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Skipper and Marlene entered the room. Marlene sat down and crossed her arms. She glared out the window. "Marlene, toi have to listen to me!" Skipper pleaded. "I'm sorry, but I hate you. I don't see how you're going to change my opinion in a minute." Marlene a dit gazing at her polished nails. "I don't know, but I need all the time I've got. Which is only a matter of seconds." Skipper said. "What I don't know is how Hans would just give me away like that!" Marlene cried and began to sob. Skipper wrapped his flipper around her. He wiped her eyes. "Now, don't cry. He's not worth it." Skipper said. "How do toi know? Yeah right, suivant you're going to tell me you are." Malrene groaned. "I'm not, but toi are," Skipper responded sincerely. "Huh," Marlene astonishedly said.


"Time's up!" Hans a dit cheerfully barging in. He grabbed Marlene who was staring into Skipper's eyes. Skipper was caught off guard par Antonio's tight tie of the newly placed rope around his waist. "I trust Skipper hasn't made much of an impression." Antonio said. "No, I mean yes," Marlene said. "What?" Hans a dit angrily. "Let us go, Hans." Marlene said.



"I see,"




Antonio tied Marlene up. "Sorry, beautiful, but I can't let toi ruin my revenge on, Skipper!" Hans sneered and turned his head to Skipper who was struggling to release himself. "You liar!" Skipper scowled. "What do toi expect? After all, I was the one who made toi Denmark's public enemy number one. You're too trusting, your pathetic team seems to have rubbed off on you. Is that right, have toi grown weak, Skipper?" Hans taunted but Skipper looked to the floor and didn't respond. "You're too defeated to speak and I thought toi were stronger. I better go, I want a front row siège to see the ravenous orca devour it's delicious dinner. toi want to come, Skipper? Oh, yeah, you are his dinner. Bummer toi can't watch, too."



Back in the lair, the three sat, there heads hung low in shame. A tear descended from the eye of Private.



"Skipper's going to be eaten and it's all our fault!" Private cried. "Yeah," Rico grunted. "We really let him down this time and as it turns out this is the final time." Private said. "Well, we've known Marlene for a while and Skipper was never failed a mission before." Kowalski said. "But has he ever only had a minute to persuade some one to like him!" Private cried. "No not really," Kowalski sighed. "We're never going to see him again! And we're going to live as slaves to the macareux, macareux moine who caused it, for the rest of our lives." Private exclaimed. "We will see him again, Private. But it isn't going to be soon, because Hans is not going to hurt any of you. I'm going to protect both of you, like Skipper did for us, no matter what it takes."


"Looks like time is up! Your Skipper better have gotten Marlene to like him, again." Antonio snickered. "I'll let toi slaves in for a little secret. Even if Skipper did change her mind, I still wouldn't let any of toi go. toi think I'd let that loutre .... what's her name? Oh yeah! Marlene kill my chance at finally getting rid of that pest." Hans said. "Skipper's not a 'pest'! Infact, he's one hundred times the leader toi are!" Private yelled in hysteria. Hans slapped Private forcefully so hard it left a red mark. He had never been slapped so hard, not even par Skipper. Tears streamed down his face. "Aw, does that hurt the little penguin? Well, there's plus than that came from-" Antonio said. "Leave him alone I will take his punishment." Kowalski interrupted.


"Don't interrupt servant!" Antonio glared about to strike Kowalski for his outburst. Before he did Hans called to him, "Come on, I'll need your help tying up the prisoner ou prisoners." Antonio followed him.



Antonio shoved Skipper vers l'avant, vers l’avant with one hand and Marlene with the other. Skipper was going over the very last conversation with his team in his head. "Get your stinking goodbyes over with so we can enjoy this." Hans said, kicking Skipper in the gut. He stumbled over to his friends, but before he managed to get there Antonio threw him to the ground. He squirmed on his belly to get up, but it was no use. Hans clenched the back off his neck and pulled him up. Skipper regained his balance, but not without also falling backwards. "Skipper!" Private cried. "I'm fine, Private." Skipper said.



