Chapter 1 – The Transformation
It was a beautiful summer giorno at the Central Park Zoo. The sun shined brightly in the skies above, casting shadows of all the surrounding buildings. Visitors came in and out da the hundreds. It was another typical giorno for all the animals. However, one set of invitations would end up turning this zoo into a battlefield for some desperate animals…
“Up and at ‘em, men!” Skipper yelled to the other penguins, “We’ve got a whole slate of missions to complete today, and there’s no time for us to doze off!” “Skipper, do te always have to talk so loudly?” Kowalski asked, while rubbing his flipper on his eye. “I have to. It’s the only way to get te all up in the morning!” replied Skipper, while standing firm in front of them. The three penguins got into a side-by-side line in front of him. Skipper began his daily segnala on the upcoming missions of the day. “Today, we-” Suddenly, Julien entered their habitat. “Howdy, neighbors! Guess what I got today?” he asked, while it appeared that he was holding something behind his back. “Unless it’s in any way life-threatening Ringtail, we don’t care.” Skipper declared. “Oh… But I think te should, silly penguin.” Julien insisted, “Ta-da!” He showed them an envelope, which was already opened. “What’s in that envelope, Julien?” asked Private. “It’s probably filled with some kind of poisonous substance o small explosive.” Skipper declared, “Everyone get down!” The pinguino got into a ducking position, bracing for anything. Julien laughed. “You slap-happy penguins. There is no poison gas o anything like that in here.” He opened it, and the penguins quivered in fear. Julien took the material inside of it out, and nothing happened. It was only a letter. Kowalski was the first pinguino to get up, and examined the piece. “It appears to be an invitation of some sort.” he stated to the others. He read the fine print,
Dear animali of Central Park Zoo,
You are invited to a new annual tradition solely for all animals, wild o captive, in New York City. The Summer Animal Ball.
If te want to find Amore in “The city that never sleeps,” then, this party’s for you. te are required to have one, and only one, data with te for this night. It can be anyone te choose. No RSVP is necessary, and refreshments will be provided.
This is only one night per year. Please come to this magical night. We promise te that it’ll be one that you’ll never forget.
“What a bunch of baloney!” Skipper shouted, “An animal ball?! Who’s the crazy animal that came up with this… this… mutiny!” “Actually, Skipper. It sounds rather lovely!” replied Private. Skipper got right into Private’s face. “Of course you’ll find that lovely Private. Then, te can go yourself. We’ll stay here and mend the base.” “Skipper, I have to agree with Private on this one. It does sound rather fun, and I think te can really use this.” Kowalski countered. “Yep.” Rico continued. “You two, too?! This is absolutely mutiny!” Skipper yelled, “I can’t believe te all want to go to this lovey-dovey thing!” Julien chimed in. “You, Skipper, should go. You’ll finally be noticed as a fun-freak, even though the spotlight will be on me of course.” “If Ringtail’s going, them I’m most certainly not!” Skipper bellowed with rage. “But Skipper…” Kowalski started. “No way, no how!” Skipper answered, “You all can dress up all nice and fancy if te wish. But… Don’t bother me about it. Unless something so crazy happens… Wait. When is this ball?” “Tonight.” Kowalski replied. Skipper started again where he left off. “Ok. Unless something totally crazy happens in the successivo six to eight hours, then I will not change my mind. Is that understood.” “Yes, Skipper.” Kowalski and Private detto sadly. The three penguins, minus Skipper, climbed up the ladder to the outside. “Don’t te all be trying to convince me other-” Skipper called, “Huh! Augh! Guess sometimes te have to do everything yourself!” He began to clean around. “Sometimes, I really wonder what goes into those guys’ heads.” he thought to himself.
Throughout the morning, the other zoo animali got the message, courtesy of Julien. It appeared that one inhabitant was rather enthusiastic about the festivities.
