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Skipper says: “‘One Hundred Days of Drabbles: Double Time!’ is a 100-day-long wtiting project by GrandOldPenguin on FanFiction.net.”
Note: The following “article” contains the first 10 pieces in a 100-day-long writing project I am currently involved in on FanFiction.net. In the project, I am writing one 200-word “double-drabble” story related to “The Penguins of Madagascar” each and every dag from February 1 until May 11, 2010. Every 10 days, I publiceer a new batch of 10 of these little stories on FanFiction.net. Below are the first 10 (written from February 1-10, 2010). If u enjoy these stories and would like to read meer of them, please follow this link link. u can also read the full lijst of rules that I imposed on myself for the project at that link.

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1.) February 1, 2010: “A Ninja’s Worst Enemy”

“Hey, guys!” Marlene greeted as she entered the penguins’ habitat to find the team yet again practicing defense drills with bowling pins disguised as ninjas. “Still playing with the bowling pins, eh?”

“Marlene, how many times do I have to tell u that these bowling pins represent evil ninja warriors?” Skipper wondered, but in a friendly way, as he then turned to his men. “Show no mercy, boys.”

Upon hearing Skipper’s order, Private punched down two of the pins while Rico toppled four with a karate chop. Next, Kowalski gave a kick to take down the remaining four.

“Three penguins to knock down 10 bowling pins,” Marlene chuckled. “That’s interesting.”

“Oh, really?” Skipper zei sarcastically. “If u think u can do better, be my guest.”

“OK,” Marlene replied. “Set them up.”

Skipper waddled over to the pile of bowling pins and set them up, then returned to Marlene.

“All right, Marlene, toon me what u got,” he said.

Marlene then pulled out a bowling ball and stuck her fingers in the finger holes. She then lined the ball up and released it toward the pins.

“Strike!” Rico exclaimed from across the platform.

“And that’s how it’s done, Skipper,” Marlene stated.

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2.) February 2, 2010: “Otter Day”

“OK, gentlemen, let’s be very, very quiet,” Skipper zei to the other penguins, the lemurs, and the chimps as they all gathered outside of Marlene’s cave before sunrise. “We don’t want to wake up Marlene before her big moment.”

Skipper then carefully led the group into Marlene’s home; upon entering it, everyone gathered around Marlene’s bed and began staring at the sleeping otter with great anticipation.

“Eh, how long do we have to wait?” Julien asked.

“Until Marlene wakes up,” Kowalski replied. “Then we’ll see if she sees her shadow of not so we can predict if we’ll be having six meer weeks of winter of an early spring.”

Marlene then rolled in her bed.

“This is it,” Skipper said.

Marlene opened her eyes.

“Aaahh!” she screamed as she awoke, not expecting the crowd in her home. “What are u all doing here, and what’s with the top, boven hats?”

“It’s Groundhog Day,” Private replied. “We’ve come to learn your prediction.”

“Guys, I’m an otter,” Marlene stated. “I don’t make predictions.”

“Look right volgende to you, Marlene,” Skipper said. “Do u see your shadow?”

“Yeah, but–” Marlene began.

“Prediction made, boys,” Skipper declared. “Six meer weeks of winter it shall be.”

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3.) February 3, 2010: “State of the Zoo”

Each jaar door tradition, one week after the presidential State of the Union address, Skipper would give his annual State of the Zoo message at the zoovenir shop. This jaar was no different.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the pinguïn Leader of the Central Park Zoo,” Private announced from the shop’s doorway as Skipper entered the applause-filled room.

Skipper then waddled down to the front of the room, where a podium had been set-up for his address. Behind him sat Kowalski, his Lieutenant Leader, and Marlene, his Secretary of State. He shook both of their appendages before addressing the crowd.

“Ladies and gentlemen, mammals and lower mammals, thank u for joining me tonight,” he said. “I’ve led my men on many exciting missions over the past year. Among them include watching a duck’s egg, getting rid of an obnoxious walrus spy, and restoring the popcorn flow to zoo residents.”

Everyone politely clapped at Skipper’s statement, but Marlene was especially enthused door the popcorn one.

