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Fan fiction by SJF_Penguin2 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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Off the Shelf
A Penguins of Madagascar fanfic
Chapter 2: "Career Change"

Liz glanced at her daughter in the back نشست through the rearview mirror of her silver Subaru Outback. "So, have آپ named your little دوستوں yet?"

"Yes." Chelsea held Skipper up. "This is Mr. Penguin." And then held up Marlene. "And this is Mrs. Penguin."

"No, no, sweetie. The brown one is an otter. Remember the story I told آپ in the gift shop?"

"I know she's an otter, Mom. But she changed her name when she got married."

"Married?" Liz said.

"Married?" Skipper and Marlene whispered.

"Mr. پینگوئن, پیںگان and Mrs. پینگوئن, پیںگان are madly in love." The child held Skipper and Marlene سے طرف کی the backs of their heads. "They kiss each other all day!" Beak and lips then collided repeatedly as she moved Skipper back and forth to smooch the otter...
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Fan fiction by SJF_Penguin2 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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Off the Shelf
A Penguins of Madagascar fanfic
Chapter 1: "Operation: No مزید Foolish Risks"

It was a typical morning at the Central Park Zoo. The birds in the air were singing; their flightless cousins below were smiling and waving. Julien was kicking Mort off his feet; Alice had her feet on her desk. Mason and Phil were playing chess. Leonard was asleep. Marlene was out of her habitat and running toward the Zoovenir shop.

"Well, that's unusual," Private کہا as he saw Marlene بتھ, مرغابی behind a garbage can. She was about three-quarters of the way between her habitat and the Zoovenir دکان entrance.

"I agree, Private," Skipper said, pointing at one of the visitors in front of the پینگوئن, پیںگان habitat. "That is a very strange-looking mustache."

"Not that," Private said, pointing toward Marlene. "That."

Marlene was peeking out from behind the can to see when it was clear enough around her to advance. "Calamari!" Skipper exclaimed. "We all know not to be out of our habitats when there are so many people around! Rico, give me a distraction so I can make an exit."
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Article by mostar1219 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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Heyllo, fanguins. Listen, I've been thinking a bit. I know a good amount of us have moved on beyond being fanguins (definitely have myself onto the youtube fandom), yet we still haven't forgotten that being fanguins was our thing. I was thinking, if some are still able to on youtube, maybe we can all make our own fanguin related ویڈیوز to put in a big playlist to دکھائیں that we are still here, maybe kinda like a digital time capsule sort of thing. Since the Penguinfest thing crumbled before it could even begin, this could be like a way for us to still reconnect. So, what do آپ guys think if آپ can make sense of it?
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Opinion by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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Tears 01.12.17

Note: Hey, guys! Bet آپ all thought I forgot about this. College life has been off to a stressful start, so I've been neglecting my writing to deal with it. Nonetheless, I will continue to update as I can. This semester has been a lot easier so far so I'll do my best. I گیا کیا پوسٹ it to FanFiction but I forgot to post it here. If you're reading this I hope آپ enjoy it.

This short takes place following The Big S.T.A.N.K.

— § —

Skipper held pressed his flippers to his temples as the stress of the situation skyrocketed. Why couldn't it just end?

Kowalski leaned closer to Private. "Betcha five bucks he won't last another minute."

Private thought for a second. "I'd take that bet if I didn't believe that."

Julien continued laughing, doubling over from the pain in his side. "Big blubbery baby Skippy! Do آپ need a pacie? Hahaha!"

Skipper grunted angrily. "Ringtail, I swear to all that is good and fishy, if آپ don't shut up, I will personally build another S.T.A.N.K. just for آپ and I will not save آپ from it!"
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“Confessions”
January 1, 2015

Skipper paced back and forth just outside Marlene’s habitat. It was Friday, at almost eight o’clock at night. He promised he would tell her what had really happened that دن Blowhole had used his Serum on her, but he didn’t really realize what exactly he’d have to put into words. No matter how he arranged the confession in his mind, he couldn’t figure out how to say it without things getting too awkward. مزید importantly, he couldn’t figure out how to say it.

Finally, it was coming up on the گھنٹہ and Skipper wasn’t planning on being late, especially for their first date. That still seemed a weird thought to him — their first date. After all this time knowing her, all this time wanting her, and he now had the opportunity to have her. The thought still scared him. Enemies always use who آپ love most against you.

