Note: This, as you probably already know, is the confirmed name for the Blowhole special that will most likely be the last episode aired. Inspiration for this artigo came from LeonardFan's scenario posted under the 'Final Blowhole Episode título Confirmed' fotografia and Jedipenguin16's mural post on the club. I hope you enjoy it. :)
Skipper walked into the room Kowalski was in. "Kowalski! What are you doing?" He asked, causing Kowalski to nearly jump out of his feathers. He tried to cover up what he was working on por leaning far against the table. "Oh...Hello Skipper. I was just, uh..." Skipper shook his head angrily. "Don't babble! Spit it out soldier! And why are you standing like that?" Skipper asked suspiciously as he examined Kowalski leaning awkwardly over the table. "I'm just, uh, working on a new invention!" Kowalski spat out...a little louder than he intended. Skipper grew suspicious at Kowalski's nervousness. "Kowalski...what are you hiding?" Skipper asked. Kowalski looked around nervously. "Me? What? Pffft! No! I'm not hiding anything! What could possibly make you think such a thing!?" Kowalski asked nervously. Skipper gave him a 'really?' look. He walked over to Kowalski and commanded. "Kowalski...move out of the way." He told him. Kowalski gave him a blank expression...then smiled innocently, as if trying to beg him not to look behind him. "Don't give me those baby blues Kowalski! That's an order." Kowalski sighed and let him pass. As Skipper rounded the mesa, tabela to look at the various papers on Kowalski's desk, Kowalski sat down in a chair and put his face in his flippers.
Skipper began looking at all the fotografias that were on the desk. He picked one up and examined it. It was of Dr. Blowhole swimming in his pond at Coney Island, which confused Skipper. Why would Kowalski be hiding this? Skipper thought. He picked up a document. It was signed por a T. M. Garnell. He skimmed the document...but only a few details stood out to him:
Dropoff Confirmation:
This is to confirm the successful delivery of the new golfinho to Coney Island. Details are the following:
Length: 7' 09"
Weight: About 82 kilos.
Gender: Female
Signature: T. M. Garnell
Skipper set the document down and another picture caught his eye. Dr. Blowhole and Doris were talking and laughing. They seemed to be having a good time. He sighed and looked over at Kowalski, who was trying to hide his tears. He walked over to him and put his flipper on his back and patted him softly. "Hey amigo! It's not the end of the world! So Doris may or may not have a thing with..." He shivered at the thought. "Dr. Blowhole..." He said with a disturbed tone to his voice. He continued. "I'm sure soon you'll forget all about it." Kowalski picked his face up, but he didn't meet Skipper's gaze. "But I amor her..." He said softly. "Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?" Skipper asked him. "I dunno, Skipper. I just wanna be alone..." Skipper gave him a sad smile, then had an idea. He patted Kowalski lightly on the back a couple mais times then left his lab.
"Oh dear...poor Kowalski..." Private said when Skipper told him and Rico the news. " 'oris an' Blowho'e...." Rico said...then gagged at the thought. "Ick, I know. To even think of that psycho having a girlfriend is just..." Skipper shivered once again at the thought. "What are we gonna do Skipper?" Private asked. "Well, young Private, we're gonna have to try to get Kowalski to forget about Doris. Give him other interests." Private and Rico smiled. Then Private's smile faded into concern. "But...how do we do that?" He asked. "Well, any time it looks like Kowalski's sad, or he starts to talk about Doris, we change the subject to take his mind off of it." Rico hacked up some dynamite and smiled psychotically at Skipper. "Kaboom, KABOOM! HAHAHA!" He said looking up at the ceiling like a rock estrela at a sold out concert. Skipper slapped him. "No kaboom! There are many other ways we can get his mind off of Doris. Understood?" Skipper commanded. Rico re-swallowed the dynamite and hung his head in disappointment. He looked up at Skipper with begging eyes. "Las' resor'?" He asked. Skipper rolled his eyes. "Fine. But only at my say so." Rico perked back up slightly.
Just then Kowalski came out of his lab wiping away a few tears. The team immediately went up to him. Private was the first to speak. "Hey Kowalski! Any new ideas for inventions in that noggin of yours?!" He asked happily. "How about we go out for snow cones!" Skipper said enthusiastically. Kowalski rolled his eyes. "I know what you all are doing and I appreciate it but I'm just not in the mood." Kowalski said. "What do ya mean you know what we're doin'? I just wanna get some snow cones with my favorito soldier!"
