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Note: This is the fanfiction I'll be composição literária between Part 2 & 3 of a fanfiction I'm composição literária now. Please enjoy. :)

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Okay…so how do I do this? I know nothing about breaking through a shell. I hear voices on the other side, concerned voices. I guess I was supposed to hatch three days ago. Well what do they expect? It’s not like I make a living out of breaking through shells. It’s not like these things come with instruction manuals, not that I could read it anyway. I tried pushing at the sides with my tiny flippers…nothing. How do other hatchlings do this? I’m getting kind of lonesome in here. I'm a little hungry too. Whoa! Whoa! What’s happening?

“Come on baby, come on out.” Adam said picking up the egg and cradling it in his flippers. “Are you sure we can’t help him out doctor?”

“No, he needs to come out on his own. It helps it stay strong.”

Adam sighed. The doctor took a couple of steps closer to him. He said slowly and sorrowfully, “Maybe it’s time to admit…that he isn’t going to hatch.” Adam looked down at the egg, not wanting to believe that his unhatched son was never going to see the world. “I’m just saying; it’s been three days. Maybe it’s time to let go.”

Tears welling up in his eyes, he sorrowfully handed the egg to the doctor. He buried his face in his flippers, not knowing what to tell his wife when she returned.

Okay! Whoever is jostling me around needs to stop! I’m getting dizzy! I began elbowing the sides of my shell with excessive force. I hear cracking…

Just before the doctor reached the door he felt the rustling in the egg and he began to hear cracking. He stared at it in disbelief for a moment, then turned and said, “Wait! I think he’s hatching!”

Adam perked up. The doctor brought the egg back and set it in the pile of blankets and the two of them watched in shock and awe as the side of the small egg broke open. They were even mais surprised to see the tiny penguins’ flipper break through rather than the beak. Finally the young hatchling poked his head through, shielding his eyes from the light. Adam stepped progressivo, para a frente to pick him up, but the doctor stopped him. “No, let him get out on his own. When they hatch late, it’s important for them to start on their own.”

The young pinguim pushed and stumbled out of his shell. Despite his late birth, he seemed to be a strong, healthy hatchling. He slowly shuffled progressivo, para a frente a couple of steps and tripped on a fold of blanket, causing him to fall face-forward into the snow. Once again, Adam bent over to help him, but the doctor stopped him. “Just wait. Give him a chance to try to come to you.”

Adam took a couple of small steps back and bent down slightly, flippers extended. “Come here, son.”

The hatchling pushed himself to his feet and shook snow out of his tiny feathers. He continued to shuffle through the snow. “That’s right son, come here and get warm.” The little pinguim trailed through the snow until he met his father and was tucked seguro and warm in his incubation patch. The doctor took out his stethoscope and listened to the hatchlings’ heart. “It’s beating strong and even. I don’t think you have to worry about anything. But I’d take caution. Life expectancy isn’t very long for late hatchlings.”

“He’ll be fine.” Adam said, not wanting to believe his son may die. “But doctor, you’re the only other one that knows about this delay. I hope we can keep it that way?”

The doctor nodded. “Of course. I understand.” Adam nodded, and the doctor left.

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“Here they come! Here come the mothers!”

All the male penguins were with their sons or daughters gathered around the village as, off in the distance, the mothers were returning to the flock. They greeted each other with open flippers. “Oh, I’ve missed you. You feel alright?” Adam asked his wife, Jacqueline.

“I’m fine. Lemme see the baby.” Adam moved back a couple of steps to allow the hatchling to go to Jacqueline. “Hello darling! Oh, Adam! He’s just gorgeous! Have you thought of a name for him?”

“No, I wanted to wait for you to return.” Jacqueline picked up the hatchling and cradled him in her arms. He reacted in wiggling his toes and flapping his flippers excitedly. Adam and Jacqueline smiled happily at their child. “What do you want to name him?” Adam asked.

