"Alright, we all know the plan men, we take the front of the fortress, we will attack for the first 25 minutes, enough time to get all of Dr. Damion's army distracted while the Mexican Arsenal will attack the back, allowing them to surprise attack Damion's forces," a dit Alvandier. "This plan is fool-proof, we have the men, the weapons, and siege tactics to distract Dr. Damion's men, since the Mexican Arsenal is equipped well enough to be able to destroy the fortress in one rapide, swift blow. This battle may last either 19 minutes, ou 3 days, so be conservative with strategies and rations," a dit Hannah....

"Ewww.... Why do toi want me? You're 42 years old!! I'm only a teen!!" yelled Hannah, freaked out. "If anything else, I can commend toi for stating the obvious and emphasizing it!!" a dit Dr. Damion delightfully sarcastic. "Soooo.... That's all the choices I get?" asked Hannah. "Precisely, toi get the best values in life, since toi are indeed intelligent," a dit Dr. Damion. "Don't do it Hannah!!" yelled Lilly. Of course I don't wanna do it toi dumbass, thought Hannah. "Er, may I leave now?" asked Julien. "Excuse me?" asked Dr. Damion. "Well, I am of no importance to you, and, I have a country...

Lilly and Skipper sat and watched as the boys wailed on Alex. "Uh...Skipper? Shouldn't toi call them off?" She asked, not knowing weather to be concerned ou entertained. Skipper gave her another wink and called the boys. "Alright men. I think we taught this kitty a lesson. Let's head accueil for lights out." With that, the boys obediantly let go of whatever fourrure they had grabbed on to and waddled twoards their home. Rico then turned, gave Alex a kick, and rushed after the others. "It was nice meeting toi guys, and again..sorry." Lilly whispered, trying not to let Alex hear. Skipper then grabed...

"Sir, monitor 64," announced a short otter. "Weeeeell, surprise indeed," a dit a calm and cultivated tone of voice. "Shall I send a scout?" asked the otter. "No, leave it for me to judge," a dit the voice, he rose from his chair, then headed toward the screen, gracefully. "But sir, I suggest that maybe we can-" suggested the otter. "Do toi question my judgement? My intelligence? Johnston?!" asked the voice hoarsely. "No sir," a dit Johnston. "Good, toi have learned rule number 5 clearly," a dit the voice. "Will toi require another fillet sir?" asked Johnston. "Hmm... Philly, in that manner of preparation,"...

She got your number
She know your game
Look what you’re under
It’s so insane
Since toi seduced her
How does it feel
To know that woman
Is out to kill

Every man’s stance is like takin’ a chance it’s not about l’amour and romance
And now you’re gonna get it
Every hot man is out takin’ a chance it’s not about l’amour and romance
And now toi do forget it
To escape the world I’ve got to enjoy that simple dance
And it seemed that everything was on my side
She seemed sincere like it was l’amour and true romance
And now she’s out to get me
But I just can’t take it
Just can’t break it

Susie got your number...

There’s a ghost down in the hall
There’s a ghoul beneath the bed
Now it’s coming through the walls
Now it’s coming up the stairs
Then there’s screaming in the dark
Hear the beating of his heart
Can toi feel it in the air
Ghosts be hiding everywhere
I’m gonna be
Exactly what toi wanna see
It’s toi who’s scorning me
She wanting me
To be the stranger
In your life
Am I amusing you
But just confusing me
Am I the beast
You visualised
And if toi wanna see
Eccentric oddities
I’ll be grotesque before your eye
Let them all materialise
Is that scary for toi baby
Am I scary for you
Is it scary for toi baby
Is...

At last it was time, Private would step onto the podium and earn his bowtie, the sign that he is now an adult. The crowd gathered around Private and then lifted him up. Amongst the cheering and hollering, Private saw Kowalski, that individual person who was "too smart for his own good". "Private, now, we award toi with our prize from us, to you!!" a dit Skipper, holding out a black bowtie for Private. "Okay, sure... I'll accept," a dit Private, uncaringly. "Here toi are Private!!" a dit Skipper, putting the bowtie onto Private. "You are now free to do as toi wish for the rest of the day!!!" cheered...

