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Private knew what he had to do. He crept forward. Infront of Skipper on the enormous belt were knives. Private ran as fast as he could and jumped to push Skipper off in time to save him, but it was too late to save himself. He was cut and flew into Skipper's direction infront of the leader.
S: "Private! Private, come on, say something!"
The little soldier was motionless. Skipper held him in his flippers tightly. He felt warm liquid running down his chest. It was blood! Nigel raced up.
N: "Oh no, Private boy, please wake up!"
Skipper didn't budge, just cried holding his son tightly. The convare belt came to a holt. The Red Squirrel laughed in triumph. Just then a loud noise came from the door. It was Marlene, but she was in her wild form.
R.S.: "What in the world is that?"
Marlene tackled the Red Squirrel. It lead to a merciless brawl between the two. More footsteps came.
K: "Skipper! Private!"
The team entered, and saw the scuffle. Rico conveantly spit out a rope to tie up the squirrel.
Kowalski ordered the team through the whole mission.
K: "Rico, hold him down! Lemurs, tie the rope!"
Soon their mission was accomplished. Well, almost all of their mission. Marlene felt dizzy and fainted back into Kowalski's flippers.When the team finally found them. Marlene got back on her feet back to normal, but soon joined the rest of the team frozen in shock.
K: "Private?!"
M: "Skipper!"
They rushed over and the others followed.
S: "It should have been me! It's my fault!"
All of them cried for the little penguin. Marlene cried on Skipper and hugged him.
M: "No, Skipper, it's not your fault."
S: "He saved my life! I promised him I would protect him! I failed! Now he's gone."
K: "Wait, Skipper, let me see Private!"
R: "Private!"
Rico was even sobbing for the young soldier.
Kowalski examined Private.
K: "I could save him as long as we get him to my lab fast enough!"
The team rushed to the H.Q. with out rest,but it was a day's journey back on foot. Private didn't have that much time. A taxi drove up sudddendly and Skipper knocked out the driver. They rushed in, but nobody said a single word for a while. All except Skipper and Rico were in the back silent standing around Private. After awhile Marlene couldn't take it any more and walked up to Skipper, who had his eyes fixed on the road and the speed up to the max. He didn't even blink.
M: "Skipper, are you okay?"
S: "No, not really."
M: "I was worried sick about you. I thought you were..."
S: "How did you find me when you were, you know wild?"
M: "Well, Kowalski told me to stay for that reason, but I couldn't keep myself away. I forced myself to go, and my instincts, I guess, lead me to you."
From the back of the car Kowalski watched and listened into their disscusion. Something was bothering him.
When they reached the H.Q. Kowalski brought Private in his lab, and without hestitation knocked everything off his table. Laying Private down, Kowalski looked frustrated.
S: "Kowalski, status!"
K: "We're going to need a miracle for Private to survive this."
Private prooved how much he cared for his leader.
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???:what the.....where am...I-ugh! I must have twisted my leg.
Julien was inside a room, clustered with dusty and dirty chairs, where was he?

Julien:ugh... Where am I?

Julien began to walk around the room looking for clues as to where he was, on the other side of the classroom was Maurice lying on the ground.

Julien:!!!!, Maurice, Maurice answer me!

Julien couldn't reach him because of all the stuff in the way. He decides to leave the room to check to see if Maurice was ok. While leaving the room to check the other side, julien tripped and sprained his ankle even more.

Julien:...
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"I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General", or " The Major-General's Song"was written by the playwrights Gilbert and Sullivan in 1879. The song is famous, and you've probably heard it before.