He finally reached his friends. "I know we've been in this sort of situation before when we thought one of us would ... die. So don't ... lose hope. Now I might go in there and never come back out but I want toi to remember me and the good times we shared. Farewell, my team and family."



"Don't leave us, Skipper!" Private cried hysterically. "Skipper! Skipper!" Rico cried along with Private. Skipper looked Kowalski square into the tearfilled eyes. "Take care of them, Kowalski." Skipper a dit solemnly. "I promise, on my life, Sk-Skipper." Kowalski weeped. "I know toi will. That's why you're lietnaunt." Skipper said. "I salute toi all, my soldiers. It's truly been an honor." Skipper said. "Why, Skipper? Why? Why couldn't toi let it be us?! Why do toi let them torure toi like this?!" Private cried. "Private, toi are like the son I never had. You've helped my cœur, coeur become plus like yours, loving. toi still have a bigger cœur, coeur than me though. Rico, you're like my youngest brother. We always had eachother's backs. You're the toughest manchot, pingouin I ever met, that's what I admire about you. Your fidelity has made me learn just how great of a soldier toi can be if you're that loyal. And Kowalski, toi are like a brother to me, too, my younger yet smarter brother. You've taught me things and might have strengthened my patience, a little. toi are going to make an amazing leader. Better than I did I hope. And that is why I let them torture me like this. toi men are my family." Skipper said.



"Alright, Skipper. It's time that toi meet your doom once and for all. As I rise to victory," Hans said, "any last words?" Skipper didn't respond. "I didn't think so," Hans said. He grabbed him and dragged him to the edge of the floor. "Goodbye, Skipper," Hans a dit as he gave the shove into the pool. "Noo!" Private yelled.


Skipper kicked trying to swim, but the orca approached him at an alarming rate. His kicks were unsucessful as he floated to the bottom. The orca opened its jaws and gulped him up in one bite. It spit out the rope Skipper had been tied up in. Hans laughed while Private and Rico screamed. Kowalski hung his head and covered his face.



Skipper gripped the sides of the whale's throat. He clung for his life desperately. All the muscles in his body strained as he tried to pull himself up. Sweat spurted down his weary face. Water rushed down on him. The baleine was trying to force him down. Just before the water hit him, visions flashed before his eyes.



He was little looking up at his dad. His father looked at him in disgust and shame.



"You're too weak to be my son!" He shouted at the trembling young Skipper.



The suivant he was slipping onto a bateau leaving Antartica at dusk. He hid behind some boxes. Hans stood extending his flipper toward him. Skipper's gut groaned, but it didn't phase him because he shook his fin.



Another scene took over his mind, but this one was plus dreadful. Skipper ran out of a town set on fire. He was burnt all over and coughed from the smoke, which hovered over the inferno. Clapping came from behind him, and he turned around. Hans stood laughing.



A sunny sky replaced the blood red smokey sky. Skipper stood on the H.Q. with Kowalski and Rico. "I'm Kowalski, and this is Rico." The tall one said. Then, the penguins disappeared. It was raining and a storm was brewing. They leaped onto the island. There sat a basket. Skipper cautiously waddled over and peaked inside. There lied a hatchling crying. Skipper held it and the other two played with the chick. Finally, the last vision had appeared Marlene stood in front of him. The Marlene he knew, not the one Hans had created.



In a flash everything was back. The water assualted him. He closed his eyes and began to fall back deeper and deeper. His flippers slid helplessly.



A foul image gave him great remorse. Private was tied up and Hans held a whip in his fin. On the other side of the room the rest of his team and Marlene were tied up too.



He opened his eyes and climbed. It was like he had gained a new strength inside him it was ..... a reason to fight. The baleine swallowed plus water but nothing brought him down. He finally reached the mouth a wrapped his flippers onto the tongue. It jerked back and forth to get Skipper off, but he didn't move. The orca chomped down on its own tongue, but Skipper dodged in time. The killer baleine screeched in pain and Skipper jumped out of the mouth. It all happened in slow motion for him as he was tossed in the air.



"Skipper!" Private yelled elatedly.



"You're alive!" Kowalski cried.



