At-chu

AN/Lame title. It was the best I could think of.

The energetic tune of the bugal tone that sounded at
exactly six thirty every morning sent three penguins
leaping up and out of katil in size order. Kowalski, Rico,
and Private all stood side sejak side in erect posture.
They gazed strait on, Kowalski's expression solid and
serious though still half-awake, Rico, a solemn expression
on his scarred face all the same anda could see the phyco
fire in his antarctican eyes, Private, who was last in the order,
carefully wiped sleep from one ungu, lilac eye, not breaking
his posture however. After waiting several seconds...

S:Skipper; K:Kowalski; P: Private; R: Rico; M:Marlene; J: Juline; k: killer h:Henry b: Brittany K: Karla


one hari when the penguins were finish with their mission everybody was watching TV and skipper grabbed a old picture out of the cabinet of him with his brother and skipper sighted a few times and when the team was coming just to know what was wrong skipper quickly put the picture away
P: whats wrong skipper
k: is their something wrong skipper?
r: yok k[ translation anda ok?
s: im OK im just looking at my pictures

in till all of the crew figured out that skipper had a picture of him and his brother...

This may be just a one-shot...IDK? XD

It was a hot summers hari in centeral park zoo, all the Haiwan were either swimming atau catching a tan.

Kowalski was fiddilng with some new chemicals he had taken (or "borrowed") from a nearby lab. Skipper groaned as he waddled into the room, he had had a restless night's sleep and had red eyes and his night topi, cap was still on.

P:Whats wrong Skippa?
S:*turns around swiftly* Your LUNACORN!
P:Wa?? Wa bout my Lunacorn?
S:It glows!!! IN THE DARK!!
P: So? I dont see the problem?
S:Its fancy glow keeps me up all night! I have been trained to keep a pantas, swift eye out for any...