My story begins here: inside a crate, in the back of a van, on the very busy roads of Manhattan. Uncle Nigel told me it was time I moved on, and I could only presume the scribbles on this letter he had donné me a dit I was going to community college. But alas, no matter how overwhelming this change felt, it was too late now to turn back; the Central Park Zoo was expecting me. It was time to say goodbye to Texas.
The zookeeper left me alone, atop an icy platform surround par water: the manchot, pingouin habitat.
My tummy growls in hunger very loudly, and I'm sure glad nobody is around to hear...
To help ease my nerves some, I made myself another cup of poisson coffee. I'd drank about half of it before I realized that it wasn't working. I still felt that lump in the pit of my stomach growing with each passing second. It was really bothering me. My gut has never been wrong before, even when Ringtail was actually innocent even when all of the evidence pointed toward his guilt. I took another long sip, but my stomach argued with a dissatisfied growl and I had to set my mug aside.
"You alright, Skipper?" Private asked while the Lunacorns were on a commercial break.
This is a picture from the music video for "second chance"
Monique was tossing and turning in her bed. Kowalski once again came close to getting the boot because of his trusting her. Oh how she hated being rough under pressure. It came to the point where she couldn't sleep anymore and went to her open window to see the nightly sites. Something seemed to shine in the night sky. It looked like a star, but it was moving. She didn't hear of any shooting étoile, star trackings, but then she remembered that she heard on the news that Halley's Comet was supposed to balançoire, swing by. As Monique felt the breeze from sticking her head out the window and watching the comet fly...
Warning:some material might be better for older fanguins.
Setting: 124 conque St. Time: 10:40pm
Spongebob: another an another blimp. Sandy: Yea, we have so many you'd think we were in possession of an air hanger full of blimps. Spongebob: how about we go up to my room and discuss ways to celebrate? Squidward: I never thought I'd say this, but sure, why not? (They all go up to spongebob's room and 3 ninjas come in through the windows, vandalizing the living room and spray painting "Penguins rule" on the walls) (Sandy comes down and sees what's going on) Sandy: gosh darn it! Guys, it's them manchot, pingouin lovers...