Author's note: I know it's been like, forever, since I've written più of this Twilight Zone-POM crossover. I'm really sorry, te see, the paper that I write the rough draft of each chapter got caught in the rain, so I Lost 65 days of work!!! This is Episode 2, Episode 1 being about the plane and the gremlin. *talks like Rod Serling* Here, we have the most credulous sight of all, the place is Madagascar, 1965. A rising king and his loyal followers are claiming power, when a surprise visitor arrived. Julien, the king, Maurice the diplomat, and Mort the bad secretary. The newcomers have travelled afar, from the Twilight Zone.
A loud bang followed da beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab albero on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped spazio craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' detto Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the secondo tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The secondo smallest one with the flat head wants to see te at the albero in an hour,' detto Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
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The giorno had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello lemure overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' detto the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred pinguino is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' detto Skipper. 'What is it that te want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help te people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' detto Skipper, before he was struck in the chest da Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' detto Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can te help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for te simple lemurs, I assure you,' detto Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' detto Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are te finished translating that titolo Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a giorno of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the titolo then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' detto Maurice.
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'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused da stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' detto a lucertola on the TV. 'How did te get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built spazio shuttle da Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' detto Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every pinguino who goes to a tropical region,' detto Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' detto Kowalski.
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Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, o whatever it's called, don't te agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have cena with the emperor, I can discuss if he o she wants to give up their country to me!!' detto Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baia 32's flight has been launched already,' detto a lemure holding the station. 'I can't wait, have te heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female lemure to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' detto the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' detto Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did te get here Maur-' detto Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the superiore, in alto of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back da Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my lemure food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back da a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of lemure cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, o burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
A loud bang followed da beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab albero on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped spazio craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' detto Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the secondo tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The secondo smallest one with the flat head wants to see te at the albero in an hour,' detto Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
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The giorno had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello lemure overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' detto the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred pinguino is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' detto Skipper. 'What is it that te want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help te people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' detto Skipper, before he was struck in the chest da Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' detto Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can te help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for te simple lemurs, I assure you,' detto Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' detto Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are te finished translating that titolo Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a giorno of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the titolo then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' detto Maurice.
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'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused da stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' detto a lucertola on the TV. 'How did te get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built spazio shuttle da Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' detto Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every pinguino who goes to a tropical region,' detto Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' detto Kowalski.
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Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, o whatever it's called, don't te agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have cena with the emperor, I can discuss if he o she wants to give up their country to me!!' detto Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baia 32's flight has been launched already,' detto a lemure holding the station. 'I can't wait, have te heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female lemure to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' detto the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' detto Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did te get here Maur-' detto Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the superiore, in alto of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back da Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my lemure food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back da a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of lemure cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, o burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
