I'm a پرستار with a gun, gun, gun

I'm a پرستار with a gun, gun, gun

Get out your weapons

War's began

Are آپ a پرستار یا a hater?

If PoM is the case

Then I will die

With my hand up in a salute *ok I know آپ can't die like that But برداشت, ریچھ with me*

Skipper says before a war

آپ better know what you're fighting for

Well PoM, I love آپ to death!

If this will carry آپ on, A fighter I'll be

I'm a پرستار with a gun

Fighting until they give in

I don't care if the haters blind my sight!

I'll throw away my insanity, PoM

Just to keep آپ alive!

Don't آپ know آپ keep me going?

And I

Wanna live to see آپ thrive

Tonight

I have to win

So I might kill someone

Doesn't mean that I'm bad

And the mother

I am stuck with the other lovers

Trying to hold on

Feel like PoM is never coming back

Will someone lift me up?

And I ask myself

What do I love?

Do I want to give up on PoM

And love another fandom

And I tell myself

No, No, No

Don't want to be

Anything

But a fanguin

آپ are stuck with the other lovers

Trying to hold on

Feel pressured سے طرف کی the rumors

Will someone relive you?

ASK yourself....

What do I love?

Do I want to give up on PoM

And love another fandom

آپ need to tel yourself

No, No, No

Don't want to be

Anything

But a fanguin

Your life stays low as people give up around آپ

آپ ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same

All right boys, stand سے طرف کی for eggnog!

this guy can really hold his nog!

Hold that elevator! (Bonus points if آپ say it in Skipper voice)

What goes down, must come up.

Shitake mushrooms! No مزید Mister Cute and Cuddly.

Holy butterballs!

آپ didn't see anything... Right?

you! higher mammal. CAN آپ READ?

problemo solved!

This is آپ captain speaking, i've got good news and bad news, the good news is.. we'll be landing immediatly, the bad news, we are crash-landing!

i کہا KISS IT!

NO! six-two-nine years!

I would like to kiss آپ monkey man!

This madness ends now!

Cheese and Crackers!

Hot Fudge!

Smoke Salmon!

My whole life... is a lie!

As far as your concern. I am nobody.

I'm infected!

I've rotted away in gulags, work camps, penal colonies in every dirty flea-bitten corner of creation. But I promised myself that I would NEVER END UP IN HOBOKEN! AT LEAST NOT ALIVE! I WOULD PUCK OUT MY OWN EYEBALLS! I SWEAR TO YOU!!

What's up fellow Fanguins?!

I found this on Google and thought it was pretty cool so I decided to share it with you.

The rules are simple all آپ have to do is watch Penguins of Madagascar ( it doesn't have to be every episode) with the desired drink of your choice. Weather it be مالٹا, نارنگی juice, سیب, ایپل juice, Tea, Pepsi it really doesn't matter.

Enjoy and have fun.


Drink:

. whenever one of Kowalski's inventions goes horribly wrong

. every time Julien says Booty

. Whenever Skipper's Paranoia kicks in

. Every time Rico says Kaboom یا references explosives

. Every time Julien messes something up

. Every time Kowalski tries to make a joke یا pun ( double shot if someone laughs at it)

. Every time Private does something adorable ( double shot if it's his Quantum Hyper Cute)

. Every time Mort mentions " The Feet" ( double shot if Julien gets annoyed یا kicks him, triple shot if he allows him to touch them.)

Mother Nature 05.12.15

Note: This installment is Rated T for intensity and one mild curse word.

— § —

“Skipper, آپ think we should start heading home?” Private asked. “Those clouds look awfully nasty,” he observed looking up at the sky.

Skipper glanced out the window. Massive dark clouds rolled across the sky as thunder sounded in the distance. “I agree. Let’s leave a tip and go.”

The two grabbed the bag of snacks to take back to HQ, where the team planned on watching a game. After leaving a twenty سے طرف کی the register, they went out to the car, tossed the goods in the backseat and started back for the Central Park Zoo. Thankfully, they’d anticipated the rain and Rico had made a temporary roof just in case.

It didn’t take long for the rain to start pouring down and it became difficult to see, so Skipper had to drive slowly. It wasn’t as if he had a choice—the small car had to fight through about three inches of water. It slowly drifted down the sidewalk اگلے to the traffic-filled streets.

Mischief Managed 05.06.15

Note: This is kind of Skilene, depending on how آپ look at it. Was it a legit joke یا a test? آپ be the judge.

— § —

Skipper approached Marlene’s habitat with a grin. Kowalski had pulled this one over on him just a short while ago, and he couldn’t wait to see the look on Marlene’s face when he tricked her too.

“Knock, knock,” he called as he entered Marlene’s cave.

“Hey, Skipper,” Marlene called back. “You never knock,” she observed. “What’s going on?”

