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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.
posted by Aquade
Author's Note: Happy New Year! Here's the volgende chapter!

For the seconde time that day, I woke up –this time with the smell of sardines. Private’s face was hovering close by, and that was the first thing I saw. “He’s awake!” Private yelled.

I held a flipper to my head and groaned. “Remind me not to spin my head like that again,” I said.

Rico smiled at me. He zei something I didn’t understand. “Sorry,” I said. “What did u say?”

Private translated. “He says that you’ll get well soon.”

I glanced at Rico. He nodded in confirmation. Kowalski waddled over. “Perhaps...
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Monday
The three penguins lined up in front of their leader. “Mission, sir?” asked Kowalski, saluting.
“Right,” replied his commander. “Years ago, I received a call of help from our cousins the turkeys.”
“The turkeys are our cousins?” repeated Private.
“Yes.”
Private’s face grew worried. “So our cousins are being butchered as we speak?”
Rico’s face, on the other hand, was disturbingly dreamy. Ignoring the look on Rico’s face, Skipper continued. “Like a fool, I turned it down.”
“Isn’t it breaking the pinguïn code?” asked Kowalski.
Skipper glared at him....
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    For a long while, Kowalski traveled in the dark. The only way he could see anything was because of the gentle moonlight and Aurora Borealis dancing across the sky. He persisted through the snow, fighting against the wind. The cold pinched at his face and made it difficult to keep his eyes open. Finally, he assumed that it’d be best to just stop and get some rest.

    Without much option on a place to sleep, he just stopped where he was and laid his spare handschoen down. Feet first, he climbed inside the handschoen until his head was inside. The insulated...
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posted by spmana123
It was a typical dag in the zoo....skipper and the others were enjoying there dag so far....private was trying to be extra cute today to toon skipper he could be meer cute then he ever could before....

Private: am I Bieng EXTRA cute today skipper?

Skipper:"sigh" yes private...we all know your the cutest....

Rico and kowalski just sighed as they were waving to the people....

Ding...ding.....the klok, bell had rung...it was closing time..the penguins all did thier final wave as the customers left....they all were just about to go down to thier lair and call it a day...when Marlene jumped into thier lair....with...
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posted by Flummy
I've written that story a longer time geleden and I am from Germany so the story is German. I can't speak of write English well enough to translate it.
I hope some of u can read a little German.

Es war ein sonniger Tag, die Pinguine schlürften ihren Fischsud und Marlene sonnte sich auf ihrem Felsen. King Julien beschwerte sich mal wieder über hol, den smoothie von Maurice. Alice sprach durch ihr Handy mit einem Lieferanten, der gerade einen LKW Richtung Central Park Zoo steuerte. Ein neues Tier sollte in hol, den Zoo kommen. Die Pinguine hörten mit und redeten darüber, dass es eine Unverschämtheit...
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It was lunchtime....private went to his locker and grabbed his lunch and went to the cafeteria....he opened the door and saw 100s of animals eating lunch...he was nervous..he had no one to sit with...he slowly walked inside and looked around for that pinguïn who helped him in the hallway earlier... Kowalski was it..? But had no luck...he decided to sit down all door himself....he opened up his Baggie of vis and begun to eat... Suddenly out of nowhere....a young pinguïn came up and sat with him...,he looked a little taller then private...

??: do u want me to sit with you...?

Private looked up...
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skipper couldn't help but feel akward at the movies, so instead of focusing on marlene, his date, he focused on everyone elses, Kowalski and doris were admiring the gadgets on screen "hmmm, that's a genius idea, freeze straal, ray opera glasses, I must try that" "oh don't be so modest Kowalski, your vis jetpack could trump that" "doris that's very flattering....", private and Angelina, a skinny pigeon with Brooklyn accent (weird, skipper had never thought private would get an american girlfriend) were spotting every single land mark in the background of the movie, "and that's big ben, tower bridge,...
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Author's Note: I was planning on publishing a chapter every four days, but I'm unsure when and if I'll be on tomorrow. So, I decided to post this today. However, the rest of the chapters will remain on schedule.

♦ ♦ ♦

    The week had finally passed. Days seemed to go door longer for some reason. Lorrie had Kowalski in a small cage and was carrying him to the boat. Preston was coming with her as far as Manhattan, then he was going back to Antarctica. Once they boarded, Preston led her to her cabine as he carried her luggage. The sun was shining brightly over the horizon...
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*Few years later, The Danish army with Skipper got many victory in the battle of New World... he never thought he will be there to celebrate the victory knowing if his past really un-supported... that was changed his life. But time door time, Skipper started to forget his old best friend, Manfredi Ivan and Johnson Davis and all of them finally united again in one mission... but everything u took in the morning must be back in the night. But then, un-strange man will bring Skipper's relativity died one door one... his bestfriends, his teacher, his leader... soon. And his past will be back once...
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Remember, in this chapter, Kowalski is a little chick, enjoy! :D
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The scientist returned to his lab in the U.S.A. and was planning to study Kowalski.

"I'll start on u later" he zei leaving his lab for the night.

Kowalski sat there, in a cage, in the dark, and not in Antarctica. Like any child, he was frightened. He thought of his parents, his brothers and vrienden back at home, well, his parents and vrienden were back home.

He was bored, he saw some boeken about science and math, and tried his best to reach them.

