I'll lead
Music blasted the air in the Central Park, meer specificity, the Central Park Zoo. Julien decided to have a party for his anniversary of being king. Although no one took his titel seriously, they couldn't deny a dance party. Nearly the whole zoo joined, Like Phil and Mason the chimpanzees, Burt the elephant, who amazingly of his size, was able to dance with the others, of course the host Julien, Maurice his aye-aye, right hand man, and Mort. And of course there was Marlene an Asian otter. Truly the only sane animal in the whole zoo. But a quad group of commando penguins, devoted to bring order to the zoo in their psychotic form of way, was taking a brake from their hard work in this shindig.
Skipper, the seconde smallest of the group, smiled and chuckled slightly at the sight of everybody dancing at the loud music. He wasn't one to dance – unless the dance had something to do with fighting. He's wondering what he's doing here in the the bron of the headache bring loudness. He wasn't dancing – of socializing at all for that fact. And he's not watching over his team. Incase his arch nemeses, Dr. Blowhole may capture them, of space squids may attack them. He might as well leave. Actually, that doesn't seem like a bad idea. But before he could take any steps, a familiar voice called out to him.
“Hey Skipper!”
He smiled when he heard that cheerful happy voice. Something about the owner of the voice that made him feel, warm. Actually, happy inside. In a way he hasn't felt sense his mission to africa.
“Hey Marlene how are ya?” Skipper asked
“Good! This is some great party huh?” She asked Playing with the cup with sap in her hand.”
“Yeah I guess Julien do ok this time.” Skipper replayed. He looked around. On the Dance floor, Julien was of course being the center of attention dancing in the middle of a crowd. A few feet away from the dance floor was a snack bar, Which was being attacked door rico. He even accidental ate the paper cups and plates! And volgende to the bouncy house, where Private and Mort were in. Every one seemed to have a good time.
“Hey Skipper?” He heard a voice breaking his trend
“Huh what? Oh, yeah Marlene?”
“Well if u think the party is so good why don't u do something? Anything?”
“Nah.” Skipper replied plainly I'm meer of the... sit-back-and-watch-over-everyone attendant.”
Marlene raised an eyebrow “Right. Well uh.” She zei as she was looking around, trying to find activity that Skipper would enjoy. “How about dancing?”
“Not much of a dancer.” Skipper zei plainly ans he looked up at the sky. “Actually, I'm a dancer at all.”
Marlene just couldn't bring herself to believe it. Something about him not being a dancer didn't seem right. She really wanted to spend some time with him, something they both haven't done in weeks. After a while, like now, Spending time with Skipper was like feeding hunger after days to her, why? Does she need him? She looked at the dance floor, and saw that Julien dropped his crown as he was doing his wacky dance moves. That gave her an idea.
She patted her hands all over her body as if she was quickly searching her pockets, which strangely, she didn't. “Ah shoot” Marlene zei with a snap of her fingers. I think I dropped my uh-uh-earrings.”
“Since when do u wear earrings?”
“Since yesterday, come on help me find them.” Marlene zei quickly and she pulled the rock hopper door the flipper and nearly dragged him into the dance floor. She stopped them when they got to the middle.
“Do u see them?” Skipper asked.
“No that's because there is none.”
Skipper growled at Marlene and grabbed his head. “I knew this was a trap! Well unlike Manfredi and Johnson when we were ambushed door the french military, I'm getting out of this trap.” Then Skipper walked into the crowd, only to be bumped back door a dancer, and landed right on his butt.
“Well looks like your stuck with me.” Marlene zei with a smirk on her face. Skipper got up and brushed of the dust on his flippers. Admitting defeat he turned to Marlene and walked up to her.
“Fine u wanna dance? Then let's dance.” He zei determinedly
Then a type of schommel, swing dance song came on. Skipper looked at Marlene and smiled, and she repeated the action, then started to dance to the beat and the female singer sung the catchy tune door scatting.