"HEY!" Private and Rico said simultaneously. Skipper darted a glare at them and mouthed 'Shut up and just go with it!'
"Look Skipper I know you're just trying to get my mind off of Doris." Kowalski told him. "What? No! What makes you think that!?" Skipper asked. "Because I heard your conversation. These walls aren't two feet thick you know." Kowalski told him. "Oh. Well we're just tryin' to help! Not only do I need my men sharp and alert, YOU need to try to get over her." Skipper told him. Kowalski sighed. "Please Kowalski! Let us help you!" Private asked. "Yeah!" Rico exclaimed. "OK. Fine. I'll try." Kowalski told them. Unfortunately for the penguins, King Julien was eavesdropping the whole time and at that moment he jumped down into the penguins habitat. "Hello! Slap happy penguins! I could not help but overhear your little 'love' problem." Julien said as he approached Kowalski. "Ringtail! What are you doing here! Can't you go mind your own business!?" Skipper shouted at Julien with an annoyed tone. "Ah, but this is the business I should be minding! Do you not know that I am an expert with the affairs of the heart?" Julien told them. "Ringtail...Just go!" Skipper commanded. Julien ignored him and looked at Kowalski. "You are going to get over this mammal peixe lady...and I will help! HAHA!" Julien told him. "Why do you wanna help anyway Ringtail?" Skipper asked. "Ugh! Must I be telling you over and over! I am an expert in the affairs of the heart!" Julien told him in an annoyed tone. Skipper rolled his eyes as Kowalski spoke to Julien. "But you don't understand anyway! Do you realize how hard it is to get over someone after you've loved them for so long!?" Kowalski asked. "I haven't loved the peixe lady..." Kowalski slapped his flipper to his forehead. "That's not what I meant!" He muttered. Now Skipper was really upset. Julien had annoyed them enough today. He took his arm and led him out. "Hey! Be letting go of your King! How daring of you!" Julien said, but Skipper had him outside the door and he slammed it in his face.
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Skipper walked into the room Kowalski was in. "Kowalski! What are you doing?" He asked, causing Kowalski to nearly jump out of his feathers. He tried to cover up what he was working on por leaning far against the table. "Oh...Hello Skipper. I was just, uh..." Skipper shook his head angrily. "Don't babble! Spit it out soldier! And why are you standing like that?" Skipper asked suspiciously as he examined Kowalski leaning awkwardly over the table. "I'm just, uh, working on a new invention!" Kowalski spat out...a little louder than he intended. Skipper grew suspicious at Kowalski's nervousness. "Kowalski...what are you hiding?" Skipper asked. Kowalski looked around nervously. "Me? What? Pffft! No! I'm not hiding anything! What could possibly make you think such a thing!?" Kowalski asked nervously. Skipper gave him a 'really?' look. He walked over to Kowalski and commanded. "Kowalski...move out of the way." He told him. Kowalski gave him a blank expression...then smiled innocently, as if trying to beg him not to look behind him. "Don't give me those baby blues Kowalski! That's an order." Kowalski sighed and let him pass. As Skipper rounded the mesa, tabela to look at the various papers on Kowalski's desk, Kowalski sat down in a chair and put his face in his flippers.
Skipper began looking at all the fotografias that were on the desk. He picked one up and examined it. It was of Dr. Blowhole swimming in his pond at Coney Island, which confused Skipper. Why would Kowalski be hiding this? Skipper thought. He picked up a document. It was signed por a T. M. Garnell. He skimmed the document...but only a few details stood out to him:
Dropoff Confirmation:
This is to confirm the successful delivery of the new golfinho to Coney Island. Details are the following:
Length: 7' 09"
Weight: About 82 kilos.
Gender: Female
Signature: T. M. Garnell
Skipper set the document down and another picture caught his eye. Dr. Blowhole and Doris were talking and laughing. They seemed to be having a good time. He sighed and looked over at Kowalski, who was trying to hide his tears. He walked over to him and put his flipper on his back and patted him softly. "Hey amigo! It's not the end of the world! So Doris may or may not have a thing with..." He shivered at the thought. "Dr. Blowhole..." He said with a disturbed tone to his voice. He continued. "I'm sure soon you'll forget all about it." Kowalski picked his face up, but he didn't meet Skipper's gaze. "But I amor her..." He said softly. "Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?" Skipper asked him. "I dunno, Skipper. I just wanna be alone..." Skipper gave him a sad smile, then had an idea. He patted Kowalski lightly on the back a couple mais times then left his lab.
