The Penguins Of Madagascar Mc

“Bad Timing”
December 03, 2013

    “Hey, Skipper! Where’s the team?” Marlene asked as she entered the HQ.

    Skipper shifted between cameras on his surveillance screen. “Oh, they’re out doing some recon while I watch the cameras. Unfortunately, natal is a time for crime. So, we’re cracking down until the holidays are over. What brings you here?” he replied.

    “I was getting a little cold in my habitat and was hoping if it’d be cool if I stayed here until Alice bothered to turn up the heat,” Marlene told him....

Horror 02.07.16

“All right, team,” Skipper said into his radio. “Good work. I’m returning to HQ.”

After jumping down from atop the Zoovenir Shop, he started toward HQ after a long afternoon of surveillance. But prior to leaping into his habitat, a scream came from Marlene’s. Dropping the radio, he leapt into her habitat and dashed into her cave.

“Marlene!” he called. “What’s the trouble?”

Marlene stood on her bed, holding her Spanish violão, guitarra like a bat and scanning the floor.

“It was right there! I saw it!” she screamed.

Skipper, still in combat position, awkwardly scanned...

"It's that it?"

"No, there's still a few left, sir."

"Well? What are they? Give us a list. Rico and I will gather them as soon as he comes back from gathering the last list you gave him."

"Sure! Just give me a few moments."

"This had better work, Private. I still say it's a waste of time."

"Don't worry! It will! I just hope that Kowalski is all right with it."

Kowalski paused on his way to the HQ's slightly covered entrance. Bits of conversation had seeped out, and they were not making any sense to the scientist. What were Private and Skipper talking about? That was not the thing what worried Kowalski,...

Dedicated to my father, the Central Park Zoo and their wonderful penguins, and all the zoo animals, villains and Zoo staff who made fanpop accounts, without whom you wouldn’t be leitura this story.

“One Heck of a Town”, a P.o.M fã fiction.

Sunday, March 03, 2013.

New York City is a sprawling mass of gorgeous architecture, noisy streets, and fantastic smells. It’s a city where anything can happen, right down to solving a case with Richard Castle, falling deep below the depths of the Big maçã, apple in Suzanne Collin’s Underland, fighting monsters of myths with Percy Jackson, or going on missions...

Everyone met in the gift comprar after closing time like he said, what was the seguinte challenge? And who was going to be in it? Rico and Michele sat on topo, início of the counter and talked about each other, Kat was trying to start conversations with skipper, but skipper would hardly sit and listen with Kat, ivy and rainshadow were playing tag inside the gift comprar awaiting then seguinte challenge, and everyone else was talking...

Michele: so....I hear you are this strong pinguim with no feelings or emotions....is that true?

Rico: it's not entirly true....

Rico then kissed Michele on the cheek and grabbed her arm....

You can now almost count on me finishing it. Happy reading!

Rico and the girls tried to explain what had happened. Ivy seemed to be the only one who fully got it. Rico, Ru, and Rica we're still very excited.
"That's wonderful that you're finally back together!"  Private said.
"Is that why you've always been down on Father's day?" Kowalski made the connection.
"Why don't you spend the rest of the dia catching up?" Ivy suggested.
"Of corse!" Ru exclaimed.  
"Oh! Urka! Wheres Urka?!" Rico excitedly asked.
Rica scratched her head. "Um, sorry. She didn't come."
"Who's Urka?" Skipper asked.
Rico growled...

"What the deuce?!" Skipper exclaimed as he and team rushed out of the hatch. They looked around, unsure of where the scream had come from, then they heard a light sobbing coming from the lontra habitat. "Move out, boys!" Skipper ordered.

Upon entering Marlene's, they saw her in the entrance to her habitat leaning against the wall. Her paws were cupped over her mouth, tears were slowly running down her cheeks, and she seemed to be paralyzed with fear. "What happened, Marlene?" Private said as the team approached her. Marlene remained silent, unable to speak.

"Marlene?" Skipper stepped up to her...

It was an unusually chilly night in June. It was the 8th of June to be exact. Rain was pouring down in torrents, showering the abandonned trailer. The reflection of headlights on an occasional passing vehicle or a flashlight danced along the tin roof. A pinguim darted quickly across the gravel road, his body slicked and shiny from the pounding rain. He hurried to the trailer, ducking beneath it and crawling down underneath. He slunk a short ways before thrusting himself up through a hatch in the floor above him. He found himself in a small, warm kitchen. He stood up, slicking the rainwater...

This is the Sequel to "The Clipboard Theory". It's being rewritten. If you have trouble finding the first story, just ask.



Kowalski stood outside his home, chest puffed out proudly, feathers ruffled, a rather goofy grin on his face, as he stared at what was before him.

"Is it good, Dad? Did I do a good job?" Kowalski looked down at his son, a young pinguim with tiny tuffs of down feathers clinging to his new, slick ones, much like Kowalski's own memories, both quickly fading reminders of their past. Kowalski notes how long it had taken Kona to lose his feathers; a ano longer than normal, but...

One mês later, Private had gotten to know the team and the zoo animais reasonably well. He felt comfortable in Central Park. Everyone was friendly (except Joey) and Private could imagine himself living there, quite happily, for the rest of his life.
Nothing could have prepared him for what happened next.
It was in the middle of training, one day, when the team heard a voice coming from inside the H.Q.
"Peng-you-ins" it said, "I have a message that I think you will want to hear." Private was confused. The others weren't. They immediately stopped what they were doing and entered the hole under...

AUTHOR'S NOTE: As much as I wanted to write this in first person point of view, but I figured it is mais suitable this way. This is just a short happening in the HQ. I kindly request you to "Please Comment."

    BOOM! Another huge explosion shook the HQ. Skipper, Private and Rico looked up from their cards then to the steel door, which stood firm for a segundo before falling progressivo, para a frente dute to the blow.
    "Sorry! I'll fix that!" exclaimed a still carbon covered Kowalski as he burst out the lab. He quickly picked up the door, reconnected it with the bearings...

3rd Chapter! Awesome! :D

I want to thank LeonardFan, Marika_1996, and Icicle1penguin for reviewing last chapter! :D

Anyways, lets continue on the story!

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Dimension 1 (???)
Penguins HQ

At pressing the button, the penguins was shocked, shocked enough to drop the tape-player. They were shocked, not at the message, but who was saying the message.

It was... Blowhole.

As the shock left Skipper, he picked up the player and pressed play again, for it turned off when it touched the floor. As the others snapped out of their shock, they listened for a clue...

"help me... *cough* I, Dr. James Kelno Blowhole,...

RACCOON CITY!!!
The two females finally make it to Raccoon City......It's AWFULL! The buildings were burned to the ground, There are zombies everywhere, and the foulest stench in the whole WORLD lingered in the air! It was a complete wasteland. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! WERE GONNA DIE!" Marlene cried. Lilly just had a worried expression on her face, and said nothing the whole way there. Marlene knew Lilly was scared, but she's too tough to admit it. " Don't worry, we'll find 'em." Marlene tells Lilly with a smile. Lilly smiles back. All of a sudden, a zombie comes up from Marlene's side of the...