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Kowlaski came running back to the HQ. His face was in total shock, his scarf was half off. and he still carried the note he had found in his tucked in his scarf.
"Skipper!" Kowalski cried "I lost Private! In the city!" Kowalski fell down to where Skipper's webbed feet were.
Skipper ignoring the fact that Private was missing "Ok..But did tu get the groceries? and ahah tu found the note. I knew tu would adjust your scarf whenever tu saw a cute gal walking around the city block-"
Kowalski interrupted "SHUT UP! PRIVATE IS MISSING!!! DO I HAVE TO REPEAT MYSELF A THIRD TIME!?"
Skipper slapped him. "Stop screaming! and wait... tu lost THE PRIVATE?" Skipper slapped him again.
Kowlaksi sobbed "Yes! The last thing he dicho to me was asking about the church on the corner a few blocks from here!"
Skipper sighed vainly "Must I do everything? Always?"

Private slid behind a pue and tried listening to the man on the stage speaking, he wasn't very warmed up to human speaking unlike the other three penguins. All he could count out was the easy words like I, He, she, Baby, and such like that. as he slid closer he rammed into a little girls foot. The little girl thinking was a dollie pingüino, pingüino de picked him up. Private tried to stay still as much as possible but was finally taken por the mother and put in a little cardboard box at the entrance. Private could read: "Lost things" on the box.
"It's true." Private sniffed "I am lost..." Then started to cry.


"BLAST IT ALL! The darn door is closed! how the heck did Private it get in the church?" Skipper started to right something unfriendly in the snow with his flipper.
Kowalski looking at the snow began to say "Skipper! Rico found a window. it seems it can open if only we-"
"Kaboom?" Rico offered.
"NO! All of us push the door open and then we can buscar for Private!" Kowalski slid to the window.

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"Help!" Private screamed. Shock supressed his body so much-he could barely stand. The car came to a screeching stop. The headlights flickered off, and the side door began opening. As the pingüino, pingüino de began getting out, Private began recognizing him más and more. "Oh my gosh!" Private gasped.
Skipper laid firm. Ramona circled in closer and closer. His eyes followed her to the best of their ablitities. "Sorry, must have dropped my ax. Better get it out." Ramona teased, and grasped the weapon with both flippers. She wedged it in even tighter, inflicting pain, which caused him to wince even more.
Skipper...
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Private dashed into a hiding place, grasping the knife. The rocking chair was perfect! As he sat down, the door opened. Skipper shut it gently behind him. Anxiety portrayed on Skipper's face. Because he got closer, Skipper's footstep's got louder. Each thump made Private quiver.
Although it seemed Skipper was searching for something, his footseps stopped. Private poked his head out. He saw Skipper's back on his own bed. When Skipper reached for his nightstand, Private gasped. Instead of rummaging through the droor for his knife, he took a corded phone that was set on top. Private sighed in...
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Although Monique and Kowalski were together, she doesn't always see eye to eye with Skipper. Usually it's her way of sneaking around o her passtimes that tend to bug the leader, but what they always tend to butt heads over is the way that she fights. Skipper and his team fight in a sophisticated and semi organized manner, while she ends up fighting in a rhythmic matter that's partially controlled por anger. Whenever she tries the moves Skipper teaches his team, she always feels like they are just not her.
One day, she felt like she wasn't taking control of what she feels like she should be doing...
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The team was invited to participate in a fighting tournament. They will each be going against an enemy that they have some sort of connection to, yet never met before, but, they'd have to fight individually.
"Listen up, team. Today is the big day. We've done extra training for two weeks for this. Just because we'll be división, split up for this doesn't mean that we won't be the champs. If we're going to be strong on the outside, we're going to start por being strong on the inside and be confident that we'll take inicial the gold!" Skipper was saying.
The four high fived each other and they were on their ways...
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Casino Rooftop in Monte Carlo