The laughter from the mysterious voice now rattling in my mind as it faded out. "This is not how I planned my day." I stated clearly out loud getting plus and plus aggravated par the second.
"You seem very angry." The mysterious voice began once plus still chuckling a little.
"Well, toi wouldn't bee in the happest mood either if toi were the one trapped!Let me out at once!" I snarled as my voice got even louder which just echoed off the walls back to me.
"Scream, yell, and what ever else toi can think of. You're never getting out toi know. Only way toi are leaving here is in a coffin."
"A...

Beauty and the Bandit

Theme 1: Forgetfulness

Mya's eyes narrowed as she heard a knock at the door. Rising from where she was sat in front of a burnt out candle and a stone cold dinner, she glanced at the time.

11:43pm

Needless to say, she was furious at Yamcha forgetting their anniversary. Again!

Flinging open the door, she felt her anger come to an abrupt halt. There stood Yamcha with most of his body parts in bandages. With a slightly unsteady hand, he held up a bunch of roses.

"I'm really sorry Mya. I had a small accident during training."

At first all she could do was sigh. Why could...

PART III (Private's POV)

As I woke up, I noticed that Kowalski, Rico and Hannah had already woke up and apparently went inside the Hq...Something was going on. Suprisingly, as I got up and was walking towards the hole, I felt a streak of happyness run through from my beak to my toes. It was amazing! I felt GREAT! I felt like I could do ANYTHING! But as I reached the Hq hole, about to pull it up to go inside,...I heard someone raise their voice.....The good streak left my body in the blink of an eye, and I rushingly opened the hole and jumped inside. Hannah, Lilly and Marlene were right beside...

'So how are we gonna get outta here Angel?' asked Private. 'Well, this here car can last us for a mois before it runs outta gas,' replied Angel. 'I have a question, what is VIPA?' asked Kowalski. 'Ugh, it's the failed company that tried to contain the disease in the Arctic colonies in Antarctica, all VIPA buildings closed after workers either became, ou got killed par the zombies, VIPA, stands for: Viral Infection Protection Agency,' answered Angel. 'Apparently, there were many VIPA buildings in the Silver Pyramids, they were world-renowned,' a dit Kat. 'Alright then, can we shut up about VIPA?...

Back at the maki, lémurien habitat, the penguins had went back to their own habiat. "I can't believe that we ended up in the same zoo." Seth a dit to Jason. "I know right?" Jason laughed. "Yea, and plus I've got my eyes on someone already." Seth a dit looking over to Hannah. Jason laughed. "I seriously hope this is the last new animal we have!" Alice mumbled as she tossed in a female lemur. This maki, lémurien had lightbrown fur, with a touch of light blond here and their. "Ow... hello." The maki, lémurien a dit in a light southern tone. "Uhh... salut their." Jason a dit in a shaky voice, and giving Seth a look saying 'She's...

—Wait a minute lemur, do not toi a dit that toi haven´t been in Madagascar in years? —Skipper asked with objectively.

—That´s right…

—So, since when toi were captured par this circus? —he asked again with a plus authoritarian voice, but she didn´t seem intimidated, she just looked seriously and then she responded as crossed arms.

—I didn´t got capture par that circus, that circus just bought me…

—Then, who captured you? —Kowalski asked.

—I…I don´t know at all …I just remember that when I was very young a group of humans captured me and then they put me in a cage…—she...

"K.D... Lilly, do toi have anything on what that may mean?" asked Hannah. 

"Kathryn Dalton?" asked Lilly. 

"No criminal record," replied Skipper. 

"What if it's not an actual name, what if it's a nickname?" asked Private. 

