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Note: The following is the first of three samples I will be posting here of my FanFiction.net writing project “A Skilene-Filled September.” In the project, I will write and publiceer one short story daily in the maand of September 2010 which will explain one possible way that Skipper and Marlene could get together for the first time. My personal writing style has always been to portray Skipper and Marlene as just really good vrienden and to only “hint” at something more, but I have decided to exempt this project -- and only this project -- from that standard.

On FanFiction.net, a much longer outline of this project’s goals and background was geplaatst ahead of the first actual story, but to avoid folks here from having to read through the whole doctrine, I have instead placed it at the end of this article. I would encourage u to read it if u want to so that u may better understand the project and my intentions therein.

Thank u for reading my brief note. The first Skilene scenario will now begin.

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A Skilene-Filled September
Scenario 1: “Save the Last Dance for Me”
Wednesday, September 1, 2010


Marlene was taking a nighttime stroll through the zoo one evening when an odd display suddenly caught her attention. The peculiar sight was something she had never seen before, and not wanting to draw attention to the fact that she was observing, she stood off in the distance as she looked on bewildered.

“My, my, Skipper, I never knew u had it in you,” Marlene whispered to herself as she watched Skipper dancing back and fourth, appearing to shuffle to a beat that couldn’t be heard, as the lemurs, baboons, and other penguins surrounded him.

Then suddenly, Skipper shifted from grooving solo to some sort of strange routine with Julien, which involved Skipper seemingly using his talent to attack the lemur.

“A little violent for my taste,” Marlene then commentaar gegeven as Skipper began spinning on his head and kicking Julien in the face with his feet, “but I’m still impressed.”

Not long after, Marlene watched whatever dance performance she had just seen come to an end. It was becoming late, so she thought it best to then return to her habitat for the night.

When she arrived, Marlene sat and thought about what she had seen for a short while. She was quite impressed at the degree of her friend’s hidden talent, and wanted to tell him how awestruck she had become door it. She smiled when she decided she would do just that the volgende morning, then got up to prepare to get ready for bed.

At around 11 a.m. the volgende morning, Marlene strolled over to the penguins’ HQ in hopes of talking to Skipper about his dancing skills. Upon arrival, she found him alone at the tafel, tabel stamping file folders with a big red “CLASSIFIED” stamp.

“Say, Skipper,” she zei as she walked up to him, “I hope I’m not interrupting something important, but could I ask u about something?”

“No, u can’t ask what’s inside these folders,” Skipper replied.

“Um, yeah,” Marlene responded as she rolled her eyes. “Actually, I came to ask u about all that dancing u were doing last night. Why have u never–”

“You saw all that, Marlene?” Skipper inquired. “Well, first of all, it wasn’t the real me doing all that nonsense. u should know that I was temporarily the victim of some of Darla’s magic, though I would describe it meer as a curse.”

“Skipper, I know u believe in some pretty far-out conspiracies, but surely u must know that magic isn’t real,” Marlene responded.

“Is too!” Skipper declared. “Mad at Ring-tail, Darla used her witchcraft -- I mean magic -- to take away his groove, and it accidentally ended up inside of me until I used the skills to force Julien into apologizing to her so the ‘groove’ would verplaats back into him. But I am happy to say that I’m now 100 percent cured of that nightmare.”

“Well, that’s a shame,” Marlene sighed. “I was going to compliment u on your talent. I was even thinking about asking u if u would– Oh, forget it.”

Skipper sensed that Marlene was quite disappointed, so he reached over and put a flipper on her back.

“Go ahead, Marlene,” he said. “You can still ask me what u wanted to.”

Marlene smiled a little, then nervously proceeded with her question.

“I … was wondering, … might u be willing … to dance with … me?” she asked.

“Wait, with me?” Skipper asked. “Just because u saw me dancing last night?”

“Well, that’s not the only reason,” Marlene answered. “I actually like u a little, too.”

Skipper was speechless.

“I’m sorry if I zei something wrong,” Marlene apologized after a few moments went by. “I just–”

But before she could finish her sentence, Skipper pulled her door the paw to the middle of the room, smiled, and began to slowly dance a few steps with the otter.

“Is this anything like how u pictured it?” Skipper asked after they had danced for a minute.

