Skipper
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Skipper screamed. The cab driver heard it too.
“MAN! Is this the lady’s ringtone for her phone? Some people are just plain CRAZY!”
Finally, the cab driver stopped and opened up the trunk.
“I can’t take this anymore!” the cab driver screamed. Skipper hid in the bag. Wrong move. The cab driver poured out everything in the bag. Skipper hangs on to the bottom of the bag for dear life. Then he realizes his flipper is throbbing. Skipper falls out of the bag from too much pain.
“What the….? Is that A PENGUIN?!” the cab shouts. Skipper takes the contents and slides away.
Skipper finally makes it to the HQ. Everyone is sleeping. Good, Skipper thought, less worrying, the better. He goes into the veterinarian’s office and wraps his flipper in a bandage. Then he goes back to the HQ. He wraps up the contents and goes to sleep.
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Skipper is up the suivant morning. Everyone is still asleep. Probably dreaming about sugar peaches ou something. Skipper thought. He takes off his bandages. His flipper is a little sore. When he slides, his flipper hurts REALLY bad, and he scrapes his back. Great! Skipper thought, now my team will know something is up! Skipper limbs to the HQ. He tries to pretend everything ok, but his team knows something is up.
Meanwhile, Santa was watching everything Skipper was doing.
Chapter 1: Surprises
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his poisson coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The musique was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background musique came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his poisson coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The musique was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background musique came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
(This may be stupid, I don't write stories much)
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mur to mur trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice a dit out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once plus seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I a dit back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mur to mur trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice a dit out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once plus seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I a dit back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Quite interesting. This is a new species." A voice a dit over my solitary confinement. "A manchot, pingouin with an ability to fly? How strange."
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind par digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do toi think? Want me to continue? please commentaire :D)
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind par digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do toi think? Want me to continue? please commentaire :D)
