Author's note: I know it's been like, forever, since I've written mais of this Twilight Zone-POM crossover. I'm really sorry, you see, the paper that I write the rough draft of each chapter got caught in the rain, so I lost 65 days of work!!! This is Episode 2, Episode 1 being about the plane and the gremlin. *talks like Rod Serling* Here, we have the most credulous sight of all, the place is Madagascar, 1965. A rising king and his loyal followers are claiming power, when a surprise visitor arrived. Julien, the king, Maurice the diplomat, and Mort the bad secretary. The newcomers have travelled afar, from the Twilight Zone.
A loud bang followed por beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab árvore on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped o espaço craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' said Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the segundo tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The segundo smallest one with the flat head wants to see you at the árvore in an hour,' said Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
----------------------------------------------------------------
The dia had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello lémure, lemur overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' said the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred pinguim is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' said Skipper. 'What is it that you want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help you people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' said Skipper, before he was struck in the chest por Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' said Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can you help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for you simple lemurs, I assure you,' said Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' said Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are you finished translating that título Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a dia of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the título then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' said Maurice.
---------------------------------------------------------------
'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused por stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' said a lagarto on the TV. 'How did you get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built o espaço shuttle por Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' said Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every pinguim who goes to a tropical region,' said Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' said Kowalski.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, or whatever it's called, don't you agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have jantar with the emperor, I can discuss if he or she wants to give up their country to me!!' said Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baía 32's flight has been launched already,' said a lémure, lemur holding the station. 'I can't wait, have you heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female lémure, lemur to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' said the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' said Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did you get here Maur-' said Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the topo, início of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back por Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my lémure, lemur food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back por a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of lémure, lemur cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, or burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
A loud bang followed por beeps of metal landing and reaching ground on the baobab árvore on Madagascar, several lemurs scattered, others watched intently as the mysterious, and rather miscellaneous, object had landed before them. A disk-shaped o espaço craft, fizzing and smoking, the door opened, and creatures they had never seen before, walked, carrying a thick book. 'King Julien, these weird....things, came to the country!!' called out Maurice. 'Ohoooh... How so?' asked Julien, in the tone he'd always use on a regular day. 'A big rock landed here and they came out, four of them,' said Maurice. 'How did 'they' look like Maurice?' asked Julien boredly. 'They were black and white, as if wearing tuxedos, one was small and fat, the other, a bit taller, but still fat, the other was the segundo tallest, with a scar, and the last one, holding what looks like a book, and is the tallest of the four, all four were wearing a robe, which we find strange,' described Maurice. 'This is siiiiiimple!! They are just monks that came from some other place we don't know where it is,' stated Julien. 'The segundo smallest one with the flat head wants to see you at the árvore in an hour,' said Maurice. 'Ugh, Maurice!! I, as the King of Madagascar, duke of the islands, etc etc. Do not need to talk to monks!!' exclaimed Julien, 'But if it can improve my life, to heck with it!!' Imediatly, he fitted his leafy crown on, and marched out.
----------------------------------------------------------------
The dia had been bright that day, very sunny, warm clouds hovering the sky, and a breeze that brought all the exotic scents, which Julien sniffed up in the air. 'Helloooooo monks!!' yelled Julien happily. 'Hello lémure, lemur overlord, allow me to introduce ourselves,' said the tallest creature, 'I am Kowalski, that fat one is Private, the flat head is Skipper, and the scarred pinguim is Rico.' 'Ohhhhh!!! What very exotic names indeed!! So monks, what is it that you'd like?' asked Julien. 'First of all, we are not monks, second, we prefer to be called the B.I.R.D.S.A. Copyright name of his excellency back home,' said Skipper. 'What is it that you want?!' asked Julien annoyed. 'We wANt whaT we came here four!!! RIGHT SkiPPa?!?!' asked Private, a little crazily. 'Not that Private, We are here to simply help you people learn how to prevent wars, hunger strikes, fire, uranium bombs, lead poisoning, dead bo-' said Skipper, before he was struck in the chest por Rico. 'They get the point Skipper,' said Kowalski, opening the book. 'So what can you help us with birds?' asked Julien. 'We can build many great things for you simple lemurs, I assure you,' said Skipper smiling enigmatically. 'Read the book to find our intentions, overlord,' said Kowalski, handing Julien the book. 'Are you finished translating that título Maurice?' asked Julien. 'Yes, after a dia of work and Mort's not helping much either,' sighed Maurice, staring at Mort dancing around with torn out book pages. 'Read the título then silly!' exclaimed Julien. 'I translated it, and it reads: 'To serve lemurs', sweet god, I hope that's true,' said Maurice.