Marlene looked at the clock. It was just about eight, the گھنٹہ which Skipper کہا he’d be here. She had a میز, جدول with two cinder blocks to serve as chairs set up in the center of her cave, and had a small bouquet of مچھلی sitting on the floor where they could...
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“The Other Man That Doesn’t Exist Yet”
December 11, 2014

Skipper stood outside Marlene’s habitat. Earlier that day, the team had snuck into Alice’s office to order some sweet elusive Polish sauerkraut, and Alice had left the sign-up فہرست for the Breeding Program on her computer. Marlene’s name was on it. From the moment he saw it, his دل fluttered. He wasn’t quite sure why. It was just the thought of Marlene feeling as if she needed someone. Why that would bother him was another mystery. He took a deep breath and entered.

“Hey, Skipper! What’s up?” Marlene کہا as he approached her.

“Nothing much. I was just dropping سے طرف کی to check on you. Is everything okay?” he asked with his دل rate beginning to accelerate.

Marlene smiled humorously. “Um, of course. Why would anything be wrong? Did something happen?”

“Oh, no, nothing happened,” Skipper answered. “I was just wondering . . . have آپ been — um, lonely?”
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“Really Together”
November 18, 2014

Skipper and Marlene smiled as they finished decorating the small Christmas درخت in her habitat. Once they’d finished wrapping thin garlands and LED lights around it and hanging tiny hand-made ornaments, they stood back and admired their work.

“Well,” Skipper said, taking her سے طرف کی the waist from the side, “I think it turned out pretty well.”

Marlene smiled and rested her paw on his chest. “I think so too. I had a good time decorating it with you.”

Skipper looked back to the tree. “You too, Marlene,” he replied. “Let’s turn off the lights and see how well the LEDs do,” he said, releasing her and crossing the room. Marlene prepared to plug up the Christmas درخت lights. “Ready?”

Marlene nodded and Skipper turned off the lights as Marlene pushed the plug into the wall. The درخت glimmered with soft golden, red, green, blue, white, and lavender light. Marlene and Skipper returned to the front of the tree, smiling at its beauty.
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“Tuckered Out”
November 1, 2014

Marlene yawned. “Thanks for taking me to that Enrique Guitaro concert, guys,” she کہا to the penguins as they drove her home. “It went a lot better than last time. And going backstage? That was”—she yawned again as if she hadn’t slept in days—“really awesome,” she finished.

Skipper chuckled from his place to the right of her. “I don’t think staying up all the way to one in the morning is a good idea for you.”

Marlene shook her head. “No, no, I’m awake.” She fought off another yawn and rubbed her eyes. “Tack as a sharp.”

Skipper chuckled again and exchanged a look with Private, who was on the other side of Marlene.

“Might want to go a little faster, Rico,” Skipper requested.

Rico nodded. “Checkadoodle!” he کہا as he stepped a little harder on the gas.

A few منٹ later, Kowalski looked in the rear-view mirror and smiled.

“Aw, she’s asleep,” he said.
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“Nothing to be Afraid of”
November 1, 2014

“Come on, Skipper!” Marlene urged, pulling him toward the Halloween Haunted House in Central Park. “It’ll be awesome!”

“It’ll be pointless! Haunted Houses are so overrated!” Skipper کہا as he tried to resist Marlene pulling on his flipper.

Marlene stopped and turned toward him. “What, are آپ afraid?” she challenged.

“No, I just don’t want to waste my time wandering through a supposedly ‘scary’ house,” Skipper answered.

“Come on, I’ve been anticipating this ever since they started advertising it. I’ve never been in a Haunted House before. I don’t want to go in alone on my first time,” she begged.

“Marlene, surely you’re not afraid to go in alone,” Skipper said.

Marlene shifted. “Well, I don’t know. Maybe it will be lame. I’d just be مزید comfortable with a trusted friend at my side,” she admitted.

Skipper sighed and considered. “All right. Let’s go.”
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“I Insist”
September 27, 2014

“All right, men. I want a perimeter. Make it fast, make it wide, and make it where آپ can see everything, but nothing can see you,” Skipper ordered the team in Central Park. “On my mar —”

“Hey, aren’t آپ those penguins from the aquarium?” Fred interrupted as he approached them.

Skipper rolled his eyes. “Zoo, actually. What do آپ want, Fred? We’re in the middle of something,” he asked impatiently.

