Teamwork 04.25.15

Note: This may contain spoilers for the Penguins of Madagascar Movie. I didn’t intend for two in a row, I promise. The inspiration for this came from RC2012’s, Retreat of Rescue (FanFiction.net).

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The North Wind agents had successfully escaped Dave’s submarine and were discretely moving through New York in zoek of a payphone of some other way to contact the NW headquarters, since Dave had taken all their communication devices. Luckily, not many people were around since most had gone to see the arrival of the “found” penguins. Finally, they found one near...

Author's Note: So, have NOT done a blooper in forever! I hope u enjoy it! :D

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Waiting: Take 1

Kowalski: “So, twenty questions?”

Skipper: “Shoot.”

Kowalski: “Is it a person, place, of thing?”

Skipper: “Thing.”

Kowalski: “Is it bigger than a brood box?”

Skipper: “Yes. And no!” >:)

Kowalski: :/

[scene shifts to RICO and BROACHES]

Broach 1: “Deal ‘em, Bromeo.”

Rico: :D *hacks up roach* O_O “That’s not right...”

Everyone: O_o

Broach 1: “Hey, that’s my brother, Steve.”

Steve: *horrified* “The things I have seen...”

Waiting: Take 2

[scene shifts to RICO and...

The stage was all set, and all the people who were involved in the play were getting ready, Phil even had costumes for them all.

Phil: alright....the play will begin in a few minutes, make sure your ready, and I hope u remember your lines!

Everyone was getting thier costumes on as Phil was saying this, Michelle was all ready for the play, so she sat and watched Rico get ready.

Rainshadow: "whispers" hallo Michelle....go talk to Rico...I know u like him.

Michelle then jumped, how did rainshadow know she thought?

Michelle: what?!

Rainshadow: just go. Just start any conversation, oh look he needs...

     Fallout Chapter 2: Following in his Footsteps

Private stepped outside and was greeted door the bright sun. He’s never seen a light so bright before due to the fact he’s lived inside an underground gewelf, kluis all his life. His eyes were able to adjust to the bright sunlight, and as soon as he did he saw the outside world. Wasteland, everything around him was destroyed. Roads, nearby houses, the landscape, everything. Private followed the road, thinking it would lead him to where his father is. As he’s waddling, he can’t help but to look at all the destruction around...

My story begins here: inside a crate, in the back of a van, on the very busy roads of Manhattan. Uncle Nigel told me it was time I moved on, and I could only presume the scribbles on this letter he had gegeven me zei I was going to community college. But alas, no matter how overwhelming this change felt, it was too late now to turn back; the Central Park Zoo was expecting me. It was time to say goodbye to Texas.

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The zookeeper left me alone, atop an icy platform surround door water: the pinguïn habitat.

My tummy growls in hunger very loudly, and I'm sure glad nobody is around to hear...

He was just a pinguïn with a growing depression. Not a word in the world could take the weight of the infliction off his shoulders. He was a pinguïn who just needed to run away and have a good cry. But he wouldn't let that happen. He knew he couldn't. I'm a man.I'm a man. He told himself that so many times. Now he walked, head hanging, shoulders drooped. Here could be found no glory, no spirit of freedom, no lack of affliction. Only the mark of an outcast, the weight of regection and hate were seen. Rain clouds were drawn to him overhead. Slowly raindrops began to fall. Not after long rain...

Just some really weird idea that popped in my head. Most of my ideas are weird, though.
It's probably not going to be that great, since I have no idea where I'm going with this, but it's worth a try!
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Kowalski walked quickly down the cobblestone streets of York. His footsteps seemed to echo loudly off the dreary building that lined the road.
It started to drizzle. Kowalski walked faster, hoping to get home pagina dry.
It was inevitable, however. door the time he got home, he was soaked to the bone and would have been freezing cold, except vampires...

Everybody attacked, but he managed to slip out.
The others continued, not knowing they we're beating each other up

Outside:

Kowalski: I gotta hide! I gotta hide! Huh! Burt's habitat!

Burt: What are u doing here, Maurice? Shouldn't u be pampering your king?

Kowalski: It me! Kowalski!

Burt looks confused.

Kowalski: I'll explain later, but don't let the other know I'm here!

Skipper: Oh, Kowalski?

Kowalski jumps behind a pile of hay.

Skipper: Burt, do u know where Kowalski is?

Burt: Sure! He's right there!(Points to Maurice in Kowalski's body)

Skipper: No! We swapped bodies. That's Maurice!

Burt: Oh!...

Skipper, the fearsome leader of the penguins had decided to take a short walk before sunrise. It was super dark outside, usually the time the Leonard was awake. But sometimes he ran into the beautiful otter Marlene, who offered to take a walk with him. As always, he though about it, coming to the conclusion of "yes." But something strange had happened one dag when they were walking.

"Hello Penguin!" King Julien zei swinging down from the boom and placing himself between the two. "Hello beautiful lady."

"Oh hi Julien!" The always smiling Marlene greeted. "Me and Skipper were just taking a walk."...

And u thought I gave up on this story.
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RICO

Once Rico had found his way onto the boat, he knew he had to hide from the human. He remembered his mother's advice, "When hiding from predators do something they can't do."
Since humans can seem to do anything, this seemed impossible. But, Rico had come this far, he wasn't turning back. He thought really hard, then he remembered, humans can't fly! 
Penguins couldn't fly, either. Was there even a chance? Rico thought of meer of his mothers advice, "Humans see the world less detailed, so hide in complicated...