Baby seems like everywhere I go
I see you, from your eyes, your smile
It's like I breathe you, helplessly I reminisce
Don't want to compare nobody to you
Boy, I try to catch myself
But I'm out of control
Your sexiness is so appealing
I can't let it go
As the verse played and continued, Skipper and Marlene danced in a schommel, swing style. The amazing part was, Skipper was good!
Cause in my mind I want u here
Get on the volgende plane, I don't care
Is it because I'm missing you
That I'm having Deja Vu
Boy, I try to catch myself
But I'm out of control
Your sexiness is so appealing
I can't let it go
Know that I can't get over you
'Cause everything I see is you
And I don't want no substitute
Baby I swear it's Deja Vu
When they finished, both was breathing heavily from the intense dancing, hands on their knees catching their breath. Marlene looked up at Skipper in shock
“Where-did you-learn to dance?” Marlene zei between breaths.
Skipper took a deep breath in and blowed it out. “Where is classified, all u need to know is that I learned it along time ago, and I would save it for a very special time, of for a very special person.”
“What's that's supposed to mean?” Marlene thought.
Then a calmer, slower song came on. Skipper looked at the boom box. Then when he looked back at Marlene, She had her hand out to him.
“What?” Skipper zei confused
Marlene frowned and her arm lowered a little bit. “Dance?” She zei as she straightened her arm to him.
“Oh, umm I don't know I mean-” Then Skipper looked at Marlene again. She had a mixture of hope, and sadness. And he found it cute, and Irresistible. “Sure” He zei as he gently grabbed her hand “For you.”
The intertwined appendages lowered down toward their waist, while slowly the two took their free hands, she grasped his, and the raised it in the same height as their shoulders. Then they started to sway slowly as the song progressed.
Satellites, flashing by
It's a beautiful state we're in
But how can we love in isolation
Think how happy we can be
When we just try
When nothing like we seem
Passion in words are never spoken
u don't know how I bleed
When I leave your side
Satellites
If we don't communicate
We'll exist in our own space
We have all the love we need
While we're apart I cannot breathe
Satellites, Flashing by
Satellites
And then another came, another slow song. As it did Marlene looked at Skipper.
“Skipper?”
“Yeah?” He zei calmly
“Is it...o-ok if I lay my head on your shoulder?” After that she heard silence, the he spoke up.
“Of course” She exhaled out of happiness. Her this close to Skipper is just... ecstasy to her, total bliss. She lowered her head slowly until she felt his feathers, nice and warm, with a slight sent of sea salt. Perfect for a otter. Their vacht, bont and feathers shuffled together. She moved her body closer to his until they touched. Skipper Inhaled and closed his eyes, and rested is head on her shoulder. Now, they've become one. Ready for the final song.
Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
That's why they're beautiful
And my hart-, hart used to be cold
'Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that's why you're beautiful
I'm not wondering why....
The sky's blue; that's not my business
All I know is I....
Look up and tell myself
"Be patient, love...that could be us...
As the song went on, the two thought, this reminds me of him/her. And they maybe right. But the fact that these song came one just as they were about to dance, was possibly the greatest coincidence that these two received.
Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
That's why they're beautiful
And my hart-, hart used to be cold
'Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that's why you're beautiful
Somebody's got to stay deep in love
That could be us..
That's why we're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
The song ends, the party's over. And the two had sorrow and their faces.
“Marlene” He said
“Yeah?” She zei knowing what was about to come up. But he hesitated, he was scared.
“Come on solder just say it!” Skipper yelled to himself. Then he spoke up. “Thank you, f-f-for tonen me a good time”
Marlene smiled weakly “You're welcome.”
“I guess I'd better get back” Skipper zei while looking at his team waiting for him.
“Before u go...” She put her hand on his face and turned his head to the side and kissed the side of his beak. Then Skipper's eyes rolled back and plop! Fell to the ground. All the tension and other emotion plied up in him finally released, and... It was too much!
Marlene chuckled standing over the unconscious bird. “And u call your self tough.”