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!! There's gotta be a real name!" shouted Skipper, slapping Private. 

"Wait a minute, K.D..." a dit Lilly softly, typing on her computer's chercher engine the words: Bullet, Silver, and Antarctica. 

A few minutes transpired between searching for James Bond films, and research labs, to one website in page four of the results: "Ft. Grumley...

Author's note: My turn to write a chapter, this time! ^^ What you're about to read is an Easel production. :P

'Ok, turns out it wasn't a long night, after all.' thought Chloe, when she woke up the suivant morning. She was curious about why Mist-Wu was so sensitive about her name being shortened, but she never let mysteries keep her awake at night. She enjoyed sleeping.
To her relief, Mist-Wu's anger seemed to have evaporated, overnight. Neither of them mentioned the disagreement they'd had the jour before. Mist-Wu's paw had healed, slightly, so she hunted along with Chloe.
During their hunting,...

As they crawled out of the fishbowl, Skipper began explaining what the training would be about.

"So today, we are working on trust exercises." He began, looking at his team. "First, one person lets themselves fall, and trust the other to catch them, and vice versa. Secondly, one person gets a blind fold, and the other has to guide them though a series of hazards, which I'll set out in a bit." Skipper finished, looking thoughtful. "Now since there's 5 of us, one group will have to be in a three, so Rico, and Private, your with me, and Emma and Kowalski can be a pair." Skipper decided.

Emma and...

(look, i know its all of a sudden. but i have to write "The Death Of Doris The Dolphin" and find time to do school. sorry.)

Chapter 4

Me: are toi sure we wont get injured ou any side effects?

Kowalski: 100% sure toi wont get hurt. just a side effect of burping for a week.

Me: O_O

Joanna: i can live with that. not sure if toi will. our burps are.....like an explosion...more than that acually. but we are used to it.

Me: who cares? the're the ones who created this thing.

Skipper,Rico and private: *stares at kowlaksi*

Me: well, whatever. *jumps in*

Joanna: *jumps in too*

The team: *jumps in*

Me: um...a little...

Chapter 3

*Yellow and Joanna were heading to the restrooms to change*

Me: wow. it goes par so fast... *changes real quick*

Joanna: your changing does. haha

Me: well...its kinda natural.

Joanna: *changes*

Me: so..now what?

Joanna: wanna round of football with Joe?(Joanna's brother)

Me: sure! nothing like football to keep me going!

Skipper: Hold on soldiers!

Me and Joanna: AHH!!!

Kowalski: toi frightned them. and also they thought penguins cant talk.

Skipper: i blame the government on that one.

Me: umm....hello? talking penguin? i have so many questions in my mind its about to exploade but i'll ask toi one. what...

(skipper's pov, now.)
i woke up on a cold flat surface, unable to déplacer at all. i couldnt open one eye, and there was a gross taste in my mouth.
"HELLO?" i yelled. "AMBER? RICO? GUYS?"
silence
"ANYONE?"
a faint call, so far away i almost didnt hear it.
"HELLO? IS ANYONE THERE?"
"skipper? skipper?" it seemed even closer, and i could now here footsteps. but there was plus than one of them. two, no three.
"SKIPPER?" it called again, in it's smooth high tone.
"see 'im?" a dit a panting, scratchy voice.
"no, but i was positive i heard him!" a dit the higher voice.
then a moment of silence.
"no. why would toi think...

Stand Down
Bandit glanced at the rue signs as they whizzed past, the bus came to a halt outside the Half-Pint pub on Harverd Lane. MS leaned over the edge of the roof, watching in fascination as the people hurried about with their daily routines. He was suddenly interrupted as Bandit pushed him off the bus and dragged him into a nearby alleyway. Before he could speak, she placed a flipper over his beak and glanced around the street. Bandit let go and took a deep breath. “Ok, looks like we weren’t followed… You… toi listening to me?” Mech-Skipper was looking out at the street, watching...