(The savannah was full of animals. Elephants were drinking from the waterhole, giraffes wearing grazing in the trees, and antelopes leapt across the land. Two animals in particular, a warthog and a meerkat were also out in the open.)
Timon: Stop right there Pumbaa! This is the spot I was talking about.
Pumbaa: But Timon. It looks like that usual spot we go to every day.
Timon: Not this time. Look over in the distance Pumbaa. What do you see?
(Pumbaa rose his head out from the tall grass and spotted what looked like a large pointy rock.)
Pumbaa: It looks like a. . .
Timon: THAT'S RIGHT PUMBAA! An entire colony of termites moved into that area the other day! And they are all hiding in THAT POINTY ROCK!
Pumbaa: Uh, technically speaking Timon, it's actually called a mound.
Timon: Mound, schmound. Let's dig in!
Pumbaa: Yes sir!
(Timon rode on Pumbaas back as he galloped toward the giant termite mound. Little do they know, they are being stalked. As Timon and Pumbaa ate their fill of bugs, their stalker remained hidden in the tall grass watching them gorge. Pumbaa dug his way into the mound to get to the termites, but he stopped when a sudden chill went up his spine. Pumbaa looked around but saw nothing. Timon meanwhile paid no mind to the disturbance.)
Pumbaa: T-Tim-Timon?
Timon: Hmm?
Pumbaa: Maybe we should go now.
Timon: Go? Whaddya mean? We just got here.
Pumbaa: But Timon, I had one of those feelings again.
Timon: What?! Oh man! Of all the time I forget to bring an air freshener!
Pumbaa: No! No! I mean like one of those "I think we should get out of here NOW!" feelings!
Timon: Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa. You obviously need to be more mellow like me. Remember our moto.
Pumbaa: B-b-b-but T-Timon!
Timon: Say it with me now! Hakuna Matata!
Pumbaa: (gulp) Uh. . .
Timon: Hakuna.
Pumbaa: H-h-h-hak-k-k-una.
Timon: Matata.
Pumbaa: Matata.
Timon: Say it again.
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata.
Timon: There. Feel better.
Pumbaa: Well, now that you mention it, I don't feel nervous anymore. (phew) For a second there I thought we were being watched.
Timon: You see? Now just relax and. . .
(Timon stopped when he heard a faint growling behind him. He turned around but couldn't see through the tall grass. Now Timon was starting to get nervous.)
Timon: Um, on second thought Pumbaa, maybe we should leave.
Pumbaa: But you said it yourself Timon. No one is watching us. Remember: Hakuna Mata. . .
(A loud screech echoed through the savannah startling every creature around, including Timon and Pumbaa.)
Timon: You were saying?
Pumbaa: LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!
Timon: RIGHT BEHIND YA!
(Timon hopped right on Pumbaas back and he sprinted right through the tall grass. Timon stood on top of Pumbaas head acting as a lookout. He looked onward and saw, much to his horror, that the creature is following them. Timon still couldn't get a better view of the hunter as it is hidden in the grass.)
Timon: PUMBAA! IT'S CHASING US! FLOOR IT!
(Pumbaa ran as fast as his hooves could allow him. In fact, he was going so fast, he wasn't paying attention to where he was running. As a result, Pumbaa and Timon ran face first right into a rock. After the impact, they could hear the menacing growling sounds coming from the grass heading right for them.)
Pumbaa: This is it! THE END!
Timon: No! NO! NOT THIS TIME! We began as friends, and we will die as friends! HAKUNA MATATA ALL THE WAY!
Pumbaa: Alright Timon!
Timon: Alright foul beast! Do your worst!
(Timon stood firm as the creature made all manner of sickening noises and got ready to jump. Timon instantly regretted standing in the way and made one last attempt to save his life.)
Timon: WAIT I CHANGE MY MIND! EAT PUMBAA!
(The creature jumped out of the grass and pounced on Timon pinning him to the ground with its hands.)
Timon: NO! NO! PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING! LET ME GO! PUMBAA! HEEEEEEEEEEEELLLP!!!!!