“A ball, here, in New York City?! This is… unbelievable!” “Calm down, Marlene!” detto Julien, “It’s più exciting to me because we can finally have our data that I’ve been so longing for.” Julien wrapped his hand around the otter. “You Julien?! How many times do I have to tell you! I don’t want to be your queen!” Marlene yelled, as she pushed him away. “Pushy one, aren’t you?!” Julien said, “I assure te that your evening with me will be the most wildest of your dreams!” “Listen, Julien! I already have a data in mind, and well… It’s definitely not you!” she declared, as she overlapped one arm over the other in a bored notion. “And who is this special data of yours?!” Julien asked her. “That, Julien, is none of your business.” “Oh really?! Don’t worry. te will be my data to the ball, and I will make your night the most special it can be. Noone turns down King Julien!” Julien angrily walked out of Marlene’s habitat. “You have fun with that.” she called out as he could no longer be seen.
Later, Marlene went to the lemure habitat, and talked to Maurice. She told him that she wanted his help with finding a good outfit for her. “I know this one place, Marlene.” he detto to her, hesitantly, “I’m just not sure that this would be a good idea.” “Come on, Maurice. I really want to dazzle my date.” Marlene begged. Maurice gave in. “All right. So, who is this data te want so badly?” Marlene whispered the name to Maurice. “Really?! Him?!” he asked, with a surprised look on his face. Marlene nodded. “All right! Follow me.” Maurice detto to her.
The two ended up at a secret animal salon that was not too far from the zoo. Marlene did not feel threatened, so her feral side did not appear. They opened the door, and Marlene was soon in awe with the fashion foto and accessories that surrounded her. “Wow! Look at all this! I’ve never seen so much style like this before!” “If te think that’s good, just wait and see what’s in store for you, my dear!” A beautiful female pigeon (Yes, a pigeon) came from behind an entrance to another hallway with drapes that opened to the sides. “How are te doing, Maurice?! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you!” “Very well!” he answered, and then introduced Marlene, “And this is Marlene. She’s looking for an outfit that would appeal to a special data of hers.” “I assume this is for the ball tonight!?” the pigeon asked. “Of course.” Maurice replied. “Why am I not surprised!? te won’t believe how many animali have come into my salon today for that reason!” “I can imagine!” The pigeon then turned his attention to Marlene. “Welcome, welcome! My name is Helga, and don’t te worry Marlene, my dear, I assure that te have the dress that will make your data absolutely gaga for you!” “You’d really do that, for me?!” Marlene asked, enthusiastically. “Of course, I can, my dear. So, what animal is the data te seek? A fellow lontra I presume!?” “Actually, it’s…” Marlene again whispered it to Helga. “I see. I have to give te credit. te are one interesting lontra with a unique taste in dates. No matter. I know exactly what to fit te with. Please follow me.” the pigeon declared.
Marlene followed Helga back into the other hallway, where the makeup and dressing room was located. “All right, Marlene, have a seat.” She handed the lontra a blindfold. “Now, put this over your eyes! We wouldn’t to spoil the surprise.” Marlene put the blindfold. “All right. I’m ready!” she declared. “Very well.” answered Helga. “My assistants and I will make te all beautiful for your dance data tonight. Just stay with us, and we will transform te into the girl of your date’s dreams!”
About thirty minuti passed by, and Marlene was transformed. With the blindfold still over her eyes, Helga led her to a large mirror. She took the blindfold off slowly, and told her, “Now, my dear… Look at the new you!” Marlene looked into the mirror, and saw that her brown pelliccia had been turned black. Her nose and legs were now mainly orange, with her white spot still there, of course. However, her white pelliccia and paws were not changed. She had a look of disbelief on her face as she admired her new look. “Wow! Look at me! I look simply amazing!” “I see we have another satisfied customers on our hands!” declared Helga. “No doubt. I Amore this look. I look like one “hot” cat!” “You must certainly do, my dear.” Marlene shook her paws with one of Helga’s wings. “I can’t thank te enough, Helga.” “It’s no problem at all, my dear. I’m just happy that we gave te a look that te adore. Now, te go out there tonight, and have fun!” Marlene waved goodbye, and went back to the main hallway to find Maurice. “How do I look, Maurice?” she asked the lemur. Maurice’s jaw dropped in adoration. “Wow, Marlene. te look astonishing! I have no doubt “you-know-who” will go crazy for you!” “I sure hope so.” Marlene said, uncertainly. “I know he will.” Maurice assured her. “You’re right, Maurice. Now, all I have to do is go back to the Central Park Zoo. My date’s just waiting for me!”
