Scene 1 –HQ
Kowalski is in his lab, he trying to invent new inventions. Rico is watching TV. Private is reading lunacorns magazine.
Skipper: Boys, come here. We are going to get some snow cones. (Looking around) Where is Kowalski?
Private: He is in lab.
Me (Tressa): He invents new inventions that something turns into robot.
Rico: Uhh?
Me (Tressa): It’s not dangerous.
Skipper: Really?
Tressa: And… I must do something. Can I stay at HQ?
Skipper: Okay, Tressa and Kowalski stay there and we are going out.
They went out. Tressa continue writing the poem for Kowalski.
Scene 2- Park
Private: Skipper, is there a something wrong?
Skipper: Today is Kowalski’s birthday. And we’re going to buy gifts for him.
Private: Tressa?
Skipper: She has already had the gift for Kowalski.
Private: Do آپ mean the love?
Skipper: What?
Private: Didn't آپ realize that? Tressa loves Kowalski. But I'm not sure Kowalski loves her too.
KABOOM!Something exploded. And the HQ is burning.
Skipper: Rico!?
Rico: It wasn't me.
Scene 2- Zoo
Tressa: *cough* Kowalski? Are آپ OK? *triying to walk* Kowalski? If آپ are OK, please say something. * enter the lab* Kowalski? There is a shadow. It must be Kowalski. * come closer and touch him* Kowalski !?
Kowalski: I don't feel good.
Tressa:You ... آپ turned into a robot!!
Kowalski: What?
Tressa: آپ were triying to invent a invention that makes robot. Then it exploded. So...*cough* We must go out یا we will burn!
a tribute to پینگوئن, پیںگان of Madagascar
please تبصرہ it my first artical
What us شائقین have joined together let no writer rip asunder
پینگوئن, پیںگان of Madagascar شائقین of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
شامل میں together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I love them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live پینگوئن, پیںگان of Madagascar
آپ will never be forgotten
please تبصرہ it my first artical
What us شائقین have joined together let no writer rip asunder
پینگوئن, پیںگان of Madagascar شائقین of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
شامل میں together to celebrate a great show
They made us laugh
They made us cry
They even made us smile
Thought-out the years of villains summit
The prize of know them all
Even the annoying king
I hope that my voice has been heard
Cause I love them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live پینگوئن, پیںگان of Madagascar
آپ will never be forgotten
This is my first پرستار fiction. Hope آپ enjoy it! Oh, and if آپ were wondering, this story is told from Johnson's point of view.
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my ہوم could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt یا a grocery store. Still, the only good food I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The دیوار belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my ہوم could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt یا a grocery store. Still, the only good food I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The دیوار belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
