KIB5
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<Fade in on the table in the center of the KIB Headquaraters.  Kimya and Msondo 
are sitting there, looking at each other, talking.>

Msondo: I was worried sick!  I thought you were a gonner!

Kimya: Really?  It wasn't that bad, to be honest.

Msondo: Yeah, but when Timon said that you might not make it out alive...I just 
couldn't imagine life without you here!

Kimya: Really?  Seriously?  <looks behind Msondo>

Msondo: Yes!  You're the best partner anyone could have in the KIB!  <noticing 
that Kimya isn't paying attention to him> What is it?  <no repsonse>  Kim?  

<Kimya starts to smile.  Msondo turns to look at what Kimya is looking at and 
sees Timon wearing jeans, and carrying a big box labled "TB JEANS">

Msondo: <suddenly bursting out in laughter> What on EARTH are you doing Timon?!

Timon: <seeing the kats, and walking over to the table> This <taking out a pair 
of jeans> is my big plan to get more Timonaholics than we have already.

Msondo: <taking jeans, confused> But...jeans?

Timon: Yes!  You see, anyone who puts them on will like me 100 times more than 
they do already.  For the normal person, that would make me their ultimate 
friend.

Msondo: And for a Timonaholic?

Timon: Lets just say we don't want to find out...

Msondo: <grinning, looking over to Mageuzi who is busy behind one of the 
computers> Hey Uzi!

Mageuzi: <not taking his eyes of the screen> Yeah?

Timon: No, Msondo, they're still in testing!  I...

Msondo: Come over here for a minute!

Mageuzi: <standing up, still not taking his eyes off the screen> Coming...

<Eventually he joins the crowd of meerkats.>

Mageuzi: Yeah?

Msondo: What were you doing?

Mageuzi: Me?  Trying to set up a more efficient way of communication other those 
blasted one-way radios.

Msondo: I see... Well.. <holds out jeans> could you try on these jeans for a 
minute?

Mageuzi: <looking at Msondo, then Timon (who looks nervous), confused> Jeans?

Msondo: Yeah...Timon can't seem to get them to fit him, and you're closer to his 
size than me.

Mageuzi: <chuckling> Okie.. <takes jeans and puts them on.  As soon as he 
fastens the button, he goes into a trance>

Timon: <waving a paw in front of his eyes> Uzi?

Msondo: <looking into Mageuzi's eyes from 1 centimeter away> Helloooo?

Mageuzi: Hello: a standard greeting in the English language.

Msondo: <looking to Timon, confused> Huh?

Mageuzi: <Timon shrugging at Msondo> Huh: a sign of not understanding.

Msondo: <chuckling> What is this Timon?

Timon: <to Msondo> I have no idea!  <looking to Mageuzi> Are you okay Uzi?

Mageuzi: No.

Timon: Why?

Mageuzi: I stayed up all last night watching horror movies in an effort to get 
today off.

Msondo: <looking to Timon with shock, who returns the look> You've made jeans 
that make someone tell the truth no matter what!

Timon: Oy!  I need to talk to those developers... <walks off>

Msondo: <grinning evily at Mageuzi> Now, tell me Uzi...

Kimya: Oh, come on Mson, don't be mean...

Msondo: ...what were you *really* doing over there just now?

Mageuzi: Trying to beat my pervious score in Bug Drop.

Msondo: Hah!  I knew it!

Kimya: Take off your jeans, Uzi.

<Mageuzi takes off the jeans, and immediately snaps out of it.>

Msondo: <looking to Kimya> Aw, you're no fun!

<Kimya shrugs>

Mageuzi: Huh?  What happened?

Msondo: Er...nothing...

Mageuzi: Can I go back to my development now?

Msondo: <grinning> Sure!

Mageuzi: <starts to walk away, then looks suspicously at Msondo> Why are you 
grinning?

Msondo: No reason...now go on...we need a better way of communicating, you're 
right, so go on...do what you..do... 

Mageuzi: Yeah... <walks away, looking confusidly at Msondo>

Kimya: <looking at Msondo, shaking her head> You're mean...

Msondo: <turning to Kimya> No I'm not!  I'm just having some fun!

Kimya: No, you're mean.. <starts to walk over to Timon who just walked back into 
HQ with a piece of paper>

Msondo: No I'm not!  <follows after Kimya>

Timon: <seeing the two approach> Calm down, you two, we've got another "case" 
for you..

Kim&Mson: What?

Timon: I need you two to try and find a more efficient way of getting lions to 
become Timonaholics.

Kimya: More...efficient?

Timon: Yeah.  We've solved the problem for any two-legged creature with the 
jeans..

Msondo: Once you get them working... <grinning>

Timon: Yes, once I get them working, but they won't work with four legged 
creatures.

Kimya: Hmm.

Timon: Any ideas?

Kimya: Maybe.  <Turns to Msondo> Who's that fur you constantly rave on about his 
artwork?

Msondo: You?

Kimya: No, that other guy...

Msondo: Er...David Sauve?

Kimya: <pointing to Msondo> That's the one! <turning to Timon> When I first saw 
his artwork, a sudden rush went over me like...like...how much I like you, 
Timon...

Timon: But Kim..

Kimya: ..so if I felt that..maybe others would?

Timon: Yeah, but Kim, you're already a Timonaholic...of course you felt that 
way!

Kimya: Yeah..but it felt...different..

Msondo: <nods> I've felt that sometimes, too.  Besides, it's worth a try, don't 
you think?

Timon: <staring, and then nodding> Okie, fine.  Give it a go.

Kimya: Great!  Come on Mson, lets see what we can do!