Arlene: Take 1

Marlene: "Hey, guys!"

*penguins turn to look at her*

Kowalski: "Great balls of fire!"

Marlene: "You will never believe this--"

Skipper: *drops wrench on foot* "OW! Stupid...wrench!" *looks at Marlene* "Uh, I mean...I'm fine. That didn't hurt at all..."

Marlene: "Really? I hadn't noticed..." *looks away*

Skipper: *clenches foot & begins hopping up & down*

Marlene: *looks back at him*

Skipper: *abruptly stops & begins whistling*

Marlene: T_T

Arlene: Take 2

Kowalski: "There is only one explanation for this...our zoo is now home pagina to an Arctic mink!"

Marlene: "What?"

Kowalski: *starts...

A normal dag at the CPZ, the penguins are going through their normal morning routine when the Alice alarm goes off suddenly. They all run up topside to see her carrying a large crate.

To the man on the walkie-talkie she says, “Yeah we’re hoping that this female will mate with one of the males.” Alice put the krat down and walked away.

From inside the crate, they all heard a mumble, “Mate my ass. What am I, a prostitute?” It was a pretty female voice.

Skipper examined the krat and said, “Kowalski, options.” Kowalski flipped through his notebook and looked over his options he planned...

It was a normal evening in the pinguïn HQ. Kowalski, Rico, and Skipper were playing cards, David's designing a new racecar via sketch, I'm listening to music, and Mastique and Jessica are practicing combat training.
Mastique: Don't forget to pleay, Jessica.
Jessica: Don't worry, Mom.
S: Got any Eights?
R: Awww! (hands cards over)
K: Go fish. (there's some muziek coming from topside)
Me: What? (takes off ear bud) Is that a piano?
K: The sound of a piano, yes.
Me: I know that. Sounds like a familiar song and it's coming from topside.
S: Well, we should check it out. For all we know, it could be a bomb...

K:lets see.....12 and 23....35° north-west
S:(pops out of nowhere wich causes kowalski to be frighten)So what are u for a trail Kowalski?
K:SKIPPER! I....uh....am on the trail of...so the atlantic currents and the migration of the marine mammals....that it would be possible..that a certain dolfijn is on the coast before New york at a few hours
S:(spits out his vis coffee)DR.BLOWHOLE! u crazy genie,kowalski! MAY START THE PARRY!>:D(brings rico and private)
Far too long already has the upper fin had Dr.blowhole!
K:Uh skipper...well...
S:(goes on with talking and ignores kowalski)but now we...

as marlene went back to her home pagina to get ready julion comes.
julion:why heloo to u newcomer my name is king julion lord of the lemers ruler of the ringtails etc etc etc whom might u be?
marlene:my name is arlene.
julion:well since a dance wicth me your king will be hosting I was hoping if you'd be the one to dance with me?
marlene:I'm going with skipper so no thanks.
at midnight the dance had begin.
julion:I still haven't got one who will dance with me.
maurice:ok any gal who does not have a boy to dance with plz step forword.
no gal steps up(bekay and stacy are fighting over privete and marlene...

It was a warm, sunny day. Skipper, Rico, Kowalski and Private had spent two hours in the Central Park, fishing, training and playing volleyball. They were now heading towards their HQ. Skipper and Private where carrying a wooden basket with some rests of their food supply, while Rico was holding a yellow blanket wrapped over his shoulder. Kowalski was stamping quietly door and scribbling something passionately on his notepad without even paying attention to where was he going.
"Kowalskiiii!" remarked Skipper without turning his head. "What exactly did I tell u about minding your steps? u should...

Skipper bolted into Marlene’s habitat, not even stopping to check if she was in there.

“Marlene I…need…to…talk….to you” He zei in-between breaths. He had run all the way from the other side of the zoo faster than he ever had before.

He surveyed the area and saw no signs of Marlene. As his breath finally caught up with him he realized he was alone inside Marlene’s home.

“Marlene?” a confused Skipper asked. He spun around quickly and waddled towards the entrance, “Marlene u there?”

As he was about to exit the cave a brown Asian otter jumped from above the entrance and landed...

Private stirred quietly on the tafel, tabel he was lying on, his eyes lids slowly lifting, allowing light to pour into his pupils. He searched around the HQ for a moment and saw Kowalski sitting down reading the newest edition of Science Magazine, writing furiously as he read.

Rico and Skipper were no where to be found.

Finally the pain from his wounds hit him like a ton of bricks.

His head began to throb. He placed his good flipper on his head and let out a soft moan, “Oww…my head.”

Kowalski quickly snapped his attention to the young penguin. “Private? You’re awake! Don’t try and verplaats much,...

Kowalski slowly opened his eyes, blinking twice to bring his vision into focus. He let a yawn escape from his mouth, stretching as he did so. Something didn’t feel right to Kowalski this morning, like something was missing.

Finally it hit him; he had not been woken up door Skipper’s demanding voice this morning. He slipped out of bed and quickly turned around to see if Skipper had ever made it back to the HQ last night. Unsurprisingly to Kowalski he found Skipper’s bunk empty. A small grin found its way to Kowalski’s face; he knew exactly where Skipper was.

But that wasn’t important right...

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...