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Eventually the sun went down, but Skipper and Private were still asleep. It wasn't long after that when Skipper woke.
S: "Private?"
Private suddenly awoke and yawned.
S: "Private, آپ need to go."
P: "Why? آپ won't hurt me."
S: "I think آپ should stay away from me ... just until Kowalski comes up with a cure."
P: "Skipper, I can't .."
S: "We don't have a choice."
P: "Yes, we do."
S: "What do آپ mean?"
P: "Skipper, bite me."
S: "No, Private. آپ need to go. It's clear I've done enough سے طرف کی putting those thoughts in your head."
P: "But آپ didn't!"
S: "Then who did?"
P: "I had a dream it happened."
Skipper...

This is a story about Marlene's wild side... And how she gets it cured. (My first Fanfic)
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-Marlene's point of view-

Here I am... Sitting in my habitat. Heh. مزید like a cave, یا a prison... It gets lonely around here, especially at night. That's when I get the urge to go take a walk in Central Park, maybe with a friend... But I can't. It's too much for me to handle. All the freedom is so intense, it scares me. I freak out... And turn into a crazy, foaming, psychopath. And when I'm like that, I don't think. I'm just like...

Operation: Good Deed - After seeing a kid perform a good deed (and preaching about it to an annoyed Alice), the Penguins are inspired to do good deeds themselves with the other zoo animals. In order to do that good deed, they must take part in a series of trades with the zoo animals, thanks to King Julien. Even if they are successful, does that mean that they are done performing good deeds for the day?

When the Chips Are Down - Mort wants his Cheesy-Bits! Even if it means trapping Private in the vending machine with him. After an almost-thorough تلاش of the zoo turns up nothing, King Julien...

It's Beyonce's single 'Sweet Dreams', but in Marlene's Version. Marlene secretly 'Likes' Skipper, and sees him in her dreams! Here's the lyrics!

Marlene:
Every night I rush to my bed,
With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see آپ when I close my eyes.
I'm going outta my head.
Lost in a Fairy tale.
Can آپ hold my paws and be my guide?
Clouds filled with stars cover your skies.
And I hope it rains.
You're the perfect lullaby!
What kind of dream is this?

You can be a Sweet Dream, یا a Beautiful Nightmare!
Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you.
(Turn the lights on!)
Sweet Dream, یا a Beautiful Nightmare!...

Alice snatches him from the doctor and takes him back to the Penguins’ Habitat. Private becomes confused سے طرف کی the surroundings. Where was he? What is he doing here?...

Private: [Confused] "Where am I?"
Skipper: [Happy] "Welcome back, young Private!"
Private: "What?"
Kowalski: "We were so worried…"
Rico: "Im maka cake ('I made a cake')!"
Private: "Worried about what?"
Skipper: "Aren’t آپ hurt, soldier?"
Private: "Hurt?" [Tries to walk] "Ow!"
Skipper: "Rico! Give him some Walking sticks!"
Rico: "Idunnohave! ('I don’t have')!"
Skipper: "Kowalski?"

Kowalski takes out two Crutches out of his lab and...

I have writer's block everybody! For many reasons actually...

First... I'm tired from everyday swimming practice, then my cat died, then my aunt and Grandmother are visiting us and then this song is STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD!

So... I made this to clear some of my writer's block...

Sorry to those who are waiting for the اگلے chapter of 'Dimensional Penguins', but I just can't write ANYTHING! D:<

Heres the link to the song:
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Anyways, here is the song w/ a story! :D

=^_^=
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Skipper and Julien both dated Marlene, they loved her so much they were willing...

CHAPTER THREE: Lemurs for the rescue

Skipper heard his comrade’s voices echoing behind the wall. All foursome were sitting in Kowalski’s lab, discussing over some medicine stuffs. He felt thirsty, terribly thirsty. And the only thing he could concentrate his thoughts on was a hot cup of his پسندیدہ catfish flavored coffee.
He rolled over in his بستر and glanced at the table. It was about three meters away from his bunk. Although he felt terribly dizzy and weak he decided to try. He collected his strength, scrambled out of the بستر and made few wobbly steps forwards.
He was on his halfway towards...

Okay, on as much as I know about Private (barely)I know he has a father named Sam مچھلی (read it and weep, actually, don't weep.. But on my Operation پینگوئن, پیںگان Game, Private mentions "My father Sam Fish" soo yea XD) So please enjoy my fanfic! :D (I PUT SWEAT AND BLOOD INTO THIS!! Wait, no that was fruit punch..)
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November 20th, 1995.

Skipper, a پینگوئن, پیںگان marched back and forth. Thinking worriedly and rapidly.
"Alright men. The Major General is coming.. I don't know why.. But.." Skipper went back into is thoughts.
Rico, the youngest پینگوئن, پیںگان سے طرف کی two years...

Note: This is my first Koico, Rowalski, Kico...whatever you'd like to call it. It is in Rico's point of view.

I watched him as he sat there, lonely as always. He never really seemed to care whether he had such company یا not. Very careless indeed. I enjoyed to have him around all the time, he was a like a best friend to me...but there were times that I doubted our friendship. I didn't think that he didn't like me یا something around that area, I just sometimes felt really close to him. Too close, I believe. Almost like brothers. Sometimes I felt even closer than that. I always wondered how...

Chapter 7

Rico’s eyes scrolled over the room, searching for the items that would be necessary for his rescue. He kept looking around but he couldn’t stay looking at something too long, the longer he took, the farther Marlene and Richard got. His stomach was feeling sick at the thought of Marlene and Richard EVER being together. That was just wrong. To Rico, he was some kind of molester…and he knew he probably was to anybody else.

The crazy پینگوئن, پیںگان shook his head and tried to get focused on what he was doing again, but it was pretty hard to concentrate when his doll was watching him every...