Since Joining Team pinguïn Yesterday, July 26th 2012, the lives of my cousins and i have changed drastically. We've lived a relatively normal life before joining up with THE Penguins, but just in the past dag we've turned into penguins with some very weird science, battled a manical dolfijn and flew home pagina using soda powered jetpacks.
My youngest cousin, Amanda, chose to stay behind, leaving her sister, Kristen ( and she's also like my best friend) and myself to live anbd train with our heroes.
Anyways I'm sitting in Roger, The gator's habitat listening to him give the birds singing lessons.
"Ok, guys from the top, boven of the number." They were doing the quartet number from The muziek Man.
"How can there be-?" he sang
"Any sin in sincere? where is the good in goodbye?"
the"ye" note was held door Kowalski, the bass, then Rico, the low baritone followed door Skipper, the seconde tenor and lastly door Private the high tenor, who went two octaves too high and was slapped into going back down two octaves door Skipper. They continued..
"Your aprehensions confuse me, dear. Boggle and mystify. Mystify.. tell me what can be fair in farewell, dear? Why , while one single ster shines above? How can there be any sin in sincere? Aren't we sincerely in love? Oh we're in love."
Roger praised them for their progress, but one disdainful look from Skipper cut him off. I felt bad for Roger. He's bourne the Brunt of Skipper's Legendary Temper since the lessons began.
"They sound amazing." I said.
"Oh shut up!" snapped Skipper
"Look, just because u hate music, doesn't mean u have to take it out on me. Besides, Marlene says she likes a guy who can sing really well."
"I don't hate music. I don't think it's a good survival tactic, thats all. And as far as Marlene's concerned, u stay out of it! Skelene, please!" he muttered.
Back at the HQ where Kristen and I were playing the card game Spit, Kowalski went in to his lab to finish his latest doohickey, which left the three remaining members of the team to their own devices.
The Zoo's been closed ever since last night because of the downpours and it will be until Sunday Morning.
"So, he's just been inventing all day?" I asked
"...Yep! Won't be long till he comes bursting out of that room with a screwball device, with an unpronounceable name." zei Skipper
"That ends up exploding." zei Private
"That's always a given."
"I've done it!" announced Kowalski.
"Wonderful. Lets see how long it takes to explode." zei Skipper
":At least it's not the Churrosdefishanitaizer." zei Private.
"Wait, whats the Churrosdefish-whatever Private said?" asked Kristen
' i can tell u it was both of two things" a big mistake and the machine that finally realized the Dream." zei Skipper
"whats this "Dream'?" I asked
"Combining vis and the churro to create the furro. that machine created a toxic byproduct which nearly blocked out the sin with large blue bubbles." I said
They all stared at me. "What? I saw the Episode!"
" Ok. so what does your latest doohicKey do?"
I asked
"This" He zei holding a bizzare looking pocket watch," is the Chronotroninattizer. A better modification on my failed Chronotron!"
"So, basically it's just a time machine.":
"A time machine." he zei as if the word was a bit of rotten fish." Would u call Big Ben just an alarm clock?! Would u call a Hercules beetle just a Little Bug?!" he nearly screamed at my face.
'Yeesh! Keep your overhemd, shirt on!"
"Ok<" Skipper interupted," On to what I wanted to say. I way we visit that Dreamworks recording Studio and find out just how they know so much about us."
" But first, we're gonna need replacements to cover for us.'
Twenty minuten later after Kristen and I head into the park in human form, we saw a tall kastanje haired man with a goatee, Tom McGrath stumble into a tall man with thinning blonde hair, Jeff Glenn Bennet.
"Ok, now I'm really confused! What are u doing here?" he asked
"I don't know but all i remember was being blindfolded and instantly, i was here."
"The same happened to us, zei a man with a British accent and a larger man with bushy brown hair and a full beard. The two of whom i knew to be James Patrick Stewart and John DiMaggio.
"What the heck's going on here?!" demanded Jeff
"I believe I can answer that." i zei stepping out from behind a tree.
