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posted by 10amberpet

Skipper, the fearsome leader of the penguins had decided to take a short walk before sunrise. It was super dark outside, usually the time the Leonard was awake. But sometimes he ran into the beautiful loutre Marlene, who offered to take a walk with him. As always, he though about it, coming to the conclusion of "yes." But something strange had happened one jour when they were walking.

"Hello Penguin!" King Julien a dit swinging down from the arbre and placing himself between the two. "Hello beautiful lady."

"Oh hi Julien!" The always smiling Marlene greeted. "Me and Skipper were just taking a walk."...

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Make a request on a PoM fanart please

posted by B0XFISH

Hi!

I want to practice to do works on requests. I have been thinking about it... on the labor toi have to be able to provide their customer/employer what they ask for without any questions and really make what they want otherwise they won't hire you. Well one jour I have to apply for a job and when that time comes I want to be as prepared as I can be.

So, I am asking you, can toi make a request on what toi want me to draw/paint/sketching. Really, toi can ask for everything! One rule! It has to be Penguins of Madagascar related (I assume toi don't mind I want to paint PoM fanart, otherwise I wouldn't post this on this spot^^) Come on, it has to be something on your mind toi would really like to see in a fanart. I want to see if I can pull it off ou if I bite off plus than I can chew

greetings!

The Maze

posted by EppofangirlXD

The Maze

“Well boys,” Skipper announced as he ripped off Kowalski’s, Private’s, and Rico’s blindfolds. The three winced in pain as some of their feathers got plucked out in the process. That was definitely not cloth fabric. “This is…a new sort of training. toi know how to fight an enemy. toi know how to get away from an enemy’s lair about to self-destruct. BUT. Dr Blowhole’s evil lair had been simple to navigate. There were even exit signs. So. Today’s training process is using your skills and knowledge in order to quickly get toi out of an area toi CANNOT find the way through....

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Marlene's True Passion Part 1

posted by Tripenguinman

MARLENE’S TRUE PASSION
CHAPTER ONE
Skipper was lire the paper and using the bathroom. His eyes were irritated and red from crying that he had shielded from the team, especially Private. He had just been on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with Marlene and he’d found out that she was cheating. She was meeting a guy in a back alley. He’d seen her sneak off when he gone under the poisson bowl and took a glance back and decided to follow her and see what she was doing. She had crept through the sewers and come up in a back alley and met with another loutre and she had been talking for a while...

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Flightless Lust: Chapter Twenty

posted by Cornflak

A week later…

Rico was standing near Marlene’s cave entrance when he noticed a small, yellow slip of paper on the ground. Of course he was curious, so he decided to bend down and remove it from the concrete. It appeared to be folded in half. Rico narrowed his eyes in order to better focus as he unfolded the yellow paper. He slowly read what someone had written upon it. Once he finished, Rico folded it back and turned to head into the cave.

Marlene was recovering well from her little episode with Skipper. However, there were times when Rico could easily tell that she yearned for a different...

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Mamihlapinatapei (Chapter 1)

posted by knocktimerico

Skipper sat in the HQ drinking his favori poisson flavored coffee and lire his morning briefing. From what he read there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary going on today, training in the AM, a lunch brake midday, and some crowd wooing in the afternoon.

Private, Kowalski, and Rico were just getting out of lit when Skipper spoke up.

“Well men,” Skipper a dit sternly as he placed the briefing on the table, tableau and took a sip of his coffee, “make sure you’re outside at 0700 hours” he continued checking the clock on the wall; it showed 6:45.

Skipper stood straight up and shot his flipper...

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Oh No.... (Part one)

posted by Penguin11

Can they save her?

*The penguins are all asleep until someone bursts in*

Marlene:Guys, wake up! Hurry! Come on Doris needs your help!!!

* Kowalski jumps out of lit and since he was in the haut, retour au début bunk, tries and sucessfully completes pulling the others out of thier bunks*

Kowalski: WHATS WRONG WITH DORIS?!?!?!

Marlene: Somethings wrong with her head, Kowalski!!!
*she says in an dramafied voice*
Marlene: Somethings not right.
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Im making it longer.
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*They all go to Doris's habitat*

Doris:Hello! Would toi like some oatmeal?!?