“Yeah, I’m in the middle of something too. I think it’s called Central Park. Anyway, I was just wondering, is that وٹر, اوٹار friend of yours still single?” he asked in his slow monotone.

Skipper cocked an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with the team. “Yes, why?” he answered slowly.

“Oh, I was just hoping maybe we could give it another shot. My Granny says I need a lady friend, so I guess I need a lady friend,” he explained distantly.

Skipper narrowed his eyes. “I don’t think so,” he کہا slowly. “I don’t think your Marlene’s type.”
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Fan fiction by peacebaby7 posted پہلے زیادہ سے سال ایک
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“Good Game”
July 30, 2014

    “I believe that’s checkmate, Marlene,” Skipper announced, moving his piece to trap her king.

    Marlene pursed her lips and threw a bishop at him. “Come on, that was the third time in a row,” she protested.

    Skipper laughed. “Hey, don’t hate the player, here!”

    Marlene laughed and threw a knight at him. “I don’t hate you, it just makes me feel better,” she corrected.

    “Well,” Skipper replied with a smile, “two can play at that game!” He threw a pawn at her and she ducked under the table. “Hey! Come back here, آپ little coward!” he said, following her under with a laugh. Marlene took the opportunity to jump onto the table, grab a handful of chess pieces, and throw them at him one سے طرف کی one.

    “Hey!” Skipper exclaimed as he tried to pull up, but ended up hitting his head on the bottom of the table, reacting with an “Ow!”
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“If Only”
July 20, 2014

    “Hey, Marlene. Sorry I’m late,” Skipper said, sitting on the درخت branch اگلے to Marlene in the park. “I was giving the boys a job to keep them busy and I had to argue with Rico over park surveillance.”

    Marlene waved a dismissive paw. “It’s all right, Skipper, I understand,” she کہا half-heartedly without meeting his eye.

    Skipper’s expression filled with concern. “Marlene, what’s wrong?” he asked, trying to look into her eyes.

    Marlene drew in a breath. “Well,” she started distantly, “earlier today, this little girl came to my habitat with cotton candy in her hand. She held some out to me and as I ran to get some, Alice pulled her away and started blabbing about the animals being on strict diets and how she needed to learn how to read the signs. She was just — so rude!” she explained, looking crossly at the sky as if Alice was flying around up there on a broomstick.
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“Busted”
June 23, 2014

    After a long دن of training, dealing with Julien, and protecting the zoo, Skipper busied himself on a top-secret solo mission. . . .

    “You think you’re smooth, Hans, but you’re not as smooth as me. Especially not like . . . this!” Skipper کہا to the mirror as he held the fake mustache to his beak. He straightened his cowboy hat and shined his sheriff badge. “Now, that’s what I call a rugged Belvidere if I do say so myself.”

    Skipper turned at different angles to the mirror as he admired his complexion and how he looked in his western getup. He turned again and nearly jumped out of his feathers at what he saw; behind him, Marlene was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame.

    With a gasp, he whipped around on his heel, threw the mustache across the room, and knocked his hat backward onto the floor behind him.
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“Another Side”
April 26, 2014

    Skipper led a blindfolded Marlene into her cave.

    “Skipper, what is this? What’s the big surprise?” Marlene urged with anticipation.

    “Well, remember a couple of weeks پہلے when آپ کہا you’ve always wanted to stargaze, but couldn’t because of the bright city lights?” Skipper asked, preparing to remove the blindfold.

    “Yes, why?” Marlene answered.

    Skipper pulled off the blindfold. “That’s why,” he کہا with a grin.

    Marlene lost her breath in amazement from the scene before. Her habitat had been transformed into a تارامنڈل, افلاک نما powered سے طرف کی the small dome in the center, and stars lit up her entire cave.

    “Skipper . . . this is amazing,” she کہا incredulously. She turned back to him. “You did this for me?”
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“School is in Session”
April 26, 2014

    "Come on, please?" Marlene begged.

    "I don't know, Marlene. I mean, when are آپ ever going to have the need to drive, anyway?" Skipper asked.

    "Well, um, what if I get in some trouble and need a fast getaway?" she suggested.

    "Why would آپ get in trouble for anything?" Skipper pointed out.

    Marlene shrugged. "I don't know. Probably for something Julien did," she answered nonchalantly. "Please teach me how to drive?" she begged again while engaging her saddest pouty face.

    Skipper sighed. "All right. Hop in," he permitted.

    With a celebratory yip, Marlene skipped to the side of the car and sat behind the wheel as Skipper took his place in the passenger seat.

