Chapter 1: Schemes and Possesions
Seven years later...
"Private..."the vision called out. Private turned around to see nothing. "Private, I'm over here."the vision called out. Private took a step forward. "No over here."the vision said. Private turned around to see Henry who was 77. "Who are you?"Private fearfully asked. "I am your ascendant. I have to tell you that the time has come."Henry said. "For what?"Private fearfully asked. "To pick the chosen one of course. Tomorrow, your Uncle Nigel will be coming for something. Your eleventh birthday is today. Right?"Henry asked. Private fearfully nodded. "I guess you are old enough to handle the prize possesion. But I must warn you. Someone close to you will be picked as the chosen one by mistake. I will send you another dream to warn you."And with that, Henry disappeared. "Wait!"Private exclaimed. "What do you mean?"
"You'll know when the time comes. Now wake up."Henry said.
Private woke up. He wished to tell Skipper but couldn't. He just wanted to keep it as a secret yet he has so many questions. What did he mean? he thought. Just then, Private walked up to the bathroom to wash his face. Just then, the others woke up to prepare for the surprise brithday party. What do you mean Henry? he thought. He did not even understand. But he knew that it was important. Quickly, he got a notepad and a pencil and noted down everything that happened in that dream. That dream that was quite mysterious. Odd. Dream. That's all he knew. Private was quite confused indeed. But what did he mean by chosen one? That's what Private wanted to know. As he came out, he was surprised.
"Surprise!"they said. Private just ran to his pillow and secretly hid the paper and the pencil. "Where were you?"Skipper asked. "Uh, in the bathroom, washing my face and figuring out a secret. I just can't tell you Skippah."Private said. The others were quite confused. Until Uncel Nigel came out. "Hey nephew!"Uncle Nigel exclaimed. "Err...we may need some privacy around here."And with that, the penguins climbed up to the topside leaving Uncle Nigel and Private alone. "Why the long face?'Uncle Nigel asked. "It's just that, well, I had a dream last night with this mysterious guy and he said that I'm the chosen one or something. I don't quite understand but I had so many questions."Private said. "Ah! But with that, I have a surprise for you."Uncle Nigel said. Private carefully opened it. It was a bow and thirty-two arrows. "That's the family's prized possesion. It was first used by your ascendant Henry.'Uncle Nigel said. "That must be the guy in my dream lately."Private said. "Yes. This is a sign."Uncle Nigel said. "A sign of what?"Private asked. "A sign that you will make the propehecy come true."Uncle Nigel said. "What is the prophecy that you mean, Uncle?"Private asked. Uncle Nigel stood up. "You'll find out. Keep it in somewhere no one is suppose to find."Uncle Nigel said. He climbed up the fishbowl and walked away.
Private, on the other hand hid in a tunnel to the right inside the plaque. No one even knew it. Not even Skipper. He typed a password, hid it under a small mattress and went out. After a moment, the others went in to have some cake. Well, until the lemurs and Marlene interrupted. And so did the other animals. Then, Phoebe joined in along with Private's trusty steed Nutty the horse. It went on and on until 10:00. Then, another dream came to him.
"Private."Henry said. "You again?"Private asked. "Yes. I must tell you something. Tomorrow is finally the day that Messenger Xai Lang will send a scroll to the chosen one. It should have been you but like I warned the dream before this, someone REALLY close to you will be mistakenly picked. When the time comes that people are mistakenly to be thought something that's not true, call out your close friend along with your trusty steed. You'll have to waait."Henry said. And with that, he vanished. Now, Private only understood a bit. Something about someone close to him. But who?
"Time for my new scheme."the dark voice said. The lobsters were working on a new scheme. The greatest one of all that will put everyone in danger. "Time to fail peng-oo-ins."he said with an evil grin. Soon, he laughed.
Seven years later...
"Private..."the vision called out. Private turned around to see nothing. "Private, I'm over here."the vision called out. Private took a step forward. "No over here."the vision said. Private turned around to see Henry who was 77. "Who are you?"Private fearfully asked. "I am your ascendant. I have to tell you that the time has come."Henry said. "For what?"Private fearfully asked. "To pick the chosen one of course. Tomorrow, your Uncle Nigel will be coming for something. Your eleventh birthday is today. Right?"Henry asked. Private fearfully nodded. "I guess you are old enough to handle the prize possesion. But I must warn you. Someone close to you will be picked as the chosen one by mistake. I will send you another dream to warn you."And with that, Henry disappeared. "Wait!"Private exclaimed. "What do you mean?"
"You'll know when the time comes. Now wake up."Henry said.
Private woke up. He wished to tell Skipper but couldn't. He just wanted to keep it as a secret yet he has so many questions. What did he mean? he thought. Just then, Private walked up to the bathroom to wash his face. Just then, the others woke up to prepare for the surprise brithday party. What do you mean Henry? he thought. He did not even understand. But he knew that it was important. Quickly, he got a notepad and a pencil and noted down everything that happened in that dream. That dream that was quite mysterious. Odd. Dream. That's all he knew. Private was quite confused indeed. But what did he mean by chosen one? That's what Private wanted to know. As he came out, he was surprised.