He tried to get out of his cage, but that hurt because...
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posted by queenpalm
The penguins stepped into the moonlight. The wolves howled. Ru screamed, but Urka covered her beak.
"Where is it?" Urka asked.
"Follow us," Rica said. 
The penguins got across the brook and scaled a tree. They made their way over the treetops. Kowalski fell 3 times, and Ru had to pull him back up.
"Here it is," Rica said. They looked down on the ground, and there was the blue light, it seemed to be coming out of nowhere.
"Is it safe?" Urka asked.
"Um, yah, du!" Kowalski said, very unsurely.
Just then, a series of howling startled them. A large pack of wolves walked through the trees. Their growling...
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posted by queenpalm
This is just a little something I decided to write for mother's day. I should be finishing it, but don't count on it.

As always, Skipper called Father's dag a dag off. It wasn't his fault he had to, it was Rico's. He would always stay in his bunk on that holiday. To the other's, it was a good time to take a dag off. It was their opertunity to visit family of just have a free day.
This Father's dag was different, though. It was Johnson's first jaar back, and no one was going out anywhere. Ivy and Private were simply going to write a letter to Uncle Nigel, with Johnson's help. Skipper and Kowalski...
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posted by Number1SkippFan
hallo this is my first fanfic so plz no hate! :)

I took a deep breath, and thought this was it

"I think I have a crush on Skipper" I zei nervously

Marlene just stared at me shocked

"But I always had a little crush on him too!" she said

I couldn't believe it, my first crush, and somebody else likes him. I didn't know what to say, so we both stared at each other in shock

"Um...so what do we do now?" I asked her

"I have no idea" she replied

"Wait didn't he think u were some sort of spy at first?" Marlene asked me

"Yeah, and I think he still does" I said

"Classic Skipper" she zei smirking

"He still does...
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Enjoy (Note: No penguins were harmed during this story.)
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After lots of walking, we found ourselves in a room, with red stains on the wall.

"Damn, where are we now?" I zei as I limped over to a pole which I leaned on.

Something of someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up. Skipper!

"Hello." Skipper said, as he hugged me and Kowalski with warm smiles. Then his smile faded when he saw my foot. (That was cut off.)

"It's a long story." I assured him. He nodded slowly. Then he led us to a small uithangbord were, Rico and Private were sitting.

They smiled....
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The buzzer sounded.

Penguins of many ages sprinted vooruit, voorwaarts through the obstacle course. Their adrenaline coursed through their veins and they weaved around each other, most of them belly-sliding. Snow was flung into the air behind each of them as they raced to the end. Freezing cold air whipped past their faces and nipped at their cheeks. Finally, the course opened into a clearing and the penguins went into their designated sections.

Most were out of breath and their heads thumped with each pound of their heart. Subject 61 waited patiently in line for his evaluation. He'd been in this program...
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posted by peacebaby7
    Snow covered all of New York, and snow was still drifting. The young children in Central Park anticipated the upcoming holiday…CHRISTMAS!!! Meanwhile the zoo animals were getting the zoo ready for Kidsmas. Skipper and Kowalski were walking through the habitats, Skipper making sure everything was running smoothly. Kowalski was taking notes on the progress being made.

    “How we looking Kowalski?”

    “We’re progressing pretty quickly this year.”

    “Perfecto. How are we on getting that tree?”

    “Bada...
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posted by SuperRico
Random things in PoM comedy

(these happen when I'm spying on them)

* Marlene and Skipper are in a room together*

Marlene: So, Skipper I was wondering if you, um-

Skipper: *burp*

Marlene: *not amused face*

Me: *to myself* Now that's true love. :)


* Kowalski and Private are in the HQ* * Kowalski is trying to explain something to Private*

Kowalski: And that's Murphy's law.

Private: Who's Murphy? 

Me: Hehe


* switch to dumb Kowalski* * Private is talking to dumb Kowalski*

Private: Come on Kowalski, u must still have some smart still in you!

Kowalski: Because I hate, drumroll please,

Private: *sigh*

Kowalski:...
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posted by xDark_Angelx
Hey, guys. When I get bored, recently, I find myself writing songs based on stuff that I enjoy, such as the Penguins of Madagascar. While not totally related, it's pretty obvious it can be related somehow if you're a fanguin; they can tell who can be thought of while reading this.

This is seconde rough draft to this. If anyone has any ideas to make this better (better rhymes for certain phrases, of simply a better way to phrase a line), feel free to let me know. I normally never really wrote songs, so this is new.

And since I have no clue how to get instruments for songs (I don't do any instruments,...
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The volgende morning, they woke up realizing that Eve had turned on her other side. She was resting her head in his chest, and Skipper had a firm hold around her. They got to their feet and pressed on. They walked close to each other since the temperature was now -27⁰F. They tried to keep warm.

About three hours later, they came to the coast. “How are we going to get across the ocean Skipper? We can’t swim in this water.” Eve pointed out. Skipper spotted a boot far off to their right. “This way. We’re gonna commandeer that boat.” They sprinted in that direction, and while no one was...
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Chapter 1: Schemes and Possesions

Seven years later...

"Private..."the vision called out. Private turned around to see nothing. "Private, I'm over here."the vision called out. Private took a step forward. "No over here."the vision said. Private turned around to see Henry who was 77. "Who are you?"Private fearfully asked. "I am your ascendant. I have to tell u that the time has come."Henry said. "For what?"Private fearfully asked. "To pick the chosen one of course. Tomorrow, your Uncle Nigel will be coming for something. Your eleventh birthday is today. Right?"Henry asked. Private fearfully...
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