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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a second he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying next to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minutes later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of fish coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let out a tired sigh.

“Good morning,” Marlene said softly as she noticed that Skipper was awake. She poured a cup of coffee and handed it to the drowsy penguin.

“Here you go,” she said as she passed the coffee off, “something to put a little pep in your step.”

“Thank you Marlene, you know me too well. Are you sure you’re not a spy.” Skipper replied jokingly. Marlene just smiled and gave him a playful punch to the shoulder. She sat down next to him on the bed, and he wrapped his free flipper around her shoulders.

“So what’s the plan for today?” She asked curiously.

“Well I can either go and meet up with my team…OR I can sit here and tell you how pretty you are.”

“I like the latter.” A wide grin spread across her face.

“Ok the latter it is then, I’m sure Kowalski’s doing fine anyways.” Skipper was blissfully unaware of what has happening outside the zoo.

Kowalski quickly darted to the other side of the tree where Private had fallen, Rico following closely. He wasn’t sure what to expect, and images of the worst case scenario raced through his mind.

What if he’s seriously hurt, or even worse…dead? How would Skipper react, what would happen to me? What about Private, what if he’s never the same after, how would I live with that guilt.

As he rounded the tree Kowalski spotted Private’s motionless foot. As the tree reveled the rest of the young penguin’s body Kowalski’s fears had come true. A broken flipper was apparent and a decent sized gash was visible across his forehead. Luckily for Private he was unconscious and thus ignorant to the wounds that ailed him.

Kowalski fell to his knees and cradled Privates head in his flippers.

“Rico, attend to that flipper, STAT!” Kowalski ordered, trying to get a grip on the situation.

Rico, without hesitation, coughed up a splint and began to immobilize Privates broken flipper, making sure to keep everything in place. He worked carefully but rapidly, making sure not to disturb the already damaged appendage.

Kowalski had managed to stop the bleeding from the wound on Private’s forehead. Knowing that there was nothing else he could do with out the proper equipment he demanded Rico to carry him back to the HQ.

Rico picked up Private’s limp body and ran swiftly back to the HQ. Kowalski on the other hand headed in the opposite direction, towards Marlene’s habitat.

He hated the idea of interrupting what ever they were doing, but he knew that he couldn’t do this without Skipper.

He tobogganed quicker than he ever has before, flying across the ground, almost frictionless. In no time he was in front of Marlene’s habitat and already falling towards the water below.

From inside a splash was heard, both Skipper and Marlene looked towards the entrance to her home, then back at each other. They shrugged and were about to continue they’re conversation when a dripping wet Kowalski shot through the tunnel.

“Kowalski? What are you doing here?” Skipper asked wondering for what possible reason the intellect would show up.

“Skipper…it’s…it’s…Private…he’s…he’s…” Kowalski stammered as he tried to catch his breath.

“He’s what, spit it out already,” Skipper commanded bluntly.

“He’s…hurt.”

Skipper just sat silently, shocked by the news that was just brought upon him. He felt anger beginning to develop deep inside him, he wasn’t sure if it was directed towards Kowalski, or himself.

“How bad is it?” Skipper finally managed to ask

“I don’t know, Rico’s taking care of him right now back at the HQ but he needs some help, that’s why I came to get you.”

Skipper stood up, gave Marlene a light kiss on the cheek, and without another word darted out of her home, with Kowalski close behind.
posted by peacebaby7
Note: This is the fanfiction I'll be writing between Part 2 & 3 of a fanfiction I'm writing now. Please enjoy. :)

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Okay…so how do I do this? I know nothing about breaking through a shell. I hear voices on the other side, concerned voices. I guess I was supposed to hatch three days ago. Well what do they expect? It’s not like I make a living out of breaking through shells. It’s not like these things come with instruction manuals, not that I could read it anyway. I tried pushing at the sides with my tiny flippers…nothing. How do other hatchlings do...
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Kowalski looked up. "Who was that?"
Doris listened. "I don't hear anything."
Kowalski held up a hand, signaling her to be quiet. He listened intently.
He heard the scream again, then two gunshots.
"I heard it that time," Doris said.
"Who was it?" Kowalski asked again. Then he realized. "Hans," he said.
"Should we go see if he's alright?" Doris asked.
Kowalski shook his head. "He's Skipper's enemy."
"So?"
"So he's my enemy too."

Hans watched Skipper disappear into the jungle. "Can we not be friends, Skipper?" he whispered.
He heard someone crash into the small clearing in which he stood. He spun to...
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"Kowalski! Wait! Where are you going?" Skipper called after Kowalski.
Kowalski didn't answer, didn't look back. He couldn't stand to face Skipper and Private after he had let Rico die.
He heard someone coming after him. "Kowalski, wait," they said. Doris.
Kowalski turned to face her. "What do you want?"
"I'm coming with you," Doris said, pulling herself up to her full height and looking him straight in the eyes.
Kowalski couldn't make himself turn her down. "You...do you really want to come?" he asked.
"Yes."
He nodded. "Come on, then."
"Kowalski! Doris! What are you doing?" Skipper yelled into the...
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"What happened next!? What happened next?!" Kowalski asked like a little child. Everybody looked at him, he cleared his throat "I meant, continue..."
"Well, after that mission..."