Jacqueline was silent for a moment, then answered: “Thomas. You like?”

“I amor it. Our son, Thomas McGrath.”
posted by peacebaby7
Antarctica

2 Days Before Migration...


*a 15 ano old Rico was waddling along when he heard something...*

KABOOM!

Rico: "Whoa! What was that?!" *curious, he followed where the sound came from*

KABOOM! KABOOM!

Rico: *kept going & stopped suddenly when he saw lights exploding in the sky* "Whoa...Cool..." *he just kept watching when he saw large creatures sending these exploding lights into the sky* "Hey, my mom told me about these beings, they're humans!" *he went back to his início as fast as he could go*

Rico: "Mom! Dad! You'll never believe what I just saw! These exploding lights were in the sky!...
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Rico climbed up the assento and luggage, that was in his way to the brief false comfort of land. Kowalski wasn't far behind him. For them at that moment it was every pinguim for himself. Skipper soon made his way out, not realizing that one of his men was still in the death trap.
A frightened voice called out from the descending car. It was Skipper's worst nightmare. "Help, Skippah, don't let me fall!" Private yelped helplessly from the backseat, holding his lunacorn with his foot jammed and stuck under the crushing weight of all the luggage. "I'm stuck!" He cried.
Skipper lunged at the back of...
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Chase Scene: Take 1

Julien: "...Ah! A thief!
...
Keep dancing!"

Maurice: "But there's no music!"

Julien: "I'll pretend I did not hear that!"

Julien: "Come back you música hater!"

Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate--"

*--trip*

Chase Scene: Take 2

Julien: "Come back you música hater!"

Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate noise!"

Julien: *causes Skipper to slip on bananas, causing him to drop a battery which he intercepts*

*Jumps to get another, misses, swings on a pole back around, and retrieves a segundo battery*

2 minutos later...

Skipper: "Ha, lost him."

Julien: *swings in on snake...SMACK..."Oops. Sorry Skipper. Are you okay?"

Skipper: "I think I coughed up my spleen..."
posted by queenpalm
"Okay, the best route and time would be at 9:45, and through the series of air vents," Ivy explained. "We can drop down into Alice's office around 9:50, when she should be having her morning snack. If we can change the records in 10 minutes, we will be good, and can get out with 5 minutos to spare."
"Great idea, Ivy!" Skipper said. "Now that's what I call a brain!"
Kowalski scowled at Skipper's compliment to Ivy. I then looked at the clock and realized that it was already 9:42.
"Hey, let's go," I said. "If you want to follow Ivy's plan, we should get going."
"Yeah, Johnson's right," Ivy said....
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this is part 3 of how i met Skipper and his team. so after we went back to H.Q. Private puts a bandaid on my arm. which would make it feel better. that's where Marlene appeared.

Marlene: oi guys

Skipper: hello Marlene.

Marlene then look at me on the floor.

little me: (looks at the otter) (giggles)

Marlene: what's with the mouse?

Private: that's Kiva Marlene.

Skipper: and me and my team found her in the ally she was scared and alone. so now we are taking care of her. because her mom and dad were killed por Dr. Blowhole.

Marlene: right i get it and now you're protecting her so no one won't be able hurt...
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posted by kivamarie
this is how i met Skipper and his team. as you can see i was little and i kinda speak after all i was a toddler. and there was my mom and my dad and yet they look like me a mouse. and they amor me a lot. but then my life was about to change and it would never be the same.

little me: (sleeping happily)

BANG! BANG!

little me: (wakes up) huh?

when i heard that banging noise i didn't know what was going on until Dr. Blowhole show up with the same gun i heard little early. i was scared

Dr. Blowhole: (grins at me evilly)

little me: (scared) uh oh

when i woke up i was at Blowhole's lair and i was in a cage...
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posted by legendary7
As it got later Private's mind and thoughts changed with the sky of the outside and his sanity disappeared with the sun. On the outside he was serene and relaxed since Kowalski came to his rescue, but inside he wanted to end the suffering he kept putting himself through por the echoing scream of Max that was stuck in his head. Once Kowalski fell asleep he crept toward the sleeping Rico, or at least Private thought he was sleeping.
Skipper limped all night licking his waterless beak for a pinch of liquid to quench his life-threatening thirst. His dehydration was the least of his troubles, through...
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posted by queenpalm
Here is part seven. It took me awhile to write it, and I hope you like it.

