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posted by knocktimerico
Kowalski descended down the ladder into the penguin’s HQ, having just gotten Skipper to confess one of his deepest secrets. His vision panned from one side to the other, scanning the inside for the other penguins.

Rico was sitting in the corner as usual, brushing his doll’s hair and cooing at her. Seeing thing brought a smile to Kowalski’s face. Even though he thought of their relationship as weird, it was still kinda cute to see Rico act like that and Kowalski couldn’t help but smile at the manic bird.

His eyes continued to pan until they fell upon Private. The youngster was sitting in front of the TV, immersing himself in the soap opera’s cliché story. Something about an evil twin brother and amor gone wrong; Kowalski wasn’t interested.

He instead focused on one of his new inventions. He wasn’t sure what it was suppose to do, or even what it was but the fact that it kept him working was enough incentive for him to finish it.

The sounds of Kowalski’s furious work on whatever he was making snapped Private out of his TV trance.

“Hey Kowalski, what did Skippa want to talk about?” He questioned innocently, as he turned around to look at the brilliant penguin.

“Oh it was really nothing that important.” Kowalski lied, his eyes stuck on the work that was before him.

“C’mon Kowalski I know you two were talking about something up there, why can’t you just tell me?” Private pressured. He hated how he was always left out when it came to things like this.

“Fine if you must know he had to go over to Marlene’s and help her mover some furniture.” Kowalski responded untruefully, just wanting to get Private to stop asking questions.

“I see, well I guess you were right, that’s not very important at all.” Private said back disappointed at the answer. He faced the TV, returning to his catatonic state.

A few hours passed and Skipper had failed to return to the HQ. This bothered Kowalski; he didn’t think it would take this long for him to spill the beans to Marlene. He figured it wouldn’t hurt to check up on him, make sure things were going as planned.

He slowly waddled over to the ladder and climbed it, exposing himself to the outside world. He made one finally check to make sure no one was watching and exited the pinguim habitat.

He belly slid across the walkway and hid behind a lamppost, being absolutely sure that he wouldn’t be seen. He climbed the mural to the lontra habitat, and headed towards the entrance to Marlene’s home.

Kowalski quietly entered the cave and stopped instantly when he saw the scene before him.

On the other side of the room were Skipper and Marlene, lying down on Marlene’s bed. Skipper was behind her and had his flipper wrapped around her waist holding her tight. They both seemed to be asleep.

“That would explain why he hadn’t returned yet.” Kowalski thought out loud. He stood still, contemplating whether or not he should wake them. They looked so peaceful together in each other’s arms, but than again Skipper had been away from the team for a few hours. Luckily for Kowalski he didn’t have to make that decision.

Skipper felt the presence of someone in the room and woke up to see Kowalski staring over at him and Marlene. He blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes and looked down at Marlene, then back up at Kowalski.

“For a segundo there Skipper, I thought you were gonna wimp out, but as I can see you didn’t.” Kowalski said playfully, placing his flippers on his hips, smiling as he did so.

“When have you ever expected me, a fine military leader, to wimp out of anything?” Skipper responded confidently as he inched out of Marlene’s bed, trying his best not to wake her. He succeeded.

“So what’d you come over here for Kowalski?” He asked curiously.

“Well it’s been a few hours since you left the HQ and I was just checking up on you, making sure you weren’t having any trouble or something.” Kowalski answered. Skipper could hear the concern in his voice.

“Thanks but there’s nothing to worry about here, I’ve got everything under control. Why don’t you go back to HQ and I’ll return in a bit.” Skipper suggested.

“Ok Skipper I guess I’ll see you soon.” Kowalski said as he turned around belly slid outside Marlene’s início and towards the pinguim habitat.

Skipper did an about face and waddled over to the still sleeping Marlene. He bent down and placed his beak on her lips. At first the kiss surprised Marlene but once she noticed what was going on she returned it lovingly. Skipper pulled back a bit so he could speak.

“Hey sleepy head.” He said, amor resonating through his voice.

“Hey,” Marlene responded tiredly, “I could have sworn I heard you talking to someone” She continued as she yawned and finally sat up.

“Oh that was just Kowalski; he just wanted to know what was taking me so long. It’s nothing to worry about.” Skipper said comforting as he patted her shoulder.

“Kowalski was here huh…well did he see us together?” She asked, not knowing what she wanted the answer to be.

“Yea he did, but he already knew before I got here,” Skipper answered reassuringly, “but it doesn’t matter that he knows cause sooner or later everyone’s gonna know.”

“Does the rest of your team know yet?” Marlene questioned curiously.

“No, only Kowalski, but I feel like now would be a good time to go tell them.” Skipper responded as he stood up and looked down at Marlene. “Don’t worry I’ll be back in a little bit.”