Flashback

Skipper, Karen, Katherine, Johnson and Manfredi were standing straight on the dais, everybody from the military was standing in front of them, general Xin-Jin was speaking.
"We are gathered here, to reward unusual bravery of these soldiers: Skipper, Karen, Katherine, Johnson and Manfredi. They showed brave when they were standing face to face with a danger. They didn't give up when they were helping their friends,...
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posted by misscrazel
Abigail stopped kissing Kowalski.
"Ew," Rico said.
Skipper ran over and hugged her. "I missed you," he said.
Abigail pushed him.
Skipper fell on Rico. "Ew," Rico said.
Private said, "I'm confused. Can somebody tell me what's going on?"
Abigail said, "Skipper's my brother and Kowalski's my boyfriend."
"Why does Rico keep saying ew?" Private asked.
Rico said "ew" again.
"I have no idea," Abigail said.
Julien ran over and asked Abigail to marry him. Abigail pushed him into the pool.
Mort ran over and grabbed Julien's feet, and then they both fell in the pool. Then Skipper had to pull them out.
"Is that a yes?" Julien asked Abigail.
"No," Abigail said.
Julien started crying and walked stupidly away.
Kowalski went over and asked Abigail to marry him.
Abigail nodded.
"Ew," Rico said.
Skipper’s beak seemed to fall into the snow. Eve…was Alastair’s daughter? Why didn’t she say anything? How could she not tell him? The snow picked up again, blocking the view of Alastair and the chicks, rising high above the ground and swirling around them in another vortex of white. Once it settled again, Skipper and the owl were in a hut with a floor of snow. Alastair was sitting on a couch with a female penguin next to him; his flipper was around her in an affectionate, loving way. The two chicks were playing in the middle of the room; they now looked about a year old, and Skipper...
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He was the one putting eye drops in just an hour ago!He’s taking the night shift the day he finds out Skipper was going to be fine! How could I have been so blind?!”

“Eve! Who are you talking about!?” Private called after her, him and Kowalski trying to keep up with her fast pace.

“Manor! Gah! I’m such an idiot!”

“You’re not an idiot, Eve! I should’ve suspected, too!” Kowalski pointed out.

Once they arrived at the prison, Eve stopped and turned to them. “You two stay out here.”

“What?!” Kowalski and Private said simultaneously.

“I know my way around the infirmary;...
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"Beware of False Prophets Who Come Disguised as Harmless Sheep But Are Really Vicious Wolves" - Matthew 7:15

Hey, peeps! Wazzup? To give you as much as the spooky experience as I can, I have links to themes from freaky movies.
Nightmare on Elm Street: link
Dead Silence: link
Halloween: link
There you go, guys! Um just in case the links just send you to youtube, just type in the titles/title I wrote in the box and put in after it "main theme". If you have any questions post them in the comments. I hope you enjoy! ;) Boo!


Later that same day, Private laid in bed and listened to the rain pour onto...
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Day 3

Skipper paced back and forth in the narrow walkway. He’d look out the small window in the door, and he began humming to fill the silence. Hans started to get irritated. “What’s the matter with you? Are you having a seizer?” He asked smart-allecky.

“No! It’s just killing me not knowing what’s going on!”

“So in other words you’re starting to go crazy?”

“In a way I guess.”

“Well don’t get your feathers in a twist we’ll be out of here by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Seems like years away.”

“What did Eve say to you?”

“All she was able to tell me is that my team...
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posted by Skiparah
It took only a few seconds for me to process her words before I realized she'd let go of my foot. In less than two seconds I hit the freezing water. I couldn't see..I couldn't breathe. You'd think a penguin would know how to swim. I hadn't really given it much thought up 'till now. My heart nearly stopped when I realized I couldn't swim..and the surface of the water above me was getting further and further away. I paddled my flippers wildly trying to get to the surface. No use. I didn't make much distance and I was running out of what little breath I'd had in the first place. My lungs screamed...
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posted by Kowalski1321
The reason why I'm writing these again is because, the chapters were too far apart for anyone to read them and I'm now writing them different than last time. And yes I know that that this is the same concept as high moltage but just to make it clear I publish my old ones before High Moltage was even annouced. I hope you enjoy.

----Chapter 1 Introduction----

It was normal sunny Sunday morning at the Central Park zoo, and Kowalski had something important to do. Kowalski: " All right, everyone get out." Skipper: "Whoa! Hold on there. Before you can kick people out of their own house's, you've got...
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Chapter 2: A Mistaken Chosen One

Once again, Private wrote down everything about the dream again. Who is this close person that will be mistakenly picked as the chosen one? he thought. He hid it under his pillow and went to sleep again.