“Yes, popcorn!” she stood up and shouted. “Three cheers for the pinguïn Leader! Hip-hip, hooray! Hip-hip, hooray! Hip–”

But she stopped when the crowd fell silent and began to stare.

“Ah, carry on, Skipper,” she said, sitting down.

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4.) February 4, 2010: “Insubordination?”

After a morning of rigorous training, Skipper led his men back into the HQ.

“Boys, I think we’ve earned a short break,” he zei as took a zitplaats, stoel in a chair. “If anyone needs me, I’ll be sitting over here.”

A few minuten later, Private waddled over.

“Can I help u with something, Private?” Skipper asked.

“Just hold on, sir,” Private said. “This should only take me a second.”

“What should only take–” Skipper began to ask, but he was suddenly slapped in the face door Private.

“Private, what do u think you’re doing?!” Skipper yelled. “That’s insubordination, mister!”

“But, sir, I just–” Private began, but Skipper didn’t want to hear it.

“No excuses, soldier!” Skipper barked. “I’m your commanding officer, and I thought we were friends!”

“But, Skipper, listen,” Private persisted. “Please?”

“Fine, Private, what is it?” Skipper conceded.

“There was this bug on your face, sir,” Private zei as he showed Skipper the bug’s splattered remnants on his flipper. “I was only trying to help.”

“Well, that does explain things,” Skipper replied.

“So you’re not mad?” Private asked.

“No,” Skipper chuckled. “But that was a pretty good slap.”

Private smiled.

“I learned from the best, sir,” he said.

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5.) February 5, 2010: “Odd Man Out”

“Ooh, what are u guys watching on the telly?” Private asked the other three penguins upon returning to the HQ from a short mission that Skipper had sent him on.

“It’s a DVD of the movie ‘March of the–’” Kowalski began before Skipper interrupted.

“Kowalski!” he exclaimed. “Didn’t we already decide not to tell Private?”

“Oh, right,” Kowalski remembered.

“Yup,” Rico said.

Private then waddled over to Skipper, who looked up at him before pausing the movie.

“Sir, why can’t I know?” Private inquired.

“It’s nothing personal, soldier,” Skipper replied. “It’s just that u may be a bit too young to watch this movie.”

Private sighed.

“Fine, sir,” he said. “I guess I’ll go back out for a while so u all can finish the film.”

Private then waddled over to the ladder and climbed it up to the platform outside.

A short time later, Maurice came by.

“You seen King Julien around?” he asked.

“No,” Private replied. “Sorry, Maurice.”

“OK,” Maurice said. “Say, what are u doin’ up there all door yourself anyway?”

“The guys won’t let me watch ‘March of the Penguins,’” Private replied as he chuckled. “Of course, they don’t know that I’ve already seen it twice.”

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6.) February 6, 2010: “World’s Greatest Mammal”

Julien and Mort entered Marlene’s habitat one morning to find the otter drinking from a coffee mug which had “World’s Greatest Mammal” printed on it in big red letters.

“Where did u get that?” Julien gasped as he snatched the mug from Marlene’s paws, causing the coffee to slosh onto the floor. “It obviously belongs to the king, which is me.”

“No, it’s mine,” Marlene zei as she yanked it back. “It was a gift.”

“But I am certainly the world’s greatest mammal,” Julien declared as he tugged the mug away again.

“Julien, be careful,” Marlene zei worriedly as she grasped the cup. “Skipper gave me that mug – it’s very special to me.”

“But I’m king, so gimmie!” Julien insisted as he continued pulling on it, causing it to fall out of both of their hands.

Just as Marlene was about to watch her favoriete mug shatter against the floor, Mort caught it.

“Yay!” he cheered.

“Good Mort,” Julien said. “Now hand that mug back to me.”

But Mort just couldn’t do the wrong thing.

“No, it belongs to Marlene,” he zei as he handed it to her, then turned to Julien. “But I’ll get u one for your birthday.”

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7.) February 7, 2010: “Cannibal Run”

“So u boys really thought that I, your friend and commanding officer, was trying to eat your brains?” Skipper asked his men as they all lay on a bed in the veterinary office after having all fallen from a rooftop, breaking their flippers.

