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For the successivo nine days, Skipper wasn't himself. All day, every day, he mobed in the rocking chair. He would stare out the window. Sometimes he'd watch the sky. Others he would groggily daze out at the woods, o fix his eyes on the tame flow of the lake.
The once great leader would find himself waking up those days after noon. Losing one of his men, was practically losing, not a battle, but a war. Very surge of confidence from his body had seemed to be demolished.
It had come to the point where Rico and Private went to do things without him.They begged Skipper to get and do something, but it was the same response every time. He was either "too tired" o "not in the mood".
Undelibrately, Skipper was crushing their feelings. It seemed to them like Kowalski was all that mattered to him, and now that he was gone, he didn't care about them. They loved their skipper too much to watch him go through his destructive depression without help.
giorno 12
The ninth giorno since the accident was Private's breaking point. Terror filled tears trickled down his face. His sincere worry was that Skipper would stay this way for the rest of his life. Thankfully, no massacre events took place in those rough days. Private raced up to Skipper's chair.
"What do te want, Private?" Skipper sighed.
"You! We both want te back! This isn't te Skipper! You've left, and been replaced with this lazy slob! You're not my Skipper! te aren't my hero!"
"Hey! Don't te dare call your commanding officer a slob!"
"Kowalski's not coming back! It's been nine days, Skippah! Nine days! Rico and I are still alive! But that doesn't matter to you. Does it?"
"Private, stop-"
"I can see te have, but I'm not giving up." Private scoffed, and turned his back. The tears still casaded as he rushed to Rico.
They stayed out of the room for the rest of the day.
Once they returned that night, they found Skipper asleep. On the clean scented ocean blue carpet, he laid in the middle of notes. Private gasped, and covered his beak in horror. Rico elbowed him. The pyschotic pinguino pointed to Skipper's chest rising and falling at a steady pattern. They both breathed a sigh of precious relief.
Together they lifted their leader onto his bed. He mumbled noises. All they understood was his final sentence. "Goodbye, Kowalski." Skipper muttered
"I think he just needed to say goodbye." Private smiled, and stroked his serene leader's head.
The successivo morning, Skipper slept in, as usual. When the other two found him, they shrugged, giving up all hope. Rico chucked up a baseball and opened the door. Private stared down at his what seemed hopeless leader. The pyscho pinguino nudged him, and raced out the door. Private slowly followed. His head turned to glance back. Solemnly, he joined his friend, but cheered up with Rico's support.
They competed to get outside before the other in a rapid speed. Hoping two steps at a time, they bounded. Rico had a fair lead on the plump, little penguin, which changed momentarily. Being on one of the superiore, in alto stair, gave Private all the capablity he needed to leap through the air.
The secondi he was in the air, made him feel like he was flying. It always felt that way to him. In his mind, it was like the heavy burden of restriction evapored. If he closed his eyes, the room felt like the sky.
He dreamed that his pitiful flippers would transform into the fine wings of a dove. His slippery uneasy to touch feathers upon his fins would be exchanged for tender ones. All his Bones would be hollow, and he would take off majestically overhead. Any day, to him, soaring triumphanted over swimming. No pinguino wished to fly più than Private.
A step in front of Rico, Private spring landed like a gymnast. The envying pinguino groaned. If Private hadn't kept running, his opponet would have plowed him down. Private still ahead until they both met the door. It started a full out shoving quarrel to get out first.
Typically, Rico jostled Private to the ground. As Rico hit the immense backyard, he gloated his way around like a football player would, who just scored a touchdown. After recovering from his fall, Private joined him, out of breath.
At last, they began tossing. Rico's throws matched his personality uniquely. They went all over. Some were over Private's head. Others way too far to the left and right. While Private's were gentle and under-flippered.
Bad luck finally arrived, when Rico chocked one up higher than ever before. It landed roughly deep in the woods.
"Woooohoooo! Record!" Rico cheered.
"Great! Now, who's going to get it?" Private scolded. Rico grinned suspiciously.
"What?" Private wondered and took a huge gulp. Rico hurled Private into the forest.
He landed on his belly and got up cramping. His surrondings were very unfamilar and shady. It was like he was trapped in a fortress covered da a canopy of leaves and trunks of trees, barred him in.
An alarming smell caught his attention. It was the perfume of smoke. Private foolishly followed his beak, just as his leader did almost a week ago. Finally his eyes met a clearing. Peeking from behind a tree, he spied at a miniature shack. It seemed run-down and rusted. A stump rooted into the ground in front of it.
As a fat pinguino in a black mask turned the corner, and sat down. Private gasped. Slumped over his shoulder was a sack. He thrust open the bag, and dumped out a black and white object. As Private looked harder he realized: it was Kowalski, who came out of the sack. His lifeless body laid there glistening in the sun.
The evil pinguino searched through the bag with his flipper rummaging for something. He pulled out a shiny object, that gave off a glare. It appeared to be a knife! Private covered his eyes as the unknown pinguino skinned Kowalski. His terror turned to a queasy disgust, when it ripped out a piece of meat with its flippers and wolfed it down like a savage.
Private shook as he took steps back. Tears stained his cheeks as più flowed. He had just found a clue. But to him it wasn't worth seeing his best friend's fate.
Between the sound of the coltello slicing through flesh and his fear, he couldn't take it any longer. He sprinted into a full out run. That's when he collided with a large figure.
The horrified pinguino fell to the ground, and stared up at the penguin. His eyes inched up who he ran into. The stranger's gut dangled over his legs. His fists were bloody, and sweat dripped down his face. It was Skipper, towering over him.
"What are te doing here?" Skipper asked.
"I'm just getting my ball."
"Oh okay. Here it is." Skipper said, and threw it. Private fumbled it around in his flippers, but finally caught it.
"Skippah, I have to mostra te this! In the shack back there one of the murders was skinning Kowalski!"
"Shack? te mean the smokehouse?"
"I guess,"
"Private, there's no way. That's where they cure the fish."
"Cure?"
"Smoke it, Private!"
"Oh sorry, but I know what I saw!"
"Fine, Private!" Skipper yelled. The two made there way back. There was no evidence what so ever. Skipper shook his head, and stormed off.
"No, wait!"
Private reached for Skipper's flipper, and strained to stay there with his feet planted. Suddenly his fins slipped, and once again he fell back. Sitting up, Private examined his flippers. They were soaked in blood. Skipper's jaw dropped.
"Why is there bl-blood on your flippers?" Private stuttered.
"I cut them on a branch." Skipper said.
"That's a lot of blood." Private gulped.
"Yeah," Skipper answered, "let's go."
the successivo mourning.

