Author's note: I know it's been like, forever, since I've written plus of this Twilight Zone-POM crossover. I'm really sorry, toi see, the paper that I write the rough draft of each chapter got caught in the rain, so I Lost 65 days of work!!! This is Episode 2, Episode 1 being about the plane and the gremlin. *talks like Rod Serling* Here, we have the most credulous sight of all, the place is Madagascar, 1965. A rising king and his loyal followers are claiming power, when a surprise visitor arrived. Julien, the king, Maurice the diplomat, and Mort the bad secretary. The newcomers have travelled afar, from the Twilight Zone.
A loud bang followed par beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab arbre on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped l’espace craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' a dit Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the seconde tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The seconde smallest one with the flat head wants to see toi at the arbre in an hour,' a dit Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
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The jour had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello maki, lémurien overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' a dit the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred manchot, pingouin is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' a dit Skipper. 'What is it that toi want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help toi people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' a dit Skipper, before he was struck in the chest par Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' a dit Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can toi help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for toi simple lemurs, I assure you,' a dit Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' a dit Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are toi finished translating that titre Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a jour of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the titre then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' a dit Maurice.
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'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused par stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' a dit a lézard on the TV. 'How did toi get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built l’espace shuttle par Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' a dit Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every manchot, pingouin who goes to a tropical region,' a dit Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' a dit Kowalski.
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Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, ou whatever it's called, don't toi agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have dîner with the emperor, I can discuss if he ou she wants to give up their country to me!!' a dit Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baie 32's flight has been launched already,' a dit a maki, lémurien holding the station. 'I can't wait, have toi heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female maki, lémurien to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' a dit the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' a dit Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did toi get here Maur-' a dit Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the haut, retour au début of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back par Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my maki, lémurien food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back par a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of maki, lémurien cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, ou burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
A loud bang followed par beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab arbre on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped l’espace craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' a dit Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the seconde tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The seconde smallest one with the flat head wants to see toi at the arbre in an hour,' a dit Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
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The jour had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello maki, lémurien overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' a dit the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred manchot, pingouin is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' a dit Skipper. 'What is it that toi want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help toi people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' a dit Skipper, before he was struck in the chest par Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' a dit Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can toi help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for toi simple lemurs, I assure you,' a dit Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' a dit Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are toi finished translating that titre Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a jour of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the titre then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' a dit Maurice.
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'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused par stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' a dit a lézard on the TV. 'How did toi get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built l’espace shuttle par Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' a dit Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every manchot, pingouin who goes to a tropical region,' a dit Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' a dit Kowalski.
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Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, ou whatever it's called, don't toi agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have dîner with the emperor, I can discuss if he ou she wants to give up their country to me!!' a dit Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baie 32's flight has been launched already,' a dit a maki, lémurien holding the station. 'I can't wait, have toi heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female maki, lémurien to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' a dit the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' a dit Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did toi get here Maur-' a dit Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the haut, retour au début of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back par Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my maki, lémurien food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back par a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of maki, lémurien cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, ou burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