“Well,” Kowalski began, “with those bandages wrapped around your body, combined with your incoherent state, we just naturally assumed u were a zombie determined to dine on the contents of our craniums.”

Really?” was all Skipper could reply.

“Skipper,” Private then said, “would u ever eat any of us if we were stranded somewhere and had no food to survive?”

“Private!” Kowalski scolded. “I knew I never should have let u read that Donner Party chapter in my encyclopedia.”

“That’s OK, Kowalski, he can ask,” Skipper stated. “The answer is no, Private, I could never resort to cannibalizing my own men.”

“But what if u were the only survivor and your life depended on it?” Private continued.

Skipper shuddered at the thought.

“Listen, Private, we’re all a team; if I lost any one of you, I wouldn’t last too long anyway,” Skipper spoke sincerely. “It’s just not in my hart-, hart to have u guys in my stomach.”

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8.) February 8, 2010: “You Owe Me”

Two weeks after she had been railroaded into participating in Kowalski’s Luv-u-Lator experiment, Marlene walked into the penguins’ HQ.

“Kowalski, it’s time,” she announced upon entering. “You do owe me for testing your love-finding machine, and today’s the day.”

All four penguins then approached Marlene.

“A deal is a deal, Marlene,” Kowalski said. “What did u have in mind?”

Marlene smirked.

“Oh, just a little taste of your own medicine,” she zei as she turned to Rico. “Rico: Spit fishin’ time.”

Rico looked to Skipper, unsure if he should accept an order from anyone else.

“You heard the lady,” Skipper replied, thus granting Rico permission.

As Rico then hacked-up a cotton swab, Kowalski took a step back.

“You can’t do this to me!” Kowalski declared. “I’m a scientist!”

But Rico had his orders.

“Say aah,” he zei as he swabbed inside Kowalski’s bill.

After obtaining the DNA sample, Rico placed the swab inside the Luv-u-Lator, which Kowalski had ultimately decided to recover from the trash can he had thrown it in. Little did Kowalski know that Marlene had conspired with Skipper the dag before to rig the results as a practical joke.

Subject not compatible,” the machine beeped and read.

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9.) February 9, 2010: “Mirror Madness”

“I love you,” Julien zei aloud as he pointed toward himself while looking at his reflection in the new mirror that he had hung on the wall.

Julien then pointed at his reflection.

“I love u more!” he zei before pointing back at himself. “No, I love u more!”

He then pointed back at his reflection.

“No, I love u more!” he zei before repeating this pattern over and over, louder and louder each time. “No, I love u more! No, I love u more!”

It became so loud that the penguins heard it from atop their habitat’s platform, and after 25 minuten of listening to it, they had all had enough.

“I can’t it take anymore!” Skipper declared as he looked at his team. “Let’s roll.”

Moments later, the penguins entered the lemur habitat and approached the self-absorbed king.

“I love u more!” Julien continued with his mirror routine before pointing at Skipper. “Eh, but I don’t love u more.”

Skipper then began to schommel, swing a hammer toward the mirror before Julien stopped him.

“What in the name of me are u doing?!” he questioned. “Do u want seven years of bad luck?”

“It’ll be worth it,” Skipper declared.

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10.) February 10, 2010: “Clouds”

Skipper waddled past Marlene’s habitat one morning, noticing Marlene lying on her back and staring into the sky.

“What are u doing, Marlene?” Skipper inquired.

“Spotting wolk shapes,” she replied. “Haven’t u ever done that before?”

“Can’t say I have,” Skipper answered.

“Then come try it,” Marlene said. “Come on, Skipper, live a little.”

Skipper was a bit skeptical if this was appropriate behavior for a military leader, but he decided to try it anyway. He entered Marlene’s habitat and lay down beside her.

“OK, Skipper, I think that one looks like a carousel horse,” Marlene said, pointing at a cloud.

“Nah,” Skipper replied. “Looks meer like a crossbow to me.”

“Crossbow?” Marlene whispered sarcastically. “How lovely.”

She then pointed at another cloud.