"Surprise!"they said. Private just ran to his pillow and secretly hid the paper and the pencil. "Where were you?"Skipper asked. "Uh, in the bathroom, washing my face and figuring out a secret. I just can't tell you Skippah."Private said. The others were quite confused. Until Uncel Nigel came out. "Hey nephew!"Uncle Nigel exclaimed. "Err...we may need some privacy around here."And with that, the penguins climbed up to the topside leaving Uncle Nigel and Private alone. "Why the long face?'Uncle Nigel asked. "It's just that, well, I had a dream last night with this mysterious guy and he said that I'm the chosen one or something. I don't quite understand but I had so many questions."Private said. "Ah! But with that, I have a surprise for you."Uncle Nigel said. Private carefully opened it. It was a bow and thirty-two arrows. "That's the family's prized possesion. It was first used by your ascendant Henry.'Uncle Nigel said. "That must be the guy in my dream lately."Private said. "Yes. This is a sign."Uncle Nigel said. "A sign of what?"Private asked. "A sign that you will make the propehecy come true."Uncle Nigel said. "What is the prophecy that you mean, Uncle?"Private asked. Uncle Nigel stood up. "You'll find out. Keep it in somewhere no one is suppose to find."Uncle Nigel said. He climbed up the fishbowl and walked away.
Private, on the other hand hid in a tunnel to the right inside the plaque. No one even knew it. Not even Skipper. He typed a password, hid it under a small mattress and went out. After a moment, the others went in to have some cake. Well, until the lemurs and Marlene interrupted. And so did the other animals. Then, Phoebe joined in along with Private's trusty steed Nutty the horse. It went on and on until 10:00. Then, another dream came to him.
"Private."Henry said. "You again?"Private asked. "Yes. I must tell you something. Tomorrow is finally the day that Messenger Xai Lang will send a scroll to the chosen one. It should have been you but like I warned the dream before this, someone REALLY close to you will be mistakenly picked. When the time comes that people are mistakenly to be thought something that's not true, call out your close friend along with your trusty steed. You'll have to waait."Henry said. And with that, he vanished. Now, Private only understood a bit. Something about someone close to him. But who?
"Time for my new scheme."the dark voice said. The lobsters were working on a new scheme. The greatest one of all that will put everyone in danger. "Time to fail peng-oo-ins."he said with an evil grin. Soon, he laughed.
I do not think The Penguins of Madagascar should be cancelled. This show is my life. Literally, you should see all the photos I have, all the dvd's I have. I took my time to write a freakin' movie on it for cryin' out loud! (sorry, got a little carried away) There are millions of fans all over the world that loves the show. It's the second best show on Nick (behind SpongeBob SquarePants...which in my opinion is bogus. POM is way better than that show.). They won Best Animated Program. You'd think with all these factors they might try keeping the show going on for at at least one more season. Plus they just started season 3. There's only about 20 episodes in it. I think whoever decided the show should be cancelled should be fired. They don't know what they're talking about because so many people want the show to continue, I don't understand why they can't see that.
Interview Starting in
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Me: "So, Skipper, how long have you been in the military?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "O...K. Um, what are some problems you have to deal with on daily basis?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: T_T "OK, um, how do your men view you as a leader?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: ',: l *sigh* "Who's your next in command?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "Where did you go on your first mission?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: >:( "What do you eat for breakfast?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "IS THERE ANY QUESTION YOU WILL ANSWER?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: T_T
Tip: If you want to interview a military operative...don't waste your breath.
3...
2...
1...
Me: "So, Skipper, how long have you been in the military?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "O...K. Um, what are some problems you have to deal with on daily basis?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: T_T "OK, um, how do your men view you as a leader?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: ',: l *sigh* "Who's your next in command?"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "Where did you go on your first mission?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: >:( "What do you eat for breakfast?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: "IS THERE ANY QUESTION YOU WILL ANSWER?!"
Skipper: "Classified."
Me: T_T
Tip: If you want to interview a military operative...don't waste your breath.
SIDE EFFECTS OF WATCHING THE PENGUINS OF MADAGASCAR MAY INCLUDE:
--Your eyes may explode from too much awesomeness
--You may become so obsessed with the show you will dedicate your whole life to it
--You may become a sofa spud because you will watch the show nonstop for literally 24/7
--You may form your own commando team & put yourself & others in mortifying danger
--You may cause yourself to never speak again because you will try to be like Rico
--Your house may explode because you will try to make inventions like Kowalski
--Strained eyes because you will be watching the show with tape holding up your eyelids so you don't miss a thing
Hospitals worldwide & Insurance agencies worldwide are not responsible for any of these occurances.
--Your eyes may explode from too much awesomeness
--You may become so obsessed with the show you will dedicate your whole life to it
--You may become a sofa spud because you will watch the show nonstop for literally 24/7
--You may form your own commando team & put yourself & others in mortifying danger
--You may cause yourself to never speak again because you will try to be like Rico
--Your house may explode because you will try to make inventions like Kowalski
--Strained eyes because you will be watching the show with tape holding up your eyelids so you don't miss a thing
Hospitals worldwide & Insurance agencies worldwide are not responsible for any of these occurances.