(Timon stopped bawling as he looked up at the creatures face. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Their stalker just happened to be a human girl. She had long orange hair and wore a green dress and a green tank top. She grinned playfully as she looked down at the meerkat.)
Izzy: Ha-ha! Gotcha little weasel!
Timon: A weasel?! No, no, no, no. I am a meerkat. If your looking for a weasel, just north aboooouut. . . .ten thousand miles that way!
Izzy: Wow! A talking weasel!
Timon: Listen lady. I don't know who you are, but will you just let me go. . . .NOW?!
Pumbaa: Timon! That's a human girl! What's a human doing out in the Pridelands?
Izzy: Oh, hi there. The names Izzy, a.k.a. E-scope, a.k.a. Explosivo, a.k.a. Esquire, a.k.a. . .
Timon: Alright! We get it! You have a lot of names!
Pumbaa: Uh, Izzy?
Izzy: The names E-scope! But you can call me Izzy if you want.
Pumbaa: Uh, why were you chasing us before?
Izzy: Oh, because I love animals! I know, because I used to own like forty iguanas, and I loved them so much! But about twenty-seven of them died due to old age and it was really sad! (sniff) I was crying so hard at the funeral, that the force of my tears almost pushed my eyeballs right out of their sockets! They didn't, but they almost did.
Timon: Gee. Is that all?
Izzy: That and my Grandfather used to be one of the greatest hunters of all time, so his blood pretty much runs through my veins. He could kill about five kodiak bears with his bare hands! He-he. Get it? bear hands? Actually, thats kinda how a few of my iguanas died. Thought they were chicken meat for some reason and ate them up. I dunno. I don't taste much of a difference.
Timon: Getting off topic lady!
Izzy: Oh, yeah. Sorry little weasel.
Timon: First of all, the name's Timon! And second, LET GO OF ME! YOU'RE CRUSHING MY LUNGS!
Izzy: Oh. Haha! Sorry weasel.
(Izzy released her grip on Timon as he went crawling back to Pumbaa.)
Pumbaa: So, where did you come from Izzy?
Izzy: You know, it's the funniest thing. I was asleep in my bed having this wonderful dream about vikings and bull sharks and I was the president of Canada. I just declared it to be Free Root Beer Day! FREE ROOT BEER FOR EVERYONE! (sigh) Good times. Good times. Anyway, when I woke up, I suddenly ended up here in the middle of this place. I saw you two running so I tried to follow you.
Timon: And the growling noises?!
Izzy: Oh, I'm part hyena! Actually, I consider myself to be one super animal. I'm 14% bull elephant, 38% wolverine, 29% cobra, 4.5% pygmy marmoset, and the rest explains itself. I was once raised by hyenas. I even ate hyenas. Have you tried hyena jerky? Trust me, it is a million times better than beef jerky. And even iguana jerky. What do you think?
(Timon and Pumbaa had absolutely nothing to say. They just stood there speechless trying to make out what Izzy was talking about.)
Pumbaa: Um. . . . .by the way Izzy, my name's Pumbaa. Don't you have a home?
Izzy: Of course, but it's probably very far away right now. I don't know how I'll ever get back.
Pumbaa: Aww. Poor girl. You want to stay with us?
Timon: WHAT?!
Izzy: Really?!
Timon: Pumbaa? May I speak to you in private?
(Timon grabbed Pumbaas tusk and took him behind the rock to talk alone.)
Timon: Pumbaa. I just have one thing to say. HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FLIPPIN' MIND???!!!!!
Pumbaa: But Timon, I don't see what the problem is. She looks kind of nice.
Timon: Nice? NICE?! THIS IS A GIRL WHO WAS RAISED BY HYENAS AND ALSO EATS THEM!! THIS IS A GIRL WHO OWNS FORTY LIZARDS WHO ALL KICKED THE BUCKET POSSIBLY BECAUSE OF HER!!! THIS IS A GIRL WHO DREAMS UP WILD, MESSED-UP, FANTASY WORLDS WHERE PEOPLE GET FREE BEVERAGES ON HER ORDERS!!!! So ask me this Pumbaa. WHAT THE HECK COULD YOU POSSIBLY SEE IN THAT WOMAN THAT MAKES HER OKAY TO HAVE AROUND PRIDE ROCK a.k.a. SIMBA'S DOMAIN?!!