During the honeymoon of the lovely pingüino, pingüino de and bobblehead doll couple, the sun was setting on the water and things seemed peaceful.
"Lola, my sweet, we need to talk," Skipper started, staring at the bobblehead's smile.
"You see, we don't seem to connect as much as i thought we would. As much as it pains me to say it, beautiful, i think we should see other people," Skipper explained, breaking the ice.
As if making a response to Skipper's words, Lola slid off the roof, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces. Skipper partially felt guilt, but he spoke from the heart...
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día 3
First thing in the morning, Skipper got the team up, to look into the discovery Kowalski made. None of them stopped until all the libros were scattered on the floor. It had to have been impossible.
There was no possible trace of evidence. The room wasn't there, even. It was like it had just vanished.
"Sorry, Kowalski, but it's like there's no way this happened." Skipper said.
"I know, but tu have to believe me! I saw it. I saw them!" Kowalski exclaimed.
"We do, Kowalski, it's just that this place makes it extremely hard." Private reassured Kowalski.
"Thanks, but I'm not sure if I even believe...
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My mother looks down on me with concern. I reach my flipper up to my forehead, and examine it. As I scan my flipper, I realize it's covered in blood. Every breath filters me with pain. My torso aches, and my mid-back cramps. I'm the least of my worries now. My mother tolerated the storm with no shelter. "You poor thing! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" She whispers and coughs. "I'm fine, momma, but tu look sick. We should find a place to stay, so tu can rest." I say. "Thank you, Skipper. There's a vacant igloo over there we can stay in." She says pointing to the snowy shelter.
We start waddling...
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Chapter 6

Skipper made his way back to the Clock Tower. When he entered the room, a quick flash of light came and went, and the two fingers of the giant clock in the room were both rotating in different directions. They both landed on the six, and the clock made a total of thirteen toll sounds. After that extra toll sound the middle of the floor opened, and Skipper made his way down. When he made his way down he found a small elevator that looked like it will only go down, so he used it to go down. Once he arrived at the bottom he was in a pitch, black room, Skipper couldn't see a thing. Suddenly,...
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Chapter 4

Skipper made it to the siguiente area of the castle, the Coliseum. As he walked por he saw dead bodies, most skeletons of warriors, all who have fought in the Coliseum in the past. But then, the skeleton warriors came back to life. Skipper noticed the sounds coming from behind him. He pulled out his sword and shield but he was outnumbered and soon surrounded por skeleton warriors. One of the skeleton warriors ordered Skipper to come with them to the battlefield. With not much of a choice, Skipper went with them.

They lead him to the battlefield area of the Coliseum, where they went back to...
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Chapter 2

As Skipper entered the castillo right before he got inside a huge lobo monster stood in his way, but he easily killed with one hit of his sword. He didn't have just any sword, it was the family sword pasted down generation to generation in his family. As he went inside two más lobo monsters where in his way, but like the last one he killed them both with one slash from his powerful sword. The lights of the castillo then went on and right out of the ground zombies raised from the ground. One por one then came but he was still no problem for the pingüino, pingüino de vampire. Killing of all them he made...
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OK, so I'm really bored, so I decided to just do something random. So I started rhyming. My poem is probably lame, I know. Whattaya gonna do? Well, here goes...


PoM is so rockin' & cool
It makes me laugh so hard I look like a fool
I think about it all the time
To not like the mostrar would be a crime

I think about it while I'm sleeping
I think about it while I'm awake
When a new mostrar doesn't come on I start weeping
How long do I have to wait?

Skipper, the leader, is really hard core
But he still has a soft spot
To him there's so much more
When he's in cognito he's never caught

Kowalski is the genius of...
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Private rushed through the dark murderous forest for his life. Leaping over dead árbol roots, croutching under branches, and yelping for some one's, anyone's help, he raced farther and farther away from the inferno mansion. For all he knew, the maniac that killed his friends was on his trail. No time, did he waste, to glance back to found where his attacker was.
Soon he was almost at the threshold, where they had almost wrecked coming. Just then in front of him Skipper's shadowy figure jumped from a árbol with an ax in one flipper, blocking the trembling Private from escaping. "Sorry, I have...
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Skipper was right. They had arrived in Antarctica.
Soon they arrived at the palace. Problem is, there were two ginormous mutant leopard seals guarding the entrance.
S: Great. Now what do we do?
Me: Skipper, I may have a solution. Some of my arrows are loaded with anesthetic. It may be enough to knock them out.
It was enough to knock them out. A few segundos later, the guards lay unconscious in the snow.
S: Good work Melody. But don't let your guard down.
So they slip inside the palace, and inside, everything is silent. A little too silent.
S: Stay alert. Something's wrong. I can feel it in my gut.
?:...
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Skipper's point of view:
I am surronded por pearly walls and a gruff, harsh voice comes from outside the solid barrier, followed por an angelic, softspoken voice that I would never forget o regret hearing. So anxious to break out, I squirm and push más than I had ever done so before.
My flipper punches out a large portion of the atmosphere of my world. I keep struggling to obey that instinctive urge to escape. Soon my warm and cozy cacoon is filled with the flowing rush of frigid air ..... oxygen. With my head, I but the parte superior, arriba of my orb and I peep my head out.
The heavenly voice calls out to me....
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I want to make this the last chapter, so it'll be pretty long. :)