Kowalski:Firstly, No. Secondly, toi dont have a way to get oatmeal.

Skipper:He's right.

Doris:Oh, toi all are just jealous because I can make oatmeal and toi cant!

Private:No, we just came to rescue you!

Rico: AUGHHUH!

Doris:Why would I need rescued if im fine?

*Kowalski shakes his head doubtfully*

Next; Part 2

Oh yeah!

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Continuity Error Drabbles

posted by TheRatKing1

This is based off the continuity errors from the forum post "PoM Fails" (it's on there somewhere. i found it about 3 months il y a and updated it.) Maybe this will help bring that forum post in use again. Thanks for all who posté for giving me ideas!

"Leaves"

It was a warm summer jour in Central Park. Kids were playing in the park, eating snow cones, flying kites, eating snow cones while flying kites, and flying kites while eating snow cones.

The penguins were in a nearby tree, hidden amongst the foliage, spying on the blé, maïs dog vendors that were slowly encroaching on the territory of the snow cone...

My upcoming stories

posted by MadagascarGirl

My upcoming stories:
Because I’ve been on Fanfiction.net for a little longer then on fanpop, most of my stories are posté there. But, since my grammar was horrible at the beginning (English is not my first language), the stories needed remakes and aren’t finished yet because of this, so it put it all in a total mess. Here, on fanpop, I’ll post a story after a précédant one is done, so the stories won’t be in the mess here XD.

These are stories of my first PoM series:

Guard of the Secret: When a female manchot, pingouin arrives to the zoo, it appears that she's Skipper's old friend. She's the only...

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A Family Is Formed (Part 1): (15) Found

posted by peacebaby7

Author's Note: I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter. It won't happen again.

♦ ♦ ♦

    Lorrie cried for about twenty minutes into Preston’s chest and before he finally pushed her vers l'avant, vers l’avant and wiped away her tears before they froze to her face.

    “Lorrie, I know you’re hurting but we need to move. Think about it this way. When we turn them in, you’ll have avenged Kowalski and his father’s death,” Preston a dit softly. Lorrie choked and shook her head.

    “It’s all my fault. I was so caught up in trying...

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Warriors of Night ~5~ ~(No Title)~

posted by winkies77

The Ending of this story.
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Petting Zoo
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Rico starting looking at the pictures (they can't read remember? XD) and gasped at some blood stained pictures, oh wait no it's just juice. Rico leaned against the mur and remembered what he was doing here. Helping Skipper.

Skipper was still screaming and panicking. Rico stood up, but fell again because something ou someone , fell on him .

"Rico! I'm so glad I found you!" Private said, as he started to hug Rico...a little to much.

"Do ou hav willes? (Do toi have willies?)" Rico asked as he looked at Skipper's...

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Avian Malaria prévisualiser

posted by legendary7

"Skipper," Kowalski a dit to me. "I need to tell toi something." I paused. All eyes were on me, including the doleful eyes of my Young Private that I thought I'd never see again-about an heure ago.
His big blue eyes stared up at me-almost like he was pleading-from his hospital cot. "It's all right, Private. You're fine." Kowalski reassured him, but I wasn't so sure. His expression read differently. I could tell Private was buying it, because he proceeded his banter with Rico. While he was distracted, Kowalski motioned for me.
I followed him closer to the door. From the counter we stood on, Kowalski...

I was framed! Ch. 1

posted by kivamarie

it all started when i was with Skipper and his team doing stuff when somehow i got a letter.

Skipper: salut Kiva, toi got a letter.

Me: thanks Skipper.

Skipper gave me the letter and so i open the letter.

Private: what does the letter say Kiva?

Rico: yeah yeah.

Me: hmm it says: Dear Kiva, I the Empress want toi to be the bodyguard for me and my daughter Emily at Dunwall Tower signed Empress Jessomine. oh my gosh did toi hear that guys I'm going to be the bodyguard for the Empress and her daughter at the Dunwall Tower.

Private: that's great.

Rico: Wow.

Kowalski: that's good.

