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“Ok, nice to meet you, we must came back to zoo, so, bye” said Skipper.
“Wait a minute, leader”
“Do you know who is leader?”
“You can’t go” said Prince and laughed.
“Why?”
“Because I have him” said Prince and caught Private.
“Help!” screamed Private.
“Hey! Let him go!”
Dark Prince laughed.
“Ok, what are you want?”
“You must gave me a magical Black Rose” said Prince.
“We haven’t got any black roses, Rico?”
Rico checked his stomach.
“Sorry” he said.
“See? Now give us Private”
Prince only laugh and he hurt him por a rose thorn.
“What are you doing!?” yelled Skipper. Prince let Private go.
“This is a curse, if you wouldn’t find Black Rose for seven days, he die.
“He’s only a child!”
“Do you want to take the curse upon yourself? Prince laugh again. Skipper looked at Private.
“Yes”
“Skippah, no!” said Private.
“If you want” said Prince “Now the curse is on you, leader, good luck” said Prince and he disappeared.
“Skippah, please, tell me we find this rose, promise” said worried Private.
“Ok, I promise”
“Curse? Magic? This is stupid” said Kowalski.
“But, he knew what we were saying” said scared Private.
“Ok, let’s go and look at this place, we must find that Black Rose”
“From where we should start?” asked Private.
“Maybe from that roses” said Kowalski and they started to searching.

Meanwhile

“I think they disappeared here” said Blowhole when they went to forest “Try to find some weird on the ground”
“I think I have got something” said Maurice “Here” said and pointed at sunken part of the ground.
“Good, we must blow it up”
“Oh, it’s going to boom, boom!” said Mort.
“great, as your king I think it is a good idea” said King Julien.
“Just shut up, ok?” asked Blowhole.

Meanwhile

“Skipper, I think we won’t find this rose here”
“So we must go to other place” said Skipper and they went deeper to the forest. But there were no ways to go along. There was only ‘gate’ formed from the roots and plants. In the middle of that, was recess for something round.
“We need something, with the same shape” said Kowalski.
“Ok, so we have no ways, only this, so where we find something like this?” asked Skipper.
“It must be hideaway” said Kowalski and they started new searching.

Meanwhile

Blowhole and lemurs blow up the ground and found the tunnel.
“We are like that silly penguins!” said King Julien “I want to be that who heads! peixe can be that who pukes…”
“I’m NOT FISH” said Blowhole in angry.
“Maurice, you are that wise, Mort, you’re that young silly penguin” ordered Julien.
“It suits me” said Maurice.
“Wee I’m silly penguin, HAHAHA” laughing Mort.
“can somebody tells him to keep quiet?” asked Blowhole.
“Stop! As your leader, I order! Mort, shut up” said King Julien.
“We must go this tunnel” said Blowhole.
“Hey, I said I’m order” said Julien.
“So order to go this tunnel!” Blowhole rolled his eyes.
“Ok, that has a sense, go through this tunnel!” ordered Julien.
Chapter 4-Assualt

    Skipper and Kowalski were very tired after training together. They went to cama early, before the sun even set. Since the others were gone, Skipper got a bunk this time. They plopped down in their beds like cold turkeys and curled up under their covers.
    “I have never been so overworked in my whole life,” Skipper moaned.
    “Eh, you will get used to it,” Kowalski assured him. “It is normal training for me.”
    “Does Mr. Halloweentown train you all the time?” he wondered. “And...
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    The realization of reality was like a soco to the face…For the segundo time today.

    Had I been injected with the same thing he'd injected into the other animais or was it strictly to knock me out? What was being injecting into the other animals? What the hell was going on here?!

    "Skipper?!"

    I snapped back into attention and realized that I'd been staring at the needle with my beak hanging open.

    "Skipper, you really need to stop doing tha—!"

    "I was injected...
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posted by TheRatKing1
Author's note: yes, i realize this story may be far-fetched, but this was one of my best ideas at the time, and i'm happy with the way it turned out despite my having no knowledge of how the actual voice actors act in real life, nor how they'd behave in a situation like this. This is my version of them, and my take on the show. I'm just here to tell my stories and do my own thing. if you don't like it, shaddap and don't say nuthin'. but if you like it, por all means, comment! I hope you enjoy this!

-Adam (AKA @NumismatistNut on twitter)



Tom McGrath's Point of view (Skipper's voice actor, in case...
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'Big..Brothah..'

He opened his eyes to see that male pinguim who he remembered correctly...HAD NO FLIPPING EYE.

"So you're awake?"

Private sat up, he was in his bed? Thankfully, the male had a bandage on.