My youngest cousin, Amanda, chose to stay behind, leaving her sister, Kristen ( and she's also like my best friend) and myself to live anbd train with our heroes.
Anyways I'm sitting in Roger, The gator's habitat listening to him give the birds singing lessons.
"Ok, guys from the top, boven of the number." They were doing the quartet number from The muziek Man.
"How can there be-?" he sang
"Any sin in sincere? where is the good in goodbye?"
the"ye" note was held door Kowalski, the bass, then Rico, the low baritone followed door Skipper, the seconde tenor and lastly door Private the high tenor, who went two octaves too high and was slapped into going back down two octaves door Skipper. They continued..
"Your aprehensions confuse me, dear. Boggle and mystify. Mystify.. tell me what can be fair in farewell, dear? Why , while one single ster shines above? How can there be any sin in sincere? Aren't we sincerely in love? Oh we're in love."
Roger praised them for their progress, but one disdainful look from Skipper cut him off. I felt bad for Roger. He's bourne the Brunt of Skipper's Legendary Temper since the lessons began.
"They sound amazing." I said.
"Oh shut up!" snapped Skipper
"Look, just because u hate music, doesn't mean u have to take it out on me. Besides, Marlene says she likes a guy who can sing really well."
"I don't hate music. I don't think it's a good survival tactic, thats all. And as far as Marlene's concerned, u stay out of it! Skelene, please!" he muttered.
Back at the HQ where Kristen and I were playing the card game Spit, Kowalski went in to his lab to finish his latest doohickey, which left the three remaining members of the team to their own devices.
The Zoo's been closed ever since last night because of the downpours and it will be until Sunday Morning.
"So, he's just been inventing all day?" I asked
"...Yep! Won't be long till he comes bursting out of that room with a screwball device, with an unpronounceable name." zei Skipper
"That ends up exploding." zei Private
"That's always a given."
"I've done it!" announced Kowalski.
"Wonderful. Lets see how long it takes to explode." zei Skipper
":At least it's not the Churrosdefishanitaizer." zei Private.
"Wait, whats the Churrosdefish-whatever Private said?" asked Kristen
' i can tell u it was both of two things" a big mistake and the machine that finally realized the Dream." zei Skipper
"whats this "Dream'?" I asked
"Combining vis and the churro to create the furro. that machine created a toxic byproduct which nearly blocked out the sin with large blue bubbles." I said
They all stared at me. "What? I saw the Episode!"
" Ok. so what does your latest doohicKey do?"
I asked
"This" He zei holding a bizzare looking pocket watch," is the Chronotroninattizer. A better modification on my failed Chronotron!"
"So, basically it's just a time machine.":
"A time machine." he zei as if the word was a bit of rotten fish." Would u call Big Ben just an alarm clock?! Would u call a Hercules beetle just a Little Bug?!" he nearly screamed at my face.
'Yeesh! Keep your overhemd, shirt on!"
"Ok<" Skipper interupted," On to what I wanted to say. I way we visit that Dreamworks recording Studio and find out just how they know so much about us."
" But first, we're gonna need replacements to cover for us.'
Twenty minuten later after Kristen and I head into the park in human form, we saw a tall kastanje haired man with a goatee, Tom McGrath stumble into a tall man with thinning blonde hair, Jeff Glenn Bennet.
"Ok, now I'm really confused! What are u doing here?" he asked
"I don't know but all i remember was being blindfolded and instantly, i was here."
"The same happened to us, zei a man with a British accent and a larger man with bushy brown hair and a full beard. The two of whom i knew to be James Patrick Stewart and John DiMaggio.
"What the heck's going on here?!" demanded Jeff
"I believe I can answer that." i zei stepping out from behind a tree.
Truth in lies 5.1
"Eurika! It's done!" kowalski burst out the lab with a small box in hand. Attached to the box was a long string with a helm on the end.
"skipper?" e called.
Silence.
"skipper, rico, private where are u guys?"
meer silence.
Kowalski ran to Marlene's place.
"Marlene have u seen skipper?" kowalski panted as he chocked out his words.
