Kowalski is playing the banjo!

Meh. I feel like Penulisan one. Don't hurt me!(This is an odd human Anime version which please don't judge me. I was bored...Also. I tweaked a few things. You'll notice (^^) enjoy I guess (´ﾍ｀；)PS: I don't know what really anyone does in America. Since I live in Jepun (´д｀))
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"KOWALSKI!" Skipper busted into Kowalski's room. where Kowalski slept. Skipper ran over and slapped him upside the head. but it was a just a projector.
"Crap! Where is he?"
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"I had an er," Kowalski walked along side of Marlene "an extatic time with you... It was..."...

i do not own the PoM character's they belong to Dreamworks.
i do own the fox character.

Chapter 1: The discovory

It was a normal, winter, Saturday morning in the central park zoo. today the zoo was closed which meant an early wake up call in the penguins habitat for some drills. all four penguins stood on the little island that floated in the middle of the habitat. Skipper, the leader of the group, was addressing orders on what the drills will be.

"All right men," Skipper called, as he faced his three commrades that were standing in front of him. " today we are going to do some combat drills-"...

Pluma was laying in her bed, thinking. Skipper didn't tunjuk her one of the habitats. Why? She hopped out of katil and shook Skipper. "Skipper! Wake up!" Pluma hissed. Skipper shook his head and got up. "Wha-is there an enemy attacking?"

Pluma shook her head. "Can anda tunjuk me that one place anda didn't tunjuk me?" She asked. Skipper's eyes bulged. "THAT one?" He shook his head."Negative," Pluma frowned. "And why not?" Skipper looked unconformable. At last, he threw his flippers up in defeat. "Alright! I'll do it...."
Pluma smiled.

King Julien cracked his finger knuckles. Then his neck and legs. "Maurice,...

"This is the memerang, otter habitat, utama to Marlene the otter," Skipper gestured to Marlene's place. "Nice slide," Pluma commented. Skipper rubbed is chin thoughtfully. "Yeah, anda could say that about-"
"Hey, Skipper! What's up?" Marlene hopped down from the enclosure wall. She was about to alih toward Skipper when she saw Pluma holding hands with him.

Marlene stared for a few moments. "Skipper? WHO. IS. THIS?" She asked through clenched teeth, holding down her anger. "This," Skipper gestured to Pluma, not seeming to notice Marlene's hostile glare. "is Pluma," Pluma waved and smiled. Marlene scowled...

Why Penguins of Madagascar is the greases tunjuk ever!

    Hello POM fans, now some of anda people know me, and some of anda don’t so let me induce myself. I’m Metallica1147, a big POM fan, and a huge Metallica peminat J now I know that the Spongebob peminat-peminat where supposed to write this since we won the peminat fiction contest, but I don’t think they will so I deiced to make my own artikel of why this tunjuk is so great. After anda read this, if anda feel there was something I didn’t say in this article, and anda think its important feel free to put in a komen what it was.

    Why...

k:kowalski r:rico s:skipper m:marlene

K: Yo, Rico, our tunjuk is about to come on!
R: Oky Doky!
( 10 minuites later)
K: Come on, what is taking so dang long?
R: Shut up, I comin!
K: Ok, but anda beter hery up, atau I will eat all the popcorn!
R: POPCORN!( he ran to Kowalski)
K: About time!
R: Shush!
( 2 minuties later)
K: Wait a sec, weres Skipper and Private?
R: Shh!
K: Well escuse me, I will find out my self!
R: Shhhh!
K: Rico, sometimes anda can be very rude when it comes to your shows!
R: Nuh uh!
K: yes anda do, anda always....
S: Whats going on in here?
K: Nothing, Skipper.
S: Oh, ok... ooo popcorn!
K: Well, weres...

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Skipper climbed up the ladder and out of the fishbowl enterance. It must have been two in the morning, but he developed a sudden urge to visit Marlene. He walked through the darkness and neared the otter's exhibit. He was right up to the gate, when all the sudden he took a sharp turn to the right and started walking towards the gift shop.

What was he doing? Skipper felt like he couldn't control his actions. He couldn't turn around. It was like someone was pushing him, forcing him a different direction.

Skipper waddled up to the door. He was too short to open it. He just stood there and stared...

Skipper reluctantly climbed up the ladder, staring at the other two jealously (they had fallen asleep before he had even gotten to the bahagian, atas of the ladder). He was so distracted sejak making nasty faces at them that he nearly slipped and fell off. After he regained his balance, he decided it was best to concentrate on climbing.

He popped out of the hole and into the penguin habitat, and immediately shivered. It was a very cold night and even though he was a penguin, he seemed to have little tolerance for the cold, presumably because he had been born and raised in warmer temperatures (see ‘Tagged’...

Chapter 3

“Unacceptable.” Skipper’s firm words crawled around the habitat like a monster searching for their deepest secrets. Skipper flippers where crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face, pointing towards Rico.

Rico sat with a deep frown on his face, his head lowered and his feet dangling while he sat on bahagian, atas of the concrete block. Skipper’s shadow seemed to tower over his own body, and made him feel quite small, compared to his leader, even if it was the other way around.

“But, Skippa. What did Rico do? He was just painting with Marlene, is all.” Private began defending...

‘AUDITIONS TONIGHT’ read a big sign positioned over the mata air, air pancut in the zoo plaza. A crude meja, jadual had been positioned in front of the fountain, at which sat Mason and Phil. Large piles of papers were stacked all over the meja, jadual and a huge line was assembled in front of it. Every few seconds, one of the Haiwan in the line would hand one of the chimps a piece of paper, which they would promptly glance at and stack on bahagian, atas of one of their piles. Then the animal would go up onto the side of the mata air, air pancut and sing a song of their choice from The Barber of Seville for the judges, the chimps and...

Kowalski slowly opened his eyes, blinking twice to bring his vision into focus. He let a yawn escape from his mouth, stretching as he did so. Something didn’t feel right to Kowalski this morning, like something was missing.

Finally it hit him; he had not been woken up sejak Skipper’s demanding voice this morning. He slipped out of katil and quickly turned around to see if Skipper had ever made it back to the HQ last night. Unsurprisingly to Kowalski he found Skipper’s bunk empty. A small grin found its way to Kowalski’s face; he knew exactly where Skipper was.

But that wasn’t important right...

imej and Words

Marlene entered her habitat, laughing to herself. She knew, without a doubt, that her little statement was methodically eating away a Skipper. It was nice to know that she could get into his head that easily, it made her feel like she had control of him.

She stood in the middle of her utama and looked around, trying to figure out what to do. Suddenly a thought lodged itself into Marlene’s mind. She hadn’t painted anything new in almost 3 months.

Marlene quickly snatched her paints and basically ran over to her easel. She sat down in front of it, placed the paint on the table...