"Oh dear...poor Kowalski..." Private said when Skipper told him and Rico the news. " 'oris an' Blowho'e...." Rico said...then gagged at the thought. "Ick, I know. To even think of that psycho having a girlfriend is just..." Skipper shivered once again at the thought. "What are we gonna do Skipper?" Private asked. "Well, young Private, we're gonna have to try to get Kowalski to forget about Doris. Give him other interests." Private and Rico smiled. Then Private's smile faded into concern. "But...how do we do that?" He asked. "Well, any time it looks like Kowalski's sad, or he starts to talk about Doris, we change the subject to take his mind off of it." Rico hacked up some dynamite and smiled psychotically at Skipper. "Kaboom, KABOOM! HAHAHA!" He said looking up at the ceiling like a rock estrela at a sold out concert. Skipper slapped him. "No kaboom! There are many other ways we can get his mind off of Doris. Understood?" Skipper commanded. Rico re-swallowed the dynamite and hung his head in disappointment. He looked up at Skipper with begging eyes. "Las' resor'?" He asked. Skipper rolled his eyes. "Fine. But only at my say so." Rico perked back up slightly.
Just then Kowalski came out of his lab wiping away a few tears. The team immediately went up to him. Private was the first to speak. "Hey Kowalski! Any new ideas for inventions in that noggin of yours?!" He asked happily. "How about we go out for snow cones!" Skipper said enthusiastically. Kowalski rolled his eyes. "I know what you all are doing and I appreciate it but I'm just not in the mood." Kowalski said. "What do ya mean you know what we're doin'? I just wanna get some snow cones with my favorito soldier!"
"HEY!" Private and Rico said simultaneously. Skipper darted a glare at them and mouthed 'Shut up and just go with it!'
"Look Skipper I know you're just trying to get my mind off of Doris." Kowalski told him. "What? No! What makes you think that!?" Skipper asked. "Because I heard your conversation. These walls aren't two feet thick you know." Kowalski told him. "Oh. Well we're just tryin' to help! Not only do I need my men sharp and alert, YOU need to try to get over her." Skipper told him. Kowalski sighed. "Please Kowalski! Let us help you!" Private asked. "Yeah!" Rico exclaimed. "OK. Fine. I'll try." Kowalski told them. Unfortunately for the penguins, King Julien was eavesdropping the whole time and at that moment he jumped down into the penguins habitat. "Hello! Slap happy penguins! I could not help but overhear your little 'love' problem." Julien said as he approached Kowalski. "Ringtail! What are you doing here! Can't you go mind your own business!?" Skipper shouted at Julien with an annoyed tone. "Ah, but this is the business I should be minding! Do you not know that I am an expert with the affairs of the heart?" Julien told them. "Ringtail...Just go!" Skipper commanded. Julien ignored him and looked at Kowalski. "You are going to get over this mammal peixe lady...and I will help! HAHA!" Julien told him. "Why do you wanna help anyway Ringtail?" Skipper asked. "Ugh! Must I be telling you over and over! I am an expert in the affairs of the heart!" Julien told him in an annoyed tone. Skipper rolled his eyes as Kowalski spoke to Julien. "But you don't understand anyway! Do you realize how hard it is to get over someone after you've loved them for so long!?" Kowalski asked. "I haven't loved the peixe lady..." Kowalski slapped his flipper to his forehead. "That's not what I meant!" He muttered. Now Skipper was really upset. Julien had annoyed them enough today. He took his arm and led him out. "Hey! Be letting go of your King! How daring of you!" Julien said, but Skipper had him outside the door and he slammed it in his face.
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a tribute to pinguim of Madagascar
please comment it my first artical
What us fãs have joined together let no writer rip asunder
pinguim of Madagascar fãs of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
cadastrar-se together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I amor them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live pinguim of Madagascar
You will never be forgotten
please comment it my first artical
What us fãs have joined together let no writer rip asunder
pinguim of Madagascar fãs of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
cadastrar-se together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I amor them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live pinguim of Madagascar
You will never be forgotten
This is my first fã fiction. Hope you enjoy it! Oh, and if you were wondering, this story is told from Johnson's point of view.
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my início could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt or a grocery store. Still, the only good comida I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The mural belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my início could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt or a grocery store. Still, the only good comida I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The mural belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