“Oh, nothing,” Skipper replied. “I just wanted to ask آپ something.”

Marlene arched a curious brow. “Okay, hit me.”

“I was just wondering if آپ wanted a Kiss,” Skipper asked casually, as if it were just an ordinary question.

Marlene blinked and her smile faded. “Run that سے طرف کی me again,” she کہا stiffening.

“Do آپ want a Kiss?” Skipper asked again.

Marlene felt her face flush and looked at the ground. “Um . . . I—why?” she asked carefully looking at him again.

Teamwork 04.25.15

Note: This may contain spoilers for the Penguins of Madagascar Movie. I didn’t intend for two in a row, I promise. The inspiration for this came from RC2012’s, Retreat یا Rescue (FanFiction.net).

— § —

The North Wind agents had successfully escaped Dave’s submarine and were discretely moving through New York in تلاش of a payphone یا some other way to contact the NW headquarters, since Dave had taken all their communication devices. Luckily, not many people were around since most had gone to see the arrival of the “found” penguins. Finally, they found one near a bus stop. Agent Classified picked up the phone and started punching in the long code that would patch them through.

Eva landed on سب, سب سے اوپر of the booth and pushed the switch hook. “Wait,” she said.

“Eva, what is it?” Classified asked irritably.

Eva looked away and pointed her wing across the street. “Look.”

The agents looked over to see televisions of various sizes displayed in a store window. It was دکھانا a news broadcast of west Manhattan, where a horrifying scene was...

Great news!, BirdG has finally completed this fanfic four years later after a little encouraging from yours truly, you're welcome. :) So for those of آپ who have been waiting all these years, یا are still out there ( I know a lot of شائقین have moved on sense) enjoy and leave a kind review for her taking the time out of her life to complete it, even after having دیا up on writing Fanfiction.

Here's the link, hope آپ enjoy and review

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6941676/12/All-that-is-well-and-good

ارے guys i made a Jover (julien x clover) fanpop page in case آپ want to کرائیں جمع your fanarts, screenshots,fan fictions, write articles, and feel free to talk یا discuss about this couple یا about julien, clover یا the netflix series and if آپ know about somebody that likes this couple please invite him/her

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Eyes 04.08.15

Note: This may contain spoilers for the Penguins of Madagascar Movie.

— § —

Dave the octopus grinned as he picked up a ping on his sonar in his submarine. Just as he’d expected.

He turned to one of his octopus henchmen. “Will Smith have my cages ready?” he asked.

The henchman mumbled a response in octopus speak.

Dave smiled. “Excellent. Tell the others to get in position,” he ordered. The henchman saluted with a slimy tentacle and hurried off.

Dave slithered out of the room to his large storage room, where all the penguins from zoos and aquariums around the world were caged. They silenced and shrunk in fear when they saw Dave enter with a pair of henchmen and a cart. They came to the lone cage in the center of the room, where a small پینگوئن, پیںگان slept, confident that a certain trio of penguins would come rescue him and foil Dave’s evil plans.

“Morning, Private,” Dave کہا reaching through the bars of the cage and poking his beak. Private woke up and wiped off the slime Dave left behind. He swallowed as Dave’s henchmen...

Dying 04.04.15

Note: This installment is humanized.

— § —

Skipper sat in the emergency room waiting area, his face in his hands, as he waited for the doctor to come back with news. His college roommate and best friend, Kowalski, sat اگلے to him, wishing he could think of something to say to bring him comfort. They’d been waiting there for almost an hour. Finally, a surgeon stepped out of the operating room, her hands and arms wet after scrubbing out. She pulled his face mask under her chin.

“Mr. Guin?” she inquired toward Skipper, who stood.

“Yes. How is she?” he asked rubbing his bloodshot eyes.

“I’m Doctor Sullivan. Your mother has suffered serious head trauma,” the surgeon explained regretfully. “She is bleeding from the brain. It’s minor, but still fatal. We need your permission to operate,” she explained.

“Of course,” Skipper کہا without hesitation. Sullivan held up a hand.

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>“Eat Pray Shove” - Clover is forced to take a vacation, and while she’s away, she meets the handsome and free-spirited Sage Moondancer.

>“He Blinded Me With Science” - Julien teams up with Timo the tenrec, a scientist enlisted سے طرف کی the king to automate everything in the kingdom.

>“Viva Mort” - After embarrassing Maurice, Julien tries to make up for his transgression, while Mort inadvertently joins an anti-King Julien group.

>“The Really Really Big Lie” - Julien concocts an elaborate lie, blaming a giant “mega-gecko” for ruining a young lemur’s birthday party.

>“One مزید Cup” - Julien finds a bag of coffee beans in the Cove of Wonders and gets the entire بندر community hooked on caffeine.

