Kowalski was going on vacation after a nervous breakdown at the zoo. Marlene had gone with him because she needed to unwind and relax. Kowalski began sweating vigorously, and scratching his head. 'What's wrong Kowalski?' asked Marlene. 'Nothing, the plane's motor is just...unreliable,' dicho Kowalski. 'Oh, I get it, you're afraid of heights,' teased Marlene. 'I am not!' yelled Kowalski as he took a weed. 'No smoking, sir,' dicho a flight attendant. 'Of course I understand, sorry,' dicho Kowalski. Only two days hace had Kowalski started smoking, but in the path to the plane's destination, it will...

Sorry it took me so long to update! This was a difficult chapter to write, but I’m pleased with the final product. I hope tu enjoy it and, yes, not all the characters are going to survive this. Just wanted to make that clear.

Hopeless Situations

“Um, excuse me, Dr. Blowhole?” Private said, “I-I’m still stuck here!”
“Oh, I know, Private,” he responded, “I know.”
“Hey, let the private go, Blowhole!” Skipper ordered.
The delfín bowed mockingly, “Your wish is my command, Skipper!” At that moment, the floor began to tremble. The penguins hit the floor, and Kowalski...

New Transfer
It was early in the morning when I was getting the team ready for today's schedule. They were all there except for Kowalski. I had dado Kowalski orders to go and see what all the commotion was about in Alice's office last night. I was almost done telling everybody everything for today, when Kowalski jumping into the H.Q. "Speak man." I commanded him. He was out of breath and looked excited and worried, which was making me anxious. "We are getting a new transfer." Kowalski dicho when he caught his breath. "New transfer!" I exclaimed. "Tell us more" Private dicho anxiously. "Well..."...

The sinks have been successfully clogged with whatever paper the penguins could salvage from Kowalski's idea clipboard, and the toilets were most certainly clogged with toilet paper. The taco couldn't climb in the sewer now. And as for the door, it was successfully barricaded with bodies for all the penguins minus Rico were piled in front of the door, holding back the pressure put upon it por the great taco terror.
Skipper: Hang on, prairie dogs!
Private(whining): We should have gone to IHop!
Kowalski: What are we going to do? We are trapped in a bathroom and to make it even worse there is a mutant...

It was just like any other day....skipper had the other three and himself stand outside of their lair....the three were confused on why they were there...

Skipper:alright men....we need to be stronger...that's why we all our gonna train seperate in different spots...train por ourselves...you may never know if blowhole o Hans o anyone might strike...

Private: por ourselves though....?

Skipper gave him a glare and a serious look..

Skipper:yes private... por yourself! tu need to learn to defend yourself por yourself!

Private: yes sir....

Skipper: alright men! Go find a spot and train yourself! Meet back...

Silence....that's all I could hear in that tiny room. The smell was overwhelming, probably because of Rico's corpse, I could tell that we were all losing it, I couldn't tell how long Kowalski was going to last anymore.

Private: skipper....I miss Rico...

I looked over at private to try and comfort him, but I could tell between his reared eyes, that he wanted to get out of here, away from it all.

Skipper:I know tu do private, we all do....but there's nothing we can do to bring him back

Huh.....it's funny.....I'll never see Rico again...never see his crazy ideas when we go on a mission, never to...

It was a brigh and sunny día at the CPZ, all the zoo residents were still asleep. All except for Team Penguin. Team pingüino, pingüino de consists of 4 trained pingüino, pingüino de commandos...
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Skipper, leader of the group and segundo shortest in height. Description: Flat head, sapphire blue eyes, wide naranja beak, naranja webbed toes, night black back, flippers, parte superior, arriba of head and upper tail feathers and white feathers everywhere else. He's stubborn, stern, fierce but is also kind, caring and protective.

Next there's Kowaski, the lieutenant (A/N: Does anyone know how to pronounce lieutenant?)...

The penguins were far on their way. The morning turned to a sweltering afternoon. Later, that shifted to a chilling night. The waves rocked mellowly.
Private glided through the water with Celeste on his left and Skipper on his right. Everything felt right. Even though the water was freezing due to nightfall, none of them were the least bit cold. They all had swam through much worse.
As time passed on, they weren't even close to the destination they had hoped for. All of them, began to tire sooner o later.The energy to keep going was scarce in all of them. The sky above the ocean was pitch...

"Good morning, Skippah!" Private greeted, cheerfully. As he waddled up the beach, Celeste trudged behind him. Her light petite feet were suprisingly clumsy in the chilling morning sand.
"Good morning, Private." Skipper smiled. He breathed a sigh, and looked farther down the beach.
His eyes met Celeste's. They were dark-almost black. She kept them hidden with her low-hung-head. "Good morning, Celeste." He offered a polite smile.
She tilted her head up. At first, she was confused. Her eyes focused on Skipper who nervously waved. "Wait, he was talking to me? He did say my name. What do I do? Just...

"There's something else tu should probably see." Celeste sighed. Great, there's more! Just when Private thought it was hard, it had a chance of being worse. Truly, Private didn't want to ask his siguiente question. Once again he would have to.
"What is it?" Private asked in a whisper. "Is it about your powers?"
She nodded. "It has something to do with them. In order to mostrar tu it, I need to use them." Private buried his face into her feathers, as he fluffed them with his fins gently. "Also, tu need to remember that none of this I'm going to mostrar tu is real." She breathed.
"But then how are you-"...

