Author's note: All right like I promise my OC will be in this chapter, well to tell you the truth my OC is me yeah I out myself in the story lol so hear we go.
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Chapter 2: Welcome to the zoo
The seguinte dia Marlene was at her habitat just relaxing, and waiting for her new roommate. Around 1’oclock a engradado, caixa arrived at her habitat, then one of the zookeepers open the crate.
“There you go little guy, and welcome to your new home.” Then the zookeeper walked away.
Marlene walked towards the engradado, caixa looking for her new roommate.
“Hello?” trying to hear for a response. Then someone answer back.
“Um… hello.” saying with a shy look on his face.
Then the lontra finally walked out of the crate. Marlene got a good look on him he was a bit taller then her about Kowalski height, he had a bit of darker fur, had the same white spots on his fur, and he had big brown eyes.
Marlene then introduces herself again “Hi there my name is Marlene, and welcome to the zoo.” Holding out her paw for a hand shake (or paw shank I don’t whatever you want to call it.)
“Hi my name is Brandon good to meet you, and thanks.” Shaking her paw with a little smile on his face, but Marlene could tell he was a bit nervous.
“Wow it’s much nicer hear then I thought.” Just looking around.
“Yeah that’s what I said when I first came to this zoo,” said Marlene.
“What zoo did you come from Brandon?’ she asks.
“I came all the way the Sacramento zoo in California. And I tell you it was a rough move.” Looking very sad with that said.
Then Marlene said “You Came all from California? That’s the state I came from to.”
“Wow don’t we live in a small world then.” That really made him fell better knowing he not the only one from California.
“Well why don’t you bring you stuff in the cave, and we will get you settle in.”
“All right that sounds great.”
He had a few stuff that was in the crate. He had his MP3 player, a pillow, and his own little electric guitar. (So an lontra has a electric violão, guitarra so what it’s my story, and don‘t ask me how he got cause I don‘t know either.) As Brandon was putting his stuff in his new início Marlene noticed his guitar.
“You play the guitar?”
“Uh, oh yeah I have been playing for almost a ano now, and I am pretty good at it to.”
“Do you play Spanish guitar?” hoping for a yes.
“No just the electric and a bit of acoustic, but not Spanish sorry.”
Marlene was looking kind of disappointed knowing that that was her favorito instrument.
“Maybe I can still play for you a little later if you want.”
“Ok sure. oi how about we meet some of the neighbors so you can get to know some of the animais a little bit?”
“All right sure why not.” He agreed
Then Brandon and Marlene went over to visit the penguins.
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All right hoped you like the chapter. In the seguinte chapter Brandon and the Penguins will meet. So stay tune and see what happens.
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Chapter 2: Welcome to the zoo
The seguinte dia Marlene was at her habitat just relaxing, and waiting for her new roommate. Around 1’oclock a engradado, caixa arrived at her habitat, then one of the zookeepers open the crate.
“There you go little guy, and welcome to your new home.” Then the zookeeper walked away.
Marlene walked towards the engradado, caixa looking for her new roommate.
“Hello?” trying to hear for a response. Then someone answer back.
“Um… hello.” saying with a shy look on his face.
Then the lontra finally walked out of the crate. Marlene got a good look on him he was a bit taller then her about Kowalski height, he had a bit of darker fur, had the same white spots on his fur, and he had big brown eyes.
Marlene then introduces herself again “Hi there my name is Marlene, and welcome to the zoo.” Holding out her paw for a hand shake (or paw shank I don’t whatever you want to call it.)
“Hi my name is Brandon good to meet you, and thanks.” Shaking her paw with a little smile on his face, but Marlene could tell he was a bit nervous.
“Wow it’s much nicer hear then I thought.” Just looking around.
“Yeah that’s what I said when I first came to this zoo,” said Marlene.
“What zoo did you come from Brandon?’ she asks.
“I came all the way the Sacramento zoo in California. And I tell you it was a rough move.” Looking very sad with that said.
Then Marlene said “You Came all from California? That’s the state I came from to.”
“Wow don’t we live in a small world then.” That really made him fell better knowing he not the only one from California.
“Well why don’t you bring you stuff in the cave, and we will get you settle in.”
“All right that sounds great.”
He had a few stuff that was in the crate. He had his MP3 player, a pillow, and his own little electric guitar. (So an lontra has a electric violão, guitarra so what it’s my story, and don‘t ask me how he got cause I don‘t know either.) As Brandon was putting his stuff in his new início Marlene noticed his guitar.
“You play the guitar?”
“Uh, oh yeah I have been playing for almost a ano now, and I am pretty good at it to.”
“Do you play Spanish guitar?” hoping for a yes.
“No just the electric and a bit of acoustic, but not Spanish sorry.”
Marlene was looking kind of disappointed knowing that that was her favorito instrument.
“Maybe I can still play for you a little later if you want.”
“Ok sure. oi how about we meet some of the neighbors so you can get to know some of the animais a little bit?”
“All right sure why not.” He agreed
Then Brandon and Marlene went over to visit the penguins.
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All right hoped you like the chapter. In the seguinte chapter Brandon and the Penguins will meet. So stay tune and see what happens.
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!