“How about this one?” she said. “I see an elephant.”

“I see a tank,” Skipper replied. “Hey, I’m starting to like this.”

Marlene realized that she and Skipper had different ways of seeing things, but she was still glad that he had joined her. But suddenly Marlene saw a wolk shape she just couldn’t deny.

“Look, Skipper,” she pointed, “a nuclear paddestoel cloud.”

“Nope,” Skipper replied. “I see a heart.”

Maybe they weren’t so different after all.

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Note: Again, if u enjoyed reading these stories and would like to read more, please link. This link is to this project’s first installment, which also lists the rules and a few project-related notes. From there u can easily access the volgende “chapters” containing new stories. I do not intend to publiceer additional chapters of this project here on Fanpop.

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Content originally published on FanFiction.net on February 10, 2010. Published on Fanpop.com on March 24, 2010.
posted by peacebaby7
Antarctica

Skipper: *waddling along a long way behind the rest of the migrating penguins (however they can be seen on the horizon)*

Why did this have to happen? It's all my fault. If I hadn't passed out there may have been some hope for them. Why'd they have to go & save my life. It should've been me. Why, oh, why wasn't it me...

*frustrated & angry he sits down in the snow...just thinking...& starts weeping again*

(????): "What's the matter, cupcake?"

Skipper: *looks up at the pinguïn standing over him* "Who are you?"

(????): "My name is Buck Rockgut. What seems to be the problem?"

Skipper:...
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Sugar High: Take 1

Private: "Too much sugar? What does Skipper know about sugar? I love sugar & I'm the blestrecker, bleh! Sorry, mouth got dry."

Sugar High: Take 2

Private: "Too much sugar? What does Skipper know about sugar? I love sugar & I'm the best reckon man ever! I see a brand truck!...Or is it engine? Script!"

Sugar High: Take 3

Private: "Too much sugar? What does Skipper know about sugar? I love sugar & I'm the best reckon man ever! I see a brand engine! WEEWOOWEEWOO! Arrg, I'm a pirate! Wow! A caterpillar! My name backwards is...Wait, what is my name backwards?"

Sugar High:...
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Chapter 2- Sailing to Antarctica

Private just ignored. He put up the flag and wore his life vest. "Wait! We will go with you."Skipper said. Private hesitated but sighed. "Fine but we are not eating vis of any thing. We'll only eat pastas, chocolate balls and for drinks: milk."Private said. "Fine!"Marlene said. They wore their life vests. "But Julien has to stay here because the boot might sink."Private smiled. "No!"Julien exclaimed. They left Julien and the boot moved. At first, it was such a fine weather. The waves moved smoothly. The sun was shining and it was a perfect dag for sailing. Just...
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Private rushed through the dark murderous forest for his life. Leaping over dead boom 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 vrienden 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 boom with an ax in one flipper, blocking the trembling Private from escaping. "Sorry, I have...
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posted by BrightLight92
Dear Doris,
You know I like u already. And I know u zei u didn't like me all that much. We both know this already. So this letter is so u know how I felt in the aftermath.
When u gave me your answer, I felt relieved that I got it over and done with. But slowly, the realization started to sink in and I grew sad and mad and confused. I realized that I spent a good 5 years completely head over heels for u and now, nothing. I don't have u in the way I hoped. I've been having weird surges of sadness and anger ever since because I just can't contain myself anymore.
I tried getting over...
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posted by burdockburr
door the way, my character in the story is female. It doesn't say that previously...

Ch.4
I silently slapped myself against the shadow of the brick uithangbord as Kowalski and Blowhole passed. I knew Kowalski had been forced to kom bij Blowhole, no matter what he said. It wouldn’t make sense for Kowalski to kom bij forces with the evil dolfijn for no reason.
Before anyone could notice me, I slid on my belly toward the HQ. The sounds of Skipper, Private, and Rico fighting the lobsters started to fade as I made it into the pinguïn habitat and flew through the opening under the vis bowl. I knew the other three...
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posted by legendary7
Rico was through with letting Private breathe a single breath and wanted to end it. His flipper grasped Private's trachea and backed him up against the wall. The pressure of the pushing flippers on Private's neck allowed him to breathe a small bit and whisper.
P: "Rico, please don't do this! I change my mind. When Skipper rescues us, if u killed me, what would he think?"
R: "What?"
From out of nowhere Kowalski kicked Rico in the head knocking him out. Kowalski rushed to Private terrifiedly staring at Rico on the ground unconscience.
K: "Don't u ever do that again! Why!? Why would u do that,...
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this is part 4 of how i met Skipper and his team. the volgende day.