Skipper: I'm quite pleased that...

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manchot, pingouin Bloopers: Cecil and Brick (from Operation: Antarctica)

posted by peacebaby7

par request of link

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Thievery Control: Take 1

Brick: *moves crates around with forklift*

Cecil: *directs him*

Cop: *pulls up and sees Cecil* T_T

Cecil: O.O.....*pretends he's stretching* *falls over* OW! I pulled my muscle!

Brick: What muscle?

Cecil: Brick! Shut up and help me up!

Brick: *gets out of chariot élévateur, chariot élévateur à fourche and helps Cecil up* ...Dude are toi crying?

Cecil: NO! I most certainly am not!

Brick: Then why are your eyes so wet?

Cecil: Shut up Brick! *kicks him* OW!!! My leg again!

Director: Will someone please help him so we can déplacer on!

Thievery Control: Take 2

Brick: *moves...

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Brothers and Sisters (Part 1): (5) Busting Out

posted by peacebaby7

It was about an heure later. Skipper and Eve were still sitting at the back of the cell, leaning on each other, not sure what to do. All of the sudden they heard something.

"Pssst!"

"What was that?" Whispered Eve. Skipper got up cautiously and walked to the front of the cell. Most of the other animaux were sleeping. "Psst! Over here!" He looked at where the sound was coming from; it was a blaireau across the aisle. He was looking into their cell. He couldn't help but think of Private at the sight of him. "What do toi want?" He whispered back.

"You two are lucky. You're getting out of this place....

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Crossroads: Part 13

posted by Skiparah

The court room was so..so hostile. The whole place echoed around me. I could feel the tension as the judge spoke. His words pounded like a mallet on my chest threatening to kill me right then and there. My fate lay in the balance. Crowds in bleachers behind were all fixed on one thing and one thing only. Me. I could feel their eyes on my back. The judge was saying, "Alexander Fahlcon, is hereby prosecuted for the following charge: Murder against his country, and his superior officer," I swallowed a lump in my throat, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. The judge went on, "For a dit crime...

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a tribute to manchot, pingouin of Madagascar

posted by knd-pom-sp

a tribute to manchot, pingouin of Madagascar

please commentaire it my first artical

What us fans have joined together let no writer rip asunder

manchot, pingouin of Madagascar fans of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…

rejoindre together to celebrate a great show

They made us laugh

They made us cry

They even made us smile

Thought-out the years of villains summit

The prize of know them all

Even the annoying king

I hope that my voice has been heard

Cause I l’amour them all with all my heart

And distressed that it ending

With all us depending

Penguins will last forever

In our hearts

Long live manchot, pingouin of Madagascar

toi will never be forgotten

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Crossroads: part 1

posted by Skiparah

(Skipper's Autobiography)

You might find it hard to believe if I came right out and
told toi the place I know the most about is the place I
hate plus than any other. It's not the land itself. I guess
it's not the people either. I once let my hatred for them
get too far out of hand. Now that I think about it I find
that the people were only peices of the puzzle. It's
not the people ou the land that makes me dread it so
much. It's the memories.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Copenhagen, Denmark wasn't a terrible looking place.
I just knew deep down I didn't fit in there. I didn't
belong there. There are a few good memories...

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An Old Friend, part three

posted by queenpalm

Here is part three of my fan fiction. I hope toi like it!

I landed on the floor in the HQ. Since it was about midnight, all the penguins were in bed. Then, I looked at the beds again, to make sure they were all there. There were five beds. Hm, they must've removed mine.
One lit was empty, though. Manfridi nor Private was there. I started getting worried.
A door creaked. I wanted to run and hide, but I knew that's not what a Rebelle soldier like me would do. I braced myself and expected the worst.
"Ahhh!" I screamed. Then, I realized it was just Private. "Who, who are you!?" a dit Private. Then...

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An Old Friend, part one

posted by queenpalm

This is my first fan fiction. Hope toi enjoy it! Oh, and if toi were wondering, this story is told from Johnson's point of view.

"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my accueil could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt ou a grocery store. Still, the only good nourriture I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The mur belonged to the Central Park Zoo!