"Indeed now, I can bring devastation to anyone in the way, now that I have my newly found abilities," said Dr. Damion. Hannah frowned slightly. "Are you just going to keep us here forever?!" asked Hannah, holding the bars of her cell. "No, I intend to dispose of you two like the rotting frutas under the cabinet," said Dr. Damion. "One problem with that, I can build something to get us out," said Jett. Dr. Damion frowned. "When have you EVER built something on your own? The Nanobot XV45? That was something you took from a failed scientist invention, and the Volosound Millenia?! That was something...

They were now speeding along, their massive sail pulled down and the motor on Auto-Captain, they looked out the windows of their boat, they were now in the strait, but they didn't see much yet. So they assumed they had past the first hazard, so Jett bravely stepped onto the upper main deck. That was, until they saw that single flash of brownish green lunge down, grab a engradado, caixa of meat rations, and disappear, then another, lunging at an unbolted attachment knob. "Jett get outta there!!" yelled Lilly. Jett then saw another flash of brownish green, only two inches from grabbing him. He looked up...

At last, the group, and the rest of the army, were huddled up at the other side of the river, out of all 5,076 people in both armies, only one army, and 549 people remained, including Hannah, Lilly, Private, Kowalski, and Jett. Private huddled up with the rest of the army, alongside Domingo, everyone, was huddled up in a circular pattern, looking back at the other side of the river where the Tower was, looking for a shortcut to them. Obviously, shooting at the army from the other side wouldn't work, since it's shooting range is short, anywhere within 2 miles was doomed, but anyone out of that...

Julien: *bursts into pinguim HQ through side door* Hello my loyal subjects! I demand you to meet our new neighbor! *wiggles eyebrows up and down/ smiles*
Skipper: *rolls his eyes then looks surprised* What?! New neighbor?!? Kowalski, how come this is the first im hearing of this?!?
Kowalski:*flips through a few papers* I dont understand! There is nothing on the charts! *rubs head*
Skipper: Ughh.. Well, where is he?
Julien: SHE is right here! *points to the doorway**smiles*
Lexii: *steps out of shadows and into the light nervously* *smiles shyly* Hi, Im Lexii.
Skipper: uhhhh... *smiles*
Private:...

Why, hello there fellow fãs of the amazing Penguins of Madagascar!
Forgive the title, it's just a ploy to get you to read this.
And since your already here, why not?
But why am I composição literária this? Well, if you observe the type of artigo this is, it is an "opinion."
You all know of the fact that a bit of a fight happened that didn't have to happen if the troublemaker had been left alone, so I have an idea to help us all remind each other.
*guitar strum*
In song.
*ahem*
Intro:
♪ *sweet acapella*Rainbows, innocence, and Luuunnaacooorns,
*techno*Science, mais Science, and Inventionssss
*heavy metal*Crazy...

Emma soared into the sky, followed por Marlene in brightly coloured, remote control airplanes. As the airplanes climbed higher into the sky, Emma put her small headset on and turned to Marlene.

"Marlene, is your headset working?" She asked, clearly.

"Yep, can you see anything?" Marlene replied, as she slowed her climbing and hovered over New York, her light brown eyes fixed on the great green expanse that was Central Park.

"Wow, you can see everything from here!" Emma exclaimed, briefly forgetting about their mission, and staring around in delight. From here, you could see The Park, Liberty...

"Hey Rico?" Peyton asked the crazy psychopathic pinguim as he continued to cut up the chopped peixe for the sushi he was making.

"Yep." He answered carefully cutting the last piece of salmão to make Peyton and Mya's favorito dish of his.

"Do you need any help?" She asked walking over from her spot in front of the televisão where she was watching H2O with the others.

"Uhh huh." Rico said. He spit up a small cozinha faca and handed it carefully to the young penguin. She smiled and waddled over to the other side of the table. He handed her some herring and instructed her to cut them into cube like...

I decided to write this while listening to we are the champions from my new crazy frog CD xD

It was a dark and stormy day. The rain came down in torrents. Thunder rumbled and lighting shot across the sky. Blowhole and his minions challenged the penguins to a game of soccer. Triumphant música was playing as Sindaj, Rico, Skipper, Kowalski and Private walked onto the field. "we are the champions, my friends" the lobsters sang as Kowalski went to the goal net. "we are the champions, we are the champions no time for losers because we are the champions... of the worldd" sang the lobsters again. Julien...

Things only took a largely devastating turn for the worst. The occasional dry spell that went to the Midlands, which usually lasted for no mais than a month, had begun to last much longer than it usually did. After a segundo month, the heat became intense. Skipper suffered financial losses due to the drought, since he had once been a crop tycoon of the world, that meant those tenderly delicate grapevines growing in the pristine volcanic hills, made up a fourth of his expenses and profits, now a quarter of his money was now shriveled up and laying in a heap. The devastation extended much further,...