I Pinguini di Madagascar Club
unisciti
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
Author's Note: And here's the successivo chapter. I also want to thank SaturdaySurpris for reviewing. Enjoy!

Private and I walked back to the zoo. “So,” asked Private, “how was it?”

I grinned at him. “Amazingly delicious.”

He beamed. “See, everybody likes snow cones.”

I laughed. “You were right, Private. Race te back to the zoo.”

I took off sliding. He ran a little before launching himself. “Not fair!” yelled Private. “You got a head start!”

We arrived, laughing, at the pinguino habitat. “Uh oh,” detto Private, sliding to a stop.

I followed his glance to see a very angry looking Skipper. “I agree,” I whispered back.

“Where have te been? te missed training!”

As I opened my beak to defend myself, Private lowered his eyes. “Sorry, Skipper.”

I realized that the words were directed at the young penguin. Without thinking, I defended Private. “It wasn’t his fault,” I said.

Skipper turned to me. “Yes it was,” he answered.

“I asked him to go,” I replied evenly.

Skipper glanced at Private. “Is it true?”

The boy looked at me, fear in his eyes. I nodded once. “Yes, sir,” he mumbled.

Skipper glanced between us and sighed. “Ten laps around the zoo,” he finally said.

With that, he jumped back into the HQ. Private looked at me. “Why did te do that?”
“Do what?”

“Defend me? It was my fault. I asked te if te wanted to get snow cones with me. I should have looked at the time,” he said.

The pinguino was nearly in tears. I waddled over to him and patted his back. “Instinct, Private. te reminded me of someone.”

He looked up at me. “Thanks.”

I smiled back. “Come on. I’ll do the laps with you.”

Ten laps later…

“That was refreshing,” I noted.

“Nothing like a swim after a long run,” agreed Private.

He glanced at me. “Nathan? Can I ask te a question?”

“You already did,” I said, smiling.

“I mean another one.”

“Sure, Private. What do te want to know?”

“You detto I reminded te of somebody. Who?”

I looked toward the horizon. “You’re a lot like my brother, Private. A lot like him.”

Without waiting for an answer, I climbed down to the HQ.
posted by knocktimerico
Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a secondo he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying successivo to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minuti later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of pesce coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let...
continue reading...
posted by KowalskiTheLich
Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.

Kowalski used to hate Musica and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On giorno three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner,...
continue reading...
posted by knocktimerico
Skipper had taken his time to get back from Marlene’s so he could piece together the best words to explain his and Marlene’s relationship, especially to young Private.

He entered through the fishbowl entrance as he usually would, and turned to face his team. Much to his surprise the three were standing facing him, almost as if they expected him.

“Skipper I believe there’s something te need to tell these two.” Kowalski stated as he motioned his flipper first towards Rico then Private. The two of the stared at Skipper anxiously, waiting to hear what Kowalski was talking about.

“Yea...
continue reading...
posted by Cornflak
Unfortunate for the cerca to conclude in failure. Of course, one couldn’t complain when two of the three penguins that engaged the mission had been lacking in effort. The third penguin, Rico, had found something rather interesting. A gray crowbar partially stained with blood of seemingly unknown origin. Normally, the explosives expert tended to ingoiare, inghiottire any sort of object that sparked his interest, which, in this case, was so.

Now, at this point, Skipper and Kowalski really didn’t care for Private’s case, much to the small penguin’s delight. And then, typically, life went on as it had,...
continue reading...
In fact, that night, Private had much difficulty in falling asleep. Simply the thought of a friend who was in need prevented the pinguino from sleeping. He wondered if Rico was awake, too. He certainly hoped not. Private only wished the best for the regurgitating penguin.

Suddenly, a noise from below grasped Private’s full attention. On first inspection, it was difficult to determine what the sound was. Luckily, Private merely turned his head to the side and caught the perfect glimpse of Rico’s back. The heavyset pinguino was slowly heading towards the television. This baffled Private, for...
continue reading...
posted by Cornflak
Despite the fact that it was well early in the morning, the injured Private was dato a few hours to himself for rest and recovery. Skipper stayed true to his word, being sure as to give Private his privacy throughout the entire day. Having done this, the leader also granted the rest of the team absolute freedom for the day. Hopefully, this would give the other penguins some time to themselves. After Private’s unexpected disappearance, it was probably for the best.

Taking advantage of these moments, Kowalski chose to sit in a corner of the room, Scrivere all of his thoughts on his notepad....
continue reading...
posted by rico911910
..YOU LOOK AT THE successivo PAGE.......................
was nurses and docters all crowded around Skipper how was laying on the hospital letto shacking will the some of them were holding him down. One of the docters puting a oxagen mask on Skipper and held it there so he could breath easier. Then a nurse came in holding a shot with meadisen filled haf way to the top. As the meadisen was injeted into skipper to calm his cuore rate down the room begian to fall into silence. Slower and slower his
heart started to bet. When the docters looked at the monuter they side in releaf when Skipper's cuore rate...
continue reading...
S:Skipper; K:Kowalski; P: Private; R: Rico; M:Marlene; J: Julien; Mau: Maurice; Mort:Mort. A: Alice



Part Two

Alice breaks the bottle against the superiore, in alto of the cage and the glass shatters everywhere. She places the coltello right in front of the cage door. She opens the cage.

A: Now te can get out! Let’s see if te are smart enough!!!

She stares at them and waits.