When I woke up, something didn't feel right. It felt like I was in a place I knew, and I knew that could not be true. The weirdest thing was that I had a real blanket, and I had not had one of those for four years.
Even though I woke up with the same feeling that I had every day, I felt that I couldn't do any of those things. My brain told me that I was in the same place that I was every night, even though it felt different. I felt my muscles strengthen, ready to start another dia of hunger, loneliness, and misery.
Since...
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Me: Four penguins shall be born, each with a unique talent. One leader, one skilled in weaponry, one musical archer of flight, and one with a world of kindness. They represent two things, one bad, one good. Their separation represents the rise of the Dark Times, their reunion represents the fall of the Dark Times. At least I think it's how that goes, it's been fourteen years, I can't remember it exactly.
S: Well, it's better than nothing. How did you remember all that?
Me: Maybe it's because I actually listened rather than act like an idiot unlike someone else I could mention.
S: ...
Me: So our...
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I want to make this the last chapter, so it'll be pretty long. :)

*Private's PoV*

I can't sleep. I'm too worried about CC. She's been in a coma for hours and I fear Kowalski can't wake her up.

I climb out of my bunk and see that Skippah's is empty too. I look all over the HQ for him, only to find him on the island up top.

"Skippah?" I call. He turns and sees me.
"Private? What are you doing out of bed?" he asks, as I sit down seguinte to him.
"I was about to ask you the same thing," I reply.
"I can't sleep."
"Neither can I."

We sit in silince for a moment.
"I'm not sure what I'd do if CC doesn't wake up,"...
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*CC's PoV*

Something tells me this isn't right. Something tells me I shouldn't be here, back home. But I can't be certain. I stand amd leave my room. I walk down the hall and into the kitchen. My mum is there, washing the dishes.

"Mum," I say. "Did you...miss me?"
"MUM!" I hear my brother call from his computer. "Come check this out!"
"Just a minuto Thomas," Mum says, as she finishes up the dishes.
"Mummy?" I say again, thinking she didn't hear me the first time. She IS getting hard of hearing.
"MUM!" I yell, but she keeps ignoring me.

As she leaves the sink to see what Tom wanted, I jump in her way....
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Once upon the times, in the sweet sweet country of Madagascar, during the reign of King Julien VI, there lived a sifaka lémure, lemur named Larry. Larry was a very picky kind of guy, MUCH unlike me, the king. He had to have everything his way. This made him not have as many friends as I have, and made him much less loved than me.

One day, it was raining, and Larry did not like the rain. He wanted it to stop raining. Obviously. So, he was going to MAKE it stop raining. While other lemurs praised the Sky Spirit of Weather for the sweet rain that made the manga trees grow, Larry decided he would be showing...
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Chapter 4: The Guardians are coming!

A dia later, Pat and Kowalski overheard Alice talking to another zookeeper. “This is weird, the computer says that we due for another shipment of animals.” Alice said. “What animais now?! We’ve already had Emperor and Adelie Penguins from Antarctica and a bunch of animais from Paris. What now? Owls from England?” “Well, we are getting owls, but it doesn’t say where there from.” After hearing this, Pat and Kowalski decided to investigate. They got to Alice’s computer and found out a shocking revelation. Alice wasn’t lying. They were getting...
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  "You do?" they asked in unison.
Lexii nodded eagerly. She looked at the lémure, lemur wearing the labcoat and smiled. "You're Dr Horrible!!! I watch your blog all the time!!!!! And you!" she looked at the lémure, lemur wearing the blue shirt, "You're Captain Hammer!!!!!! Oh my gosh! I cant belive I'm acctually meeting you two!!!!!" she jumped up and down fan-girling. 
   "Yeah great. Uh help?" Dr Horrible choked out as he tries to pry Captain Hammer's fingers off his throat. 
   Captain Hammer scoffed. "Like SHE can stop me! I run the show here. I'm Captain Hammer and the hammer is my... OW OW!!" Lexii...
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posted by CuteCuddly
Date, September 12th.

