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posted by KowalskiTheLich
King Julien was sleeping on his ‘royal’ bounce house, snoring loudly. Maurice and Mort were sleeping on the opposite side of the exhibit, which was strange because usually Mort made it a point to sleep at least fairly close to Julien. Obviously, this snoring was not normal.

Julien rolled over and opened his eyes. “Whew, all this nasty stuffy air is not treating me well at all” he said. “Or maybe it was that bowl of lychee nuts I ate during the party yesterday.” He shuddered and rolled over, trying to get comfortable.

As he prodded the bouncy house as though it was suddenly going to become comfy for him, he felt a slight tugging sensation on his tail. Fearing it was Mort coming to bother him, he kicked backwards and continued poking the bounce house. It continued for a second, then suddenly Julien felt himself being pulled up into the air سے طرف کی his tail. Not a pleasant sensation.

Julien yelped as he was pulled into the air, but neither of the other lemurs heard him, as they were wearing earplugs to block out his snoring.

Right as Julien regained his composure and was about to shout out, something wrapped around his mouth, preventing all but the slightest of sounds. Julien was then tied around a branch on the giant artificial palm درخت in the بندر exhibit. Now he could not اقدام either. He squeaked, hoping سے طرف کی some miracle he could attract some attention. Instead he was slapped in the face.

“Quiet lemur, آپ don’t want this around your neck, do you?”

“Now that آپ mention it, it is rather itchy” کہا Julien in a very muffled voice. He was slapped again.

“Now, I’m going to pull this off, and آپ will be quiet…you don’t want me to tell آپ what will happen if آپ aren’t quiet…”

Julien felt the cloth around his mouth being untied and pulled away. Half of him wanted to shout loudly, both for help and to purposely defy this idiot’s wishes, but he really didn’t want to find out what would happen to him, although he sensed that it would involve his foot being tied up and him being swung in circles سے طرف کی the rope until he was on the verge of vomiting.

As soon as Julien was free enough to rotate his body, he looked around to see if he could spot who was holding him captive. Of course, he couldn’t.

“I’m right here,” کہا his captor. Julien flipped around to where the voice was, but it was much too dark to see anything. Then the animal stepped into view.

“Skipper!?” کہا Julien.

“Yes, it is me,” کہا Skipper. “Let’s skip the pleasantries and I’ll give آپ a briefing of the situation. Kowalski…you know, the smart one…suddenly got all interested in موسیقی and ditched us a few nights ago. We assumed he was gone, but yesterday Private heard something coming from a corner of the room and went to investigate. He found a tiny peephole and through it he saw a black feather on the floor. A tail feather. And what’s more, a secret camera we installed in our headquarters the night before caught Kowalski sneaking inside while we were away on a mission and messing around with our stuff.”

“And what is it آپ are asking?” کہا Julien.

“We want آپ to help us catch him, duh!” کہا Skipper. “Or at the very least keep your eyes open and warn everyone آپ can. We have no idea what Kowalski might be attempting, but based on the inventions we saw him take from the box it won’t be pretty.”

“If all آپ are asking of me is help, then why did آپ pull me into the درخت سے طرف کی my royal tail?”

“As an example, lemur. To encourage آپ to stay on your guard. If I had come up to آپ politely and asked this, I doubt it would have had the same effect.”

“You have a point,” کہا Julien.

“Well, that’s all,” کہا Skipper. He untied Julien and Julien rolled off the branch and landed on the corner of the bouncy house. “Remember, keep on your guard. Oh, and Julien…please try and take this seriously.”

Julien gave a mock salute, hoping that it would be enough to drive the annoying پینگوئن, پیںگان away. It succeeded.

“He gone?” came a voice from inside the bouncy. Kowalski poked his head out of the tube that filled the bouncy with air. “Thanks for hiding me.”

“You are quite welcome, silly penguin!” کہا Julien. “But tell me…”

Kowalski cut him off. “It’s not important Julien. I just went away for a few hours and Skipper went wacko.”

“Then why…”

“No time for talk; just forget about it. But, don’t Skipper you’ve seen me because I…er…want to surprise him! Yeah, when he get back to the headquarters, I’ll jump out and surprise him and he’ll scream just like a girl!”

Kowalski wished he had مزید time to think up a مزید believable story, but apparently Julien was convinced.

“Very well” کہا Julien. “But remind me…why did I agree to help آپ again?”

“Well now that Skipper’s gone, I guess we can talk about it. Remember that amphitheater in the park that the humans built not too long ago? Well, they occasionally have performances in the afternoon but at night, it just sits, unused. This may seem a little unorthodox, coming from me, but I want آپ to start having nightly performances there. I don’t care what they are as long as they don’t attract human attention. Keep the lighting and noise to a minimum, and if آپ see any humans nearby, shut everything off یا hide.”

King Julien looked like he had gotten lost on the first sentence. “So, آپ want…”

“Just do something with the amphitheater in the park! If آپ need help, get the chimps, I’ve heard them playing opera CDs one too many times recently; they need to get some of that ‘musical urge’ out of their system, if آپ know what I mean.”