    "To turn it on, just —"
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“First Impressions”
April 19, 2014

    "How's it lookin' on connecting to the camera feeds, Kowalski?" Skipper asked his lieutenant.

    "Just fine, Skipper. Just a few مزید minutes," Kowalski answered. "I have to say, the HQ is in pretty good shape for not being used in a number of years. Things are coming together nicely, and we've only been back for a week."

    "I concur. آپ got those light fixtures, Rico?" Skipper asked, looking up at Rico on his ladder, fixing a light to the ceiling.

    "Uh-huh!" he grunted.

    "Sir!" Private said, dropping into the HQ and running to him. "I have a report!"

    "What is it, Private? And why the rush?" Skipper asked.

    "It's the neighbor! She's —"

    Before he could finish, an وٹر, اوٹار dropped through the hatch and looked around in awe.
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“Jealous Much?”
March 04, 2014

    “Hey, guys,” Marlene started as she entered the پینگوئن, پیںگان HQ, looking around. “Where’s Kowalski?”

    “In his lab,” Skipper answered. “What brings آپ here?”

    Marlene held up an abacus. “I believe I found Kowalski’s abacus. I thought he’d want it back,” she said.

    “Oh, finally! He’s been going crazy looking for that thing!” Skipper said. “Like I said, he’s in his lab.”

    “He won’t mind me walking in on him?” Marlene inquired with surprise.

    “Nah, he’s just working on the car,” Skipper assured her. “You’ll be fine.”

    With a nod, Marlene crossed over to his lab and pushed through the door, letting it سوئنگ, جھول shut behind her.

    “Hey, Kowalski,” she said, approaching him. He was laying back on a creeper under the car, reaching for a سکریو ڈرایور, ڈرایور on the ground near him.
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“What آپ Mean To Me”
January 26, 2014

    “I raise آپ all my herring,” Marlene said, pushing her last four herring to the center of the table.

    Skipper eyed her with a smile. “My, the stakes are getting high. I’ll see your herring, and I’ll raise آپ three سامن, سالمن . . . and a kiss,” he کہا with a sly smile.

    Marlene gently bit her lip. “Full house,” she said, setting down her three Kings and two Fours.

    Skipper grinned and laid down his cards. “Straight Flush,” he کہا triumphantly.

    Marlene nodded and smiled. “I knew this game was rigged,” she کہا playfully.

    Skipper laughed and came to her side. “Don’t worry, the game isn’t rigged. It was only my cunning and decisive thinking that won me victory,” he teased.

    Marlene crossed her arms. “So, you’re saying I’m not cunning یا decisive?”
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No Time 07.14.16

“Maurice!” Julien cried from his throne.

Maurice trudged up to him, not even trying to hide his contempt. “Yes, your majesty?”

“I need another smoothie,” Julien said, propping his head up with one paw while rubbing his chest with the other. He coughed and wheezed. “I can feel my time approaching . . . so make it with extra آم for the extra sweet-y-ness-ness . . .”

Maurice rolled his eyes. “You کہا your time was approaching two days ago,” he said.

“Well, how should I know, Maurice? I am not Clair’s Voyage!” Julien کہا before coughing again.

“It’s clairvoyant . . .” Maurice grumbled under his breath as he approached the blender.

“Maurice?” Mort called softly as Maurice proceeded to make a smoothie.

“Yes, Mort?” Maurice sighed.

“What are we going to do when King Julien is” — Mort gasped — “the d-word?” he asked as he gripped his tail and whimpered.
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“I Remember”
January 3, 2014

Note: I’ve typically been writing notes at the end, but for this case, I must make an exception as to be clear to you, یا at least the ones who haven’t read my گزشتہ works. I have been thinking about doing a sequel to one of my stories, but never did because I didn’t think I could make anything long and commendable out of it. But with this project, I received some inspiration and motivation to do so in a short story. So, this short is a little sequel to “Skipper’s Curse.” If آپ haven’t read it before and plan to, be aware that this will contain spoilers. I hope آپ enjoy.

— § —

    It had been a two months since Dr. Blowhole’s last strike. Marlene had received a terrible blow to the head and couldn’t remember much about it, but from what Skipper had told her, she didn’t miss much. She was injected with a ‘Serum’ invented سے طرف کی Dr. Blowhole that put her in a trance to do whatever he told her. He ordered her to kill Skipper, but apparently, it just wore off before she got the chance. Marlene was grateful for that, but couldn’t help but feel...
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“What دوستوں Are For”
January 2, 2014

    “Hello, silly otter!” Julien called, striding up to Marlene, who was taking a walk through the zoo.