“No, Skipper, it’s better than I could have ever imagined,” Marlene replied. “But what about the magic?”

“Who needs magic when I have you,” Skipper replied.

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Thank u for reading the first of the 30 scenarios that will be part of my project. Two meer samples will be geplaatst here on Fanpop; u may click link to access the volgende one. The 27 others will be only on FanFiction.net, but u can easily access the project there door clicking link.

For those who wanted to read the full outline and explanation of my project, here it is, the same way it is presented on FanFiction.net:


An important message on how to read the stories of this project:

For a while now, I have been a fan of the “Skilene” concept, which, of course, pairs together the characters of Skipper and Marlene. However, my personal style as a fan fiction writer has been to never write stories that directly set the two up together, and to instead portray Skipper and Marlene as really close vrienden who upon occasion just “hint” at the possibility of something more. I have always done so for three principal reasons: first, to keep my writing meer in line with canon; second, to give readers the ability to draw their own conclusions; and third, in order to maintain a degree of “personal continuity” among all of my stories, ensuring that nothing I write conflicts with something else I’ve written. Consequently, no matter how much I may believe that Skipper loves Marlene, putting the words “I love you” in his mouth has never been an option for me. Until now.

No, I have not decided to abandon my precedented writing style; I still believe that Skilene must first have a strong friendship at its foundation. I have, however, decided to exempt this project from my self-imposed limitations on direct Skilene material and continuity. Here’s how this project will be run:

If u are a fan of Skilene, have u ever wondered just exactly how Skipper and Marlene would fall in love? Each dag during the maand of September 2010, I will write and publiceer one short story outlining one possibility of how the two could theoretically get together. In total, there will be 30 of these fictional scenarios in this project, but they will all be independent of each other and of any other thing I have ever written of ever will write. In other words, each story is just one idea of how Skipper and Marlene could have gotten together -- no one scenario is held to a greater of lesser level of truth of fictional validity. Unlike with my two drabble projects, there are no restrictions on the number of words I can use in each story, but they still must be written on the datum I present them as. (I may still think of ideas ahead of time, as long as I don’t write any of the actual stories beforehand.) I will also be publishing each story as an individual chapter and will, unless there are situations preventing me from doing so, publiceer a new chapter each dag for the 30 days of this project.
Rico was nearing Marlene’s habitat when he saw Skipper rushing out of the tunnel.

He didn’t even acknowledge Rico’s presence as the two passed. Lucky for him, for he had feared that his leader would have most likely zei something about the doll under his arm. Rico turned back and watched as Skipper disappeared into the night’s shadows. It was a bit strange, but he decided to ignore this. He was tired, anyway, and wanted nothing meer than to lie down with his doll. Therefore, he turned again and marched into Marlene’s tunnel with a smile across his beak.

The otter’s home pagina was dark...
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“Rise and shine, men!”

Kowalski flung himself from his bunk and landed in front of his leader with stiff posture. Private, however, took his time, as he normally did. To him, this dag wasn’t anything new.

What mission will Skippa assign us? When are we going to eat? Is Julien going to torment us, today?

These were the very same thoughts that coursed through Private’s noggin’ every other day; whereas, Kowalski had other things in mind.

How can I change, today? How can I make this the best dag of my life? How can I toon the team my appreciation for them?

Kowalski was wearing the biggest...
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Well u guys, i wuz on myspace and found out dat da penguins have 4 myspaces... 1 for all of dem n 3 individual ones (private dont got one cuz he too young) its like sooo awesome! if yall wud like to chek it out hol, den here are da linken to all of em!!! enjoy peoples!!!


Penguins of Madagascar (all of them) :
link

Skipper:
link

Kowalski:
link


Rico:
link

To me Kowalski's is da awesomest cuz he spent ALOT of time on his, hol, den Skippers but his dont got info on it and hol, den rico's it has nutin on it really but oh well...dan all together is awesome as well...

