Here is the seconde part to my fan fiction. Enjoy.
I easily jumped over the wall. For some reason I thought my fellow teammates would be there to greet me. I really miss them, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, and Rico. I miss Manfridi the most, after all, he's my brother.
I landed in the hippo habitat, ou what was the hippo habitat. I saw no hippos, though. As I left the habitat, I saw the plate that told what the animal was. The old hippo habitat is now the Asian loutre habitat. One change down, many plus to go.
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As I walked over to the manchot, pingouin habitat, I saw the lion habitat. I hopped up on the wall, looking for the lion. All I saw were some monkey-like things. As I jumped down, I caught a glimpse at the animals' plate. The wierd-looking monkey things were lemurs.
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I walked closer to the manchot, pingouin habitat. I hoped for the best, but could only think of the worst. I tried to think of funny things, like how Kowalski had almost made the habitat explode, once. But all I could think about was my sister, who had once walked into a habitat full of lepord seals.
I was getting pretty scared, now. I thought of my sister again, and it sent a chill down my spine. Just to make sure, I checked the plate for the habitat. Yep, still penguin.
I felt safer, knowing for sure that I wouldn't be attacked par lepord seals. Still, what if there were changes of how many penguins? Out of all the penguins, I had a brother, a cousin, and three great, no wonderful friends. It would be bad if I lose any of them.
par this time, I had gotten to the fish-bowl entrance to the HQ. Wait, what if the entrance was somewhere else? I then started getting frustrated. It was bad enough, not being accueil for six years, but now I just seemed to make up excuses to not going into the HQ.
I easily pushed away the fishbowl, wich kind of scared me. I partly didn't want to come home. All my teammates thought I was dead, and if they found out I wasn't a ghost, I would be in big trouble for running off.
I slowly and quietly climbed down the entrance. There was no turning back, now.
I easily jumped over the wall. For some reason I thought my fellow teammates would be there to greet me. I really miss them, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, and Rico. I miss Manfridi the most, after all, he's my brother.
I landed in the hippo habitat, ou what was the hippo habitat. I saw no hippos, though. As I left the habitat, I saw the plate that told what the animal was. The old hippo habitat is now the Asian loutre habitat. One change down, many plus to go.
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As I walked over to the manchot, pingouin habitat, I saw the lion habitat. I hopped up on the wall, looking for the lion. All I saw were some monkey-like things. As I jumped down, I caught a glimpse at the animals' plate. The wierd-looking monkey things were lemurs.
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I walked closer to the manchot, pingouin habitat. I hoped for the best, but could only think of the worst. I tried to think of funny things, like how Kowalski had almost made the habitat explode, once. But all I could think about was my sister, who had once walked into a habitat full of lepord seals.
I was getting pretty scared, now. I thought of my sister again, and it sent a chill down my spine. Just to make sure, I checked the plate for the habitat. Yep, still penguin.
I felt safer, knowing for sure that I wouldn't be attacked par lepord seals. Still, what if there were changes of how many penguins? Out of all the penguins, I had a brother, a cousin, and three great, no wonderful friends. It would be bad if I lose any of them.
par this time, I had gotten to the fish-bowl entrance to the HQ. Wait, what if the entrance was somewhere else? I then started getting frustrated. It was bad enough, not being accueil for six years, but now I just seemed to make up excuses to not going into the HQ.
I easily pushed away the fishbowl, wich kind of scared me. I partly didn't want to come home. All my teammates thought I was dead, and if they found out I wasn't a ghost, I would be in big trouble for running off.
I slowly and quietly climbed down the entrance. There was no turning back, now.
a tribute to manchot, pingouin of Madagascar
please commentaire it my first artical
What us fans have joined together let no writer rip asunder
manchot, pingouin of Madagascar fans of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
rejoindre together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I l’amour them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live manchot, pingouin of Madagascar
toi will never be forgotten
please commentaire it my first artical
What us fans have joined together let no writer rip asunder
manchot, pingouin of Madagascar fans of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
rejoindre together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I l’amour them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live manchot, pingouin of Madagascar
toi will never be forgotten
This is my first fan fiction. Hope toi enjoy it! Oh, and if toi were wondering, this story is told from Johnson's point of view.
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my accueil could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt ou a grocery store. Still, the only good nourriture I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The mur belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my accueil could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt ou a grocery store. Still, the only good nourriture I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The mur belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