Skipper bent down and placed one last kiss on Marlene’s forehead. He then jumped on his stomach and slid out of her home. He had a lot to explain to his team.
posted by Skiparah
It took only a few segundos for me to process her words before I realized she'd let go of my foot. In less than two segundos I hit the freezing water. I couldn't see..I couldn't breathe. You'd think a pinguim would know how to swim. I hadn't really given it much thought up 'till now. My coração nearly stopped when I realized I couldn't swim..and the surface of the water above me was getting further and further away. I paddled my flippers wildly trying to get to the surface. No use. I didn't make much distance and I was running out of what little breath I'd had in the first place. My lungs screamed...
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posted by Kowalski1321
The reason why I'm composição literária these again is because, the chapters were too far apart for anyone to read them and I'm now composição literária them different than last time. And yes I know that that this is the same concept as high moltage but just to make it clear I publicar my old ones before High Moltage was even annouced. I hope you enjoy.

----Chapter 1 Introduction----

It was normal sunny Sunday morning at the Central Park zoo, and Kowalski had something important to do. Kowalski: " All right, everyone get out." Skipper: "Whoa! Hold on there. Before you can kick people out of their own house's, you've got...
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Chapter 2: A Mistaken Chosen One

Once again, Private wrote down everything about the dream again. Who is this close person that will be mistakenly picked as the chosen one? he thought. He hid it under his travesseiro and went to sleep again.

Later in the morning, Messenger Xai Lang arrived. "Mail for Skipper."he said. Xai Lang dropped the scroll and then flew away. Then, Skipper got it. He opened it and read to see a happy news.

Dear Skipper,

Congratulations! You are chosen to be the chosen one according to your ascendants. You will fight, die and save the world. Leave your city tomorrow. Once again,...
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posted by Skiparah
I eventually found out why they called the ship 'The Green Bucket'. After a few days I was as sick as a dog. What's worse I had to stay down in the ships' hold where no one on board could see me. After a few days spent in a rocking barco I either got used to it or just simply ran out of stuff to barf up. Either way, I felt a bit better after while. Then one unexpecting morning some wise crack came down into the hold to my level. Let me just say he wasn't standing up down there too much. Every time he'd wake up I'd beijoca, smack him into seguinte tuesday. Finally I had to start hitting the other eye because...
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posted by Skiparah
I saw the sun flash off of the faca and into my eyes. I clamped my eyes shut and waiting for my life to end. Nothing happened. I opened my eyes to find Hans staring at me with resentment in his eyes. "What's the matter Hans? You'd rather turn me in?" I scoffed. It's not like I wanted to get killed por this demented dane, but I was a bit confused at him. He sat up, "Skipper..I can't kill you..you're the only friend still alive." he admitted with a sob I knew was fake. I narrowed my eyes in paranoid suspicion.
"Hans, let me get this straight. You set me up as though I had actually KILLED one of...
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The tallest and the smartest pinguim locked himself in his lab again. Not always is he the sharpest faca in the drawer. He tried drilling the door but last time he did this, he was stupid enough to replace the door with one of the hardest material know to man.

“Dang it!” Kowalski said drilling the door. It didn't even make a dent in the door. “Why did I even use this material??”

“Alright time for another theory.” Kowalski picked up one of Rico's fogo armas that he was making modifications to and adding mais tools to use. “Fire in the hole!” Kowalski yelled blasting the door....
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Skipper, the Valente fierce leader, said he would never cry. Obviously, he hadn't had this happen yet. On the ground infront of him was the craziest pinguim of them all Rico. His fallen comrad was to injured to be fixed.

"Rico!" Skipper said shaking the wounded penguin. "Don't you dare die on me! Be strong!"

Rico's eyes looked like they were glued shut. They wouldn't open no matter what. Blood from where the lazer had hit him. "Rico please!"

"Well Peng-you-in." The phychotic Dr.Blowhole smirked, moving seguinte to the very depressed penguin. "Looks like your team is one short. Once again I have become...
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posted by peacebaby7
    The penguins were now making their way through the streets of New York. Skipper was on point, signaling for his men to go when the time was right. So far so good. Not a soul has seen them yet…well…except for a rottweiler that an unfortunate dog-walker had to deal with as it barked for what seemed like forever.

    Skipper made another signal for the other three to pass. Kowalski constantly stumbled over his feet, considering he didn’t remember any of the training he’d had. But Private, being as concerned as expected from the young cadet, was...
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posted by Skiparah
Not many guys think about what it would be like to be utterly bored. Some don't even know the feeling. I recall a few dull momments in my chickhood, but the boredom I was under was ridiculas. I'd undergone torture in the battle station, but I was sure that, that night in that cell had to be the worst torture yet. It's bad enough to have to sleep on the cold, wet floor with nothing to do, no one to talk to, and only the rats to keep you company, but when the gaurd starts singing..sweet mother macarthur I think that's got to be well exceding agony. He wasn't a talented singer either. He was awful....
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posted by SuperRico
The Lemurs' conversation 

Julien: Maurice, I wanna smoothie, batido so gimme!

