Their face expressions look so dramatic XD

The penguins were far on their way. The morning turned to a sweltering afternoon. Later, that shifted to a chilling night. The waves rocked mellowly.
Private glided through the water with Celeste on his left and Skipper on his right. Everything felt right. Even though the water was freezing due to nightfall, none of them were the least bit cold. They all had swam through much worse.
As time passed on, they weren't even close to the destination they had hoped for. All of them, began to tire sooner or later.The energy to keep going was scarce in all of them. The sky above the ocean was pitch...

"Good morning, Skippah!" Private greeted, cheerfully. As he waddled up the beach, Celeste trudged behind him. Her light petite feet were suprisingly clumsy in the chilling morning sand.
"Good morning, Private." Skipper smiled. He breathed a sigh, and looked farther down the beach.
His eyes met Celeste's. They were dark-almost black. She kept them hidden with her low-hung-head. "Good morning, Celeste." He offered a polite smile.
She tilted her head up. At first, she was confused. Her eyes focused on Skipper who nervously waved. "Wait, he was talking to me? He did say my name. What do I do? Just...

On the lead of Skipper, the penguins jumped out of their bunks. The screams contuined. "Skippah, help!" Private yelled. Skipper landed on his feet. The penguins got ready to face a monster, but what they were really going up against seemed to be a helpless little girl.
They leaped in front of the door. Skipper kicked the door aside. Each entered, searching for a threat on all sides. The only penguins in there were Celeste and Private. "I knew it!" Skipper thought.
"What happened here?!" Skipper yelled, shaking the lab.
"It's her leg!" Private cried pointing to Celeste, who had her flippers wrapped...

Dream

It was a quiet dia in the HQ. It might've even seemed too quiet for some and that "some" wasn't Skipper. To Kowalski, something didn't seem right.
He left the HQ for a while and looked around the zoo and everyone was present in the zoo. All except for one: Monique. He double checked the zoo, he even triple checked. She didn't say anything about leaving and she's talked to Kowalski about a lot.
What was also amazing was that no one else seemed to notice her disappearance except for him. Not even Skipper, and he always his parttime blood shot, highly trained eyes on everything. Kowalski had...

Note: I was listening to this one song and I thought the lyrics totally fit this story. Not so much as a song but a poem. I have a few of the words. And no I did NOT copy off some one's idea to make a story based off this song. I was composição literária the story before I listened to it. It just fits. I hope you like it!

"There's a place that I know
It's not pretty there and few have ever
Gone.
If I show it to you now
Will it make you run away
Or will you stay
Even if it hurts?
Even if I push you out
Will you return?
And remind me who I really am.
Please remind me who I really am.
Everbody's got a dark...

Private's pergunta stung. It seemed as if she hadn't anticipated him asking. She closed her eyes and reminisced painfully. A amargo, amarga taste formed in her beak. It was like she could feel the cold hands grasping her again.
"Scientists," She answered simply, covering up her past.
"What intentions would they have in caging up a pinguim in a lab for years?" Private wondered naïvely. Skipper elbowed Kowalski in the ribs.
"Uh… I'll explain later, Private." Kowalski said.
"No, it's fine. You see, there are some scientists. Evil scientists, who test chemicals out on animals. Sometimes, like in my case,...

As soon as the reached their humble habitat, they entered the lab. Kowalski and Rico were still transporting the creature. She was only about Private's size and age and as thin as paper, but as heavy as Skipper.
"Private, if you could roll this examing mesa, tabela to us I'd greatly appreciate it. Rico, we're going to lift her up on three." Kowalski strained as they struggled under the weight of the little penguin.
The chubby pinguim pushed the mesa, tabela in front of his friends.
"Three ... two ........ one!" Kowalski ordered.
The two strong penguins managed to put her soundly on the mesa, tabela without awakening...

"Romeo and Juliet" will now be called "Romeo and Juliet... and Romeo?" Also, I'm composição literária 3 separate stories on different spots!!! :O Sorta hard for me to be fast.
   Chapter 2
   Julien turned onto his side to see Private standing there looking down at him. "Oh, hello Private." Julien mumbled. "What are you doing here?"
   "Well, you seem a bit down in the dumps mais than usual." Private replied. Julien responded por laying on his back and sighed. "Still upset about Marlene?" Private, along with a few mais animals, noticed that Julien hasn't been himself since the whole 'Skilene' thing. He...

"And then, well let's not say anything about Jonstion." Skipper just finshed telling Marlene that Private was his son. "Wow. Is that why you personly slap Private?" asked Marlene. "That's clasified, Marlene." anwsered Skipper. "Whats no longer clasifed is my fealings tords you. I amor Marlene. Do you amor me?" he asked. "I thought you'd never ask. Let's take this to the seguinte level. Shut-up and kiss me." said Marlene. Little
did they know, Skipper's doctor and and assistent
were watching. "I think fate wanted us to see this. Right, Chase?" Chase replied, "Right Amber." The couples embrased, but...