"yeah, I saw them being carried off door some big animals." she answered.
"and amber?"
"I last saw her with that new guy. I dot know what happened to her-"
Kowalski left before she could finish the sentance.
Kowalski searched the entire park, the whole city, and just about all of manhattan.
Nothing.
He searched via radio waves, radar, Nd a lot of other things.
Still nothing.
He worried for hours.
Until he realized exactly what happened, and who done it.
TBC...
"Eurika! It's done!" kowalski burst out the lab with a small box in hand. Attached to the box was a long string with a helm on the end.
"skipper?" e called.
Silence.
"skipper, rico, private where are u guys?"
meer silence.
Kowalski ran to Marlene's place.
"Marlene have u seen skipper?" kowalski panted as he chocked out his words.
"yeah, I saw them being carried off door some big animals." she answered.
"and amber?"
"I last saw her with that new guy. I dot know what happened to her-"
Kowalski left before she could finish the sentance.
Kowalski searched the entire park, the whole city, and just about all of manhattan.
Nothing.
He searched via radio waves, radar, Nd a lot of other things.
Still nothing.
He worried for hours.
Until he realized exactly what happened, and who done it.
TBC...
I was watching over Manhattan feeling like no threat can defeat me. I notice the Throbbing Cerebellum behind me.
TC: Beautiful sight, isn't it?
Me: It sure is, brainiac.
TC: And where there's a city like that, there's the antithesis of the visual thesis.
Me: And where there's people like that, there are people like us.
TC: But everything will change when the mask comes off.
Me: What?
TC: Everything will change when it comes to the point where your friends, family, and enemies will find out who u really are.
Worried, I nearly forget to breathe. Then, as I take a big gasp of air, I wake up, finding myself sitting up in my bed, still listening to "Superman (It's Not Easy)" on my ipod. I thought for weeks about what it would be like if the other three penguins, David, Jessica, and Jiggles found out. I told Kowalski everything at first and Mastique caught me turning into the alter ego that wasn't Angela Bult. Everything will definitely change, I wish I knew if it was good of bad.
TC: Beautiful sight, isn't it?
Me: It sure is, brainiac.
TC: And where there's a city like that, there's the antithesis of the visual thesis.
Me: And where there's people like that, there are people like us.
TC: But everything will change when the mask comes off.
Me: What?
TC: Everything will change when it comes to the point where your friends, family, and enemies will find out who u really are.
Worried, I nearly forget to breathe. Then, as I take a big gasp of air, I wake up, finding myself sitting up in my bed, still listening to "Superman (It's Not Easy)" on my ipod. I thought for weeks about what it would be like if the other three penguins, David, Jessica, and Jiggles found out. I told Kowalski everything at first and Mastique caught me turning into the alter ego that wasn't Angela Bult. Everything will definitely change, I wish I knew if it was good of bad.
Silence is Deadly
u flee from the scene where all the blood shed.
u cry over dead bodies of those u just met.
With future uncertain, your silence is key,
Though sometimes this silence can be deadly.
One word can lead to a fight, another to war,
Then in the end you'll find your hearts sore,
From all the fire, all the distress,
But you'll never give up, not yet.
A troigger is pulled and gun is heard,
Once again, no one says a word,
u just want to stop the violence,
But the killing is because of your silence.
"one word may start a war, but I promise, silence is a fr meer deadly weapon than any gun of mes you've ever known," - Mark, from "of the unwanted"
u flee from the scene where all the blood shed.
u cry over dead bodies of those u just met.
With future uncertain, your silence is key,
Though sometimes this silence can be deadly.
One word can lead to a fight, another to war,
Then in the end you'll find your hearts sore,
From all the fire, all the distress,
But you'll never give up, not yet.
A troigger is pulled and gun is heard,
Once again, no one says a word,
u just want to stop the violence,
But the killing is because of your silence.
"one word may start a war, but I promise, silence is a fr meer deadly weapon than any gun of mes you've ever known," - Mark, from "of the unwanted"