Me: (wakes up) mourning guys.

Everyone: mourning Kiva.

Me: (gets out one snack and a bottle of water from my backpack)

Mort: why did te get snack and water?

Me: because the snack will give me energy and water will make me hydrate Mort (eats my snack then drinks a little bit of water).

Skipper: you're lucky Kiva. the rest of us need water as well te know.

Me: I know Skipper maybe all of us should go look for water.

Maurice: what?!

Marlene: Kiva are te crazy there are wild animali out there plus you're injured!

Me: I maybe injured Marlene but what choose do I have? I can't risk you...
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posted by stlouisfan
(Penguin HQ. Late at night)
Private climbed out of his letto and walked into the successivo room. He pulled the tape recorder out again and began his successivo recording.

"Okay okay. Today was worse than any other. Today he actually appeared before me. In broad daylight. He has never done that before. What's worse is that I heard something. Something not normal. Something I wouldn't expect to hear in the zoo. Not in a million years. Like children screaming. I don't know what he'll do next. This tall thin man with the long arms," Private whispered clearly into the tape recorder.

He took a few moments to breath...
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posted by andresandru
"Marlene?!" Skipper said, coonfused

"you heard me comando,
don't seem a dumb,
get this out
or I'll break your lung!" Marlene sang

"hahaha! it worked!!!!" Private shouted

"so the real cause was actualy you,
what a liar, what a no-good,
you annoying rainbow-lover, yes you,
you're completly crazy, te should be mr. bad mood!"

Suddently Private changed, he was wearing a half-broken skull T-shirt and was eating a brown lollypop

"Private?" Kowalski detto lowly, Private turned andthrew his lolypop at the brainy

"Private!" Skipper detto "those aren't modals of a-" Skipper stopped himself seeing that Private didn't...
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*Guys please note that Starlite is my first and ONLY character i will be adding (If you'r a Skilene fan te will Amore her!) And i Amore my music, so in parts of the articolo i will be putting names of songs inbetween *...Hope te like :P(Hope its not far-fetched)*

*Coldplay-Paradise"
It was a starry night in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.All was silent night. A motorbike (similiar to the one's on Tron legacy) appeard in the distance, a human figure was ontop of the bike.The suit always reminded her of Tron, she smiled at the thought. Tron's wasnt purple.Suddenly she heard the rumble of a much...
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Skipper's sense of adventure rised, he always wanted to be on a sky-high fight,

and his dream was finally coming true! He looked for any button, he finally saw one with wings,

after activating it he heard the voice of the computer


"deploying wings" Skipper moved what seemed to be a manuver lever, he saw one, and pressed the big

red button in the superiore, in alto of the lever,

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM the ship was destroyed da the missle Skipper shoot, suddently a voice came

"help! they're on me!" it was marlene,

Skipper wasn't an idiot, maybe he could gain her atention through the classic one: heroic accion!