S: We aren’t gonna get out like this! Rico!
R: Blaghhh (he pukes a handglider and they all hold on to some ones leg. Alice watches with fury)
A: te aren’t off the hook that easy! And I guess te are wondering what happened to your little...
continue reading...
The rats lead Skipper away on the steel cage. This time he knew better than to struggle, he might as well save his energy for what was coming. ‘Well,’ thinks Skipper ‘I guess that this is the moment of truth.’ The sound of footsteps and the repugnant smell went away after a while and a few moments later Skipper felt himself being lowered down again. The cover is pulled away; Skipper blinks in the sudden light as his eyes adjust. In front of him stood Kowalski, Rico, and Private, all seeming exceedingly happy. Skipper was back inside his lair. The rats climb back outside chuckling as...
continue reading...
[Skipper looks around. His pinguino lair is empty]
    Skipper: Kowalski? Rico? Private? Anyone? All my men seem to be gone. Perhaps they’re at Marlene’s.
[He sneaks over to Marlene’s habitat, careful to not be seen]
    Skipper: Marlene? Marlene! She seems to be gone to! This must be a complot, but from who? The only suspicious activity I have seen came from…[Gasps] Kowalski!
[Skipper quickly rushes to the lemure habitat. After much searching (even underneath the "RoyalThrone")he finds it empty]
    Skipper: No! Not the lemurs too!...
continue reading...
Kowalski is walking down the busy sidewalk and stops when he sees Skipper sitting on a strada, via corner with a tin can to collect change.
Skipper: Spare change for a new lair, please? Over here, I need dough!
Kowalski: Skipper? What are te doing?
Skipper: Kowalski, I never thought I would be happier to see your brain. How far are we from a new lair?
Kowalski looks in the cup and sees one caramelle wrapper along with a button.) At this rate centuries.
Skipper: We are depending on Rico and Private now.
Kowalski: No we’re not.
They see two penguins, Rico and Private, heading toward them.
Skipper: Report....
continue reading...
added by Kinkystar
posted by midnightangel88
private: uh (wakes up) where are we skippah
pinkie: (pops out of nowhere) hi there my names pinkie
private: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
pinkie: oh i'm sorry
private: skippah skippah where are te (wimpers)
pinkie: ciao whats wrong
private: (crys) skippah
pinkie: (picks him up and brings him to twilights)
private: where am i (wimpers) skippah please come
twilight: who's skipper
private: skippah's m-my brother so are kowalski and rico (wimpers) i don't know where i am i'm scared
fluttershy: aww what a poor thing
meanwhile at the hq
skipper: ciao where's private (hears something)
tv: skippah's my brother so are kowalski and rico (wimpers) i don't know where i am i'm scared
they travel there
skipper: were here
private: (wimpers and gets taken to canterlot)
to be continued
posted by SJF_Penguin2
link if te would like to access the first chapter.

--------------------------------------------------

Off the Shelf
A Penguins of Madagascar fanfic
Chapter 2: "Career Change"

Liz glanced at her daughter in the back sede, sedile through the rearview mirror of her silver Subaru Outback. "So, have te named your little Friends yet?"

"Yes." Chelsea held Skipper up. "This is Mr. Penguin." And then held up Marlene. "And this is Mrs. Penguin."

"No, no, sweetie. The brown one is an otter. Remember the story I told te in the gift shop?"

"I know she's an otter, Mom. But she changed her name when she got married."

"Married?"...
continue reading...
“I Insist”
September 27, 2014


“All right, men. I want a perimeter. Make it fast, make it wide, and make it where te can see everything, but nothing can see you,” Skipper ordered the team in Central Park. “On my mar —”

“Hey, aren’t te those penguins from the aquarium?” Fred interrupted as he approached them.

Skipper rolled his eyes. “Zoo, actually. What do te want, Fred? We’re in the middle of something,” he asked impatiently.

“Yeah, I’m in the middle of something too. I think it’s called Central Park. Anyway, I was just wondering, is that lontra friend of yours...
continue reading...
“Another Side”
April 26, 2014


    Skipper led a blindfolded Marlene into her cave.

    “Skipper, what is this? What’s the big surprise?” Marlene urged with anticipation.

    “Well, remember a couple of weeks fa when te detto you’ve always wanted to stargaze, but couldn’t because of the bright city lights?” Skipper asked, preparing to remove the blindfold.

    “Yes, why?” Marlene answered.

    Skipper pulled off the blindfold. “That’s why,” he detto with a grin.

    Marlene...
continue reading...
No Time 07.14.16

“Maurice!” Julien cried from his throne.

Maurice trudged up to him, not even trying to hide his contempt. “Yes, your majesty?”

“I need another smoothie,” Julien said, propping his head up with one paw while rubbing his chest with the other. He coughed and wheezed. “I can feel my time approaching . . . so make it with extra mango for the extra sweet-y-ness-ness . . .”

Maurice rolled his eyes. “You detto your time was approaching two days ago,” he said.

“Well, how should I know, Maurice? I am not Clair’s Voyage!” Julien detto before coughing again.

“It’s...
continue reading...
Foreign 02.24.16

“Morning, Nari!” Marlene detto one morning, excitedly nudging her habitat-mate and adoptive sister. “Come on, wake up!” she urged, eager to get out in the Monterey sun.

Nari stretched her arms and legs with a yawn as she sat up. “Marlene, the morning will still be there in ten minutes,” she complained with a smile.

Marlene laughed and pulled her arm. “Don’t be a wimp! Come on! Let’s go for a swim!”

The two went outside their cave-like room out into the California spring morning, Marlene at the lead while Nari lagged behind. Marlene colomba into their pond while...
continue reading...
added by Featherson
Source: I Pinguini di Madagascar