KOWALSKI'S MYSPACE RAWWWKKSSS!
[Skipper and Kowalski were locked in an intense game of checkers. Both of the opponents were equally matched. Kowalski was, of course, a genius but Skipper hadn’t made it this far with cheap strategy skills either. Skipper moves his black checker piece, it seemed like a good verplaats to him. He realized that it was the wrong verplaats though, when he heard Kowalski’s laugh of triumph.]
Kowalski: [Smugly] And now it’s time to put my triple flip checker trick to the test
[Kowalski does a series of moves with his red checker piece that were as complex and impossible looking as would be expected...
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“Busted”
June 23, 2014


    After a long dag of training, dealing with Julien, and protecting the zoo, Skipper busied himself on a top-secret solo mission. . . .

    “You think you’re smooth, Hans, but you’re not as smooth as me. Especially not like . . . this!” Skipper zei to the mirror as he held the fake mustache to his beak. He straightened his cowboy hat and shined his sheriff badge. “Now, that’s what I call a rugged Belvidere if I do say so myself.”

    Skipper turned at different angles to the mirror as he admired...
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Breathe Again 04.10.16

“Thanks for this, guys. I really appreciate it,” Max zei as the penguins prepared to leave.

“No problem, Moon Cat,” Skipper replied. “We hope your new home pagina works for you. u know where to find us if u need anything.”

“Just across town,” Max replied affirmatively. “Got it.”

“Let’s head home, boys,” Skipper zei as the four of them climbed into their roze car. Rico pressed on the gas but had to brake suddenly when a busje, van zipped by, heading east.

“Whoa, they’re in a hurry,” Private observed.

“Wasn’t that a news van, Skipper?” Kowalski inquired....
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posted by Mother-of-PoM
Razor padded down the stairs and stared at the young penguin. "Hmm." He lifted him on his back and walked off.

Memory

Private ran around on the heuvel giggling joyfully.

"Private could u come here for a second?" Blue called, shaking his head at the smaller.

Private squealed then ran back and wrapped his flippers around him. "You're warm big brothah."

"Close your eyes."

"Why?"

Blue laughed, "Well it won't be a surprise if I tell you."

Private pouted but shut his eyes. He was certainly surprised feeling his forehead being kissed.

"May u be smiled upon baby brother."

Private opened his eyes. "What was...
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"Is he still in there?" Private asked, pacing in front of the door.

"...ve u Ami." Blue's voice sounded from behind the door.

"You too Blue kins." Ami's voice was next.

Private made a face.

Kiki walked into the main room, "There u are Private!" He came closer to the small bird. "Didn't your brother tell u to stay away from this door?"

Private didn't answer, instead he glared at the door. Kiki raised his brow then put his ear to the door. A few seconden later, he scowled.

"Has a kid to take care of and NOW romance is meer important?" Kiki raced off to his room.

He ripped off the halsketting, ketting he was...
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Light 01.23.15

Marlene laid against the dark, damp soil, nearly losing consciousness. The air was growing heavy, and her breathing was becoming labored. She'd been underground for almost an uur now, and was running out of oxygen. In the pitch black, she'd never felt meer alone.

She and Private had left the zoo for snowcones. But when they got close, a human spotted them and they had to hide in a panic haste. Private sought refuge in a trashcan while Marlene duif into an abandoned vos, fox hole. But the volgende thing she knew, the human ran across it in zoek of her and the vibration caused the loose...
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“No, Mort! u are so stupid-y! u can not just hop right in front of me like that when I am shaking my money-maker!” Julien snapped at the small lemur.

“But I wanted to shake my money-maker, too!” Mort protested.

“No! u do not have a money-maker! Only the king has the maker of the money,” Julien insisted as he dusted off his crown. “Also, I—”

“King Julien!” Maurice interrupted from the sidelines.

“Maurice!” Julien zei angrily. “How dare u interrupt me when I am ranting!”

“Just look!” Maurice zei pointing to the penguins’ habitat across the way.

Julien followed...
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“Hurry! Get him on the table! We’re losing him!” Kowalski commanded as he, Rico, and Private carried their leader into the zoo infirmary.

Rico and Private laid a bruised, scratched-up, and unconscious Skipper on the examination table.

“We’re going to need help!” Kowalski zei setting to work assessing his wounds. “Private, go find some hands!”

“Aye!” Private acknowledged as he leapt from the table. He ran to the chimps’ habitat first.

“Mason! Phil!” he called in a panic.

Mason climbed down from his boom with Phil following close behind.

“What’s the trouble, Private?...
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