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    Despair is all I felt at the moment. She left me to my own devices when I was only a small chick. It was the jour her cœur, coeur stopped, the jour that I had no plus of that sweetness to myself. The bird to sing to me and rock me to sleep when I would cry and whine for help.

    That was the jour my mother was shot.

    And today is the seconde anniversary of my mother's death. I was only a couple months old, barely able to feed myself, let alone move. The only thing I'm thankful for is I was born in the Kitee Zoo in Finland during the same time they added the Raccoon Dogs. Around the an of the snake: 2001.

    It's not the best rendez-vous amoureux, date to be born, but it's as close as I could remember being told. I don't really remember much from that time period, only the occasional flash backs I seem to randomly have. Like this morning.


    Now, I sit at the concrete table, tableau in the underwater tanière, den located in the Manhattan Zoo. I have no idea how I got here. All I remember is the darkness being covered par the lovely light one day, having a rude awakening to now four very familiar faces. They of course belong to my best Friends of all time: Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, and Private. Perhaps toi have heard of the very famous cute and cuddly penguins that live here? No? Well, they're the best birds you'll ever meet.
    
    There's Skipper, of course the leader. I don't know much about him, but he's very fun and entertaining- when he messes things up of course. He loves violence and explosions. Also, he has a bit of a blood lust. But of course- like every typical hero- he has a soft spot.

There's also Kowalski, the tallest of us. I'm about a quarter of his size, and he towers high over me. I have to stand on the tip of my talons just to see below his beak. Kowalski is in l’amour science and even made his own lab connected to our secret base. He will usually spend days and days in there just trying to perfect one little thing. We're penguins...not mad scientists. ou ninjas...whatever they are. A mutant crossbreed, maybe?

Rico. There's not much to say of him, but he's a bird of many words. Well...in his head at least. I don't see how the others can understand his aléatoire gibberish most of the time. All I hear is stuttering. Maybe it's some secret code?

Private is the master of being cute and cuddly. He's British, which is very amusing when he sometimes uses the British term for some things, like “Bloody Hell”. Okay, he hasn't a dit that yet, but I'm just waiting to hear it. It'd be hilarious.

    But of course, I don't tell them anything. I don't trust them that much yet. We've only known each other for three months. July, August, and this is the third one. Or, the beginning of the third one. It's actually the third of September right now!

    Which brings us back to the main topic here. My mother's death anniversary. It's going to be different this an because I'm not in Kitee. I'd usually go with Nikita, the name of my father. I was taken away from him when the Manhattan zoo requested a “female” manchot, pingouin from a zoo in the world so...you know, mating requirements. It makes me shiver with disfigurement when the term of why I'm here is brought up. Why do zookeepers insist on making younger penguins breed to make eggs? I don't understand anything anymore. Shouldn't we be aloud to pick who we get to love? But...I guess I get four choices....

    But all of them are plus like brothers to m-

    “Matryosha, pay attention!”

    The voice cracked at me like a whip, hitting my chest with a strong force. My dark green eyes fixed on the source of the rough and menacing voice. Skipper. He was starting in my direction with those infuriated eyes he every once in awhile would give to someone. Especially to me. I often tend to doze off during their little meetings to discuss past mission progress and what they need to work on.

    Hastily, trying to regain my breath, I clutched my Finnish flag scarf and breath heavily, my windpipe making a vibrating sound I do when I'm scared. I seemed to be quivering, because Private reassuringly grabbed my shoulder and rubbed in soothingly. He always did that when I was scared.

    “Just breathe Mat...” Private a dit softly and sweetly; like he always did. He was always the one to comfort me. Just like...

    ...Mother used to do...

    Tears over flooded my eyes and I face-desked, sobbing in to my flippers.
This story takes place shortly after the events of Portal 2 about a mois ou so after Chell escaped. Spoilers ahead but not too many. Enjoy! :D




"LEEEEEEEEXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Skipper cupped his flippers around his beak and yelled her name for the 5th time. Her, Julien, Mort, and Maurice had their boom box turned all the way up and were jumping around on the bouncy.
"LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He tried again. No dice. He growled and marched over to the maki, lémurien habitat.


The musique stopped suddenly and the lemurs all stopped...
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Here are the order of everyone's stories:
1st: Rico, Private and Ashley
2nd: Emma and Kowalski
3rd: Lucile and Gallis
4th: Skipper and Tom

Everyone scattered.

The Allosaurus chased the Gallimimus but got distracted par one of the penguins: Private

The Allosaurus chased him seeing him as an easier meal since Gallimimus runs mush faster than him.
Private: Eeek! Please don't eat me! Please don't eat me!
The Allosaurus got closer and closer.
Private: Hey! A tree! Flippers, don't fail me now!
He fortunately got high enough to escape the bite.
The predator stomps of madly because all the Gallimimus are gone and...
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posted by ILUVKOWALSKI
In the HQ they had decided to watch a few plus of the horror films and the last one had just finished and Skipper turned the Tv off. Private and Ava were shaking, and Dustin and Ashley looked frightened. Skipper cast a stern look at Rico who was unaffected par the whole thing.