Pumbaa: You're probably over-reacting Timon. She can't possibly be as bad as she appears to be.
Timon: Pumbaa!! All people who look dangerous ARE DANGEROUS!!!
Pumbaa: Aww, but Timon! She's so cute and she's homeless. I'm sure Simba won't mind.
Timon: RRRRRRGGHHHH!!!! FINE! But if she makes jerky out of all the lionesses, who do you think he'll blame?!
Pumbaa: Oh, Timon. She can't be that crazy.
(Timon and Pumbaa walk out from behind the rock to meet with Izzy. But, she was gone.)
Pumbaa: Huh? Izzy? Where did you go?
Timon: She's gone? Phew! Looks like she didn't need us after all. Come on Pumbaa. Let's go before that red-haired psycho returns.)
(Timon walked off satisfied. But Pumbaa was absolutely terrified when he saw what was on the ground where Izzy previously was. A huge pawprint as well as tracks leading away from the scene.)
Timon: Pumbaa? What are you waiting for?
Pumbaa: TIMOOOON!!!! IZZY'S IN TROUBLE!!!
Timon: Excuse me?
Pumbaa: LOOK!
(Timon looked down and saw the huge pawprints in the dirt.)
Timon: Well. Looks like the lions got to her.
(Timon smiles and starts dancing around knowing he's no longer around Izzy.)
Pumbaa: Timon! We've got to save her!!
Timon: WHAT?!! We finally get that mentally unstable mess out of our hair before she could possibly scar us for life, and you're telling me to come with you to SAVE HER?!!
Pumbaa: But Timon. . .
Timon: No chance! I'm not risking my life to save someone who could risk my life by just standing beside her! She's cramping our Hakuna Matata style! But if you really want to get yourself, then go!
(Timon just walked off leaving Pumbaa disappointed. The warthog followed the tracks leading to where Izzy was taken. Timon looked back feeling a little regret, but just kept walking.)
(Laughter echoed throughout the dark gorge. The hyenas just sat there next to the tied up and nearly conscious Izzy. One of the hyenas was starting to annoy the other two when he was told to stop laughing over and over.)
Banzai: Shut up Ed!
Ed: BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! HeheheheHAAAHAHAHA!
Banzai: I said shut up!
(The two hyenas pounced on one another and started biting while the third one tried to intervene.)
Shenzi: ENOUGH!
(The two hyenas named Banzai and Ed stopped biting each other, and the gorge was quiet again.)
Ed: Hehe.
Banzai: What? He started it.
Shenzi: Do you want to wake up the girl.
Banzai: So what if we wake her up?
???: We need her unconscious before she can be delivered.
(The two hyenas looked on top of a large rock, and sitting on top of it was an old lion with a very dark mane.)
Scar: If the girl is awake before Yzma comes to take her, she might find a way to free herself.
Banzai: So? We'll just pounce and bite her until she is out cold again.
Scar: It will not be simple. Yzma has warned me about this specific human. Apparently, she is more trouble than she's worth.
Shenzi: Well at least we took her out easily, thanks to your new friend there.
???: Much abliged.
(Another lion appeared right next to Scar. Except she had no mane and had a demonic smile across her terrifying face.)
Zira: Scar. It has been a pleasure to finally be working alongside you.
Scar: Likewise Zira. Once Simba and his allies come to this gorge, he will never see the light of day.
(Suddenly, a bright flash shone on the other side of the cave attracting the attention of Scar and Zira.)
Zira: WHO DARES?!
Scar: An intruder! Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed! You make sure no one gets to the girl!
Shenzi: Sure thing Scar.
(In another part of the gorge, the flash cleared up. And appearing from it was none other than Gwen.)