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Blowhole: I am the very model of an evil dolphin mastermind
I treat my minions fairly and to them, i think I'm very kind
I know those stupid peng-yoo-ins would try to claim the contrary
And then I'd say to Private, "Lunacorns are imaginary".
I'm very well acquainted, too, with evil schemes to rule the world,
I understand the way to win the love of not just any girl
And Skipper's awful cooking can make...
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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 next thing Private knows, he is on the ground; at his mother's feet. Something laid on top 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 penguin began getting out, Private began recognizing him more 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 by 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 split 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 by being strong on the inside and be confident that we'll take home the gold!" Skipper was saying.
The four high fived each other and they were on their ways...
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Casino Rooftop in Monte Carlo

During the honeymoon of the lovely penguin and bobblehead doll couple, the sun was setting on the water and things seemed peaceful.
"Lola, my sweet, we need to talk," Skipper started, staring at the bobblehead's smile.
"You see, we don't seem to connect as much as i thought we would. As much as it pains me to say it, beautiful, i think we should see other people," Skipper explained, breaking the ice.
As if making a response to Skipper's words, Lola slid off the roof, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces. Skipper partially felt guilt, but he spoke from the heart...
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The other penguins were sleeping, but Kowalski couldn't find any slumber. He was too busy swimming in his thoughts.
He was in his lab that night wondering about how the others thought about him for the umphteenth time. Private recently told him that he looks up to him, which gives him a bit of ray of sunshine in his mind, and Rico just thinks about fish, last time he checked. The teammate he worries about the most, though, is Skipper.
For a long time now, Kowalski felt like he's been watched by Skipper, as if the leader was waiting for the scientist to screw up. He knows he's different from the...
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DAY 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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Chapter 6

Skipper made his way back to the Clock Tower. When he entered the room, a quick flash of light came and went, and the two fingers of the giant clock in the room were both rotating in different directions. They both landed on the six, and the clock made a total of thirteen toll sounds. After that extra toll sound the middle of the floor opened, and Skipper made his way down. When he made his way down he found a small elevator that looked like it will only go down, so he used it to go down. Once he arrived at the bottom he was in a pitch, black room, Skipper couldn't see a thing. Suddenly,...
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Chapter 4

Skipper made it to the next area of the castle, the Coliseum. As he walked by he saw dead bodies, most skeletons of warriors, all who have fought in the Coliseum in the past. But then, the skeleton warriors came back to life. Skipper noticed the sounds coming from behind him. He pulled out his sword and shield but he was outnumbered and soon surrounded by skeleton warriors. One of the skeleton warriors ordered Skipper to come with them to the battlefield. With not much of a choice, Skipper went with them.

They lead him to the battlefield area of the Coliseum, where they went back to...
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Chapter 2

As Skipper entered the castle right before he got inside a huge wolf monster stood in his way, but he easily killed with one hit of his sword. He didn't have just any sword, it was the family sword pasted down generation to generation in his family. As he went inside two more wolf monsters where in his way, but like the last one he killed them both with one slash from his powerful sword. The lights of the castle then went on and right out of the ground zombies raised from the ground. One by one then came but he was still no problem for the penguin vampire. Killing of all them he made...
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OK, so I'm really bored, so I decided to just do something random. So I started rhyming. My poem is probably lame, I know. Whattaya gonna do? Well, here goes...


PoM is so rockin' & cool
It makes me laugh so hard I look like a fool
I think about it all the time
To not like the show would be a crime

I think about it while I'm sleeping
I think about it while I'm awake
When a new show doesn't come on I start weeping
How long do I have to wait?

Skipper, the leader, is really hard core
But he still has a soft spot
To him there's so much more
When he's in cognito he's never caught

Kowalski is the genius of...
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Private rushed through the dark murderous forest for his life. Leaping over dead tree roots, croutching under branches, and yelping for some one's, anyone's help, he raced farther and farther away from the inferno mansion. For all he knew, the maniac that killed his friends was on his trail. No time, did he waste, to glance back to found where his attacker was.
Soon he was almost at the threshold, where they had almost wrecked coming. Just then in front of him Skipper's shadowy figure jumped from a tree with an ax in one flipper, blocking the trembling Private from escaping. "Sorry, I have...
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