---------------------------------------------------------------
'This experiment will test ze reliability of the penguin, we have wires here on the flipper to check sweat, heartbeat, and brain jiggles that are caused por stress, for example, we're using the flat headed penguin,' said a lagarto on the TV. 'How did you get here? And why?' asked the lizard. 'We frigging got here on a rented spaceship, because it's awesome here!!' yelled Skipper, obviously lying. 'That's not right, try again!!' asked the lizard. 'Huff, it's so exhausting here, we got here on a home-built o espaço shuttle por Kowalski made of freaking sh*t cans, and we came here to help us all as a species,' he finally said. 'And what are your intentions?' asked the lizard. 'We are here to woooosjfdhoooo....' said Skipper, before he passed out. Kowalski checked his forehead. 'Mild heat exhaustion, happens to every pinguim who goes to a tropical region,' said Kowalski. 'Seems convincing enough, good news, the penguins, are our friends!!' exclaimed the tropical lizard, all lemurs behind him cheered. 'CaN wE start to get these lemurs to experience our nation, very closely?' asked Private, chuckling a bit maniacly. 'We will little Private, they'll have a great time there,' said Kowalski.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Soon after the announcement, many lemurs took expensive tickets to Antarctica and the nearby colonies in Africa to live with penguins all their lives. 'I should go sometime in my life to Andyardica, or whatever it's called, don't you agree Maurice?' asked Julien. 'I dunno? It's your choice your highness,' answered Maurice. 'Well it's decided!! I'm going, I'll have jantar with the emperor, I can discuss if he or she wants to give up their country to me!!' said Julien pulling his crown on and triumphantly exiting. 'Bay 45 is now open, baía 32's flight has been launched already,' said a lémure, lemur holding the station. 'I can't wait, have you heard they have cars and trains? I don't even know what they are but it sounds cool!!' yelled a female lémure, lemur to her friends. 'Bay 34 is now open' said the speaker. 'Finally!! I can go!!' said Julien rushing in front of everyone in line, slowly up the steps to the cockpit. 'Wait!! Your majesty!! I have bad news!!' yelled Maurice. 'How did you get here Maur-' said Julien before being interrupted, he stopped at the topo, início of the steps. 'The rest of 'To serve lemurs', IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!' yelled Maurice. Julien's eyes widened, he tried to jump out, frantically, but was pulled back por Private and Skipper. 'I've waited long enough for my lémure, lemur food!!! 3 months of it!!! In a god foresaken trash can!!!' yelled Private evilly. Kowalski ceremoniously shut the latch, and Julien disappeared. Maurice tried to lunge, but was held back por a smug face on Kowalski and Rico, who both held up guns. 'His majesty Richard Walter can't be kept waiting for his wonderful meal of lémure, lemur cooked in it's own lungs! He's waited months for it!!!' yelled Kowalski. Then, in a flash, the ship lifted, and with a bang, it disappeared. Now Julien was alone, waiting in his cockpit room for the inevitable, he decided to take the risk, now, he's headed for the Twilight Zone, in the form of a soup, cocktail, stew, or burger, on a certain someone's plate.
*My plate!! :3*