Gwen: Man! I don't think I'll ever get used to that. Where an I now?
(Gwen looked around and just saw a bunch of rocks and steam coming out of holes in the ground.)
Gwen: Okay. I think I'll be alright so long as nothing else happens.
(Unfortunately, she spoke to soon when the sound of growling was heard. In front of Gwen were the lions Scar and Zira bearing their teeth murderously at the goth girl.)
Gwen: It's official! THIS IS THE WORST DAY EVER!!!
(The lions roared as Gwen ran for her life. Both Scar and Zira hot on her trail.)
(In yet another part of the gorge, Pumbaa snuck inside and took notice of everyone around him. The hyenas were searching the whole place for anybody who dares pass by them. The warthog looked for another way around them. He looked behind the hyenas and saw Izzy tied to a rock by really strong vines and still in her suspended animated state. Pumbaa quietly crawled over to Izzy.)
Pumbaa: Pssst. Izzy? Are you okay?
(But Izzy still won't wake up.)
Pumbaa: Izzy. Wake up.
(Pumbaa shook her a little before her eyes finally started to open slightly.)
Izzy: Huh. . .zzz. . . .wart. .hog. . . . . .flying pufferfish. . . . . . .zebra. . . . .janitor. . . .
(And Izzy fell right back to sleep again.)
Pumbaa: Ooooh. I've gotta save her before the hyenas find she's gone.
(Using his tusks, Pumbaa cut the vines away allowing Izzy to fall right on the warthogs back. Pumbaa quietly snuck back to the exit until something grabbed a hold of his tail. He turned around and saw Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed drooling and laughing at the warthog trying to escape. Shenzis paw was standing right on top of Pumbaas tail.)
Shenzi: Where do you think you're going porkchop?
Ed: Hehuuuh! Heehehehehehehe!
Banzai: Yeah man. Don't you know it's wrong to enter a persons home without staying for dinner?
Pumbaa: Uh w-w-well uh. . .I'm n-n-n-n-not realllllly that hung-g-g-gry.
Shenzi: That's no problem. Because it's YOU who will be feeding US!
(The hyenas laugh maniacally before closing in on Pumbaa and the unconscious crazy girl. Just then, a loud deafening roar echoed throughout the gorge frightening the hyenas a bit. THe roar also woke up Izzy.)
Izzy: BEAVER FLUFFERNUTTER!!! Huh? What happened?
Timon: HEY YOU!
(The hyenas along with Pumbaa and Izzy looked up and saw Timon standing over a large rock.)
Pumbaa: Timon! You came back!
Timon: Of course buddy. Friends stick together to the end.
Izzy: Hiya weasel!
Banzai: Oh, come on! Just you?
???: No. He didn't come alone.
(Walking up next to Timon was the king of the Pridelands, Simba. And alongside him is his wife; Nala, his daughter; Kiara, and his son-in-law; Kovu.)
Pumbaa: Simba!
Simba: Pumbaa! Get out of here!
Kovu: And don't worry. Timon explained the whole thing.
Banzai: Aw, nuts! Let's get out of here!
Shenzi: Now hold on a minute! You think you can burst in here and take our food without asking?
Nala: You three aren't ones to talk!
Shenzi: Maybe not the three of us. . .
(Suddenly, over around fifty hyenas came out of the dark shadows of the gorge laughing and growling at the heroes.)
Shenzi: . . .but the others here believe in freedom of speech!
(The hyenas pounced on the four lions as they got in a massive battle. Simba and Kovu roared as they plowed through the masses and Nala and Kiara roared at the remaining other few. Timon, Pumbaa, and Izzy watched the furious battle between Africas two deadliest carnivores.)
Izzy: Cool! This is just like that show "When Animals Bite". My half-sister was on that show once. I mean, before that rhesus monkey gave her that brutal lynching. I can show you the tape if you like.
Timon: Just what messed-up universe do you live in?!
Pumbaa: Timon! Look!
(Timon and Izzy turned to where Pumbaa was looking and saw a screaming goth girl running in towards them.)