Dear Diary,

Of course, he had to come back. I knew he would someday. He pushed my buttons, but I tried to ignore him. I mean, eggs and bacon? How is that going to get me back into my game?

Yes, I am talking aboit the Armarillo Kidd. That horrid tatu was trying to get me back into minigolf. I didn't want to.

Driving records mean nothing. if you're about to run over a grasshopper. I manage to stop the car, just before impact. Skipper's wasnt happy with me and I was convinced that nice guys reall DO finish last.

Then HE comes, in my face and nagginf for me game. I tell him...
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the story starts with me packing up and going somewhere.

Me: (packing up some stuff) okay a boné, cap check, a bottle of water check, first aid kit check, snacks check, sunglasses check, a lighter check, and a blanket check. okay I'm all set and ready to go.

so after I packed my stuff I went to the airport.

Me: excuse me I'm looking for a private plane for me to fly in?

Woman: oi you must be the rato who survived cheating death twice.

Me: yup that's me.

Woman: well today you are in luck Miss you get to fly in the private plane for the first time.

Me: does that mean I'm not going to pay you?

Woman: of course...
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posted by legendary7
Skipper struggled to open his eyes. He found himself lying on the floor of Marlene's place. His head was still throbbing. The last thing he remembered was Antonio punching him, so he blacked out. Wait, where was Marlene? He trudged to his feet.

"Marlene?! Marlene?!" Skipper said wandering out of the cave. The sun shone brightly in the afternoon sky. How long had he been out for? With one step progressivo, para a frente he heard a crinkling sound under his left foot. It was a piece of paper with a letter. It read:

Dear Skipper,

I have your precious, Marlene. If you want her you will follow the map on the back of...
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posted by BrightLight92
Kowalski sat patiently on his bench in Central Park. It was under an efflorescing cereja tree, which he knew was her favorite. It was early spring and the bright sun splashed through holes in the flowering canopy of the park's trees. The slight breeze blew a few petals from the trees, causing them to fall and create a blanket of rosa, -de-rosa and white softness. It was everything he imagined for the start of a romance. The scientist pulled out his notepad and looked at his prediction for the day's happening. He spent much too long thinking of the moment.

She'd walk towards him slowly, look around in...
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The look of horror on their faces said it all, Skipper' face was bleeding, but he didn't notice... Considering 8 devil-tenticles were reaching out towards the girl he loved...

*March 20th... 5:30 a.m*
He could hear Rico snoring and Kowalski reciting pi. He was to cold to bother to open his eyes, until through his eyelids, he could see a glow. He hoisted himself up, and stumbled to the steel door, ready to slap Kowalski for waking him up. Instead, as soon as the door creaked open, he immediately realised that the glow wasn't from any of Kowalski's new inventions... It was actually from a old back-pack...
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"SKIPPER!" Private screamed, a caranguejo had clawed his bum, and wouldn't let go. He ran around frantically, Skipper extended his flipper *bam* Private hit Skippers flipper and fell flat on the hard black sea-stone. "Skipa!!" Rico screamed, his head had caught alight while trying to light a fire. "Ahh!!! Bob is angry!!" Kowalski screamed, his tuna peixe had caught alight. Skipper just stood and watched all three penguins running around frantically, he was on the verge of exploding with anger, he frowned so low you could barley see his eyes. "Skipper!" He heard two voices cry from behind. "What is...
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