Without waiting for Julien to reply, Kowalski squeezed himself out of the tube and began to walk away. “Remember, Julien, I’ll be watching you. And also, please don’t let anyone know that you’ve seen me یا why آپ started this, especially Skipper. Just act like it was something آپ pulled out of your head, right? I’m sure a talented بندر king like آپ could come up with something.”

“It is good to know that at least one of آپ silly penguins has come to recognize my kingly talent!” کہا Julien. “But aren’t آپ the smart پینگوئن, پیںگان who’s always making stuff? That little Private is the one who likes the music.”

Julien looked around and saw that Kowalski was gone. However, a feeling of him being watched from very close سے طرف کی made him intensely uncomfortable, and he got the feeling that he probably shouldn’t argue with Kowalski on this one. But he definitely didn’t want to get in Skipper’s way.
posted by Metallica1147
Author's note: ارے this is my first پرستار Fiction story that I made on FanFiction.net everyone over there seemed to like and I hope آپ guys too. Also I use some Metallica songs in my story (Yes I combine POM with Metallica.) Songs I used: The Memory Remains, King Nothing, Nothing Else Matters, and the Unforgiven Part 1.Also sorry for any spelling errors, and please no don't say anything bad it's my first story.

A Rocking roommate
Chapter 1: The News


    It’s a normal Sunday morning, and the penguins are outside doing their usual training routine.

“… And kick, punch,...
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posted by JediPenguin16
Spying is rude:
There was a Zookeeper named Alice,
Who came out of the bath quite towel-less.
The penguins did learn,
As their stomachs churned,
To Avoid the Alice when Towel-less!


Ticking off the Pen-goo-ins*:
Bowhole says "penguins" quite strange
But not becasue he's dearnged
This word he won't doff
Just to tick his foes off
But we all know that villian won't change


Man on the other side of the Radio:
The Zookeeper man number two,
Did not know what to do!
The man was quite sad,
For his screentime was bad,
His face was not there-Boohoo!



*Kowalksi informs us that Blowhole missprounounces the word just to tick them off in one of the promos to Operation:Blowhole
posted by EmoCupCake
I had SOO much fun writing this chapter! I hope آپ have just as much fun reading it! تبصرہ please!!!!

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"Ugh," Kowalski instictively stretched out, before realizing he was no longer in a crate. He lay on a cold powdery substance. Snow? Kowalski put some in his mouth, then spit it out. It was Fake.

Standing up, he brushed of the flakes and looked around.
There was fake ice and snow covering the landscape,
with stone slabs set out in an area of salt water. If the snow wasn't real then...was this a habitat? Kowalski searched the perimeter for his mate,...
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OPERATION: ہوم SWEET HOME
CHAPTER FOUR
~ Whatever It Takes ~


The اگلے morning, before the zoo opened for business, Skipper, the other penguins, and Marlene gathered at Alice’s office to look at the newest edition of The New York Times, which Alice always had a copy of on سب, سب سے اوپر of her desk. Since both the Central Park Zoo and the New York Times Building were located in Manhattan, Skipper figured that the envelope he and Kowalski had mailed out the morning before would have reached the newspaper that same day, thus in time for its contents to be published in that morning’s edition.

“Let’s...
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posted by ThatDamnLlama
RATED PG-13.
Genre: mystery, suspense, romance, mild action
TDL's Note: I'm writing a new story. This one is rather dark. The first part is very short; it is only the prologue.



The air was filled with the scent of wet concrete. The moon shown down on the lifeless zoo, the only ذریعہ of light. Puddles covered the ground from the storm that passed through the city hours ago. An eerie silence swept over the exhibits.

Through the silence, faint footsteps moving from puddle to puddle were heard, getting louder and louder. He came from the shadows and out into the moonlight, and took a breath of...
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posted by IamAngel624
Just a little drabble I wrote up, my theories as to why Blowhole is crazy and wants to flood the world and hates Skipper. This will probably be COMPLETELY different from what actually happened, but oh well. Just something to tide us all over until Febuary 15th.

Title sucks, I know, but it's the best I could come up with. :-/

I might write another story soon, too. If I haev the time. I wanna write a Skipper/Marlene/Blowhole story. Insane, I know. :P

And I believe I've officially become Blowhole's number-one fan. On this website, at least. ^^;

Oh, and the bit where he's beached and a random guy puts...
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Everyone landed in different places around the rainforest.

Marlene and Icicle stood-up and began to تلاش for everyone else.

"Uggh! What's up with Skipper?" asked Marlene, "He keeps messing with me and thinks that he can boss me around! What's wrong with him?"

"Uhh, girl." Icicle کہا while fighting through the leaves, "Don't آپ think that Skipper does that to protect you?"

"Well, sometimes. But still...Yea, whatever." Marlene jumped over the root blocking her way. "Why can't he see that I can take care of myself? I don't want him to think of me as a weak, damsel in distress. I want to be more."...
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posted by skipperluvs
Chapter Two

“Rico. Rico. Rico, wake up.” Rico heard his name being called repeatedly and fluttered his eyes open. The voice was so rich and sweet, he hoped it was who he thought it was.

