Eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Skipper and the others were getting weaker and weaker por the minute, they knew if they even stopped for one minute, they wouldn't mover on, it felt like they've been in there for weeks, they were all starving, and thirsty, skipper wanted to ask private why he smelled like pee, but he felt as if private was trying to hide the smell, he didn't want to talk about it.

Rico: ugh! Well never find her body!

Marlene: don't give up! We're so close! She's got to be around here somewhere...

Julien: maybe we should just give up....well never get out of here...

Skipper turned around and grabbed julien

Skipper:...

'Julien's música player'

Private - O jejku jej!

Kowalski - Nie patrz tam!

Rico - Hej, zarościk mam!

King Julien - Pudełko me nagle rozrosło się
i unosi się hen to straszne wiem.

Mort - Król jakoś dziwnie nasz gada,
mam lęk, że to może być wada.

King Julien - Mam wielką chętkę por tak wam
nadawać!

Mort - To jest straszne, brzydkie i złe.

King Julien - Co ja zrobić mam?
Śpiewać się chce!


'I wanna control you'

Blowhole - Tylko ja doskonale wiem
jak ujarzmić bestię tę.
Czy wysłuchasz mego kojącego solo?
Wysłuchaj!
Wokół nas głupków gęsty tłum,
nie każdy ma mózg lub też inaczej...

Chapter 2: We're Going To Need Fans

"Look what you did! Everybody's turnin' into penguins!" Scouter yelled.

"It wasn't my fault! This contraption failed on me! Somehow it must have turned all of the fãs into penguins. Or worst, it may be turning the whole world into penguins! Just look at Lady Gaga's Twitter!" Marlene shouted.

Lady Gaga: These feathers totally match my outfit.
Scouter Richie and 8,009,875 people like this.

"Really Scouter??"

"Hey, I couldn't help myself." Said Scouter, trying to defend himself.

"Nevermind. Lets fix the machine and get the rest of the fans." Marlene said.

Meanwhile........

Chapter 3
Meanwhile, back at the lémure, lemur habitat
   Julien kept tossing and turning as he slept. He was having a nightmare, but it started out as a great dream. Julien was laughing as he ran through a familiar part of Madagascar. He was having fun exploring and partying with his subjects. All of his subjects cheered as he danced to the beat. He encouraged everyone else to dance with him. Julien watched as the other lemurs started to dance as well, except for one young male ruffed lémure, lemur who sat under the darkness of a tree. His body was white. He has patches of black on his tail, paws, hips, face,...

Characters:

Skipper
Kowalski
Rico
Private
Rebekah (OC, sorry, I wrote this a while back and didn't want to change it)

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Rebekah: Hey, Skipper! There is this awesome new Chinese restaurant that I think you should try sometime!
Skipper: Oh really?
Rebekah: Yeah! Here's the phone number for it.
*Rebekah hands Skipper a slip of paper with a phone number on it*
—Later—
*Skipper dials the number*
Lady: Chinese fooood. May I help you?
Skipper: Yeah, I'd like to place an order.
Lady: How much you like?
Skipper: Yeah, I'd like, uh, four orders of garlic fish.
Lady: And then?
Skipper: And then four orders of white...

....This may be out of character. Again, reviews really help. So... yeah. Catherine really lets it go in this one. I'll leave that for you to figure out while you read. Again, if this is out of character, please tell. Yet again, reviews really help :)

The bus had dropped them off a little ways from the Hoboken Zoo. It was a little off from the actual zoo so they had some walking to do. Finally, they had reached their destination.

The group stood outside of the Hoboken Zoo. In the center of the entire zoo, the party was probably going on. If anything, Hans was in there, probably getting drunk...

Penguins of Madagascar Personality Test

"Everyone has their own pinguim personality!"

It's not original, but I guess it will have to do. Check the underline before each item/characteristic if you possess it..

Note: If this means somewhat offending to anyone, just tell me and I'l take it down.

Thank you.

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You are a Skipper if:
__ You are a born leader.
__ You are terrified of needles.
__ You crave for order and authority.
__ Your La la land is an army battlefield.
__ Your clothing color of choice is khaki/brown.
__ You are the first born child.
__ You always have a cup of coffee...

