timon's dream ended)

Timon: Geez, bad idea to spin around. Well, we're not ready for this.
Pumbaa: Come on Timon, think of something on what our dance moves could be. Let me think of something. Um?

(Pumbaa dream on a sequence, drinking a cup of watermelon juice as he see a female warthog with his eyes with "Blue Monday" by New Order playing)

Pumbaa: Whoa. *stand up and walk close to the female warthog* Um, hi? Wanna dance?
Female Warthog: Sure. Not a problem.
Pumbaa: Yahoo! *go on the dance floor and dance with the female warthog* Oh yeah, pump it like it's hot.
Female Warthog: Woo hoo!
Pumbaa: Feel like i'm hitting the flow at the disco.
Female Warthog: Feel free my love.
Pumbaa: Ahh. *fell down on the dance floor* Oof.

(Pumbaa's dream ended)

Pumbaa: Ahh, the love of my life.
Timon: *snap his fingers* Pumbaa!
Pumbaa: Oh, what, where?
Pat: You guys are thinking about your dance moves? Let me think of one. Um?

(Pat dream on a sequence, wear a pilot suit in front of a hippo lady. The song "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees play in the background with Pat taking off his suit and dance with the hippo lady.)

Pat: Oh yeah, show your moves.
Hippo Lady: *dance with Pat*
Pat: Hopscotch! Hopscotch!

(Pat's dream ended)

Pat: Nah, not a good one.
Stan: Let me see. Everyone dog is different and the female dogs look like the ladies in size of the hair.
Pat: What's the explanation?
Stan: Hm?

(Stan dream on a sequence, a female pink poodle was sitting on a table as Stan with a handsome look with a suit came along. The background song "Who Let the Dogs Out?" by Baha Men play as the ladies scream in love for Stan. Stan came to the dance floor and dance with the pink poodle.)

Stan: Oh yeah, show your moves!
Pink Poodle: We love you Stanley.
Stan: Feel like a Friday. Shake those hips and cross your legs.
Pink Poodle: Criss cross apple sauce!
Stan: That's more like it.

(Stan's dream ended)

Stan: Ah ha. Good idea.
Pumbaa: Now it's our chance to get the fans together.
Timon: Fans? We don't have any fans.
Pat: You mean dance on the dance floor to get people along from liking you?
Stan: Yes. That's it.
Timon: Let's go.
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.

(At the dance floor)

Disco Bear: Ladies and gentleman, it's time for a song event. Gather around in groups and pick a partner to pick with.
Timon: I choose Pumbaa.
Pat: I choose Stan.
Disco Bear: Well well well. Look like some of you guys are going to dance and rock and roll during the dance. Hey, i like these clothes.
Timon: Oh, thank you very much.
Disco Bear: Any song you guys want to play today?
Pat: I remember that one time when we were on vacation to Scotland, it was a very cold windy day. The rain spreaded out and i was sick at that time.
Disco Bear: Oh my, bad luck.
Stan: We would like to sing a song for it.
Disco Bear: Go ahead boys.
Timon: Hey hey. Cut the chase, we should sing along.
Disco Bear: The meerkat and warthog? Okay.
Pumbaa: I'm in,
Pat: Ladies and gentleman, let put our hands up for a big night we had. Are you ready to dance along?
Everyone: YEAH!
Pat: I can't hear you.
Everyone: YEAH!
Pat: Alright, it's gather around and let's shake it.
Stan: Someone turn the music up.

(The song is about to turn on)

Timon: Alright, animals, put your hands up and it's time to sing.
Everyone:

Na na na na na na na na

Stan:

Oh what a day

A day in gray

Timon:

Forget about

Your cabriolet

Pumbaa: Carriage.
Pat:

It's raining cats

Cats and dogs

Over the hills

and through the fog

Timon:

The sky is full

full of clouds

But I want

to go out

I want to play

play the pipes

Play it loud all day and night

Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan: *dance along while singing*

I catched a cold in Scotland

A cold under the kilt

It's raining more It's raining more

It's making me ill

I catched a cold in Scotland

Cause I wear no underwear

So if you ever go to Scotland

Disco Bear: Please take care.
Everyone:

Na na na na na na na na

(Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan now dream in a sequence as they are sick in a hospital while in their beds)

Timon:

Oh what a day

I feel so bad

I have to lay

down in my bed

Pumbaa: In his bed.
Stan:

My nose is running

My nose is red

I feel pain

in my head

Now I'm sick

Now I'm ill

Pat: Oh doctor doctor, give me a pill.
Elephant Doctor: *give Pat a pill*
Chorus: Give him a pill.
Timon:

Cause I like

to play the pipes

Pumbaa: Play it loud all day and night!