"Wow, that was awesome!" Sky marvelled, a big grin on her face.

"It was pretty good wasn't it?" Maya agreed.

"Speak for yourself." Dustin replied, glancing around the room worriedly. Maya just grinned and shook her head, turning towards Michael, who also had a bag of popcorn.

"So did toi like it Tia?" Skipper asked, his...
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posted by ILUVKOWALSKI
As the jour rolled on, the penguins decided to put a few films on. As they put the first movie in, Emma couldn't help smile at the mesmerised looks of their guests as they stared up at the Tv in wonder. She cuddled up to Kowalski and he wrapped his flippers around her gently. Emma relaxed in his flippers and gazed up at him lovingly. He smiled warmly at her, and stroked her hair softly. A happy shiver went down Emma's spine and a fuzzy warmth spread through her whole body. She blushed and started to focus on the film. Rico had put on The Avengers, which was Emma's favourite film, so she smiled...
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posted by ILUVKOWALSKI
The penguins stepped out of the portal, and found themselves in a vast, green forest. The trees grew so high, they couldn't see the sky above them. Insects whizzed around them, landing on their flippers, and flying off, and the plants glowed brightly, filling the forest with a luminous glow, in neon shades of green, purple, blue and pink. Ashley gazed in awe, and smiled as a little bug landed on his flipper. It had three red wings, one looking a little like a sail. It had little orange stripes on the wings, and the wing tips were yellow, like it's little body.

"That's a Fireflan." Emma told...
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posted by ILUVKOWALSKI
(Ok so this is set in July 2013, the rendez-vous amoureux, date is the 7th. Emma is now 15.)

Emma's eyes opened slowly, and she shuffled out of lit sleepily. The other penguins were already up, and playing cards at the cinder block table, and par the sounds of it, Rico was winning.

"Morning." Emma managed through a yawn, as she sat down suivant to Kowalski and hugged him gently. He blushed and hugged her back. Rico made a grossed out noise and turned back to his cards.

"Morning lass, did toi sleep well?" Ashley asked, kindly.

"Pretty well." Emma replied, sipping a glass of milk. "You?"

"Yup, and I was up bright and early...
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Jane Rizzoli stared out at the sunrise peaking over the tops of the buildings on the city.
"Beautiful morning. Just the perfect jour to get us all killed par a psychotic dolphin." she muttered, now an Asian otter, much like Marlene, only with dark brown fur.
"I don't know. it may turn out for the best." says Maura isles, also an Asian Otter, only her fourrure was the same shade of red as her human hair.
"Personally, I feel I should've been a dolphin, but if the machine picked badger, then I have no choice, do I?" says Patrick Jane, stepping out of the HQ, talking to Private.
"it's just that... well,...
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Emma hopped into Marlene's habitat, and saw that she was cleaning up. She turned around and grinned when she saw her friend.

"Hey Emma, how are you?" Marlene asked, putting a balai, genêt à balais away.

"I'm good Marlene." Emma lied. "How are you?" She asked.

"I'm good today, but a little tired, I've been cleaning all day." Marlene explained sitting down and nodding to the siège suivant to her, which Emma st down in. Emma was relieved that Marlene didn't notice she lied, even though she usually did.

"So why are toi cleaning everything today?" Emma asked curiously.

"Well because my long Lost cousin Rodrick is coming...
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"You have not seen zhe last of Hans zhe Puffin!" the young Hans called out to Captain Blowhole, who just shrugged him off.

"No?<" called Skipper's voice" But then, how are we gonna do this, then?" and he appeared with a mackarel.
" there's only a short ammount of time left before the guards find out i escaped!"
"Let us dance, my frienemy, let us dance..." a dit Hans, and the fishfight began

We watched in scilence from the haut, retour au début of a building as they went at each other. Right, left right left right left up down swish slap! it was almost scary! Those two were the best of Friends not twenty minutes...
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I vas born on ze 23rd on July, 1990 in a hatchery in Germany., ze son of proud, headstrong Puffins. My parents moved my family to ze Coast of Copenhagen Denmark soon after I was born. One of my earliest memories vas of ze ocean and ze sunset off ze rocks where our nest was. I was... different from ze other puffins my age, in ze sense zhat i vas plus bold and daring than they.

My father , Heinrich, saw a spark in my zhat he had not seen since he vas my age. Und so I vas sent to a training camp in the Galapagos to be trained as a solder and a secret agent. I vas ze only macareux, macareux moine there und so I vas...
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"You did this/" asked James doubtfully
"no but we know who did."said Kristen
"OH! You're one of those stalker/fans!" accused Tom
""Yes and no. We're big fans of POM, but honestly, do toi think two fourteen an olds could kidnap 4 grown men at the same time, from across the country.?"I said.
"So that's what this is about! The Penguins of Madagascar!" a dit Jeff instantly sounding like Kowalski
"If toi wanted an autograph, toi could have smiled and a dit Please. Bringing us here was a bit of a waste of time." a dit James switching to Private.
"did toi think that we wouldn't guess what you're doing?"...
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(the irony)

Me: *gasp*

in summer camp

Kowlaksi: no!

there is something

Doris: *screams*

that is most feared

Me: *evil smirk holding a knife*

jelousy

Julien: well...MAURICE! BE MY PROTECTER!

so beware

Joanna: eek!

ou she will come and get you

Kowalski: what kind of logic are toi talking about? hat makes not sense!