On the lead of Skipper, the penguins jumped out of their bunks. The screams contuined. "Skippah, help!" Private yelled. Skipper landed on his feet. The penguins got ready to face a monster, but what they were really going up against seemed to be a helpless little girl.
They leaped in front of the door. Skipper kicked the door aside. Each entered, searching for a threat on all sides. The only penguins in there were Celeste and Private. "I knew it!" Skipper thought.
"What happened here?!" Skipper yelled, shaking the lab.
"It's her leg!" Private cried pointing to Celeste, who had her flippers wrapped...

In the New York jail, there have been criminals who have been expected to commit the crimes they have, whether it was stealing o destroying property. Obviously, Cecil, Brick, and X were all in the jail, but the most unexpected criminal of all was Monique, and it wasn't even her fault.
A while ago, she caught Blowhole creating a chemical mixture illegally. Since he knew she was helping the police while not even being a cop, he injected her with the mixture a minuto before they came. Ever since, she's been beating people and places up and it got her where she is and, without her knowing, will...

Dream

It was a quiet día in the HQ. It might've even seemed too quiet for some and that "some" wasn't Skipper. To Kowalski, something didn't seem right.
He left the HQ for a while and looked around the zoo and everyone was present in the zoo. All except for one: Monique. He double checked the zoo, he even triple checked. She didn't say anything about leaving and she's talked to Kowalski about a lot.
What was also amazing was that no one else seemed to notice her disappearance except for him. Not even Skipper, and he always his parttime blood shot, highly trained eyes on everything. Kowalski had...

Bridge

They were on different sides while it was burning. Both unable to see the other's face, they had tears slowly crawling out of their eyes, not just from the destruction of the bridge, but from the fact that there's no way they can be back together again.

The Distance
Kowalski's busy in his room escritura on his clipboard and although he felt tired, he couldn't take a nap. Everytime he closed his eyes, all he could see is Monique sitting siguiente to him and turning her head to see him. The bad thing about it is that it reminds him that she's no longer with him. He finished his escritura on his clipboard,...

Note: I was listening to this one song and I thought the lyrics totally fit this story. Not so much as a song but a poem. I have a few of the words. And no I did NOT copy off some one's idea to make a story based off this song. I was escritura the story before I listened to it. It just fits. I hope tu like it!

"There's a place that I know
It's not pretty there and few have ever
Gone.
If I mostrar it to tu now
Will it make tu run away
o will tu stay
Even if it hurts?
Even if I push tu out
Will tu return?
And remind me who I really am.
Please remind me who I really am.
Everbody's got a dark...

Private's pregunta stung. It seemed as if she hadn't anticipated him asking. She closed her eyes and reminisced painfully. A amargo, amargos taste formed in her beak. It was like she could feel the cold hands grasping her again.
"Scientists," She answered simply, covering up her past.
"What intentions would they have in caging up a pingüino, pingüino de in a lab for years?" Private wondered naïvely. Skipper elbowed Kowalski in the ribs.
"Uh… I'll explain later, Private." Kowalski said.
"No, it's fine. tu see, there are some scientists. Evil scientists, who test chemicals out on animals. Sometimes, like in my case,...

As soon as the reached their humble habitat, they entered the lab. Kowalski and Rico were still transporting the creature. She was only about Private's size and age and as thin as paper, but as heavy as Skipper.
"Private, if tu could roll this examing mesa, tabla to us I'd greatly appreciate it. Rico, we're going to lift her up on three." Kowalski strained as they struggled under the weight of the little penguin.
The chubby pingüino, pingüino de pushed the mesa, tabla in front of his friends.
"Three ... two ........ one!" Kowalski ordered.
The two strong penguins managed to put her soundly on the mesa, tabla without awakening...

Chrrosdefishinatizer: Take 1

Skipper: "...Yep! Won't be long till he comes bursting out of that room with a screwball device, with an unpronounceable name."

Private: "Then blows up."

Skipper: "That's a given."

Kowalski: *bursts out of lab* "I've done it! I have invented the Churrosdefishoeaofdl...UUGGH! tu know this really is unpronounceable right!?"

Director: "Kowalski...We talked about this."

Kowalski: "Yeah, yeah. I know. Just suck it up & do the line."

Churrosdefishinatizer: Take 2

Skipper: "...Yep! Won't be long till he comes bursting out of that room with a screwball device, with an unpronounceable...

One día in the central park zoo a new pingüino, pingüino de arrived in the pingüino, pingüino de habitat with a scar going down his right eye down to his left flipper but he hides a deadly secret. . .
Kowalski: We'll be invading Blowhole's base any questions?
Wolf: We're good.
Later that evening. . .
Kowalski: so did tu leave any one behind in Colorado?
Wolf: No, did you?
Kowalski: yes, Dorris the dolphin
Later
Blowhole: welcome lobo my old friend *evil laugh*
Kowalski: Wait. . . how do tu know Blowhole?
Wolf: We used to be allies but the last time I trusted him he gave me this scar.
Blowhole: Now to unleash my pingüino, pingüino de bomb,...

"Romeo and Juliet" will now be called "Romeo and Juliet... and Romeo?" Also, I'm escritura 3 separate stories on different spots!!! :O Sorta hard for me to be fast.
   Chapter 2
   Julien turned onto his side to see Private standing there looking down at him. "Oh, hello Private." Julien mumbled. "What are tu doing here?"
   "Well, tu seem a bit down in the dumps más than usual." Private replied. Julien responded por laying on his back and sighed. "Still upset about Marlene?" Private, along with a few más animals, noticed that Julien hasn't been himself since the whole 'Skilene' thing. He...