little me: (wakes up) (yawns) (crawls to the teddy beer then hugs it) (giggles) (crawls to the melk bottle) (drinks from the melk bottle) (burps) (giggles)

Skipper: (wakes up) well i see someone must be up already (picks me up)

little me: (being carried door Skipper) (giggles) (starts shivering)

Skipper: (holding me) my my my, u must be cold (wraps the blanket around me) there this blanket should keep u warm.

little me: (still being carried door Skipper) (feels warmth from the blanket same thing with Skipper) (sighs happily)

Skipper:...
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*This beginning is basically the same as the vorige beginning, so I'm not going to bother with typing it again. And also this is meer of a short story that branches from the original story, so u don't actually have to read it.*
S: Up so early again Melody?
Me: Yup.
S: And may I ask why?
Me: I'm used to waking up early.
S: Then what did u do while we were asleep?
Me: I went fishing.
S: But u don't have a fishing rod!
Me: Fishing rods are for humans. Penguins vis door swimming and catching the vis in their mouths and swallowing them on the spot. of have u been stuck in a zoo for too long and...
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Chapter 10: a plan is hatched
‘Oh, god, what have I done?’ Pat thought to himself. ‘I have to wake everyone up.’ Five minuten later, Pat and Sly had woken up all the captives. “I hope u can forgive me. I have some very bad news. Blowhole and The Striga are planning to slaughter everyone at the central park zoo. This includes your son, Erik, Mumble.” “What?! Nooooooooooooo!” Then Mumble screamed in extreme madness. “Why should we believe anything that u say?” Bentley asked, angrily. “We are the only chance for the Central Park Zoo. We are the only ones who can save...
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posted by legendary7
He remembered his dad's words along with Private's "I will send a sign to trigger a plan in your mind," and "I thought u were dead". afbeeldingen appeared in his mind. How unsuspecting the dog was when he attacked after his plan before. The whole ignorant staff of this place was the dog. All he had to do to defeat them was putting together a fake death. door that they'd throw his "corpse" in the trash. From the dump truck he'd jump out and make his way to the zoo. There he would rally up all the animals to save his boys and the other penguins. From there they would all escape even the girl. All the...
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posted by legendary7
NOTE: This is pretty short, but I wanted to have a cliffhanger before the probably last chapter.

They headed vooruit, voorwaarts and circled the building. A window got the penguins' attention. Marlene stood watching them through it. Private waved joyously. "Hi, Marlene!" He called. Rico hacked up a grabbling gun and shot it at the window. Under the pressure of the hook the window shattered. They all grabbed on and were hoisted up. They landed on their feet in "ready-postion". Before anything else happened, Marlene grasped Skipper's flipper uncomfortably tight.


"Marlene, don't worry we're going to resc-"...
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posted by sweetyKneul
Kowalski was in a big white space. No furniture, no windows and no doors.
As far as the eye can see only white!
"Hello?" Kowalski called in the cold white. His voice echoed from the walls, but he got no answer. What had Lara zei about Level 2? We must fight against our fears.
Alone! What were his fears? Did he have any?
Yes!
At that moment the ground began to shake and suddenly an animal with 8 arms stood before him.
Space Squid!
Kowalski could just hold in his usual girls scream.
The worst part was, he had NOTHING to defend himself! Nothing at all!
The Squid spit a disgusting green liquid at Kowalski,...
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posted by KaylaFoxeh
This is a poem I wrote for my friend Kowalski (Lt_Kowalski) Enjoy...


Before me, he stands as tall as a boom with feathers of ebony and eyes of teal.

He has been through so much and here he stands before me, my friend...

