Candy as a Snowy White manchot, pingouin

I thought of this while I was changing into my PJ's one night. My mind was on coconuts for some reason...

   Deep down in the manchot, pingouin HQ was a gray block cell. Inside that cell was Sal the lenguin. He was pushed against a corner with a coconut suivant to him. Sal looked wildly across the dark room. He was shaking like crazy as his tail held on to the coconut.
   "R-Rose?" he asked. No response. He sat down and held onto his knees for dear life. His eyes glowed with craziness. He continued to look around the room before his eyes landed on his coconut. "It's okay Mr. Coconut." he mumbled shakily....

My little cousin, Anita, who was staying in the HQ for a while, ran over and kicked me.

"OW!!" I screamed,holding my stomach. What was that for?

"For fun," Anita replied. "I'm bored!"

Of course, I was in pain, she kicked me really hard. "Well toi didn't have to do that!!" I looked at her, angrily. She stuck her tongue out at me. Sometimes it just makes me want to coup de poing her in the face. And she's only 8 years old! But I can't, I promised myself to never hurt anyone, to be sweet, nice, and kind.

When I try to be nice to my cousin, she would act like a brat! I watched as Anita went to give Private...

—Hold up this please... —she a dit while she gave her presents to Julien and then she approached to the penguins.

—Hey, wait! —he replied, but she didn´t listen to him.

—With that, do toi mean like a kind of training class? —she asked interested.

—That´s right lady. —Skipper answered proudly, Katherine smiled.

—Great, can I rejoindre you? —she asked, she looked a little excited, but no one of the penguins answered to her, she continued. —I really need to do a little of exercise and practice my skills too, that could be really nice, that box was too small for do that and also...

The prisoners in the individual cell had formulated the plan perfectly at last. Julien ran out the large, open window and began to do the macarena in front of the Droids, they surrounded him and proceeded to grab his arms and legs, as they did so, Hannah leaped up and sprayed water directly on the Droid's Neuronic chips, they ran around brainlessly, until they shut off completely, now was their chance. Lilly jumped out the window to follow Hannah and Julien, but Private didn't leave for some apparent reason. He began to head to the other cells to see if he could rescue any others. "Private!!...

"All 65 of them?" asked Alvandier. "Yes sir, I saw it all, Dr. Damion was using some amplifier, playing a trumpet to lure them all as his own troops, and ultimately making his move, we Lost our troops to jazz music, very damn good jazz musique in fact," a dit Hannah. "Great, now the genius has made a brainwash weapon using jazz music..." a dit Lilly. "How wonderful, now I won't be able to listen to a single tune from Louis Armstrong without suspecting Damion," a dit Kowalski. "How good was he anyways?" asked Private. "He sounded like blankets of velvety sweetness on a brass tune, no wonder they...