Izzy: Gwen?!
Gwen: Izzy?!
(Gwen stopped running immediately.)
Izzy: Gwen! What are you doing here?
Gwen: How should I know?! I've been having the craziest day!
Timon: You're one to talk lady.
Gwen: Did. . .did that weasel just talk?!
Timon: I'm a meerkat! There's a strict difference!
Pumbaa: So, you're name is Gwen?
Gwen: GAH! The pig talks too?!
Pumbaa: That's MR. PIG!!
(As Simba and the others fought the hyenas, a loud roar stopped their battle. Simba and Nala were shocked to see a certain dark-haired lion coming their way. Kiara and Kovu were just as horrified to see a lioness beside him.)
Simba: SCAR?!
Kovu: And Zira.
Scar: Well, well. How long has it been my stepson. And I would guess this adorable little girl is your daughter?
Zira: Kovu. Your punishment for defying me is overdue.
Nala: But how?! We thought you. . .
Scar: Exactly! You thought we were gone. But now we're back.
Zira: And out family reunion can finally begin. Enjoy it while you can. It WILL be your last!
(Timon, Pumbaa, Izzy, and Gwen could only watch as Scar, Zira, and the hyenas closed in on Simba's family.)
Pumbaa: Oh, no! What are we gonna do Timon?!
Timon: I'm thinking! I'm thinking!
Gwen: Wait, where did Izzy go?!
(Timon and Pumbaa also took notice that Izzy had suddenly disappeared and continued watching as Scar and Zira prepare to finish off the other lions.)
Zira: Enough stalling! Let's slaughter them and take their kingdom!
Izzy: HOLD IT!
(Everybody looked up on the tall rock as Izzy towered over the hyena army with a devious smirk across her face. And in her hands, she held a fork and a knife. (Don't ask where she got those.)
Izzy: Who's hungry for hyena jerky?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
(Izzy laughed maniacally as she jumped into the hyena pack. The things she did to most of the hyenas were so graphic that Gwen, Timon, Pumbaa, Simba, Nala, Kiara, Kovu, and even Scar and Zira had to look away.)
Shenzi: I give up! This girls crazy!
Banzai: Let's get out of here!!!
Ed: HEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
(The hyenas retreated to the darkest corners of the gorge leaving Scar and Zira alone.)
Zira: COWARDS!! GET BACK HERE!!!
Scar: This is not over Simba! Your kingdom will be mine again one way or another!!
(Scar and Zira ran off after the hyenas.)
Simba: SCAR! WAIT!
(Simba tried to chase them down, but they got away. Gwen, Timon, and Pumbaa came out of hiding and walked up to the other lions. Izzy meanwhile was howling over her victory like a wolf.)
Timon: I've seen some crazier things in life but, EEESH!!!
(Later, everybody returned to Pride Rock. Gwen had just explained what was going on to Izzy about Clockwork and the others being in different worlds. She even gave her. her medallion.)
Izzy: Wow. Cool! I wonder if I'll get to see Owen again.
Gwen: Probably. Now I need you to come with me so we can find everyone else.
Izzy: Izzy will be happy to join you. It'll be just like a video game.
Timon: You're leaving already?
(Timon and Pumbaa walked up to the two girls)
Izzy: I guess so.
Pumbaa: Oh, we're really going to miss you!
Gwen: A world of talking animals. What's next for me I wonder.
Timon: Oh, and Simba gives you his thanks for saving him for those hyenas. I say, if anyone can take on a pack of hyenas like THAT, they can't be all bad. You're alright kid.
Izzy: Aww, thanks weasel. Oh! I mean, Timon.
Pumbaa: Bye Izzy! I hope we see you again!
Izzy: Me too! Then I can bring my pet crocodile to play with you. He's like the biggest crocodile ever to be owned as a pet at around 15 feet long. I called him Snappy.
Timon: Eh, let's not bring the crocodile.
Gwen: Come on Izzy let's go.
(Gwen and Izzy raised their medals in the air and disappeared onto the next world.)
