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So, you guys saw the first chapter and LOVED IT! This is chapter 2, so hopefully, you'll be surprised at what you see next... (btw, this is a pretty long chapter, so be prepared :/)

"CATHERINE!" Lilly shouted, slapping Catherine across the face, "WHY AREN'T YOU PANICKING!? Your friend just died!!! DO SOMETHING!!!!" Catherine sighed and walked over to Johnathan.

She stood over him solemnly and looked down at him. She sighed and hung her head. Than Lilly heard her breathing heavily. She was crying? No... she was... LAUGHING?!

"Catherine, what are you doing?" Lilly shouted. Hannah had just come to....

Privates face said it all also.

" His name is Yamcha. " Mya said putting her head on his shoulder. Mya pulled out her picture of yamcha and her.

Acording to everyone trianing was so intense that it felt like they already fought the andriods. the chanlenge was everything that Mya and Tien had tought them including catching a monkey and hitting a grasshopper with a mallet. first up was Lilly on the hurtle jump. Lilly ran until her heart contended. She jumped every hurtle in 15.09 seconds! a new record for her!

Next was Hannah. She did the Monkey catch. The monkey named Bubbles started to run as...

    Ice gently flipped Kat over him. Voliet would be waiting for him in the main section of her lair. But he planned to take his time. Ice walked slowly around the spiral staircase, taking in every heart beat Kat's heart gave. He was now walking in the long, dark corridor. Ice sucked in Kat's delicious scent from her body into his lungs. Ice turned and walked into a hallway, lined with pictures of Voliet, that dead ended into a doorway. The tip of his flipper was lovingly stroking Kat's silky feathers. Ice opened the door. "Welcome, my darling." Voliet said almost instantly. Her dark green...

The Titanclad warship, it is very simply said. First you may ask, what is a Titanclad warship? Well, to sum it all up, it's the most unsinkable, indestructable superweapon of the high seas. Generally, these ships are small, at least less than the size of a football field, pretty small for a "Powerful warship" right? We'll get to why it's small in a minute, but for now, let's just browse through the 4 types of Titanclad warship.

Class 4500B gauge hull slicer: These Titanclads are the most common, and make up 65% of the Antarctic Penguin Navy fleet, they are the small ones and are so for several...

Emma crawled out of bed, feeling a bit confused. She glanced at the clock, which read, 11:30am. She shuffled over to the team.

"Morning." She yawned, forcing a smile.

"Morning, sis." Skipper said, smiling at her. Rico called out a barely understandable morning.

"Morning Em." Kowalski greeted cheerfully.

"Morning Emma." Private greeted, smiling at her. "Hey are you alright, you don't seem like yourself." He asked worriedly.

"I'm ok Private." Emma replied, smiling at his shyly. "I just didn't get much sleep last night." She explained. Though this was true she didn't want to say why.

"Hmm, ok." Private...

"So at any second, this thing can come back to life?" asked Skipper. "OH MY!!" screamed Private, fainting again. "Not entirely, the cells are alive and well, and from what I see, it was trying to imitate Fred and Mort," said Kowalski. "How? And why?" asked Skipper. "That's how it metabolizes: It takes over another animal's body, copies all the physical characteristics of that animal, as well as memories and skills of it, then tries to spread it, by touch, onto another organism," said Kowalski. "So in English, that's how this thing chows down?" asked Skipper. "Yes," said Kowalski. "Why was it...

Author's note: Well, here comes one of the goriest, most violent, most paranoid induced fanfic, I've ever written. Hopefully you will come to like the incoming suspense and enjoy the feel of the masterpiece from John Carpenter as it features our favorite penguins, and some of the zoo animals. :D Enjoy.

Prologue:

The faint, spindly, spaceship was slowly veering into orbit, it's propulsion drive careening off to the side, then whooshing into the Earth until being completely swallowed up by the atmosphere, little known to most, the ship was heading towards the New England region of the United...