"Don't worry, I am your ally."

"What?"

"Sorry I scared you earlier.. I guess I'm not used to showing up to normal people."

"Your missing eye...Did my brothah do that to you?"

"That's in the past."

Private sighed, "Evahyone seems to have it for him. But, you hate him too, right?"

"Because of our hate, we can't rest in peace. But I can save you. We need to get you out of here." He grabbed Private's flipper...
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Skipper, julien, Marlene, and Rico were all getting frustrated because they felt like they were going in a complete circle, they have no luck finding either private or kowalski, skipper was starting to get worried.

Rico: what if they got injured or worse because if spirits, or that huge guy who attacked me, I mean hell, I barely got away from that guy!

Skipper: enough! I know there both fine, there both strong, and they know not to give up so easily, now calm down , think positive!

Rico then realized that he was overreacting, he knew that they were both fine.

Marlene: but where could they be? I...
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The seguinte thing Private knows, he is on the ground; at his mother's feet. Something laid on topo, início of the little penguin. It has to be what had pushed him. It begins to get up.
It is Nigel! He lifts him into his fins.
"Private!" His mother cries, and hugs him tightly.
"There's no time! We need to get out of here!" Nigel says sternly. His voice had no emotion, except urgency. Private had never seen his uncle so serious. He was always so light-hearted and cheery. Goofy uncle Nigel, Private's mother's older brother.
They rush between people and their legs. Most scream, while some men shove through the...
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"Help!" Private screamed. Shock supressed his body so much-he could barely stand. The car came to a screeching stop. The headlights flickered off, and the side door began opening. As the pinguim began getting out, Private began recognizing him mais and more. "Oh my gosh!" Private gasped.
Skipper laid firm. Ramona circled in closer and closer. His eyes followed her to the best of their ablitities. "Sorry, must have dropped my ax. Better get it out." Ramona teased, and grasped the weapon with both flippers. She wedged it in even tighter, inflicting pain, which caused him to wince even more.
Skipper...
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Private dashed into a hiding place, grasping the knife. The rocking chair was perfect! As he sat down, the door opened. Skipper shut it gently behind him. Anxiety portrayed on Skipper's face. Because he got closer, Skipper's footstep's got louder. Each thump made Private quiver.
Although it seemed Skipper was searching for something, his footseps stopped. Private poked his head out. He saw Skipper's back on his own bed. When Skipper reached for his nightstand, Private gasped. Instead of rummaging through the droor for his knife, he took a corded phone that was set on top. Private sighed in...
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Although Monique and Kowalski were together, she doesn't always see eye to eye with Skipper. Usually it's her way of sneaking around or her passtimes that tend to bug the leader, but what they always tend to butt heads over is the way that she fights. Skipper and his team fight in a sophisticated and semi organized manner, while she ends up fighting in a rhythmic matter that's partially controlled por anger. Whenever she tries the moves Skipper teaches his team, she always feels like they are just not her.
One day, she felt like she wasn't taking control of what she feels like she should be doing...
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The team was invited to participate in a fighting tournament. They will each be going against an enemy that they have some sort of connection to, yet never met before, but, they'd have to fight individually.
"Listen up, team. Today is the big day. We've done extra training for two weeks for this. Just because we'll be dividido, dividir up for this doesn't mean that we won't be the champs. If we're going to be strong on the outside, we're going to start por being strong on the inside and be confident that we'll take início the gold!" Skipper was saying.
The four high fived each other and they were on their ways...
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dia 3
First thing in the morning, Skipper got the team up, to look into the discovery Kowalski made. None of them stopped until all the books were scattered on the floor. It had to have been impossible.
There was no possible trace of evidence. The room wasn't there, even. It was like it had just vanished.
"Sorry, Kowalski, but it's like there's no way this happened." Skipper said.
"I know, but you have to believe me! I saw it. I saw them!" Kowalski exclaimed.
"We do, Kowalski, it's just that this place makes it extremely hard." Private reassured Kowalski.
"Thanks, but I'm not sure if I even believe...
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My mother looks down on me with concern. I reach my flipper up to my forehead, and examine it. As I scan my flipper, I realize it's covered in blood. Every breath filters me with pain. My torso aches, and my mid-back cramps. I'm the least of my worries now. My mother tolerated the storm with no shelter. "You poor thing! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" She whispers and coughs. "I'm fine, momma, but you look sick. We should find a place to stay, so you can rest." I say. "Thank you, Skipper. There's a vacant igloo over there we can stay in." She says pointing to the snowy shelter.
We start waddling...
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