    Marlene came to a stop and turned to him. “Hey, Julien,” she replied. “What’s up?”

    “Oh, آپ know, the usual,” Julien replied.

    “So, kicking Mort, drinking smoothies, and ordering Maurice around?” Marlene teased.

    “Oh, آپ know me so well, Marlene,” Julien کہا with a smug smile.

Marlene rolled her eyes. “So, what exactly are آپ doing here?” she asked.

    “I am just going to visit my four پسندیدہ penguins!” Julien replied with a dramatic smile.

    “Mm-hm. And this ‘visit’ wouldn’t have anything to do with that invention Kowalski’s been keeping under wraps, would it?” Marlene asked suspiciously.
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“Reflecting On Doubts”
December 29, 2013

    “Hidy-ho, Marlene! Sound off,” Skipper called as he entered Marlene’s cave.

    “Right here, Skipper,” Marlene called back.

    Skipper found Marlene standing in front of her mirror with an uneasy look in her eye, smoothing back her فر, سمور and tracing over her cheekbones with her fingers.

    “You’ve been cooped up in here all day. Is everything all right, Marlene?” Skipper asked, coming up behind her. Marlene kept her eyes on her complexion.

    “Skipper, am I —” Marlene dropped her arms to her sides and took a breath. “Am I old?”

    Skipper cracked a small smile. “Beg your pardon?”

    “Am I old?” Marlene repeated, crossing her arms and looking down.

    Skipper playfully rolled his eyes. “Well, no. You’re only —”
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“Bad Timing”
December 03, 2013

    “Hey, Skipper! Where’s the team?” Marlene asked as she entered the HQ.

    Skipper shifted between cameras on his surveillance screen. “Oh, they’re out doing some recon while I watch the cameras. Unfortunately, Christmas is a time for crime. So, we’re cracking down until the holidays are over. What brings آپ here?” he replied.

    “I was getting a little cold in my habitat and was hoping if it’d be cool if I stayed here until Alice bothered to turn up the heat,” Marlene told him.

    “Sure. In fact, I’ll tell Private to head over to the central ventilating unit right now,” Skipper said, picking up his walkie talkie. “Hey, Private. Alice forgot to turn on the central heating again. Pick up her slack?”

    “Aye, sir! On my way!” Private replied.

    Marlene smiled. “Thanks, Skipper,” she said.
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“We Meet Again”
November 4, 2013

    “Skipper, remember last week when آپ couldn’t remember where آپ laid your mug?” Kowalski asked, coming out of his lab with a small device.

    “Yes, but I found it. What’s your point?” Skipper answered.

    “Well, Skipper, with this device, we’ll never forget anything ever again! I call it, the Forget-Me-Not!” Kowalski replied, holding up a device that looked like a helmet.

    “Kowalski, are آپ sure about this? What if it — I don’t know — fries our minds یا something?” Skipper asked skeptically.

    “Skipper, it’s perfectly safe! No explosions. Promise!” Kowalski insisted. “Want to try it?”

    Skipper eyed the Forget-Me-Not warily. “Why do I feel like I’m going to regret this?” he asked.

    Kowalski scoffed. “You’ll be fine! Are آپ ready?”
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Operation: Skilene
Author’s Note: I started on these a while ago, and have decided to finally کریں شائع them. Most of these shorts were inspired سے طرف کی a game on fanpop called “What would Skipper say (WWSS) Game” on pages 40-43. Thank آپ to 27Kowalski (on Fanpop), also known as SierraTangoEcho on deviantArt, for helping me with ideas and scenarios. Credit goes to her for the few drawings. I hope آپ enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. They are in no particular order, other than the sequence they were written. Please review!

PS, for those following my “Operation: Challenge,” I have not دیا up on that. I have just had a lot on my plate lately. I hope to continue it soon, but I make no promises. These shorts do NOT have any rules like that set.

“Guitar Lesson”
November 2, 2013

    Marlene gently strummed various chords on her Spanish guitar. It was such a beautiful instrument, and her پسندیدہ سے طرف کی far. It seemed that her very دل and soul lived off the essence of the instrument — almost as if she would crumble into dust without it. As if each chord she played,...
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