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so if some of u don't know there is a big diff but i knew this along time fa i'm just asking
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Are te Challenging Me? 02.15.16

Note: This shot is dedicated to link and his little brother, who requested it from me. I hope te like it and that I didn’t disappoint you.

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Tense.

That was the only way to describe the atmosphere in the HQ. They’d recently returned from a mission to thwart Hans’ latest scheme, which hadn’t gone as planned.

“Skipper,” Kowalski called as Skipper violently prepared his letto for the night. Kowalski rolled his eyes. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“Ridiculous?” Skipper snapped, turning to face him. “I’m not the one being ridiculous. I had...
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 Blowhole disliked taking the eyepatch off...
Blowhole disliked taking the eyepatch off...
Okay, here come the antagonists! Please review! :)

That very same day, at that very same time, there where four penguins and a delfino who had just swum away from the explosion.

The location. The location was hard to name. It was a superiore, in alto secret loading dock, and from what I can tell you, it's in New Jersey. As you, the reader, is familiar with it, it is that place in 'The pinguino Who Loved Me'. And, it was also a few secondo before it had ended.

"Skipper, do te suppose we've finally seen the last of Doctor Blowhole?" Private asked, as the penguins slowly waddled away from the dock.

"What a delightfully...
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*turns tape recorder on*

June 9th, 2014
Location: Classif-....oh, for Pete's sake, why am i even bothering to keep my location hidden anymore? I'm in the Central park zoo. pinguino habitat. My panic room. Happy now?

Anywho, i needed to make an update to my biography. What with the craziness that happened a little while ago, and all, i feel it's important to record this.

Our files are still a bit messed up, so I'll need to update again later. Besides, it'll give te all something to look inoltrare, avanti to!

A few months ago, we dealt with a secret agent force of animali called the North Wind (Their motto...
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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...
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“What is it, Kowalski?”
“According to my calculations,” detto Kowalski, scribbling something down on his clipboard, “it is an apple.”
“Right.”
Skipper thought for a while. “Hah!” he laughed. “You won’t get us that easily, te evil witch!”
“Um, Skipper?” asked Private.
Skipper looked at the youngest penguin. “What is it, Private?”
“If te don’t mind me asking,” detto Private. “Well I was wondering—”
“Spit it out, soldier.”
“Well, what does an evil witch have to do with the apple?”
Skipper shook his head. “Young Private, I see te have forgotten...
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*WARNING : BASED ON REAL STORY, te MAY LOOK FOR THE ACTUAL STORY*

Transmission #44-21-2. Designate : IPI
Penguin Habitat,Central Park Zoo
1832 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Maj. Skipper

It had been few years (yea… 10 years???), we started to remember what we should forget... and we started to forget... what we should remember. Aagghh, Master Bean… who’s cares about the past? I had found my Amore with an… super-duper amazing super woman ... her shiny wings just like an bright fokker plane... her beak just like Spanish Tercio Halberd... her feather was as soft as Gloomy Sunday music...
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