Maurice: Coming right up. *starts blender*

Ten segundos later…

Julien: Maurice! Where is my smoothie! What part of gimme do you not understand?! Gim or Me!

Maurice: You asked ten segundos ago. It takes up to two minutos to make a smoothie.

Julien: Then do it as quickly as you can!

Maurice: *puts banana in the blender* Okay, your majesty.

Mort: Can I help?

Maurice: Just stay away from Julien's feet.

Mort: I'll try! *runs over and hugs the Julien's feet* Oops! 

Julien: Maurice! Get him off me!

Maurice: I thought you wanted a smoothie....
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posted by Skiparah
I remember that still moment when near father and son gazed into each other's eyes. Leeland's gray eyes were filled with so many emotions I could hardly understand; yet I had quite a few feelings milling around inside of me as well. Leeland seemed as though he could almost say, 'What the heck..' Then he really DID say it. His voice trailed off and his beak said something inaudible. I looked down at my blood-stained feathers. Then it hit me. This looked perfectly clear that I'd killed the general. I knew full well that I hadn't, but Leeland and his armed companions didn't know so. I didn't have...
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Still Skipper's View

"Yes!" the man cried. "I knew it! Time is frozen!"
I tell por tone on voice that the man was Kowalski.
"Hey, how did I get all the way up here?" the man (Kowalski) asked himself. 
He pulled up his new hand and looked at it. 
"Ahhh!! Fingers!" he screamed.
"Told ya it wasn't the Stopwatch," Johnson said, who had got out of a bunk.
"And that is why you shouldn't disobey my orders," I joked. 
By now, we were all out of our hiding spaces. 
"Stop making all those weird noises, Skipper and Johnson," Kowalski said. "I can't understand a word you two are saying!"
"Of course!" Ivy said....
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posted by Skiparah
I looked around the clearing. My eyes falling on a black and white form beside me. He was soaked in blood. I put a flipper on the penguin's chest. He was dead as doornail. I couldn't have been wrong. I'd kissed death before. I knew death when it was present in a body. And it was in this penguin's body. I shivered. Who had killed him? Then it hit me like a tidal wave. Where was Hans? Had he been shot too? I looked around. No one was there. I got to my feet and walked a distance. If Hans had been shot surely he wouldn't have gotton this far. Then another thought entered my mind. I froze. Was...
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posted by queenpalm
I did not make this up. It is in a book I bought.

To play: fill in the spaces with the word it tells you to, then use those same words to fill in the story in the same order.

Plural noun ________
Adjective __________
Part of the body______
Adjective ___________
Noun ______________
Adjective ___________
Noun ______________
Adjective ___________
Adjective ___________
Plural noun__________
Adjective ___________
Noun ______________
Adjective ___________
Plural noun__________
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Now to start the story:

Meet the Penguins

Skipper, Kowalski, Private, and Rico may look like four cuddly ________- but ...
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posted by peacebaby7
Antarctica

Skipper: "I don't know what you'r--"

Private: *--brings fist around & wallops Skipper*

Skipper: *blocks seguinte punch* "What are you doing!? Explain yourself!"

Private: *starts fight*

*Skipper & Private begin fighting*

Skipper: *pins Private* "Explain yourself!!!"

Private: "You were there! It's all your fault!"

Skipper: "I was where!? Private! I still don't know what you're talking about!"

Private: "You were there! When my mother died! If you hadn't been there she'd still be alive!"

Skipper: "Look, kid! I don't know what you're talking about! I wasn't even conscious when my parents died!"...
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posted by peacebaby7
Antarctica

The Flock's Return

*hiding in an old abandoned home, the trio of penguins watch the penguins coming into the living grounds*

*all whispering*

Kowalski: "Hey! There's my parents! And...They're..."

Skipper: *looks* "Oh. I'm sorry, amigo."

*they see Kowalski's parents holding another hatchling*

Rico: "Hey! Therine!" (Translation: "Hey! There's mine!") *starts to go to them, but stops when Lithia & Jordan start laughing*

Kowalski: "I'm sorry, Rico. I know how you feel."

Skipper: "Hey! Don't look so upset! There's gotta be another explanation for this...I'm sure they still mis--"

Kowalski:...
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posted by peacebaby7
Antarctica

The Feeding Grounds...

Private: *sits isolated from the group, looking at the water, thinking*

I can't believe this happened. I lost my Dad before I even knew him...Now my Mom is gone too. All I have left is Uncle Nigel. And he's gone most of the time. I wonder what happened to her--WAIT! I don't even want to know. Why? Why did you have to go. Why couldn't you have stayed. I wish you were here. Oh, how I wish you were here....

Steve: "Hey, Private. You feel like playing?"

Private: "Sorry guys. I'm just not in the mood right now. Maybe later."

Jake: "Hey, sorry about your mom, dude. She...
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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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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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