Later in the morning, Messenger Xai Lang arrived. "Mail for Skipper."he said. Xai Lang dropped the scroll and then flew away. Then, Skipper got it. He opened it and read to see a happy news.

Dear Skipper,

Congratulations! You are chosen to be the chosen one according to your ascendants. You will fight, die and save the world. Leave your city tomorrow. Once again,...
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posted by Skiparah
I eventually found out why they called the ship 'The Green Bucket'. After a few days I was as sick as a dog. What's worse I had to stay down in the ships' hold where no one on board could see me. After a few days spent in a rocking boat I either got used to it or just simply ran out of stuff to barf up. Either way, I felt a bit better after while. Then one unexpecting morning some wise crack came down into the hold to my level. Let me just say he wasn't standing up down there too much. Every time he'd wake up I'd smack him into next tuesday. Finally I had to start hitting the other eye because...
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posted by Skiparah
I saw the sun flash off of the knife and into my eyes. I clamped my eyes shut and waiting for my life to end. Nothing happened. I opened my eyes to find Hans staring at me with resentment in his eyes. "What's the matter Hans? You'd rather turn me in?" I scoffed. It's not like I wanted to get killed by this demented dane, but I was a bit confused at him. He sat up, "Skipper..I can't kill you..you're the only friend still alive." he admitted with a sob I knew was fake. I narrowed my eyes in paranoid suspicion.
"Hans, let me get this straight. You set me up as though I had actually KILLED one of...
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The tallest and the smartest penguin locked himself in his lab again. Not always is he the sharpest knife in the drawer. He tried drilling the door but last time he did this, he was stupid enough to replace the door with one of the hardest material know to man.

“Dang it!” Kowalski said drilling the door. It didn't even make a dent in the door. “Why did I even use this material??”

“Alright time for another theory.” Kowalski picked up one of Rico's fire guns that he was making modifications to and adding more tools to use. “Fire in the hole!” Kowalski yelled blasting the door....
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Skipper, the brave fierce leader, said he would never cry. Obviously, he hadn't had this happen yet. On the ground infront of him was the craziest penguin of them all Rico. His fallen comrad was to injured to be fixed.

"Rico!" Skipper said shaking the wounded penguin. "Don't you dare die on me! Be strong!"

Rico's eyes looked like they were glued shut. They wouldn't open no matter what. Blood from where the lazer had hit him. "Rico please!"

"Well Peng-you-in." The phychotic Dr.Blowhole smirked, moving next to the very depressed penguin. "Looks like your team is one short. Once again I have become...
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posted by peacebaby7
    The penguins were now making their way through the streets of New York. Skipper was on point, signaling for his men to go when the time was right. So far so good. Not a soul has seen them yet…well…except for a rottweiler that an unfortunate dog-walker had to deal with as it barked for what seemed like forever.

    Skipper made another signal for the other three to pass. Kowalski constantly stumbled over his feet, considering he didn’t remember any of the training he’d had. But Private, being as concerned as expected from the young cadet, was...
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posted by legendary7
While the other penguins fished on the boat, Private sat on the dock, sticking his feet in the water. The penguin felt the fish dash under his legs. A gust of wind nearly blew him over, scattering his Peanutbutter Winkies out of their bag.
Something smooth bumped his legs. Squinting, he peered into the water. An unfamiliar face stared into his. It was deeply sadden and filled with despair. The eyes were unforgettably a milky white. She was an astonishing creature.
Private was stunned. The rest of the team noticed.
"Private, you okay, over there?" Skipper called.
The shivering penguin didn't and...
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posted by Skiparah
Not many guys think about what it would be like to be utterly bored. Some don't even know the feeling. I recall a few dull momments in my chickhood, but the boredom I was under was ridiculas. I'd undergone torture in the battle station, but I was sure that, that night in that cell had to be the worst torture yet. It's bad enough to have to sleep on the cold, wet floor with nothing to do, no one to talk to, and only the rats to keep you company, but when the gaurd starts singing..sweet mother macarthur I think that's got to be well exceding agony. He wasn't a talented singer either. He was awful....
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posted by SuperRico
The Lemurs' conversation 

Julien: Maurice, I wanna smoothie so gimme!

Maurice: Coming right up. *starts blender*

Ten seconds later…

Julien: Maurice! Where is my smoothie! What part of gimme do you not understand?! Gim or Me!

Maurice: You asked ten seconds ago. It takes up to two minutes to make a smoothie.

Julien: Then do it as quickly as you can!

Maurice: *puts banana in the blender* Okay, your majesty.

Mort: Can I help?

Maurice: Just stay away from Julien's feet.

Mort: I'll try! *runs over and hugs the Julien's feet* Oops! 

Julien: Maurice! Get him off me!

Maurice: I thought you wanted a smoothie....
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