The penguins were playing cards and I come in excited.
Me: Guys, you're not going to believe this!
S: You're finally going to seem human?
Me: What? No! Remember that kid you guys thought was a spy?
K: Yea, I remember that kid. Nosy fella.
Me: Yea, just like a little pest I know, but that's beside the point. Guess who's going to perform at that kid's school?
P: The Lunicorns?
Me: You wish, Private. And for the correct answer, Angela Bult!
K: Wow, congradulations. Let's hope that kid doesn't get all nosy.
Me: Yea, well, I better go get my wig and outfit ready. Wish me luck. (I leave)
S: Guess the coast is clear.
K: She doesn't seem to suspect a thing.
At the school; backstage
Me: (talking to myself) Alright, wig in place, check. Make up for the lights, check.
K: (from behind me) Complete confidence?
Me: Check. What? (looking behind me)
K: What's up, Monique?
S: Just to let you know, this was Kowalski's idea.
Me: I didn't think you guys would make it.
K: Well, I took a little peek into the future, let the others know ahead of time, and came up with this idea to see you perform.
Mastique: Jessica, David and I made it here, too.
Me: Okay, but why is Mort here? (pointing behind Jessica)
Jessica: Oh, my dad thought it would be a good idea to keep Mort from annoying him.
Mort: (struggling with container) Woah, this is heavy and smells like a boot.
S: That's number 12!!
K: I thought we got rid of that! (Mort accidentally throws the formula and it gets into my mouth)
Me: I don't feel so good.
K: Just take it easy, Monique.
Me: I need to find the restroom! (runs off)
In the restroom
Me: (after vomitting 27 times) Eww, I'm a mess. Better clean up and change before I go on.
Backstage 1 hora later
Jessica: Alright, I set up the cage back início and made a stuffed animal version of my dad's feet. I still don't get this obsession problem.
Mastique: I'll do the spell. Transportus Mortus lémure, lemur Habitatus. (Mort disappears)
Me: (walking back. I end up looking skinny while wearing dark clothing with spiked boots and my hair completely down) Sorry it took so long. I couldn't find anything else at this size.
K: Woah! You look completely different.
David: It seems hard to believe that you're you.
Announcer: And now, Angela Bult!
Me: Well, I better get going. I'll be cantar a few familiar songs. (on stage, I aing "Reflection", "Graveyard 8", and "What About Now".)
The seguinte day
Maurice: Wait, isn't that Monique?
Julien: What? No, that can't be, she looks like she's been skinnified or something.
Mort: I know what happened.
Julien: Shut up, annoying one and stay in that cage!
In the HQ
K: Alright, now to scan you with the Laser Disguise raio, ray and this look will be saved as a disguise.
S: (mumbles) Obviously.
K: Now, stand still. (Kowalski scans me with his invention) Alright, you can return to normal with your spell now.
Me: Though there was lack of recognition in store, I'd like to be how I was before. (I return to normal size)
K: Perfect.
Me: I don't want to end up like Sherman Klump and Buddy Love.
K: Then, I guess there's one mais thing that you need to do.
Me: Confess about who I really am?
K: Exactly.
At the school
Me: (as Angela Bult) Everyone, listen. I know I looked different now than I looked last night.
aleatório Kid: You sure do look different.
Me: Yea, so before I get a little out of control with my appearance change, I just want to say...(looking unsure at Kowalski, who is backstage)
K: (whisper) Don't feel bad about this.
Me:...I'm not just Angela Bult. (takes off the wig and everyone gasps) I'm a recently fellow New Yorker named Monique Peterson. (note: Peterson is a disguise last name for the name "Monique Penguin")
Same kid from "Field Tripped": I've seen you at the zoo a lot!
Me: Never mind that. The point is, Angela Bult was just a double identity creation. I'm sorry if I disappoint. (long silence)
aleatório female student: She's still the incredible female singer. Let's hear it for Monique Peterson! (everyone cheers)
Me: (whispering) What just happened?
K: (whispering back) You stood up for yourself and revealed something big. Their not only cheering for your success in the past, but their cheering for your courage.
Back at the zoo
K: Well, that's one less tragedy to worry about.
Me: Yea, now we need to figure out how to keep Jessica from being sucked into Julien's stupidity.
K: Oh don't worry. In that case, we may be young for grandparenting, but we've got a few tricks up the sleeve.
Me: Way ahead of you. I mentally replaced Julien's stupidity, minus the dancing, with some insanity.
K: Who's insanity?
Me: I don't know how but mine's and someone elses.
Jessica: Who wants to battle chainsaws? (vomits a chainsaw)
Me: Uh oh.
K: Retreat!!! (we both run away)
The end
Me: Guys, you're not going to believe this!
S: You're finally going to seem human?
Me: What? No! Remember that kid you guys thought was a spy?
K: Yea, I remember that kid. Nosy fella.
