Note to reader: I decided to start doing my artículos in más of a story form instead of a script-like form...It's much easier to work in details. Those who have read my anterior artículos know me to do my artículos that way. Anyway, please enjoy the siguiente chapter of Madagascar Epilogue.

Madagascar

Three Months Into Construction...

The past 3 months of construction has been very progressing for the animals. The platform is now nearly completed, & the penguins were now getting ready to bring down the plane after careful analysis of the plane's engine state.

The four mischievous penguins were now inside the plane, trying to work out how the plane was to be fixed. Skipper spoke up: "Kowalski! Analysis!"

"I just don't see how we're going to fix the plane. Now that I get a good look at it...I just don't see much hope for it." Kowalski dicho doubtfully. "On what grounds?" Skipper asked in a rather annoyed tone. "Well, where do I start? The wings are beaten & battered, the engines are shot, the wiring throughout the entire plane is enredados & broken, the--" Kowalski was then interrupted por a wave of Skipper's flipper. Skipper shook his head & said: "Kowalski! You're telling me that it's impossible to get this plane in the air?" "Well, maybe not impossible..." Kowalski said, but with that same doubtful tone.

"We are going to get this plane fully functioning. We are not going to give up. Unless tu want to stay on this island...With the lemurs...." Skipper said, with hope that the mention of having to stay with the lemurs would persuade them into giving it a shot. Private spoke up: "I don't want to stay on this island, these lemurs are very unsanitary..." Rico perked up: "Kaboom!? Boom boom!"

Skipper shot an angry look at Rico. "Rico! How would dynamite solve anything?" Rico shrugged. "I dunno." Rico dicho nonchalantly. Skipper rolled his eyes & waddled up closer to his men. "C'mon men. It's high time a pingüino, pingüino de took to the sky. The four penguins then exchanged high fives.

King Julien, Maurice, & Mort.......

King Julien, sitting on his new trono (which was actually just a asiento that they took from the plane), started to get very annoyed at the absence of the zalamero, batido de frutas he told Maurice to make.

"Maurice! Where is my smoothie!?" Julien bellowed angrily. "Comin' your majesty! Boy tu really like these smoothies don't you?" Maurice dicho as he trotted up to his king. "Yes. tu just keep them comin' till I pass out!" Julien said. "Um, OK. Works for me." Maurice was a little worried about his king, he never liked anything he made for him this much. However, he did like the idea of him passing out. Less work for him. Mort then started prancing up to Julien. "King Julien!"

"Ah! Maurice! Mort has come to annoy me! Be doing something about it!" Julien dicho with fear in his voice. "On it, King Julien." Maurice dicho with an irritated tone. He then walked over to Mort, "Hey, Mort! King Julien dicho he wants some mangoes." he dicho in hopes of getting him to go to the far part of the woods, where he knew would be the juiciest mangoes. "Ooooh! I will find them! I will bring them! And King Julien will amor me! Right?!" Mort dicho with an excited gleam in his eye. "Um, sure. Good...luck with that." And like that Mort was off.

To Be Continued...