He can make u laugh. He can make u smile when u feel down.

He is kindhearted and friendly, a good friend, indeed...

a rolemodel, like a legend he stands before me as tall as the boom itself... What is this feeling... This feeling is weird..

It is a warm feeling... A feeling of warmth like I have been covered door a heavy

blanket in the cold of night.. Is this the feeling of trust...
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I open my eyes, blinking away the sleep. I stare at a stone ceiling for a moment, before remembering Rico had made me a bunk.

I turn onto my side at look around the HQ. I hear snores and sleepy murmers from near-by, suggesting the rest were still asleep. I slide out of bed, my eyelids feeling heavy. I rub my eyes to remove the sleep still lingering in them.

I finally feel meer awake and decide to have another early morning swim. I softly make my way to the door and slip silently out.

I streach and yawn, as the rising sun beams down on my feathers, making them shiny in the light. I hear a sound...
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posted by kivamarie
the volgende mourning.

Skipper: (wakes up to hear something) Kiva. Kiva wake up.

Me: (wakes up) what is it skipper?

Skipper: I saw something it looks like a boot it maybe our last chance to be rescued!

Me: what?! (sees a boat) hey! over here! were over here! (hugs skipper) skipper the boot stop and its turning towards us!

Skipper: yes after a few days without water we are finally getting out of this dump!

someone on the boot was speaking Spanish so I talk to him on the boot in Spanish to rescue me and skipper on the island and it worked me and skipper are finally getting off the island.

on the boat.

Skipper: when did u learn to speak Spanish Kiva?

Me: internet why?

Skipper: oh I was just wondering. when the people get us back to the dock I think we should head back to New York and tell my men about it.

Me: I think that's a good idea skipper (hugs skipper) and I like it.

The End
posted by kivamarie
the volgende mourning. my dress was dry again and my shoes aren't wet too. so I woke up and then put on my dress and my shoes back on.

Me: skipper wake up.

Skipper: (wakes up) oh Kiva you're awake.

Me: yeah and I got good news and bad news. the good news is that the boot is okay. the bad news is that the rocks smashed the boot into pieces.

Skipper: well so much for our one only ticket getting out of here.

Me: great were stuck in here with no food no water and no shelter. what are we going to do skipper?! (hugs skipper) I don't want to die I really don't want to die skipper!

Skipper: don't panic. we just...
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posted by kivamarie
The volgende mourning it was about to take a turn for the worst.

Skipper: (wakes up) boy I slept well last night (looks at me) aw and I bet my pal slept well last night too. well time for us to keep on going to find the cure for u (puts my hand on his shoulder).

and so me and skipper continue to find the cure. just then i woke up.

Me (ill): (wakes up) ugh hi skipper.

Skipper: oh mourning Kiva.

me and skipper talk for a while when they heard something.

Me (ill): (scared) skipper what was that?

Skipper: I don't know Kiva but it could be another wild animal Kiva get something out of your backpack.

so I...
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posted by CuteCuddly
Ok, chapter three. Hope u enjoy.

I wake up before even Skipper. I turn over to look at the four, sleeping penguins. I smile. Private, on the seconde lowest bunk, is cuddling his lunacorn as close to his chest as possible. I frown. I makes me think of my favourite stuffed toy back home. (yes, I'm 12 and I sleep with stuffed toys sometimes) Half way around the world.

I get off the floor and wander around the HQ, trying to figure out what to do. I'm normally hungry as soon as I wake up, but I'm not. Then again, this isn't normal. I look at the clock. It's five am, of as Skipper would say, 0500...
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posted by kivamarie
the volgende mourning I still feel sick and ill and i didn't get any sleep last night.

Me (ill): ugh oh man i didn't sleep well last night and I'm still sick and ill from the dirty water I drank yesterday (tries to get up but i fell on the ground) ugh i still feel sick I can't get up because of the dirty water i drank i still feel sick and ill and now I'm starting to feel weak. ugh if I don't do something quick I'm going to die of worse (still sick stays calm) ugh stay calm Kiva I promise myself that will survive and will stay alive. I'll try my best to stay awake and not close my eyes. ugh (feels...
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