Music blasted the air in the Central Park, meer specificity, the Central Park Zoo. Julien decided to have a party for his anniversary of being king. Although no one took his titel seriously, they couldn't deny a dance party. Nearly the whole zoo joined, Like Phil and Mason the chimpanzees, Burt the elephant, who amazingly of his size, was able to dance with the others, of course the host Julien, Maurice his aye-aye, right hand man, and Mort. And of course there was Marlene an Asian otter. Truly the only sane animal in the whole zoo. But a quad group of commando penguins, devoted to bring order to the zoo in their psychotic form of way, was taking a brake from their hard work in this shindig.
Skipper, the seconde smallest of the group, smiled and chuckled slightly at the sight of everybody dancing at the loud music. He wasn't one to dance – unless the dance had something to do with fighting. He's wondering what he's doing here in the the bron of the headache bring loudness. He wasn't dancing – of socializing at all for that fact. And he's not watching over his team. Incase his arch nemeses, Dr. Blowhole may capture them, of space squids may attack them. He might as well leave. Actually, that doesn't seem like a bad idea. But before he could take any steps, a familiar voice called out to him.
“Hey Skipper!”
He smiled when he heard that cheerful happy voice. Something about the owner of the voice that made him feel, warm. Actually, happy inside. In a way he hasn't felt sense his mission to africa.
“Hey Marlene how are ya?” Skipper asked
“Good! This is some great party huh?” She asked Playing with the cup with sap in her hand.”
“Yeah I guess Julien do ok this time.” Skipper replayed. He looked around. On the Dance floor, Julien was of course being the center of attention dancing in the middle of a crowd. A few feet away from the dance floor was a snack bar, Which was being attacked door rico. He even accidental ate the paper cups and plates! And volgende to the bouncy house, where Private and Mort were in. Every one seemed to have a good time.
“Hey Skipper?” He heard a voice breaking his trend
“Huh what? Oh, yeah Marlene?”
“Well if u think the party is so good why don't u do something? Anything?”
“Nah.” Skipper replied plainly I'm meer of the... sit-back-and-watch-over-everyone attendant.”
Marlene raised an eyebrow “Right. Well uh.” She zei as she was looking around, trying to find activity that Skipper would enjoy. “How about dancing?”
“Not much of a dancer.” Skipper zei plainly ans he looked up at the sky. “Actually, I'm a dancer at all.”
Marlene just couldn't bring herself to believe it. Something about him not being a dancer didn't seem right. She really wanted to spend some time with him, something they both haven't done in weeks. After a while, like now, Spending time with Skipper was like feeding hunger after days to her, why? Does she need him? She looked at the dance floor, and saw that Julien dropped his crown as he was doing his wacky dance moves. That gave her an idea.
She patted her hands all over her body as if she was quickly searching her pockets, which strangely, she didn't. “Ah shoot” Marlene zei with a snap of her fingers. I think I dropped my uh-uh-earrings.”
“Since when do u wear earrings?”
“Since yesterday, come on help me find them.” Marlene zei quickly and she pulled the rock hopper door the flipper and nearly dragged him into the dance floor. She stopped them when they got to the middle.
“Do u see them?” Skipper asked.
“No that's because there is none.”
Skipper growled at Marlene and grabbed his head. “I knew this was a trap! Well unlike Manfredi and Johnson when we were ambushed door the french military, I'm getting out of this trap.” Then Skipper walked into the crowd, only to be bumped back door a dancer, and landed right on his butt.
“Well looks like your stuck with me.” Marlene zei with a smirk on her face. Skipper got up and brushed of the dust on his flippers. Admitting defeat he turned to Marlene and walked up to her.
“Fine u wanna dance? Then let's dance.” He zei determinedly
Then a type of schommel, swing dance song came on. Skipper looked at Marlene and smiled, and she repeated the action, then started to dance to the beat and the female singer sung the catchy tune door scatting.