“Marlene???” Rico whispered. His eyes were blurry and then they got into focus, making the shape of an angry پینگوئن, پیںگان and a slightly younger one to his side.

“RICO! Where are my magazines?” Skipper demanded. He didn’t hear Rico say Marlene at first.

“Marlene.” Rico sat up and wiped his eyes with his flippers. He looked around and found his doll. Her arm had came off when he had thrown her aside...
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posted by knocktimerico
“I wonder what’s taking him so long,” Marlene mumbled to herself. She was sprawled out across her bed, staring up at the ceiling of her habitat, thinking about Skipper. She checked the clock, “it’s been almost an hour. I hope his team took it well.”

Marlene began to get anxious, not because she wanted to know what the other penguins thought of their relationship, but because she wanted to see Skipper again. Ever since the first time she laid eyes on the strapping پینگوئن, پیںگان she knew that there was something about him that attracted her to him. It could have been his sleek black and...
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Note To Self,

It’s been nearly a month. I’m not sure what happened, but Skipper is in the worst shape of his life. Private and I have both made various attempts to talk to him, but he refuses to say a word. On another note, he won’t eat his fish, anymore. Private tells me that he somehow feels responsible. I somehow doubt it. But, with the way things are looking, who knows what’s wrong with Skipper? I only wish that he would tell me something. It wouldn’t even have to be about this situation. I simply need to know if he’s still sane.

Besides, he’s starting to frighten Private....
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posted by Cornflak
“What’s going on, Skippa?” Private appeared from behind the conversing crowd that had gathered near the fishbowl ladder. This cluster of animals now included the four penguins and Marlene, who appeared to have brought along some important news.

“We’ve received word that Alice and her coworkers are planning some sort of diabolical meeting at the Zoovenir.” Kowalski answered, instead. Marlene was quick to intervene, though.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I did not say anything about it being diabolical!” the وٹر, اوٹار claimed with her hands of her hips. She had only been there for probably 8 minutes...
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posted by rico911910
s=skipper,k=kowalski,p=privat,D:derater
The Hidden
take one action
S:Pop کوئز troups what can't we trust?
K:...What?(every body looks at him)what are we rolling?
S:Aaa kinda!
K:Ow sarry sarry aaa can we restart that?
Good again sarry.

take two and action
S:Pop کوئز troups what...what aaaa? whats my lines again?
P:(he wispers to skipper)What can't we trust.
S:we can't trust needals thats for shore.
K:I think he means thats your lines.
S:Ow can we restart agian.
D:Alright lets take it froom the سب, سب سے اوپر then.

take three and action
S:Pop کوئز troups what can't we trust?
K:Three دن old sterfy moombeens.
S:Right? What...
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Source: Penguins Of Madagascar Promo Graphics
added by Dythloar
Source: facing the most geek one
added by JHNguyen93
Source: @Rschooley
posted by peacebaby7
This is really kind of for my benefit, so I can have a quick way to get to my ff's, but I put a brief تفصیل in case you're interested.

Although, I highly recommend آپ redirect to my FanFiction account to see revised and improved versions of these stories if آپ plan on reading them. Additionally, I have officially stopped posting my stories on fanpop as of June 30, 2017, so there are chapters, installments, and other stories that will not be here. To see my full archive, click link to see my fanfiction.net account. آپ can post a guest review if آپ don't have an account (please do!)....
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added by Rumenova
Note: So, I found this site that would write a story for آپ if آپ just filled in the information and I did it for the heck of it. The result was just too funny NOT to share. I hope آپ get a good kick out of this like I did.

Two Spiteful Uncles Thinking to the Beat
A Short Story
by peacebaby7

Dave the Octopus looked at the giant map in his hands and felt happy.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his tense surroundings. He had always loved cold a submarine with its muddy, miniature metal walls. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.

Then he saw something in the distance,...
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Dream 02.13.15

Note: Well, anyone who knows me had to know I was going to do a Skilene one eventually. Happy Valentine’s!

— § —

Unable to sleep, Skipper pulled himself topside for some fresh air. He had that nightmare again, the same one he’d been having every night for a week. He hadn’t told anyone about it yet—partly because it was really disturbing him, and partly because he didn’t want anybody worrying about him.

He ran his flippers over his face and knelt سے طرف کی the pool to look at his reflection. He could tell that he was tired with the circles around his eyes. The team had seemed...
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Insanity 02.02.15

Warning: This chapter is rated T for some disturbing images. If آپ want to ask me what to expect in a comment, feel free to do so.

— § —

“Boss,” called a لابسٹر, کَر کند minion as he approached the villainous dolphin, Dr. Blowhole. “Boss, we’re—ready when آپ are,” he کہا uneasily.

Dr. Blowhole grinned coldly and turned to him with a burning eye. “Excellent, Red One. Prepare the operating table,” he purred.

The لابسٹر, کَر کند swallowed and nodded, exiting without another word.

Blowhole looked back into the mirror, looking at the bandages around his right eye, his grin fading...
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