"Yay!!" Rico cried.



"Yes, but how?" Marlene asked pleasantly suprised. Skipper landed on the floor dripping water. "Stay back, Skipper!" Hans a dit pointing a lazer toward him. "Rico, hand me a knife." Skipper said. Hans quivered and took steps back. Rico burped up a knife. Skipper glared at Hans and Antonio. With out turning his back on his enemies, he cut the rope around Marlene and the one around his other friends. Private got up and hugged him snuggly. The rest of the team joined in, but Marlene stood awkwardly with her back to the wall. "I'm glad you're okay, Skipper." She said. "Thanks," he replied, "don't worry we'll have toi back to normal in no time."



Just then, Hans shot the lazer aimed at Skipper. Skipper fell back into a deep sleep and Marlene caught him before his head hit the ground. The other penguins besieged Hans and Antonio. They struggled to fight both of them. Out of the door they entered through and into the lair came Doris. "Doris?! Am I in heaven?" Kowalski asked dazily. "What? No!" Doris said. While they were talking Antonio made his déplacer and went for Kowalski, but Doris knocked him out with her tail. "Wait, now you're helping us?!" Rico said. "You tried to kill us, before." Private said. "I know, I know, but Hans shot me with that lovulator and I Lost control. Actually the lovulator impresses me nice job inventing it." she said. Kowalski blushed and giggled. "Um, Kowalski, we kinda need your help!" Rico groaned. "Oh, right, right," he replied. "I'll help Skipper." she said. She headed off on her segway.




Marlene cried with her head on Skipper's beatless chest. "What have I done?"



"You did nothing wrong. That wretched macareux, macareux moine and his lovulator manipulated you." Doris said. "No, something inside me told me not to hate him. I denied it though." Marlene admitted. "Well, you're normal, now." Doris a dit sheepishly. "It's too late," Marlene weeped.



The penguins were so furious that they fought better actually. They had Hans tied up quickly. Soon they rushed to Skipper with Private leading. "Wait, maybe toi can save him, Marlene!" Private a dit as his frown faded and a bright smile. "Private, stop," Kowalski cried. "No, Kowalski-" Private said. "Private, Skipper's gone! No one can bring him back!" Kowalski yelled. "I was going to suggest Marlene Kiss him." Private snarled.




"That only works in fairytales-"



"I have to try, I owe him that."



Marlene leaned in. "Ha, that will never work, toi fools. Your Skipper is dead. He has finally met his doom." Hans mocked and chuckled. Marlene didn't listen and kissed his beak cautiously. She felt a electricity when her lips met his beak. She retreated hesitantily to check if it worked. It was hard for her to quit kissing, but he was still unresponsive.



"See, I told, toi it wouldn't work stupidies." Hans sneered in victory. Private proceeded his cry. They all went to comfort him.



"Private, why are toi crying?" Skipper asked rubbing the back of his head. "Skipper!" Private shouted and hugged his leader tight. "What I miss?" Skipper asked rubbing the back of his head puzzlingly. "Hans hit toi with a lazer and your cœur, coeur stopped beating. Also, some one owes me an apology." Private a dit turning to Kowalski. "Sorry, but that shouldn't have worked." he replied. "Yeah, I know that, but how'd I come back to life?" Skipper asked. Every one looked at Marlene. "Well, I kissed you." she said. "You did?! I mean, toi did?" Skipper a dit nearly jumping up excitedly. "Yeah," Marlene a dit shyly. "Oh, how was it?" he asked embarrassedly. "It was ... um, guys, can Skipper and I talk alone?" Marlene asked. "Sure, and I wanna talk to Kowalski." Doris said.




"Where were we?" Skipper asked.



"It was amazing." Marlene blushed.





