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The penguins are starving and decide to find a place to take a load off and eat some lunch. The only problem is where to go. They debate amongst themselves for disagreement is commo when it comes to lunch.
Private: We should go to IHop. They have the best panqueques, tortitas with strawberries on top!
Kowalski: That is the most ridiculous idea I have ever heard. The fat levels in the pancake batter does ot compute with the syrup mixture-
Rico: nuh uh. Fish?
Skipper: Bobkis! What is the matter with tu men? Arguing over something as simple as filling your gut. Now we are all going to Dairy Queen. The kids meals are downright adorable.
Kowalski: The kids meals are downright bobkis. Might as well be eating a five dollar bill for all it is worth.
Skipper: Oh for the amor of crud. We are going to taco Gringo.
So after much debate the four penguins decide to go to the old taco joint. They enter and approach the counter.
Skipper: Be alert, team. tu never know what can happen in a place that smells of lavender air freshener. There could be poison o a tourist trap, o even día old churros.
They study the menu and decide what they want to order. Basically anything tu can think of with an added taco on the end was on that menu.
Skipper: I'll have the bbq and hot sauce taco with extra hot hot sauce. Make it the old fashioned way with fairy spit, and old tire, and a rusty doornail. Also, I wil need some entrails, some dirt, and if tu are daring enough then add some Doritos on top. That should do it.
The other three stare, horrified with disgust. Then Kowalski steps up to order. Kowalski isn't going for the disgusting river balsa taco and orders the basic burrito mundo gringo taco. Rico points to the wingbat wart taco meal, and Private decides to try out the Terror taco in a Shell. Don't worry. Besides Skipper's daymare of a greasy hardshell taco the others are not as bad as they sound. They get their old dried out tacos and go sit down.
Private: Skipper, that has to be the grossest taco I have ever seen. Ewww...
The taco is five pounds of repulsive content with hot sauce oozing out onto the tray. It looks like a mini science fair volcano.
Rico: Bleh...
Skipper: Nonsense. It has got to be the cutest taco I have ever seen. What is it going to do? Eat us? Now I am going t um...scope out the bathroom. I have lived long enough to see what can crawl out of a toilet.
(Dark paino música starts playing in the background. Bethoven Symphony #5 would be appropriate.)
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posted by TheRatKing1
( Author's note: I realize there are minor punctuation and capitalization errors. ignore those, and please concentrate on the story.)

“Curse tu Parker the Platypus!” – A P.o.M fan fiction.
August 20th, 2011. Seaville Aqua Fun Park. Staten Island, New York.
Parker the platypus sighed in frustration and utter boredom as he rested his elbows on the stone ledge surrounding his habitat- if tu could even call it /that/. Did these bozos /actually/ expect him to perform?
“Seaville Aqua Fun Park’s Trained Platypus : Percy!”, the sign above his habitat read. How this place stayed open after...
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    I scanned Marlene from head to toe. Her once beautiful eyes were still blank, yet her expression was warped with anger. Her paws were in fists, balled to her sides and she was poised for combat. I’ll admit, Marlene’s extremely attractive when she’s angry—hey, don’t judge me, I’m entitled to an opinion!—but the way she was looking at me at that moment, like she wanted to decorate the room with my insides, never have I longed to see her smile más in my life.

    Blowhole must’ve sensed my shock, because his laughter once again pulled...
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     Fallout Chapter 2: Following in his Footsteps

Private stepped outside and was greeted por the bright sun. He’s never seen a light so bright before due to the fact he’s lived inside an underground bóveda, bóveda de all his life. His eyes were able to adjust to the bright sunlight, and as soon as he did he saw the outside world. Wasteland, everything around him was destroyed. Roads, nearby houses, the landscape, everything. Private followed the road, thinking it would lead him to where his father is. As he’s waddling, he can’t help but to look at all the destruction around...
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posted by peacebaby7
I know what you're probably thinking. Why haven't I told her yet? Why haven't I dicho anything to anybody about it? Well, that comes later. Anyway, most of the afternoon isn't that important. It was what happened later on that night that really worried me.

My team and I were away in our bunks, sleeping soundly. Well, at least my team was. Every time I came close to finally drifting into a slumber, I could see Dr. Deranged coming at me with one of those needles and injecting me with some kind of poison. Eventually, I ended up lying on my back staring at the ceiling. I know it's crazy—what reason...
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posted by TheRatKing1
(my first in a series of episode style fan fictions. and por that, i mean, the sort of stuff you'd see in an episode)


April 1st, 2013.

The Penguins woke up early that morning. Skipper watched the rest of his team tiredly crawl out of bed. Kowalski was first, followed por Private, and Rico....well, he just sort of rolled out of cama and hit the floor. He was still asleep.