Chapter 2: Marlene Finds Out.
Marlene padded along the path she always took to the penguins’ habitat. As she neared it, she felt a change in the atmosphere. She quickened her pace, feeling something was wrong.
Jumping down the fish-bowl door, she scanned the HQ for the penguins. The only ones she saw were Rico and Skipper. They were each holding two round balls.
“What’s going on?” she asked. “Where are Kowalski and Private? What are those?”
“Do you always have to ask so many questions?” Skipper demanded. Marlene crossed her arms. Skipper sighed.
“These are eggs, they were transferred...

It was a hot, sunny day in the Central Park Zoo and the city was experiencing one of it's usual Summer heat waves. The penguins were barely making it by with a single paper fan. "Rico! Stop hogging that thing! Im going to die of a heat stroke!" Kowalski scolded, snatching the fan from Rico and attempting to cool himself off. Rico just grumbled and crossed his flippers. Skipper looked at Kowalski, Rico, and Private. "Where the heck is Lilly?" He asked, scanning the area. Kowalski then pointed down at the dried up pool, and Skipper looked down to see Lilly laying at the bottom, pretending to...

"Good greetings, sir," said the shivering penguin, "My name is Jing Loiu, vice general of the Korean Army, how can we be of your eloquent assistance?" Telow then held the flag of his nation, red silk, and a small corner with the recognizable hammer and sickle, a small star above the two, and riddled with many holes, suggesting it has seen many battles in it's duration. "Honor back to Russia, I wish that she may be liberated," said Telow. "From Damion, per usual?" asked Jing. "Da, and the return of Moscow into our graceful love," said Telow. "Very well then, my executive's army will help you...

Dr. Damion made full preparations for the attack, but the battle tactics and fighting was to be his general's problems, his own problems however, were greater. He had finally cracked the code, use only thoughts that he needed in his research, and extract them from the brains to study. "This invention of mine will extract all the thoughts of Vladimir Lenin that I require to completely wipe out the resistance of the south, and insert them into my already brilliant mind," said Dr. Damion, putting Lenin's brain into the machine's holding area and hooking it to wires. He then took Stephen Hawking's...

OK. So here are the ages:
Kowalski: 23
Rico: 22
Skipper: 21
Private: 20

After Private says "Don't blame it on the.." then the other penguins say "boogie/sunshine/moonlight" at the same time.
Also, after Private says a line, and then - appears, they say "sunshine/moonlight/goodtimes/boogie" also.

Private:
My baby's always dancin'
And it wouldn't be a bad thing
But I don't get no loving
And that's no lie

We spent the night in Frisco
At every kind of disco
From that night I kissed
Our love goodbye

CHORUS:
Don't blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie

Don't...

Forgive me if this is a bad story...I have read, watched and reacted the amazing tale of Romeo and Juliet many times, but mostly by mysef though. This will be a spin-off version of Romeo and Juliet using some of my many friends. :)

Here we go.....

Kowalski, Rico and myslef were sleeping uptop tonight. I guess gosip got around that someone was fighting with someone and the fight was happening as I speak inside the Hq. I tried to fall asleep, but I couldn't. I tryed my best, but just laid there confused. About 2 hours passed and I couldn't stand just laying there antmore so...Bravely I walk inside....

Skipper: relax Rico is around here somewhere

Kowalski: found him!

Skipper: where?

Kowalski: over there on that block of ice

Private: hes sleeping

Kowalski: more like knocked out

Skipper: lets go check it out

(the guys swim to the ice block)

Skipper: ok but what about Rico?

Kowalski: he'll be fine (checking rico out for injurys)

Private: we're lost!

Skipper: Kowalski try find the map in Rico's belly

Kowalski: what!? I'm not putting my flipper in his belly!

Skipper: fine I'll do it *pushes on Rico's belly*

Rico: *spits out a map*

Skipper: that was easy as cutting pie

Private: where are we then?

Kowalski:...