"Nice job out there, Kowalski." Doris said. "Oh, it was nothing, I do that that all the time." Kowalski a dit gloating for his crush. "Well, I thought toi were quite brave." Doris flirted and kissed his cheek, "I better go, see you, Kowalski." Doris a dit and left Kowalski dazing out after her. "Bye,"



When they got back to the zoo, Julien approached them. "Hey! Where have toi smelly birds been with my new ladyfriend? toi missed my dance party! This is unacceptable!" Julien shouted. "Ringtail, she's not your girlfriend! She's been trying to tell you! toi need to respect her decision. I'm her boyfriend." Skipper said. "Yeah, Julien, I'm sorry but I like Skipper." she said. "No one denies the king, so I am the one who is dumping you." Julien said. "Good enough for me." Marlene a dit shrugging.



Skipper and Marlene holding eachother's hand, entered her habitat. "I guess we missed the dance." she sighed. "I don't know about that," Skipper said. He pulled a white sheet off an object to reveal a table, tableau with candles and clams. suivant to it was a stereo. "Sorry I can't serande toi with the Spanish gutiar. With all that was going on, I forgot how to play."



"You taught yourself to play?"



"Yeah, for you,"




"Well, let's dance." Marlene wrapped her arms around him. "I'm not really good, though." He blushed. "You're doing fine," she a dit and rested her head on his chest. Under the luminous moonlight they danced the night away in eachother's arms.
After watching Driven to the Brink, I NEEDED to write this. Enjoy!


Skipper walked through the dark zoo alone. It was well after midnight. He was tired after a long jour of training, but he had to make sure the rest of the team was asleep. Especially Kowalski.

"Doris!" He whispered, "I'm here!" A head poked out of the dauphin tank. Doris looked around, clearly nervous. "Are toi alone?" she asked. Skipper nodded.
Doris looked relieved. "Remember, we can't let ANYONE know about this. They could tell Kowalski!"

"No one will know," Skipper promised.

"Are toi sure we're doing the right thing here?...
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Kowalski’s beak hurt.

He was afraid of the dentist, and had been putting it off for some time now. He saw a zoo ad for “Painless Dentistry” and decided to give it a go. After all, if it was painless, it might help him get over his fear of dentists. He walked into the waiting room. The sign read that the dentist was out at twelve o’clock. It was eleven fifty now.

In the back, Skipper is putting away his instruments. His secretary, Marlene, buzzed in.

“There’s one plus customer to see you, Skipper. Kowalski Houseman. He says its an emergency.”

“Houseman, toi say? Kowalski?” he...
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posted by beastialmoon
Master of Puppets

Hey, its time for a new chapter! Hope toi all like it! It’s one of my longest yet, seeing as this is one of the Longest (and best) rock songs of all time.

Lulu told them why she was here. “My habitat in Hoboken is damaged, and I’m staying here for a spell.”
“We’re happy to have toi back, Lulu. It seems Phil is rather excited.” Skipper said. Eyes turned on Phil, who was busy s’embrasser Lulus feet. He stopped, blushed, and backed into the crowd.

I’m your source of self destruction

The penguins rolled away, giving the chimps some alone time. Truth be told, she was doing...
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posted by theWOLFPACK15
 run as fast as toi can and don't stop for any reason.
run as fast as you can and don't stop for any reason.
Dark clouds romed the winter night sky of New York. a cold rainy night was coming. Down below in Central Park a mother renard was watching her pup playing up ahead as she walked behind.

"Ok little one, i think its time to head back to the den." The mother a dit in amuzment as she got close to her kit.

" Aww, but mama its not that late" The kit protested.

"No, but it will rain soon and i don't want to get wet when its this cold out." She pointed out. "now come on." she turned and started to walk the way where their tanière, den was.


" Okay!" the kit a dit as she pranced her way beside her mom.