Marlene: I know how to teach Eva her bird sounds Skipper in a song but there's one I don't know Skipper: Start singing Marlene: (sings) Skipper Freaks People Out Rico goes jerk and the Private goes will آپ go out on a تاریخ with me Eva is dumb and Kowalski stresses out shyly Alice goes my great great grandparents Classified runs away from Dave the Octopus but theres one sound that no one knows what does the Julien say

heartless means old no good jerk, heartless means old no good jerk, heartless means old no good jerk

what does the Julien say

I was a king before, I was a king before, I was a king before

what does the Julien say

nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag, nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag, nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag

what does the Julien say

annoy annoy annoy annoy, annoy annoy annoy annoy, annoy annoy annoy annoy

what does the Julien say and that's the sound that no one knows

Seeking Solace 03.08.15

Note: This chapter contains mild Skilene.

— § —

“Marlene?” Skipper called from behind Marlene.

Marlene sat in the park, staring at her reflection in the pond. She looked in Skipper’s direction, but couldn’t meet his eye. “What are آپ doing here?” she asked.

Skipper frowned. “Someone told me they saw آپ leave the zoo. I was worried. What’s wrong?” he asked sitting اگلے to her.

Marlene glanced at him, afraid to answer. “It’s nothing. I just came out here to think.”

Skipper studied her. “Marlene, I know you. Something is troubling you. آپ know آپ can trust me, right?” he asked gently.

Marlene looked down. “Yes, I know. That’s not—what I’m worried about,” she کہا hesitantly.

Skipper knit his brows. “Marlene, آپ can tell me anything.”

She looked at him. Then she bit her lip and away. “Well . . . آپ know how آپ just came back from that solo mission?”

Water 02.27.15

“Here we are, Private!” Uncle Nigel announced as he and Private arrived at the shoreline of Antarctica.

“Oh, what are we doing here?” Private asked looking at his reflection in the water.

“You’ve just grown in your first set of waterproof feathers, my boy! It’s time I taught آپ how to swim,” Nigel کہا with a smile.

Private backed away from the water and wrapped his flippers around himself. “Are آپ sure I’m ready?”

“Aye! Of course I’m sure,” Nigel کہا kneeling اگلے to him and putting a flipper on his shoulders. “This is an important milestone, my boy. You’re growing up so fast.” He smiled with pride.

Private shifted nervously on his feet. “Okay. Promise آپ won’t let me go?” he asked sheepishly.

Nigel smiled. “I promise. Come now, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” he کہا walking to the water’s edge and diving in. He emerged a سیکنڈ later and held his flippers out to Private. “Hop in, Private! I’ve got you!”

Words 02.23.15

Note: My teacher gave us another creative writing assignment! This is what I’m submitting to her. The topic is a story that conveys two of the following themes: appearance versus reality, betrayal, manipulation/deception, jealousy, and hate. I chose pretty much all of them except jealousy. It’s also humanized.

— § ―

Thomas laid back on a cot with his arm crossed over his eyes. The sounds of arguing Danes in the neighboring cells and guards beating at their cell bars with their batons to try and quiet them filled the stale air.

He lay in silence, thinking to himself how stupid he had been. How gullible and vulnerable he had been. He gave his loyalty and his trust only to be betrayed in return—by the one person he thought was his brother. Now he was sitting on death row as an innocent man.

“Morning, Thomas.”

Thomas looked up from his bunk to see the traitor on the other side of his cell door.

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 concerned about him the past couple days, but they didn’t say anything. Then again, they were probably waiting for a good time to ask. He’d been a little ill with them due to so little sleep.

A figure appeared اگلے to him in the reflection and he turned around and tackled them to the ground without seeing who it was.

Sacrifice 02.09.15

Note: This chapter is humanized. It also contains character death.

— § —

Kowalski took a shaky breath and stood before the guests seated in rows of fold-up chairs. Suppressed sobs punctured the silence.

“I’ll be honest. When I was first told that Skipper had been killed, I nearly laughed,” he said. The guests’ expressions twisted in a mixture of shock and confusion.

“Not because it was funny, but because I’d always imagined Skipper would intimidate Death himself,” he explained, almost smiling. The guests relaxed and exchanged glances as they realized how right Kowalski was. “Even now, I almost expect Skipper to pop out of his coffin and leave us wondering how he did it.

“When I first met Skipper, I thought he was insane,” Kowalski continued. “The amount of effort he put into his elaborate plans to thwart evil was extraordinary. Sometime down the line, I realized . . . I was wrong. While his mind may have seemed twisted from the outside, he knew exactly how to navigate the inside. And he always came out on top. I’d always thought the key to...

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 back into pure malice. It was he who had done this to him . . . that پینگوئن, پیںگان that goes سے طرف کی . . .

. . . Skipper.

