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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 skipperluvs
Well, it is 1:52 AM and I am so freaking bored. What does an author like myself do? She writes a story. So, I was drawing something for Deviant Art, and for some reason, I just got that idea stuck in my head…so…Here ya go! Please Review, and give me ideas for future chats you'd like me to post on here, thanks! -^_^-

So here are the chat names!

Skipper: Classified

Kowalski: Einstein2

Rico: Kablamoo

Private: LittleWinky

Julien: RingtailRocks

Maurice: MauriceYO

Mort: IheartFeet

Marlene: Marlene3

Chat Number UNO!

Classified is Online

LittleWinky is Online

LittleWinky: Hey, Skippah!

Classified: -_-!

LittleWinky:...
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posted by ThatDamnLlama
Skipper jolted up in fright. He looked around. At first his vision was blurry and he was unfamiliar with his surroundings. After a few seconds, his vision cleared and reconized the comfort of his bunk. It was dark. It must have still been early in the morning.

His coração was still racing. What a nightmare! He was relieved it was all just a dream, and he relaxed. His dream felt so real, like it actually happened. Much mais real then any of his other dreams. He could've swore it really happened. He was even surprised that he was asleep in his cama instead of actually running from Marlene.

Skipper...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
(Have no idea if I should make this a one-shot or not)


"It's Valentine's day!" Private yelled cheerfully. "...well tomorrow."

At the middle of the room, Skipper just rolled his eyes. "Private, what's so great about that?"

"It's a dia about ♥'s, and love, and...♥'s! I can't wait!" he said, "Who knows, maybe [1]you'll[/1] find a encontro, data Skippa'!"

"Private, No. I'm not ever, ever, EVER! going to encontro, data again!" he yelled. "I'm not even sure amor exist anymore."

"Skipper, amor does exist," said Kowalski, "It's inside our bodies. Which is located somewhere in the circulatory system."

"You too Kowalski?"...
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posted by Tripenguinman
Here is part two. It features Julene (JulienxMarlene), Prilene (PrivatexMarlene), and Martino (MarlenexAntino). The last one we have never seen these two together but who cares. We might as well analyize the facts on it.

Julene- I'm sorry to all the fãs of this but no way. It will crash and burn. Julien obiviously has feelings for Marlene but there are too many holes in it. One, Julien is mais important to himself than Marlene is. Marlene needs full and utter attention which also explains a problem with skilene and marski. Not enough time for Marlene. Plus Marlene has made it clear that she...
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posted by ggreen7295
Blazing Love

-NYFD, 2300 Hours

An alarm rang, the fogo men sprang to the pole and slid down to the 1st floor. And most immediately went to the fogo trucks. One ran to another.

“What's the diagnoses?” One fireman asked

“A fogo at the Central Park Zoo.” The other said.

The first fireman lowered his head, closed his eyes, and sighed in disappointment. “Jesus, people trying to kill animais these days?”

“I don't know if that was the cause of the problem.” Then he started to run towards a firetruck. Then he turned and put his arms out towards the fireman. “But there's only one way to...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
[Skipper]

Septenber 3, 2019.

It was peaceful...too peaceful. Normaly I'd hear Julien dancing to música as usual. But then again, I was gone for 9 years. Maybe he'd changed...well, you never know.

The zoo was the same as when I left it. Exactly the same. Except there is no one crying and begging me to stay. And yes, that was my team who was crying and begging.

I wonder if they missed me. Do they still remember me?...I thought to myself. Maybe I'm just a distant memory to them. I sent them letters, but they never send any back. Don't they know that I'm comming? Maybe they're angry at me for leaving....
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper barged into the pinguim HQ, Kowalski still close behind, his head hung low with dejection. The first thing he noticed was Private lying on the table, bandaged, bruised, and unconscious, with Rico hovering around him.

He made a B-line to where the young pinguim lay and visually assessed his injuries. After deciding that his wounds although serious, weren’t life threatening, Skipper demanded to know what happened.

Kowalski began to explain how Private had climbed the árvore to rescue the kitten, how he was so close to saving said kitten, and how the branch gave out under his weight. His...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a segundo he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying seguinte to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minutos later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of peixe coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let...
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posted by KowalskiTheLich
Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.

Kowalski used to hate música and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On dia three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner,...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper had taken his time to get back from Marlene’s so he could piece together the best words to explain his and Marlene’s relationship, especially to young Private.

He entered through the fishbowl entrance as he usually would, and turned to face his team. Much to his surprise the three were standing facing him, almost as if they expected him.

“Skipper I believe there’s something you need to tell these two.” Kowalski stated as he motioned his flipper first towards Rico then Private. The two of the stared at Skipper anxiously, waiting to hear what Kowalski was talking about.