*Private's PoV*

I can't sleep. I'm too worried about CC. She's been in a coma for hours and I fear Kowalski can't wake her up.

I climb out of my bunk and see that Skippah's is empty too. I look all over the HQ for him, only to find him on the island up top.

"Skippah?" I call. He turns and sees me.
"Private? What are tu doing out of bed?" he asks, as I sit down siguiente to him.
"I was about to ask tu the same thing," I reply.
"I can't sleep."
"Neither can I."

We sit in silince for a moment.
"I'm not sure what I'd do if CC doesn't wake up,"...
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Once upon the times, in the sweet sweet country of Madagascar, during the reign of King Julien VI, there lived a sifaka lémur, lemur named Larry. Larry was a very picky kind of guy, MUCH unlike me, the king. He had to have everything his way. This made him not have as many friends as I have, and made him much less loved than me.

One day, it was raining, and Larry did not like the rain. He wanted it to stop raining. Obviously. So, he was going to MAKE it stop raining. While other lemurs praised the Sky Spirit of Weather for the sweet rain that made the mango trees grow, Larry decided he would be showing...
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Author's note: Don't get your hopes up, people. I hardly ever carry on with my fanfictions, after starting them. I know, I know... it's despicable... Oh well. XD. Also, the el espacio squid dialogue has been translated (roughly) from squidese, o whatever, to English. Also, this is written from the el espacio squid's point of view. Oh! And it's set quite a few years into the future. Also, it might be a BIT of a spoiler, if tu haven't seen The Trouble with Jiggles, not to mention confusing. Wow... long note. XD

It was a few years back, when I asked my father where the gubes came from. He told me the story......
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*Hey guys! This is a 2-way article, so me and cattoy10 are taking turns escritura this! Enjoy...*

Skipper was lying on his back, Rico on his side, Kowalski on his stomach and Private's beak was stuck in the sea-sand. A wave crashed over them, as the wave moved back, all their eyes were open and red. Skipper had seaweed on his head (looks like hair XD). "Ahhh...Where are we?" Skipper asked, getting up. "I Dunno, it looks like some sort of *gasp*" All the penguins beaks fell open, they had landed in an island paradise. It lush, green ... and silent, Skipper immediately recognised the silence. "Where...
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"Wait?.. So tu think that the lemurs and the rest of the penguins have been kidnapped?"asked Marlene who was almost completely out of breath. Her and Skipper were racing back to the zoo, they were at a internet Cafe downloading music, but Skipper's gut dicho that they should be elswhere.
"I don't think Marlene. I know."said Skipper who was about 10 metres ahead of her. First they went to the HQ. No sign of Rico, but there were traces that he was there. "Look, my herrings!Im gonna kill that regurgitating gut." dicho Skipper, picking up one half-eaten fish."OK, so tu were right about Rico, mybe...
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A mail truck gets parked in front of the Central Park Zoo. The mail person brings an envelope to Alice.
Mailman: Special notice for someone named Kowalski. If tu see him, give the envelope to him.
Alice: Alright, then. (the mailman leaves and Alice goes to the pingüino, pingüino de habitat. Skipper sees Alice and goes topside)
S: What's going on, Alice?
Alice: Skipper, there was some mail that came for Kowalski. (gives envelope to Skipper) Can tu make sure he gets it?
S: Can do.
In the HQ
S: Kowalski, tu have some mail. (gives Kowalski the envelope)
K: Wierd, I wasn't expecting anything. (opens envelope and sees...
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