"don't worry,...
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A fatal Dispute

When they got back to the oak, they were welcomed da the others. Glad that they had found what they needed, they began to divide up the food. In fact it were only the fruits that had to be shared; the penguins and the lontra had brought their own food, and Burt was anyway eating from the trees – although he quite missed his peanuts. But the chimpanzees, lemurs and baboons had the same nurture and so they had to share fairly. This wouldn't have been a problem, if it hadn't been for Julien. The amount of Cibo for them was little and he insisted of getting più than the others....
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Okay, I never was in Central Park and don't know what species of trees are growing there, so I took the ones which are spread widely over my country…




Flight And Sacrifices


Private had spotted him too.

"Oh no" he heard Kowalski say quietly through the wind.

Skipper made a step in their direction.

"Run" Kowalski whispered, but nobody moved.

Skipper was now walking towards them. First slow, then faster.

"RUN!" Kowalski shouted and they turned around and fled into the forest. Kowalski looked back and saw Skipper getting nearer. He was fast and they were too slow. Private and Rico just couldn't...
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It was a rainy giorno in the zoo of new york. The time is 2:30pm and the penguins are inside there home.

Private: This is the boring giorno ever, I wish we can do something that we never try yet.

Skipper: Well Private, we have to wait for the rain to go away. It`s too wet and cold.

Kait: *comes in as a pinguino and shakes to dry her feathers* te guys, don`t go outside o te will be wet like me.

Skipper: Kait.....

Kait: What?

Kowalski: *comes out of his lab and see Kait and the wet floor* Kait, te got the floor wet.

Sikpper: HEY, I was goes to say that!

Rico: * comes in with wet feathers*

Skipper and Kowalski:...
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(HQ)
skipper:alright men we have traing today
Private:can't we have a giorno off please
Skipper:no
Kowalski:please
Skipper:No!
Rico:PLEASE!
skipper:FINE
penguins:YAH!!!!
(3 hours later and TV turns on)
Skipper:hey what's going on?
Private:I don't know
Dr.Blowhole:pen-guy-ins
Skipper:BLOWHOLE
blowhole:miss me I know I did
Kowalski:no we didn't
(ringtails cames in)
Julien:hello silly penguins
Skipper:RINGTAILS
kowalski:well what do u want
Blowhole:oh nothing is that I have one of your teammates
(private shows on the screen)
Skipper:whoa did not see that caming
Kowalski:PRIVATE!!!!!
Rico:grrr bark bark
posted by alexrusso-213
Harry:Alex today is your special giorno
Alex:fun-sized giorno
Harry:yeah I guess and we get to do whatever u want
Alex:aw your a nice boyfriend
Harry:yeah I guess
Mars:where are u going can I come
Alex:yes and I don't know where were going
Mars:how about laser tag I Amore laser tag so do u Alex
Alex:true and we could also go to the zoo
Harry:so laser tag first?
Alex and mars:YEAH!
(at laser tag)
Alex:me,mariella and Hermy are one team and u and Ron on another
Ron:wow u vs your girlfriend
Harry:SHUT UP!
Alex:GO!
(alex shot Ron)
Alex:BOOMBA!!!!
mariella:now Harry
(after laser tag)
Alex:I bet your team hahahahaha
Harry:hahahahaha okay Alex u won know to the zoo
End of part 1 wonder if skipper falls for Alex
posted by have64
Kowalski: This will be the perfect gift for Have.

Private: Oh, a present what is it?

Kowalski: It's a Conscience Separator raggio, ray and I need Have to test it.

Have: Sup peeps.

Kowalski: I see extending your vocabulary failed. Anyway Say hello to the Conscience Separator Ray.

Have: Alright!
(Kowalski zap Have and a puff of black smoke appeared)

Skipper: What's all the noise! Where's Have?
Kowalski: No worries Skipper, Have can te here me?!
Have: Yeah!
????:Yes!
Skipper: Who detto that?
Have:*Gasp* Sixty
Sixty: Yes, it is me Sixty Four Have's Conscience.
Have: Oh yeah Kowalski, why did te invented your Conscience...
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"So are te really another ghost?" asked Skipper. "No, that sounds too vague," detto William. "You obviously have experience with the dead?" asked Skipper. "Well, there's these marvelous tales of life after death where te see a white light, go to heaven o hell, o be a ghost, o even rebirthing as something else, but it's these tales that I can say, they are merely just," detto William. "How can I know I'm really dead? In that coffin? And not just having a near death experience?" asked Skipper. "You'll learn soon that te are dead, only time will tell, but at least te get it good, some ghosts...
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A/N: Yes, this is the first chapter. I see that some people were confused on the prologue, just stay calm, I will still answer any domande that te have. This is just the start of the story, short, sweet, and ready for the next.

