<3Skipper<3( Usualy Angry)

amor Me Do

Kowalski stuck his head out of the fishbowl entrance, a large grin spread across his face.

“Well Skipper, what do need to talk to me about?” He questioned almost teasingly knowing why he had been summoned.

“Ok Kowalski, here’s the thing, tu see that nutria over there,” Skipper’s flipper motioned towards Marlene’s habitat, “that nutria is the epitome of everything I stand against, she is the black to my white, the up to my down, the zig to my zag, the…”

“I get the point Skipper just finish what tu were going to say I have a lot of work to do” Kowalski interrupted....

Skipper's Replacement
Chapter 2: Bring it on!
    "So how long should this race be?" Private asked as the three penguins stood on their iceblock oevrlooking the zoo.
    Kowalski looked around and thought about the perimeter measurements and the average speed a pingüino, pingüino de could run along with the measurement of exactly 400 yards to place the finish line. "I have a theory. I think it would be best to have the race start in Marlene's habitat and go through the zooveneir comprar and end back here at the base. Do tu agree?"
    Private and Rico...

“Okay, so now you’d have to mover this little guy over here. tu see?” Marlene smiled as she repositioned one of the pieces on the chess board.

Rico, who sat on the opposite side of the board that rested on a small boulder, rubbed his head in confusion. He wasn’t quite getting the hang of this new game. He had witnessed Kowalski and Skipper playing it many times before, but never did he make an attempt to participate.

“Okay, so it’s my turn, and…I think I’ll move…” she paused as her hand hovered over the board, searching for the perfect piece to use, “…this one!” Marlene...

This was based of a dream I had inside a dream with the penguins of madagascar mixed with an old western movie I hope tu like it:)
The pingüino, pingüino de West por pingüino, pingüino de Girl
It was a usual día for the penguins. Skipper and the rest of the penguins were at a confrence with the lemurs, chimps, and Marlean at the gift shop.
It was all going well until......boom!!!!!
"What in the world was that?!" yelled Marlean looking at the penguins in shock.
"I don't have the faintst says Skipper looking toward Kowalski in curiosity.
"I must have left my latest invention on at the HQ it probly over loaded its system." Then...

The morning after the small funeral, everyone was particularly tense. Trying to prevent themselves from crying about Kowalski anymore, they resorted to beating the stuffing out of one of their punching bags (literally) and doing a bunch of grueling exercises without a break. Skipper was convinced that the extra work would keep their minds off of Kowalski but it actually did the opposite: everyone was thinking of Kowalski to keep their minds off of the constant soreness and pain they were feeling from doing all of the work. Eventually, Skipper acknowledged that fact that his idea was not working...

..YOU golondrina de mar, tern TO THE siguiente PAGE.......................
Yet the room was still drowned in silence. Untill
priviate begian to ask
"what just happend?" as they sat siguiente to Skipper, Kowalski still holding his flipper as he wipes away tears with his other flipper. The answer was very clear to them that they had not a clue what happend. Then Kowalski felt his flipper holding Skipper's flipper tightning. They than looked at Skipper hows eyes were slowly opening. As his eye's opening más and más as he slowly looks around the room. With his eye site a littile bit blery then every theng coming into veiw...

S: Skipper; K:Kowalski; P: Private; R: Rico; D: Doris ; M:Marlene ♥ : (love, o kiss)

Skipper is talking to the penguins about a new escape route when skipper notices that kowalski is not paying attention. He just has a blank and depressed look on his face.

S: Kowalski, are tu alright buddy???

Kowalski doesn’t answer. A dreaded tear falls from his eye and kowalski wipes his cheek. He gets up quietly and goes to sleep.

S: What’s wrong with him???
R: Blahda gada heda blod shishda??? (meaning: what about that old dream machine he invented???)
P: Rico, your right!!! I’ll go get it!!!

Private...

Chapter 4

It was a bright Sunday morning. The blue sky was clear and looked like a great ocean of baby blue. The birds chirped in beautiful melodies that sounded like a beautiful violin orchestra because of the high pitched voices. The breeze seemed to whisper as it whistled through the trees. But that morning wasn’t beautiful.

Skipper was on the platform, waiting for Kowalski to get home, himself grinning because he knew his friend would always take his side, and Private smiling because he was excited to see him. Rico, however, sat in the corner of the HQ looking around the room and had his...

Unknown Confession

Skipper stood in the doorway, shocked at what he had just seen.

Was…was that a painting of…of ME?! He thought to himself, still not believing his own two eyes.

“Nah that wasn’t me, it was probably just a pingüino, pingüino de from her old aquarium.” He dicho to himself as he waddled out of Marlene’s habitat.

“Yea that’s what it was, just an old friend of hers that just happens to look like me.” Skipper continued, smiling as he tried desperately to convince himself that he had not just seen a painting of himself in Marlene’s habitat.

He paloma to the ground and slid on his belly...

Kowalski descended down the ladder into the penguin’s HQ, having just gotten Skipper to confess one of his deepest secrets. His vision panned from one side to the other, scanning the inside for the other penguins.

Rico was sitting in the corner as usual, brushing his doll’s hair and cooing at her. Seeing thing brought a smile to Kowalski’s face. Even though he thought of their relationship as weird, it was still kinda cute to see Rico act like that and Kowalski couldn’t help but smile at the manic bird.

His eyes continued to pan until they fell upon Private. The youngster was sitting...

Skipper's Replacement
Chapter 1: Three Confused Penguins
    Skipper has packed the last of his things in a greatly oversized suitcase, filling it to the brim so that it had difficulty closing. It was full of the latest and most deadly military equipment in the base for enemies could be lurking in the very shadows of the Bahamas. tu can't be too seguro on vacation, Skipper thought as he dragged it off his bunk and it fell to the ground with a clatter, waking up Kowalski.
    Kowalski rubbed the last of the sleep from his eyes and blinked sleepily. "Your...

Blazing Love

-NYFD, 2300 Hours

An alarm rang, the fuego men sprang to the pole and slid down to the 1st floor. And most immediately went to the fuego trucks. One ran to another.

“What's the diagnoses?” One fireman asked

“A fuego at the Central Park Zoo.” The other said.

The first fireman lowered his head, closed his eyes, and sighed in disappointment. “Jesus, people trying to kill animales these days?”

“I don't know if that was the cause of the problem.” Then he started to run towards a firetruck. Then he turned and put his arms out towards the fireman. “But there's only one way to...

[Skipper]

Septenber 3, 2019.

It was peaceful...too peaceful. Normaly I'd hear Julien dancing to música as usual. But then again, I was gone for 9 years. Maybe he'd changed...well, tu never know.

The zoo was the same as when I left it. Exactly the same. Except there is no one crying and begging me to stay. And yes, that was my team who was crying and begging.

I wonder if they missed me. Do they still remember me?...I thought to myself. Maybe I'm just a distant memory to them. I sent them letters, but they never send any back. Don't they know that I'm comming? Maybe they're angry at me for leaving....

Skipper barged into the pingüino, pingüino de HQ, Kowalski still close behind, his head hung low with dejection. The first thing he noticed was Private lying on the table, bandaged, bruised, and unconscious, with Rico hovering around him.

He made a B-line to where the young pingüino, pingüino de lay and visually assessed his injuries. After deciding that his wounds although serious, weren’t life threatening, Skipper demanded to know what happened.

Kowalski began to explain how Private had climbed the árbol to rescue the kitten, how he was so close to saving dicho kitten, and how the branch gave out under his weight. His...

Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a segundo he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying siguiente to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minutos later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of pescado coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let...

Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.

Kowalski used to hate música and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On día three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner,...