<Kimya walks towards the exit with Msondo following her.  She approaches 
Mageuzi, still walking>

Kimya: What's David Sauve's address, Uzi?

Mageuzi: <not looking away from the computer screen> I've forwarded it to the 
computer in your car..

Kimya: <walking past Mageuzi> Thank you!

Msondo: <confused> In a hurry, Kim?  <no answer> Kim?  Oy!

<Kimya walks over to the driver's side of the car>

Msondo: Hey!  Let *me* drive this time!

Kimya: Hey!  That's right!  You got your license, didn't you?

Msondo: <proud> Yup!

Kimya: Okie, then, lets see how good you are!

<They get into the car, and Msondo drives perfectly out of the headquaraters and 
onto the road, obeying every traffic law observable.>

Kimya: Hey, you're not bad!

Msondo: Thanks!

<Eventually they arrive at a small house where "Sauve" is seen next to the front 
door in gold letters.  The kats get out the car and go up to the door and ring 
the bell.>

David: <looking down> Yes?

Msondo: Hi there.  <shows limited-edition KIB Timon keyring> We're with the KIB.  
I'm Agent M, this <points to Kimya> is Agent K.  We'd like to enquire about your 
artwork.

David: What about it?

Msondo: Could we use it for official government purposes?

David: Er...

Msondo: Or could you draw a certain picture based on our specifications..

David: Like what?

Msondo: <thinking, then eyes widen> Timon wearing jeans!

David: <chuckling> Wearing...JEANS?!

Msondo: Yes!  <looking to Kimya> That is *bound* to make any fur go head-over-
heels to be a Timonaholic!

<Kimya nods>

Msondo: When can you have it done by?

David: An hour?

Msondo: Okie..we'll get a quick snack and be back in an hour...

<David nods.  The agents walk away and David shuts his door.>

Kimya: Where do you want to go?

Msondo: How about that new place that just opened in town?  What is it again...?

Kimya: Tubs of Grubs?

Msondo: Yeah!  Sounds good, doesn't it?

Kimya: Yeah, okie, lets go.

-=One Hour Later=-

<Msondo rings the doorbell.  David answers the door.>

David: Hiya!

Msondo: Hi!  Got the pic?

David: Yep!  <holds it up>

Msondo: <drooling> Aww, that's *perfect*!  Can we have it?

David: Well..I drew it for you didn't I?

Msondo: Oh right... <takes picture> thanks!

David: You're welcome!  Take care, now..

Kim&Mson: We will, you too, bye!

David: Bye!  <shuts door>

Kimya: He's certainly nice..

Msondo: Yup!  Now..lets see who we can target with this pic..

<Get into the car and contact KIB Headquarters>

Msondo: <into radio> Come in, Timon...

Timon: <audio only> Yes, M, go ahead, I hear you..

Msondo: Who should we test our theory on?

Timon: <audio only> Hmm...how about a challenge? Hmm...try ScarJT.  If you can 
convert him with a picture, I'll be convinced.

Msondo: Okie.  Over and out, Timon.

Kimya: A Scarfan?

Msondo: Well..it'll be a nice test.

Kimya: <nodding> Okie, lets go.

<Travel to ScarJT's house, with directions from Timon.  They get out and travel 
to ScarJT's front door, and ring the bell.  He answers.>

ScarJT: Yes?

Msondo: Hi!  We're with the KIB.  I'm Agent M.  This <points to Kimya> is Agent 
K.  Could we show you something?

ScarJT: Er...what?

Msondo: This!  <pulls the picture quickly out.  ScarJT protects himself from the 
worst by turning away, slowly turning back to Msondo as he realizes it is only a 
picture.>

ScarJT: <looking at picture> Oooo, that's a nice picture...ooooo...

Kimya: <whispering> It's working!!  Yes!!

ScarJT: <drooling> What a cool kat...

Msondo: <grinning, whispering> Cool!  <to JT> So who's your favorite character?

ScarJT: Scar...but Timon has GOT to be a close second...

Kimya: Hey, that's not bad considering it's only a picture..

Msondo: Yeah, but we need better results than that.

Kimya: Back to the drawing board?

Msondo: <nods> Yeah.  <turns to JT> Well, thanks for your time.  Bye!

<Start to walk away.  ScarJT turns mad and jumps in front of Msondo>

ScarJT: GIVE ME that picture!

Msondo: I...can't...

ScarJT: Why NOT?!

Msondo: <out of the side of his mouth to Kimya> Looks like we've got a side 
effect here...

ScarJT: Give it to me NOW!

Msondo: Could I just make a copy of it, and *then* give it to you?

ScarJT: Okie...but do it NOW...so I know I'll get a copy!

Msondo: Okiiieeee....

<Msondo walks over to the car, and creates a copy using the small copier/scanner 
that is hooked up to the small computer there.  He comes back with a copy.>

Msondo: There you go... <holds out picture>

ScarJT: <taking picture gingerly, smiling> Thank you. 

<Walks back to house and shuts door, Kimya and Msondo watching him.>

Msondo: That's a pretty mean side effect...

Kimya: Yeah...I don't think this is the way to go..

Msondo: <shaking his head> No...it's a good start..but it's too risky, 
especially around lions!

<They nod and get back into the car.  Cut to the inside of the car.>

Kimya: So what do we do now?

Msondo: Find a way that is more efficient than the picture with less side 
effects...get 100% Timonaholics, 100% of the time!

Kimya: <chuckling> Just like we always have!

Msondo: <nodding> Just like we always will...

<Cut to outside of car, and watch it move into the distance.>

-==The End==-