Chapter 1

    I sighed, ‘why is today so boring?’ I asked myself as a walked down the hall to Junior’s room. I could hear him laughing from where I was now. I open the door and see Skipper playing with him. “Hey,” he says, “Just wanted to spend time with Junior. Don’t worry, I didn’t make him fight any spazio squids today, right...
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Skipper sat at his table, drinking his coffe, he just had a fight with his team - a simulated fight - and they won - he had teached them right, but just then someone knocked the door, and when skipper looked up, it was someone he hated, someone he thought he was over with, someone who made him a public enemy, it was no one else than Hans, the puffin.

"HANS?! WHY ARE te HERE?!" he shouted in atonishment

"I came back from Hoboken, te cheated on me!" he shouted angryly at him

"ok, ok, sorry, but it was MY revenge!" he shouted back

"ok, anyways, I have my own habitat!" he detto mostrare skipper his...
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Don't ask why its called what its called, just go with it. I might need some OC's though. I hope te guys enjoy this o else this wouldn't be a test. There's gonna be all sorts of things happening, including a machine that makes the penguins... human? But only for three days. Anyway, yes Catherine will be in this fan-fic. No, there will not be any Skilene. Yes, there will be some Priverine though (please don't kill me Private fan-girls...) But Marlene will be in this fan-fic, but something about her will change through this fan-fic. So... yeah. I need three OC's for this fan-fic. I need a Skipper...
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posted by Metallica1147
Author's Note: I did not make this story alone, my friend over at FanFiction, SkullDestroyer and I made this together. Hope te like it! ^^

When Eyes Meet
Chapter 1

It's a normal giorno in the zoo and the penguins are inside their HQ. Skipper has called the team for role call and da the looks on Skipper's face he means business.

"Men, I have come up with a training course that tests your strength, speed, and your endurance."

"Aw, but Skippa I was going to watch the new episode of Spongebob right now."

"You can watch that cheese head later, but this important Private."

"Yes sir," Private was saying while...
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Greetings! Here is Skipper again and again, I'll always be the narator and the writter of this book anyway. I think this chapter have less action on the fight. Well, this is the last chapter. The story was kinda short. Leave a commento of te want to. Keep your self being honest. If te are being honest, te will gain trust. Thanks for Leggere and finishing the story!

The Penguins of Madagascar - Providing Pro-vider
Chapter IV - The Creature of Greed
Author : Skipper the penguin

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    We are on our own bunks, still sleeping. But suddenly..."AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!...
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posted by LtKowalski
The working titolo of this story was Untitled Amore Story. Sorry the secondo part took so long, I wanted a better titolo before proceeding. However, I only came up with "Love's conspirator" *sigh*. Never mind. Just take note of the underlined words.

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CHAPTER 3: DONT TELL ANYONE I detto THAT

Later, I found Lilly on her afternoon stroll. I had taken scraps from my precedente failed invantions and took them with me. Then I stacked them one on superiore, in alto of the other, making a towering heap three feet taller than me. I carried it all at the same time, pretended...
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posted by LtKowalski
This story is for Miss Lilly, AKA Skipperfan 5431. May te be happy with him.

CHAPTER 1:OBSERVATIONS AND HYPOTHESIS

    I went inside the I thought empty HQ, but only to find Lilly in Skipper's arms. My arrival struck them Frozen staring at me with wide eyes. they may have seen the pain in my face because Lilly whispered "Kowalski,"
    That voice! That angelic voice, the voice that will never hold Amore for me. I stormed off to my lab and slammed the door shut. I headed to my table, maybe science will divert my thinking. I stared at my test tubes, but the...
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posted by beastialmoon
Ok, this is a one-shot I’ve been working on for a bit now. Metallica1147 helped me with some of the plot and character structure, seeing as I used his characters. If te haven’t read his stories with Brandon DeOtter, go read them before this one. They’re really good! That said, enjoy!
I do not own Penguins of Madagascar and its affiliates. James Hetfield, Kirk Hammet, Robert Trujillo, and Lars Ulrich belong to Metallica. Brandon DeOtter and Ariana belong to Metallica1147. I only own a part of the plot.

Brandon stood on the umbrella table. His pinguino friends, the chimps, Marlene, and his...
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