In The Death Of Doris The dauphin

Everyone: *scream*

End Of Trailer.

(scary huh? .FT.)

since it says this needs to be longer, aléatoire time!

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hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

:P
     "Lexii!" a voice whispered from somewhere above her. She puffed up her tail and curled up tighter, being slowly pulled back into sleep. "Lexii!!" the voice whispered again.  She groaned and turned over on her back, half opening her eyes. 
   "What the-?!?" she panicked opening her eyes wide. Above her, two yellow-orange eyes peered down at her. They narrowed as a toothy grin sliced through the darkness. 
   Narrowing her own eyes she curled her fist and took a balançoire, swing at the thing. She didn't make full contact but managed to knock it over as she pounced to her feet. 
   The thing...
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chapter seventeen: (no plus POV'S)
rune and sine ran after sophie. the three had been playing tigether the whole day.

inside the penguins had called CC, amber, macie, jade, bandit and mech-skipper to a meeting.
"i just dont get it," kowalski complained.
"what?" CC asked, "the fact that ghosts eren't real, but hee we are fighting ghosts in a haunted house?" she snapped, looked meanly at amber.
"hey, dont blame me, i had two choices. here, ou Disney land," amber sat back in her chair.
"i would have much rathered Disney land than this!" bndit complained.
"calm down," skipper ordered, "im sure macie has...
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She kept running then her broken leg buckled and she fell over. She army crawled and her head hit something. She looked up. Some feathers were in her eyes. She flicked her head and blew them back but they fell. Sindaj had bumped into Hans the Puffin. She painfully climbed to her feet. Hans had a neck brace on and was breathing through a tube. Sindaj's left leg wobbled slightly. "Miss Sindaj... I see toi survived" he croaked. Sindaj did a cocky smile. "and I see I crushed your throat. Breathing all right there? You're lucky I didnt squeeze all the life out of you" she said. Hans growled and...
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(12:00am in Central Park Zoo)

Skipper: *yawn* Ok boys whats the plan for making sure alice doesn't know we're gone to the North Pole

Kowalski: Skipper I have no idea why we're going to the North Pole but I could build some robots that act exactly like us

Skipper: great oh and we are going there to reason with Santa and his little reindeer and elves

Private: can we go see hunter and cupid!! :D

Skipper: uhhhhh maybe

Private: yay!!!

Rico: nort pole! nort pole!

Kowalski: Skipper it could take 5 days to build the robots and it could take hours setting it up

Skipper: then we leave suivant week

Kowalski: maybe...
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"I got your fillets sir!!" a dit Icicle excitably. "Not right now child, be off with you," a dit Dr. Damion sternly. "Why is that?" asked Icicle. "I am busy adding revisions and editing to my original blueprints, it has to be a flawless device," a dit Dr. Damion. "Your flying saucer? Why a saucer? That's so old school when it comes to technology," a dit Icicle, eating one of the fillets. "Alright then little blue, lets see toi build this and be better than mine!!!" yelled Dr. Damion. "Okay okay!! I was just joking, sheesh," a dit Icicle, carting off the trolley of fillets. "General!!" yelled Dr....
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"Are toi feeling okay right now Lilly? Blanket the right temperature? oreiller fluffed good enough? Mattress adjusted properl-" a dit Skipper. "I MAY BE PREGNANT BUT I'M NOT HELPLESS!!!!" yelled Lilly. "Oh, excuse me then, but I'm just being a gentleman, besides, it's rude to push a pregnant lady around," a dit Skipper, lightly patting her slightly bulged stomach. "That's fine, but don't be so overly dainty about it, par god that gets miserably annoying," a dit Lilly. "How long have toi known?" asked Skipper. "For about a week now, the egg should be out in a few days, maybe a couple weeks," said...
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"Are toi alright sir?" asked General Martón. Dr. Damion got up, wiping a slight blade of sweat on his forehead. "I'm fine, general, just, fix up the engine room, NOW," a dit Dr. Damion. "Aye sir," a dit General Martón obediently. "It seems they thought I would be in a hangover, haha, how WRONG they are!!" a dit Dr. Damion, smiling evilly. He saw his goblet and tossed it aside. "I should've known not to trust that deceitful little brat!!" yelled Dr. Damion, taking a picture of Hannah and tearing it to pieces, then eating them. "I know they have Johnston!! Of course they do!! I'm so close to the...
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"Now men, we gotta start training here, in order for us to be as good as the Mexican arsenal, we must train just as they do, we must put ourselves through immense pain and suffering, but it will pay off when we march to the fortress, are we all clear?" asked Alvandier. "YES SIR!!" yelled the army in unison. Private looked around at both fields where the two forces were training. In the east, the Mexican arsenal was already starting to train. Their methods were very successful, as it appeared to Private, they divisé, split the Arsenal into two teams, one would fight the other, and the winners get to...
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