Lilly jumps at Officer X and does a combination of moves that Skipper and the boys have never seen before. This makes Officer X go down like the Titanic. He put on a gas mask and sprays the black gas randomly into the air fogging the whole area. Lilly can hold her breath for 15 minutos underwater. How hard could it be on land? She pounced on X's head and used her beak to stab into his bald, bald, head. "AHHH!!!!" He cried in seiring pain. He grabs Lilly and throws her forcefully onto the floor! " Ooooo!Thats gotta hurt!" Cried Julien as he clenched his side. The impact of Lilly hitting the floor caused her to release all the air she had in stored in her lungs. She had to breath! She took one deep breath. In, then out. A few segundo later, she felt dazed, then her eyes closed. " NO!" Cried Skipper. We should have helped her when we had the chance!!" Just then everyone hears a loud "WOOSH!" And the feel a breeze. When they look up, it was Kowalski with the plane! The plane's front propeller cleared the horrible black mist, revealing the bodys of Lilly and Officer X. " Im out!" Screams Officer X. He runs out the front gates,not knowing of Rico's little trip-wire. " Let's go boys! Human security gaurds will be here any second!" Yells Skipper. They make a mad dash for the plane. Right before Skipper gets on, he looks back at his fallen teamate. " Hold up boys, im getting Lilly!" He slides twoards Lilly, and throws her body over his shoulders. In the distance, he hears the security gaurds arresting Officer X! He smiles and gets on the plane. The plane takes off just as the segundo gaurd approaches it.
-----------ON THE PLANE------------
"Kowalski and Rico have been medicating Lilly for two hours now Skippa. When will she be betta?"
Asks Private in a sad voice. " I don't know young Private. I don't know." Skipper replies. There was a long scilence and Julien was combing his tail in a corner. About twenty minutos later... " W.. where am I?" Lilly asks dazed.
-----------ON THE PLANE------------
"Kowalski and Rico have been medicating Lilly for two hours now Skippa. When will she be betta?"
Asks Private in a sad voice. " I don't know young Private. I don't know." Skipper replies. There was a long scilence and Julien was combing his tail in a corner. About twenty minutos later... " W.. where am I?" Lilly asks dazed.
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!
