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Author’s Note: I don’t care if tu don’t like the story. Haters gonna hate is what I say. All I ask is that tu don’t flame me for my grammar. I try my best to editar as much as I can but I can’t seem to fix all the grammar errors. But I do try. Enjoy the story! :)

                 Fallout
     Chapter 1: Early Years

War... War never changes. Since the dawn of mankind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock and bone, blood has been spilled in the name of everything:...

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Doris's New Beau: Take 1

[KOWALSKI and PARKER are shown walking down a dock]

Kowalski: "She...needs me?"

Parker: "Her very words. dicho you're the smartest guy she's ever met."

Kowalski: *smiles huge* "Ah, always knew Doris would come to her senses someday. It's the casual-" *steps on end of board and the other end smacks him in the face* "Daie!" *falls over*

Director: *sighs* "Can someone please fix that?"

GuyOffSet: "On it!"

Director: "Kowalski, are tu alright?"

Kowalski: *gets to feet and rubs head*...

Private woke up that morning feeling sluggish. His stomach was moaning like an iriated beast.
S: "Good morning, Private!"
P: "Good morning, Skippah."
S: "You hungry?"
P: "Yes, extremely, actually."
S: "Good! Cause we're going fishing!"
P: "Wait, did tu say we are going fishing?"
S: "You heard me, we are going fishing."
P: "Yay!"
S: "You have to learn sometime. Besides, you've earned it!"

The two paloma into the icy water. Little did they know their scent was caught por two blood-thristy predators. Skipper led Private cautiously towards a colossal school of fish. Skipper motioned to Private to open his...

Skipper woke up late that morning. He waddled to the sleeping Private. A smile came across his face as he stroked Private's head with his gentle flipper. Private opened his eyes sluggishly.
P: "Good morning, Skippah."
S: "Good morning, did tu sleep well last night?"
P: "Yes, I did. Did you?"
S: "Yeah, tu want to see the colony today?"
P: "Okay!"
S: "I'm going to get breakfast. Remember all the rules."
P: "Can I come?"
S: "No, not yet. I don't think you're ready now."
P: "I've fished in the pond at inicial before."
S: "Yes, but there aren't those carnivorious beast there."
P: "I can handle it. Believe me....

HQ:
Private: ACHOO! *sniffle*

Private sits tiredly on the table, as Kowalski probes around Private with thermometers, stethoscopes, and a tape measure.

Kowalski: According to my calculations, it seems that Private has become sick with some sort of virus.
Private: Ah.. Ah.. ACHOO!
Kowalski: Eh, and a very sickly one, I might add.
Rico: Eww.
Skipper: Well, nothing a little sleep and some té can't cure!
Private: But Skipper, I feel like my head weighs a thousand tons! Don't tu have any-
Skipper: Wait, tu dicho your head feels heavy? Do tu happen to be sneezing uncontrollably and feeling faint every...

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...