He was embarking on his first attempt at striking revenge against the dullard humans. Then they showed up. Skipper and his team: Kowalski, Rico, and Private. He had laughed when he first met them. Four cute and cuddly penguins coming to foil his plan? It was ridiculous!

Light 01.23.15

Marlene laid against the dark, damp soil, nearly losing consciousness. The air was growing heavy, and her breathing was becoming labored. She'd been underground for almost an گھنٹہ now, and was running out of oxygen. In the pitch black, she'd never felt مزید alone.

She and Private had left the zoo for snowcones. But when they got close, a human spotted them and they had to hide in a panic haste. Private sought refuge in a trashcan while Marlene کبوتر into an abandoned لومڑی hole. But the اگلے thing she knew, the human ran across it in تلاش of her and the vibration caused the loose soil to collapse, closing off the entrance, but thankfully not covering her completely.

When she tried to dig her way out, it started to collapse again, so she had to stop. She knew Private would come to her aid, یا rush to find help. It'd been so long, she'd decided that either Private had no idea where she was یا what had happened to her, یا had realized that digging her out could possibly cause it to collapse before they could get to her and had to think of something else.

link

"This Valentine’s Day, Nicktoons will air five hours of love-themed episodes in their “Crushing It Valentine’s Day” marathon. Kicking off the event will be three premiere episodes, one each for T.U.F.F. Puppy, The Penguins of Madagascar and Robot and Monster.

Following the marathon, six T.U.F.F. کتے episodes will remain to be seen. Four episodes of Penguins will also be left to air, as will one episode of Robot and Monster.

The schedule for Saturday, Feb. 14 follows:

2:00PM T.U.F.F. کتے - “TUFF Love / Soar Loser” (NEW)
2:30PM The Penguins of Madagascar - “Love Takes Flightless / Tunnel of Love” (HALF-NEW)
3:00PM Robot and Monster - “J.D. Loves Gart / Misery Date” (NEW)
3:30PM T.U.F.F. کتے - “Love Bird / Girlfriend یا Foe”
4:00PM Danny Phantom - “Prisoners of Love”

Love 01.19.15

There is a price to pay when it comes to “love.”

If anyone knows that, it’s me. No one truly knows how hard my job is. They think I make it look so easy. That’s because I have to bury my emotions to make the hard decisions. I have to feel nothing. I can’t cry, I can’t feel pain, and I most definitely can not let my anger alter my judgement.

Today, I lost two good soldiers. Manfredi and Johnson, my brothers in arms. And I hold myself accountable.

What many people don’t realize is that war is a duty. The only real choice is whether آپ accept it, and what آپ fight for. Sometimes آپ have to make an impossible choice for the greater good. Even if that means someone آپ care about gets caught in the crossfire.

That’s the problem with my job as leader. Everyone looks to me to make these choices. But I made a commitment when I took this job—a commitment to protect the innocents of the world. And because of that commitment, I have paid the ultimate price.

Note: So, I was in the mood for a writing challenge, so I looked some up on Google, and settled on this one. Each chapter represents a different theme, which will be the chapter's title. Here are the rules:

Pick a fandom: Penguins of Madagascar

Write a one-shot for each of the themes

None of the chapters can be continuations of other chapters

Try to be original, and no copypasta!

The one-shots do not have to be گیا کیا پوسٹ in the list's order.

Here are some rules I've added for myself:

[b]I cannot work on مزید than one at a time. I can jot down ideas for other prompts, but the actual writing of the fics cannot begin until I've finished the گزشتہ one.

Each one-shot must be at least one hundred words but no مزید than one thousand. Hyphenated words count as one.

Interpretation of the theme may be literal یا metaphorical.

Ideas must be my own. Inspiration can come from something I heard, a song, a book, movie, et cetera, but ideas themselves cannot be suggested سے طرف کی anyone but my own mind.

Here's a quick, funny story I wrote. From now on, if anyone was reading my 'A Hero's Tale' fanfic, it's on my FanFiction account.

The door of the HQ burst open, scattering Kowalski and Skipper's chess game on the floor.

"Hello, slap happy penguins!" Julien shouted, who was at the doorway. "Who wants to have fun on Sunday Eve!"

"For one thing, it's called 'Saturday night'," Skipper commented, as he picked up a pawn off of the floor.

"And secondly, no." Kowalski finished his leader's sentence.

Rico set his doll down (he was brushing her hair) and glared at Julien. Private seemed kind of happy though, he was bored and all that had been on the telly were old Lunicorn reruns.

"Aw, come on! Let's celebrate Sunday Eve!" Julien exclaimed, then in a single, quick movement, grabbed all the penguins and rushed out the door again.

اگلے thing the penguins knew, they were all in the بندر habitat with Julien, Maurice, and Mort. Rico had tried to use a flamethrower to get away, but Mort interrupted and it was fired at the ground, leaving a bit of آگ کے, آگ that Julien then had insisted was their campfire....