(As the dream part is finish, we went back to Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan dancing and singing to the song with their friends)

Timon, Pumbaa, Pat and Stan:

I catched a cold in Scotland

A cold under the kilt

It's raining more It's raining more

It's making me ill

I catched a cold in Scotland

Cause I wear no underwear

So if you ever go to Scotland

Disco Bear: Please take care.
Everyone:

Na na na na na na na na

Disco Bear: All together now!
Chorus:

I catched a cold in Scotland

A cold under the kilt

It's raining more It's raining more

It's making me ill

I catched a cold in Scotland

Cause I wear no underwear

So if you ever go to Scotland

Please take care!

Everyone: *cheers*
Disco Bear: Bravo! Bravo! What a song.
Timon: Woo hoo!
Pumbaa: This is the best night ever.
Pat: Oh yeah. Rock on like it's 1994!
Stan: Twist like the disco.
Disco Bear: Oh yeah, give it a applause to the meerkat, warthog, hippo and dog!
Everyone: *cheers*
Timon: Hakuna Matata.
Pumbaa: You alway say it.
Timon: Nah, you alway say it buddy.
Pumbaa: *laughs* You win Timon, you win meerkat.
Timon: Oh lucky me. You alway blow it for yourself.
Pumbaa: You're my bestest friend ever.
Timon: Friends to the end buddy.
Pat: One for all.
Stan: The four of us has united at last.

(Meanwhile back at the neighborhood in Stephanie's house, Stuart is having a dinner date with Stephanie)

Stuart: Man, it feel so good to have a dinner night with you.
Stephanie: Yes my love. While Pat and Stan are out for vacation, we can spend more time together with the hippo and dog being next to me.
Stuart: Cool. What about that meerkat and warthog that came out of nowhere?
Stephanie: They're with Pat and Stan for vacation. They must came out of Hakuna Matata.
Stuart: These empanadas taste good.
Stephanie: I also added a little amount of spinach in it.
Stuart: The meat part taste well.
Stephanie: That's my boy. Now who is going to serve some drinks?
Stuart: I can pour a little drink of yours. *pour wine to Stephanie's cup*
Stephanie: Oh, thank you. That's very kind of you.
Stuart: You're quite welcome. Jeez, i could use a little hand of that tasty meal.

(Back at Funkytown, Timon and the gang came back from the disco club and walked throughout the city)

Timon: *laughs* That was fun.
Pumbaa: I can never get a load of this.
Pat: Their cocktails taste like soda.
Stan: Man, i'm really getting tired. It has been a long ride today.
Pat: Let's find a hotel to stay in.
Stan: What about a marriott?
Pat: The hotel is the marriott.
Stan: I know, can we stay for one night?
Pat: Sure thing. Tomorrow we will be back home before afternoon.
Timon: What a long day today.
Pumbaa: Are there hotels in Funkytown?
Pat: Yes. Their rooms are themed to be fancy like the medieval times.
Stan: What are you waiting for? Let's go.

(Inside of the hotel in the service room)

Elephant Hotel Manager: Hello boys, what can i do for you?
Pat: Can we stay for one night?
Elephant Hotel Manager: Oh sure, follow me.

(In floor three, there room is shown to be 305)

Elephant Hotel Manager: Here you go. Here's the keys if you want to go out and lock the door. Remember, do not lose it for we'll be in trouble.
Pat: I promise.
Stan: It's much than a deal.
Timon: We are trustworthy enough to take care of things of ourselves.
Elephant Hotel Manager: Ok, enjoy the night.

(In the room)

Pumbaa: Whoa. Two beds? We get to share.
Pat: Every room has two beds. One for you and one for the other.
Stan: We're sleeping together.
Timon: The four of us?
Stan: No. You and Pumbaa will sleep on your own bed and me and Pat will sleep on our own bed.
Timon: Oh, okay.
Stan: Is that a deal?
Timon: Yes.
Pat: *yawns* Man, i really need to take a nap now.
Stan: Let's wrap things up and time to go to bed.

(Moments later, the gang is about to take a nap)

Timon: Are you ready to turn off the lights?
Pumbaa: Mind as well, yes.
Pat: Eyes close and sleeping time starts now.
Pumbaa: *turn off the lights* Goodnight boys.
Stan: Goodnight Pumbaa.
Pumbaa: Sweet dreams and don't let the bed bugs bite.
Timon: Don't let Brutox try to break in into your house.
Pat: Ha ha, very funny Timon. Now i'm off to bed. *sleeps*
Timon: But you are in bed. Pumbaa?
Pumbaa: *snoring*
Timon: Well, ok. Goodnight. *sleeps*
Stan: Ah. *sleeps*

(The gang took a nap for the night)

TO BE CONTINUED

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