Staring blankly at the phone, Skipper slapped me back into reality, "Private, Private, snap out of it, are you alright?" he asked, concerned for his youngest soldier. "Oh sorry Skipper, I just fell into a trance, it's because there's a file here that I don't remember seeing before" I replied. But before Skipper told me to play the ring tone, he called for Kowalski and Rico who were eager to hear it too. "Hey Kowalski, Rico come over here for a second, I want you guys to listen to this. Alright Private, cue the ring tone" said Skipper, pointing his flipper to my phone.

I pressed the play button...

Private's Narration

One of the features of cellphones nowadays is customizable ring tones, at least that's what I heard from Kowalski when I asked him a few days ago. A person can now input his own choice of sound that will play whenever there is a phone call.

This is where my scary story begins. One night me and the other penguins were inside the HQ preparing to go to bed. I had with me phone that I found earlier this morning that was lying around the bench. Apparently someone who was in a hurry must have hastily left the phone. I immediately picked it up claiming it's now in my possession....

The penguins where at my house that evening talking about their last mission they where on well skipper was holding the mission files. But, something happened the lights when out there was a scream of terror and when they came back on the files where gone.
But i said "I have a crystal ball you can use but i must..."
"Yeah yeah yeah what ever just give us the ball!" Skipper said."Fine," so I showed them where it was and this is what happened.
There was a Genie inside that ball that hated everybody even me it will play tricks on you and it will be mean about it.
The boys where rubbing it and words...

My first fanfiction! Enjoy!
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It was natal eve, 7:56 P.M.
Four penguins of the New York Central Park Zoo were preparing for Christmas.
Setting up the usual Ice tree, hanging mistletoe, (<-- just in case..) and stalkings. Private enjoyed Christmas. a few years atrás when he was still new to the penguins HQ, he seriously was confused.
Skipper told him: "Private, you must understand, this pinguim HQ does not believe in Santa Clause. He's just a fat man who was originally a Hobo and was thrown into the North Pole where he found Reindeers that are...

*raises hands defensively* I know, I know, this is already up on Kowalski's fã page, but honestly this place is mais active, so...

Alrighty, this contains my theory on how the heck it is, Kowalski always whips out his clipboard from nowhere, but in truth, It’s mais of a ridiculously long one-shot on Kowalski’s past.

Skipper waddled over to the coffee maker, pouring himself a cup. He turned, opening the fridge. "Hm, where did I put that...?" He mumbled to no one in particular. It was only five a.m. and the others were still sleeping. He always got up before they did. "Eh, there it is..."...

Afternoon, and there was a knock on the door…

Kowalski, who was sitting against a mural of the HQ, looked up from his book that he was leitura and stared at the door. Private rolled over from within his bunk and glanced at the door, as well. Skipper groaned and made his way towards the fonte of the sound. He seemed to be doing most of the work, lately. The others only seemed to be interested in quarrels and drama. The leader longed to go on another successful mission with his teammates; like they used to. Otherwise, life at the zoo was beginning to lose its meaning. But something kept him...

Chapter 3-Military Suicide

    “Oh…wow.”
    Skipper followed the team for miles and never exactly knew where they were going to. What was their base? Was it a snowdrift or something? It was quite the opposite though. It was a HUGE ship. That must explain how the penguins got there. It was bigger than a baleia and was incredible. He made sure they all disappeared inside before coming in closer. He walked right up to the entrance and stared up at it.
    The Well Deserved. The ship couldn’t have a better name. HE had to get inside...

Chapter One-The Foreigns
    “Oh, cool!” a very young pinguim squealed. “Look at them!”
    “Shut up,” the other one hissed. “They might see us.”
    Skipper yanked down the head of his friend who was peering over the snow drift they were spying behind. They just discovered something incredible. Skipper and Martin were just playing tobogã down a snowdrift away from their pinguim flock when they discovered some very strange penguins. They were not like any others the two had ever seen. There were eight of them and they...

The sinks have been successfully clogged with whatever paper the penguins could salvage from Kowalski's idea clipboard, and the toilets were most certainly clogged with toilet paper. The taco couldn't climb in the sewer now. And as for the door, it was successfully barricaded with bodies for all the penguins minus Rico were piled in front of the door, holding back the pressure put upon it por the great taco terror.
Skipper: Hang on, prairie dogs!
Private(whining): We should have gone to IHop!
Kowalski: What are we going to do? We are trapped in a bathroom and to make it even worse there is a mutant...