Several attempts to wake him up were made until Private had the bright idea of placing a pescado near Rico's head, intending for him to eat it when the crazed bird woke up, but just before he could place it on the stone floor, Rico's...
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Dr Blowhole gazed calmly at the moniters. There was nothing, absolutly NOTHING, going on anywhere. He was starting to get bored. He hadn't schemed against the penguins in a while.
He growled and spun towards the lobsters. There was no plan.

Unless...

Yes. He felt it. It stared at the very corner of his mind and crept slowly along until he was consumed por it. A new plan!
"Lobsters!!" He yelled, smiling slyly.




Dr Blowhole: *singing while slowly driving around the crowd of his lobsters*
I know that your levels of thinking,
are as low as the weakest of tides.
But dull as tu are, pay attention!...
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posted by Skiparah
He was just a pingüino, pingüino de with a growing depression. Not a word in the world could take the weight of the infliction off his shoulders. He was a pingüino, pingüino de who just needed to run away and have a good cry. But he wouldn't let that happen. He knew he couldn't. I'm a man.I'm a man. He told himself that so many times. Now he walked, head hanging, shoulders drooped. Here could be found no glory, no spirit of freedom, no lack of affliction. Only the mark of an outcast, the weight of regection and hate were seen. Rain clouds were drawn to him overhead. Slowly raindrops began to fall. Not after long rain...
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Snackatarium: Take 1

X: This hiding el espacio is not so sweet! >:) *moves salty sweet snacks out of the way to reveal Marlene*

Marlene: Sweet? Really? That's the joke you-I mean, AAAHHH! *jumps away from X's grab*

X: *finds Marlene behind sodas* This spot is fizzed out! >:)

Marlene: Better, but-AAAHHH! *jumps away from X*

X: *kicks over trash can* And that one was-Where is she?

Marlene: I'm not getting in that filthy trash can! >:/

Director: *sigh* I told tu before, it's just props. It's not real garbage!

Marlene: ...Fine...

Snackatarium: Take 2

X: *finds Marlene behind sodas* This spot is fizzed...
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posted by sowem
Sorry you, always have to wait so long, I keep struggling to decide what happens siguiente and the it's power outages, exams, etc. All of the sudden my computer won't let me on fanpop and I have to use my dad's computer.

Skipper: Hey, the hatch finally opened!
Marlene: There's the braniac!

They all went for him, but as they jumped 1 por 1 Kowalski paralyzed them. And once the king froze Mort jumped onto his (Skipper's) feet, knowing that Julien can't kick him away now, then he got frozen too.

Julien: Show's tu for touching the feet!

Kowalski: That's everyone! Wait! I'm missing one!

Skipper: Over here!...
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por request of link. Hope tu enjoy it. :)
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Romantic Guitar: Take 1

Skipper: Somewhere inside that abomination burns some ember of our Marlene. And I know just how to reach it. Rico! guitarra me! Por favor!

Rico: *hacks up guitar*

Skipper: (not realizing that its an electric guitar) *plucks string* *LOUD guitarra SOUND*

Private/Kowalski/Skipper: Aaah! My ears!!!!

Rico: AHHH YEAH!

Director: Rico! Spanish guitar! Not electric!

Kowalski: What about Danish metrics?

Private: No! I think he dicho Famous sitar tactics!

Kowalski: Oh yeah Private! That makes sense!

Skipper: What are we...
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“Sorry about that compadre. Not too much I can do about him. Anyway, we are going to help tu get over this.” Skipper told Kowalski after Julien’s attempted interference. “But how?” Kowalski asked. “Ugh! Enough Kowalski! I’ve had enough of your ‘buts’!” Private suppressed a giggle. “Private! Do tu have to giggle at every ‘but’ reference?” Skipper asked the young cadet angrily. “Sorry sir.” Private replied. “What do tu want to do Kowalski?” Skipper asked his lieutenant. “Wallow in self-pity…” Kowalski muttered. Skipper slapped him. “Kowalski! There’s...
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Flashback: Take 1

Skipper: "I guess Dr. Blowhole isn't as smart as he thinks he iAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" *small warehouse goes underground*

*penguins wrapped around the spikes*

Private: "I don't think the maní, cacahuete butte--
Wait! Where's the maní, cacahuete mantequilla winkie?"

Rico: "Wasn't me..."

Private: "Rico! tu have maní, cacahuete mantequilla on your chin!"

Rico: "Uuuum...would tu believe coincidence?"

Private: T_T

Flashback: Take 2

Skipper: "I guess Dr. Blowhole isn't as smart as he thinks he iAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" *small warehouse goes underground*

*penguins wrapped around the spikes*

Private: "I don't think the maní, cacahuete mantequilla winkie...
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