“Yea...
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posted by Cornflak
Unfortunate for the procurar to conclude in failure. Of course, one couldn’t complain when two of the three penguins that engaged the mission had been lacking in effort. The third penguin, Rico, had found something rather interesting. A gray crowbar partially stained with blood of seemingly unknown origin. Normally, the explosives expert tended to andorinha any sort of object that sparked his interest, which, in this case, was so.

Now, at this point, Skipper and Kowalski really didn’t care for Private’s case, much to the small penguin’s delight. And then, typically, life went on as it had,...
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In fact, that night, Private had much difficulty in falling asleep. Simply the thought of a friend who was in need prevented the pinguim from sleeping. He wondered if Rico was awake, too. He certainly hoped not. Private only wished the best for the regurgitating penguin.

Suddenly, a noise from below grasped Private’s full attention. On first inspection, it was difficult to determine what the sound was. Luckily, Private merely turned his head to the side and caught the perfect glimpse of Rico’s back. The heavyset pinguim was slowly heading towards the television. This baffled Private, for...
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posted by Cornflak
Despite the fact that it was well early in the morning, the injured Private was given a few hours to himself for rest and recovery. Skipper stayed true to his word, being sure as to give Private his privacy throughout the entire day. Having done this, the leader also granted the rest of the team absolute freedom for the day. Hopefully, this would give the other penguins some time to themselves. After Private’s unexpected disappearance, it was probably for the best.

Taking advantage of these moments, Kowalski chose to sit in a corner of the room, composição literária all of his thoughts on his notepad....
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hello i'm here to inform the peaple about peinguins. peaple used to think that peinguins only lived in antartica truth is they can be found just about anywere from africa to calafornia infact there are only SIX species of peinguins that actually live in antartica including the peinguins we all know and amor who are the only species that has plain laranja feet and some times laranja bill they can also be black and plain black and white feathers all other species of peinguins like the emporror peinguin the largest species of peinguins at a lenght of up to three feet has an laranja near and on the...
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posted by rico911910
..YOU LOOK AT THE seguinte PAGE.......................
was nurses and docters all crowded around Skipper how was laying on the hospital cama shacking will the some of them were holding him down. One of the docters puting a oxagen mask on Skipper and held it there so he could breath easier. Then a nurse came in holding a shot with meadisen filled haf way to the top. As the meadisen was injeted into skipper to calm his coração rate down the room begian to fall into silence. Slower and slower his
heart started to bet. When the docters looked at the monuter they side in releaf when Skipper's coração rate...
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S:Skipper; K:Kowalski; P: Private; R: Rico; M:Marlene; J: Julien; Mau: Maurice; Mort:Mort. A: Alice



Part Two

Alice breaks the bottle against the topo, início of the cage and the glass shatters everywhere. She places the faca right in front of the cage door. She opens the cage.

A: Now you can get out! Let’s see if you are smart enough!!!

She stares at them and waits.

S: We aren’t gonna get out like this! Rico!
R: Blaghhh (he pukes a handglider and they all hold on to some ones leg. Alice watches with fury)
A: You aren’t off the hook that easy! And I guess you are wondering what happened to your little...
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The rats lead Skipper away on the steel cage. This time he knew better than to struggle, he might as well save his energy for what was coming. ‘Well,’ thinks Skipper ‘I guess that this is the moment of truth.’ The sound of footsteps and the repugnant smell went away after a while and a few moments later Skipper felt himself being lowered down again. The cover is pulled away; Skipper blinks in the sudden light as his eyes adjust. In front of him stood Kowalski, Rico, and Private, all seeming exceedingly happy. Skipper was back inside his lair. The rats climb back outside chuckling as...
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[Skipper looks around. His pinguim lair is empty]
    Skipper: Kowalski? Rico? Private? Anyone? All my men seem to be gone. Perhaps they’re at Marlene’s.
[He sneaks over to Marlene’s habitat, careful to not be seen]
    Skipper: Marlene? Marlene! She seems to be gone to! This must be a complot, but from who? The only suspicious activity I have seen came from…[Gasps] Kowalski!
[Skipper quickly rushes to the lémure, lemur habitat. After much searching (even underneath the "RoyalThrone")he finds it empty]
    Skipper: No! Not the lemurs too!...
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Kowalski is walking down the busy sidewalk and stops when he sees Skipper sitting on a rua corner with a tin can to collect change.
Skipper: Spare change for a new lair, please? Over here, I need dough!
Kowalski: Skipper? What are you doing?
Skipper: Kowalski, I never thought I would be happier to see your brain. How far are we from a new lair?
Kowalski looks in the cup and sees one doces wrapper along with a button.) At this rate centuries.
Skipper: We are depending on Rico and Private now.
Kowalski: No we’re not.
They see two penguins, Rico and Private, heading toward them.
Skipper: Report....
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