There was silence...
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(These are the first commentaires I have gotten)
-First commentaire ever made when I joined myspace, was like a fun greeting-
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Col. Skipper
(Apr. 21,2010 6:55PM):
"1Ah...Blowhole! My arch nemesis!
Finally made an account I see...It's obvious that weare NOT friends!"
•__________________
-That was a wounderful welcoming was it not? Ahahaha...anyways,
Yet that was not such a bother this was-
________________________•
Lyn Cassady
(Apr. 22,2010 7:55PM):
*Cassady smirks* "Well....never thought I'd see toi here."
•_____________________
-I got suspisous knowing I did not know...
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posted by krazy4kowalski
Skipper: Well, boys, Private’s out having thé with the chimps. Let’s say have a little fun. Rico! I’m gonna need some explosives! (No answer, Rico’s not there) Kowalski, where’s Rico?
Kowalski: I don’t know! He was here a seconde ago!
Rico (off screen): Imiheeah!
Skipper: What are toi doing in here?
Rico: Mumbahaho!
Kowalski: What is that you’re holding? (Gasp) Marijuana? Where on earth did toi find it?
Rico: (points in general direction)
Skipper: Rico, toi know we agreed not to use drugs!
Kowalski: Yes, give us one good reason for its use.
Rico: Floombago.
Skipper: Hmmm, that does make...
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It was a warm morning in the New York zoo.
three out of four penguins were asleep, Kowalski, Rico, and Private.

The leader of the group Skipper, planned on not wakeing them up yet.

And was too busy trying to fix the coffee maker.

And par all notes, the boys knew Skipper was not a morning person without coffee.

"SWEET MOTHER MCARTHER! WHY WON'T toi WORK?" Skipper yelled.

"HUH?" Kowalski banged his head on the haut, retour au début bunk.

"CUPIT??" Private a dit and woke up and noticed he was s’embrasser his pillow.

"zzzz" Rico snored.

"Oh hello boys, why are toi guys up this early?" Skipper asked with a secret smile.

"Hrmm. I'm sure toi know.." Kowalski mumbled.

"Well, since toi soldiers are up, how about helping me fix the coffee maker?"

Private pretended to sleep again.

Kowalski had no chance to pretend to sleep again, and he dreaded to help Skipper with the coffee maker.
the last time he had to help him.. he almost Lost a flipper...
OPERATION: accueil SWEET HOME
CHAPTER THREE
~ Of Thursday and the Times ~


“All right, men, none of us want to see Marlene shipped out of here, so we need to come up with the right plan to block it,” Skipper declared as he took his siège at the table, tableau with the other penguins. “I want to hear every possible option.”

Rico grinned at the thought of every possible option, and promptly regurgitated a stick of dynamite.

“Kaboom! Kaboom!” he mumbled as he pulled the stick from his mouth. “Ha, ha, ha!”

Skipper shook his head.

“I like your attitude, Rico,” he said, “but what would we blow...
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posted by skipperluvs
Well, it is 1:52 AM and I am so freaking bored. What does an auteur like myself do? She writes a story. So, I was drawing something for Deviant Art, and for some reason, I just got that idea stuck in my head…so…Here ya go! Please Review, and give me ideas for future chats you'd like me to post on here, thanks! -^_^-

So here are the chat names!

Skipper: Classified

Kowalski: Einstein2

Rico: Kablamoo

Private: LittleWinky

Julien: RingtailRocks

Maurice: MauriceYO

Mort: IheartFeet

Marlene: Marlene3

Chat Number UNO!

Classified is Online

LittleWinky is Online

LittleWinky: Hey, Skippah!

Classified: -_-!

LittleWinky:...
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posted by ThatDamnLlama
Skipper jolted up in fright. He looked around. At first his vision was blurry and he was unfamiliar with his surroundings. After a few seconds, his vision cleared and reconized the comfort of his bunk. It was dark. It must have still been early in the morning.

His cœur, coeur was still racing. What a nightmare! He was relieved it was all just a dream, and he relaxed. His dream felt so real, like it actually happened. Much plus real then any of his other dreams. He could've swore it really happened. He was even surprised that he was asleep in his lit instead of actually running from Marlene.

Skipper...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
(Have no idea if I should make this a one-shot ou not)


"It's Valentine's day!" Private yelled cheerfully. "...well tomorrow."

At the middle of the room, Skipper just rolled his eyes. "Private, what's so great about that?"

"It's a jour about ♥'s, and love, and...♥'s! I can't wait!" he said, "Who knows, maybe [1]you'll[/1] find a rendez-vous amoureux, date Skippa'!"

"Private, No. I'm not ever, ever, EVER! going to rendez-vous amoureux, date again!" he yelled. "I'm not even sure l’amour exist anymore."