Me: Yea, just like a little pest I know, but that's beside the point. Guess who's going to perform at that kid's school?
P: The Lunicorns?
Me: You wish, Private. And for the correct answer, Angela Bult!
K: Wow, congradulations. Let's hope that kid doesn't get all nosy.
Me: Yea, well, I better go get my wig and outfit ready. Wish me luck. (I leave)
S: Guess the coast is clear.
K: She doesn't seem to suspect a thing.
At the school; backstage
Me: (talking to myself) Alright, wig in place, check. Make up for the lights, check.
K: (from behind me) Complete confidence?
Me: Check. What? (looking behind me)
K: What's up, Monique?
S: Just to let you know, this was Kowalski's idea.
Me: I didn't think you guys would make it.
K: Well, I took a little peek into the future, let the others know ahead of time, and came up with this idea to see you perform.
Mastique: Jessica, David and I made it here, too.
Me: Okay, but why is Mort here? (pointing behind Jessica)
Jessica: Oh, my dad thought it would be a good idea to keep Mort from annoying him.
Mort: (struggling with container) Woah, this is heavy and smells like a boot.
S: That's number 12!!
K: I thought we got rid of that! (Mort accidentally throws the formula and it gets into my mouth)
Me: I don't feel so good.
K: Just take it easy, Monique.
Me: I need to find the restroom! (runs off)
In the restroom
Me: (after vomitting 27 times) Eww, I'm a mess. Better clean up and change before I go on.
Backstage 1 hora later
Jessica: Alright, I set up the cage back início and made a stuffed animal version of my dad's feet. I still don't get this obsession problem.
Mastique: I'll do the spell. Transportus Mortus lémure, lemur Habitatus. (Mort disappears)
Me: (walking back. I end up looking skinny while wearing dark clothing with spiked boots and my hair completely down) Sorry it took so long. I couldn't find anything else at this size.
K: Woah! You look completely different.
David: It seems hard to believe that you're you.
Announcer: And now, Angela Bult!
Me: Well, I better get going. I'll be cantar a few familiar songs. (on stage, I aing "Reflection", "Graveyard 8", and "What About Now".)
The seguinte day
Maurice: Wait, isn't that Monique?
Julien: What? No, that can't be, she looks like she's been skinnified or something.
Mort: I know what happened.
Julien: Shut up, annoying one and stay in that cage!
In the HQ
K: Alright, now to scan you with the Laser Disguise raio, ray and this look will be saved as a disguise.
S: (mumbles) Obviously.
K: Now, stand still. (Kowalski scans me with his invention) Alright, you can return to normal with your spell now.
Me: Though there was lack of recognition in store, I'd like to be how I was before. (I return to normal size)
K: Perfect.
Me: I don't want to end up like Sherman Klump and Buddy Love.
K: Then, I guess there's one mais thing that you need to do.
Me: Confess about who I really am?
K: Exactly.
At the school
Me: (as Angela Bult) Everyone, listen. I know I looked different now than I looked last night.
aleatório Kid: You sure do look different.
Me: Yea, so before I get a little out of control with my appearance change, I just want to say...(looking unsure at Kowalski, who is backstage)
K: (whisper) Don't feel bad about this.
Me:...I'm not just Angela Bult. (takes off the wig and everyone gasps) I'm a recently fellow New Yorker named Monique Peterson. (note: Peterson is a disguise last name for the name "Monique Penguin")
Same kid from "Field Tripped": I've seen you at the zoo a lot!
Me: Never mind that. The point is, Angela Bult was just a double identity creation. I'm sorry if I disappoint. (long silence)
aleatório female student: She's still the incredible female singer. Let's hear it for Monique Peterson! (everyone cheers)
Me: (whispering) What just happened?
K: (whispering back) You stood up for yourself and revealed something big. Their not only cheering for your success in the past, but their cheering for your courage.
Back at the zoo
K: Well, that's one less tragedy to worry about.
Me: Yea, now we need to figure out how to keep Jessica from being sucked into Julien's stupidity.
K: Oh don't worry. In that case, we may be young for grandparenting, but we've got a few tricks up the sleeve.
Me: Way ahead of you. I mentally replaced Julien's stupidity, minus the dancing, with some insanity.
K: Who's insanity?
Me: I don't know how but mine's and someone elses.
Jessica: Who wants to battle chainsaws? (vomits a chainsaw)
Me: Uh oh.
K: Retreat!!! (we both run away)
The end
I am stuck with the other apaixonados
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And amor another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
You are stuck with the other apaixonados
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured por the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And amor another fandom
You need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around you
You ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
You wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
You feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
You are stuck with the other apaixonados
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And amor another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
You are stuck with the other apaixonados
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured por the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And amor another fandom
You need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around you
You ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
You wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
You feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
You are stuck with the other apaixonados