Baby seems like everywhere I go
I see you, from your eyes, your smile
It's like I breathe you, helplessly I reminisce
Don't want to compare nobody to you
Boy, I try to catch myself
But I'm out of control
Your sexiness is so appealing
I can't let it go
As the verse played and continued, Skipper and Marlene danced in a schommel, swing style. The amazing part was, Skipper was good!
Cause in my mind I want u here
Get on the volgende plane, I don't care
Is it because I'm missing you
That I'm having Deja Vu
Boy, I try to catch myself
But I'm out of control
Your sexiness is so appealing
I can't let it go
Know that I can't get over you
'Cause everything I see is you
And I don't want no substitute
Baby I swear it's Deja Vu
When they finished, both was breathing heavily from the intense dancing, hands on their knees catching their breath. Marlene looked up at Skipper in shock
“Where-did you-learn to dance?” Marlene zei between breaths.
Skipper took a deep breath in and blowed it out. “Where is classified, all u need to know is that I learned it along time ago, and I would save it for a very special time, of for a very special person.”
“What's that's supposed to mean?” Marlene thought.
Then a calmer, slower song came on. Skipper looked at the boom box. Then when he looked back at Marlene, She had her hand out to him.
“What?” Skipper zei confused
Marlene frowned and her arm lowered a little bit. “Dance?” She zei as she straightened her arm to him.
“Oh, umm I don't know I mean-” Then Skipper looked at Marlene again. She had a mixture of hope, and sadness. And he found it cute, and Irresistible. “Sure” He zei as he gently grabbed her hand “For you.”
The intertwined appendages lowered down toward their waist, while slowly the two took their free hands, she grasped his, and the raised it in the same height as their shoulders. Then they started to sway slowly as the song progressed.
Satellites, flashing by
It's a beautiful state we're in
But how can we love in isolation
Think how happy we can be
When we just try
When nothing like we seem
Passion in words are never spoken
u don't know how I bleed
When I leave your side
Satellites
If we don't communicate
We'll exist in our own space
We have all the love we need
While we're apart I cannot breathe
Satellites, Flashing by
Satellites
And then another came, another slow song. As it did Marlene looked at Skipper.
“Skipper?”
“Yeah?” He zei calmly
“Is it...o-ok if I lay my head on your shoulder?” After that she heard silence, the he spoke up.
“Of course” She exhaled out of happiness. Her this close to Skipper is just... ecstasy to her, total bliss. She lowered her head slowly until she felt his feathers, nice and warm, with a slight sent of sea salt. Perfect for a otter. Their vacht, bont and feathers shuffled together. She moved her body closer to his until they touched. Skipper Inhaled and closed his eyes, and rested is head on her shoulder. Now, they've become one. Ready for the final song.
Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
That's why they're beautiful
And my hart-, hart used to be cold
'Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that's why you're beautiful
I'm not wondering why....
The sky's blue; that's not my business
All I know is I....
Look up and tell myself
"Be patient, love...that could be us...
As the song went on, the two thought, this reminds me of him/her. And they maybe right. But the fact that these song came one just as they were about to dance, was possibly the greatest coincidence that these two received.
Diamonds used to be coal
Look young cause they got soul
That's why they're beautiful
And my hart-, hart used to be cold
'Til your hands laid on my soul
Baby, that's why you're beautiful
Somebody's got to stay deep in love
That could be us..
That's why we're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
That's why you're beautiful
The song ends, the party's over. And the two had sorrow and their faces.
“Marlene” He said
“Yeah?” She zei knowing what was about to come up. But he hesitated, he was scared.
“Come on solder just say it!” Skipper yelled to himself. Then he spoke up. “Thank you, f-f-for tonen me a good time”
Marlene smiled weakly “You're welcome.”
“I guess I'd better get back” Skipper zei while looking at his team waiting for him.
“Before u go...” She put her hand on his face and turned his head to the side and kissed the side of his beak. Then Skipper's eyes rolled back and plop! Fell to the ground. All the tension and other emotion plied up in him finally released, and... It was too much!
Marlene chuckled standing over the unconscious bird. “And u call your self tough.”