"Skipper, l’amour does exist," a dit Kowalski, "It's inside our bodies. Which is located somewhere in the circulatory system."

"You too Kowalski?"...
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posted by Tripenguinman
Here is part two. It features Julene (JulienxMarlene), Prilene (PrivatexMarlene), and Martino (MarlenexAntino). The last one we have never seen these two together but who cares. We might as well analyize the facts on it.

Julene- I'm sorry to all the fans of this but no way. It will crash and burn. Julien obiviously has feelings for Marlene but there are too many holes in it. One, Julien is plus important to himself than Marlene is. Marlene needs full and utter attention which also explains a problem with skilene and marski. Not enough time for Marlene. Plus Marlene has made it clear that she...
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posted by ggreen7295
Blazing Love

-NYFD, 2300 Hours

An alarm rang, the feu men sprang to the pole and slid down to the 1st floor. And most immediately went to the feu trucks. One ran to another.

“What's the diagnoses?” One fireman asked

“A feu at the Central Park Zoo.” The other said.

The first fireman lowered his head, closed his eyes, and sighed in disappointment. “Jesus, people trying to kill animaux these days?”

“I don't know if that was the cause of the problem.” Then he started to run towards a firetruck. Then he turned and put his arms out towards the fireman. “But there's only one way to...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
[Skipper]

Septenber 3, 2019.

It was peaceful...too peaceful. Normaly I'd hear Julien dancing to musique as usual. But then again, I was gone for 9 years. Maybe he'd changed...well, toi never know.

The zoo was the same as when I left it. Exactly the same. Except there is no one crying and begging me to stay. And yes, that was my team who was crying and begging.

I wonder if they missed me. Do they still remember me?...I thought to myself. Maybe I'm just a distant memory to them. I sent them letters, but they never send any back. Don't they know that I'm comming? Maybe they're angry at me for leaving....
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper barged into the manchot, pingouin HQ, Kowalski still close behind, his head hung low with dejection. The first thing he noticed was Private lying on the table, bandaged, bruised, and unconscious, with Rico hovering around him.

He made a B-line to where the young manchot, pingouin lay and visually assessed his injuries. After deciding that his wounds although serious, weren’t life threatening, Skipper demanded to know what happened.

Kowalski began to explain how Private had climbed the arbre to rescue the kitten, how he was so close to saving a dit kitten, and how the branch gave out under his weight. His...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a seconde he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying suivant to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minutes later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of poisson coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let...
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posted by KowalskiTheLich
Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.

Kowalski used to hate musique and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On jour three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner,...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper had taken his time to get back from Marlene’s so he could piece together the best words to explain his and Marlene’s relationship, especially to young Private.

He entered through the fishbowl entrance as he usually would, and turned to face his team. Much to his surprise the three were standing facing him, almost as if they expected him.

“Skipper I believe there’s something toi need to tell these two.” Kowalski stated as he motioned his flipper first towards Rico then Private. The two of the stared at Skipper anxiously, waiting to hear what Kowalski was talking about.

“Yea...
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posted by Cornflak
Unfortunate for the chercher to conclude in failure. Of course, one couldn’t complain when two of the three penguins that engaged the mission had been lacking in effort. The third penguin, Rico, had found something rather interesting. A gray crowbar partially stained with blood of seemingly unknown origin. Normally, the explosives expert tended to avaler, hirondelle any sort of object that sparked his interest, which, in this case, was so.

Now, at this point, Skipper and Kowalski really didn’t care for Private’s case, much to the small penguin’s delight. And then, typically, life went on as it had,...
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In fact, that night, Private had much difficulty in falling asleep. Simply the thought of a friend who was in need prevented the manchot, pingouin from sleeping. He wondered if Rico was awake, too. He certainly hoped not. Private only wished the best for the regurgitating penguin.

Suddenly, a noise from below grasped Private’s full attention. On first inspection, it was difficult to determine what the sound was. Luckily, Private merely turned his head to the side and caught the perfect glimpse of Rico’s back. The heavyset manchot, pingouin was slowly heading towards the television. This baffled Private, for...
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