In the beginning it was a dark night. It all began in a small base with a giant satellite called a tractor beam.
Titanic Disaster Presents
Inside the base, a moose named Rutt was typing stuff down on the computer, feeling stressed. His partner, a moose name Tuke, walked in and asked, "Hey, Rutt, how are things going?"
"Not so good," said Rutt. "I can't get the proton generator to work. I think it has to do with some faulty charge."
"Well, you better get the job done if we wanna get the proton generator at maximum power by tomorrow morning."
"Whatever you say, Tuke."
Back outside, six vans bashed their way through the gates. A couple of guards, the animals, came out and rush to the base.
Back inside, the banging was heard, which alarmed the moose.
"What was that?" Rutt asked.
The moose saw the alarms going off.
"It's a break in! Erase the access code!" Tuke cried.
Rutt typed down the code. "S-V-2…"
Suddenly the door behind the moose was broken down, and the Fossa jump in. A tiger named Dagnino walked in. He pulled out the small device, the Zapper 2000, and zapped Rutt and Tuke, knocking them unconscious.
A bat with a peg leg, a broken wing, a scarf, and a hat walked in and pushed the buttons to turn off the sirens. When they are, he said to the walkie-talkie, "All clear."
An anthropomorphic rat with a suite and a black cape with red color inside, a top hat, and a walking stick, walked in and stood by the unconscious Rutt. He is Professor Ratigan. "Well done, Midget," he said.
"It's, uh, Fidget, sir," the bat now known as Fidget said.
"Oh." He tapped Rutt's hoof softly with his foot. "Are they dead?"
"No, sir, they're merely unconscious," Fidget said as he hacked into the computer, "only for a couple of hours."
"Good, good. You know how I hate violence."
"What next, sir?"
"Well, obviously, we should do our base."
"And where would that be?"
"The last place on Earth they look," Ratigan said as he unrolled the map. "A place called…" he pointed at a school on the map. "…Animal Street School."
In a flash, we fly down to Animal Street School in Animal Street. The school is filled with animal students, and there were troubles with six students: a lion cub named Simba, a mouse named Gadget, a panther cub named Bagheera, a bear cub named Baloo, a duckling named Gosalyn, and an orangutan named Louie. These students are the Recess Cubs, and they are known for Simba's pranks and such, but they end up getting in trouble (mostly Simba) with detentions they receive.
Titanic Disaster's Recess: School's Out (Animal Style)
The last week of April's the last day of school for all students because it's summertime. But they will be back in school around September.
"Last day of school sale, guys," a puppy named Cooler said. "Get your stuff to buy right here. We got maps, goofy strings, super balls, and mini Transformers action figures. All worth 25 cents each."
"I'll take one of the Transformers, Cooler," a puppy named Scrappy said, holding a quarter.
Buster Bunny and Plucky Duck were filling up the holes they have left when Babs Bunny came in.
"Hey, guys, let's party," said Babs.
"Not right now. We gotta finish filling the holes before the end of the day," said Buster.
"We won't be filling them up next year if we don't fill them now," said Plucky.
Baby Daffy Duck came out of the ground, spitting dirt. "Hey, big kids bury me!" he said.
"Oops," Buster said, blushing.
Later, one of the students was graduating. This student is Scamp, a puppy who's graduating to be at middle school.
"I, Prince Scamp, at my last official act before entering middle school, hereby award the crown to dub this skunk here, Queen Fifi the first," said Scamp, putting the helmet on a skunk named Fifi la Fume. "May you boss all the kids with pride and fairness."
"The prince has graduated! Long live the prince!" Skippy Squirrel cheered.
The little gorillas started playing the kazoos. Terk started walking. "Elbow up. Eyes forward. Come on, man, you call that kazoo playing? Sounds like elevator music to me," she said.
Meanwhile, a parrot named Iago, who's on recess duty, flew to Mr. Eugene Krabs at the ice cream truck.
"Mr. Krabs, everyone's going nuts over all of this last day of school thing," Iago said.
"Of course they are, Iago, they're savages living like a bunch of tribes in Africa," Mr. Krabs said.
"And I got a list of troubles. Buster and Plucky had hit the pipeline while digging and the Baby Looney Tunes were throwing paste at each other…"
"Never mind, Iago."
"Cooler was… Wait. Did you say, never mind?"
"Of course I did. What I'm doing right now is my idea to control their crazy minds. I've taken liberty of hiding the ice cream from all those little barnacles. Of course, it was pretty mean, but hey, at least maybe it can take care of their little minds."
"What are you gonna do with all those boxes of ice cream, Mr. Krabs?"
"Sell them back to the district. Think about all the chalk and erasers we can get."
"But, Mr. Krabs, I got the dirt on everyone. Well, everyone except Simba and his pals. Come to think of it, I haven't seen those guys anywhere."
"Ah, don't worry, Iago. There's nothing that cub and his crummy friends can do to stop me now."
After all the ice creams are packed, the hatch door was closed, but through the roof of the truck was Gosalyn on the rope lifting the box of ice cream she was on. The box was lifted to the roof of the school, where Bagheera, Louie, and Baloo are at with the other boxes of ice cream they have stolen.
"Well, that should do it. There's enough here for everyone," Gosalyn said.
"Good. Now it's party time," said Bagheera.
Baloo dumped the ice cream on the catapult and signaled a thumb up that it's ready.
"Kids of the playground!" Bagheera called out, stopping the commotion. "I give you ice cream!"
"Pull!" said Gosalyn.
Baloo pulled the rope, and the catapult hurled the ice cream, sending them flying over Bagheera and raining on the kids, who cheered to grab the ice cream.
"Ice cream!" Max Goof cheered.
"Banana pops!" a Dalmatian named Rolly added.
"Berry bars!" Plucky added.
"Fudgesicles!" a mouse named Fievel added.
Mr. Krabs came out to see what the matter was. "Shiver me timbers, me ice cream!" he cried. He ran around, yelling at the kids to stop. "Stop it! I said, stop it! Ya little barnacles are in trouble now! Wait until Principal Basil finds out about this!"
"Attention, students," said the voice over the intercom. "This is Principal Basil talking."
"Oh, that was quick," Mr. Krabs said.
"Some of you might have noticed ice cream on the playground. I'll have you know that I won't stand for this. I'll let you have ice cream immediately."
"What?" cried Mr. Krabs.
The kids cheered.
"In addition, you can all ignore Mr. Krabs no matter what he says about ice cream or anything else," Basil's voice continued over the intercom.
"What the heck is going on?" Mr. Krabs asked.
"Furthermore, I'll have you all know that I've gone through puberty with a zit on my nose, which I like to scratch every hour on the hour." The kids laughed. "Also, I wanna apologize to all of you for being such a sour principal, taking away hall passes, giving everyone recess detention, refusing to accept sick notes just 'cause it doesn't look like a guy's mom's signature, and making kids stand at the corner for ten whole minutes with no break!"
The whole thing turns out to be a prank with the intercom being messed with by Gadget's invention designed to disguise one's voice as another's with a microphone. Speaking of microphones, Simba was using it to disguise his voice as Basil's.
"Gee, I feel bad for all the meanest things that I've done, and next year I promise to…" He didn't finish when he was shadowed by a very angry principal, an anthropomorphic mouse named Basil, who's glaring at him with folded arms. "Why, Principal Basil sir, what a surprise."