Note: This is a short chapter just to conclude things up. Hope you enjoyed it!
“Kowalski, tell me you’ve cracked this thing,” said Skipper. “The humans will arrive at any moment.”
“Almost there, Skipper. Just a few more touches.”
Private turned to his leader. “Skipper! Someone’s coming!”
“Kowalski! It’s now or never!”
Kowalski hit the send button. “Mission accomplished, sir.”
“Go! Go! Go!”
The team made it up to the air vent just in time. The humans walked into the room. “I could have sworn I’d closed the lights.”
“Nah, you’re crazy.”
“It’s what happens when you work overtime, isn’t it?”
The man switched off the lights, oblivious to the penguins now directly above him. “Men,” said Skipper. “Failure is not an option in this unit.”
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The penguins watched dumbstruck as Chuck Charles continued. “And so, ladies and gentlemen,” he said. “We hope you enjoy your turkey this fine Thanksgiving Day, as they were imported from overseas. A first class gourmet if you ask me. Back to you Bonnie.”
“Kowalski, tell me you’ve cracked this thing,” said Skipper. “The humans will arrive at any moment.”
“Almost there, Skipper. Just a few more touches.”
Private turned to his leader. “Skipper! Someone’s coming!”
“Kowalski! It’s now or never!”
Kowalski hit the send button. “Mission accomplished, sir.”
“Go! Go! Go!”
The team made it up to the air vent just in time. The humans walked into the room. “I could have sworn I’d closed the lights.”
“Nah, you’re crazy.”
“It’s what happens when you work overtime, isn’t it?”
The man switched off the lights, oblivious to the penguins now directly above him. “Men,” said Skipper. “Failure is not an option in this unit.”
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The penguins watched dumbstruck as Chuck Charles continued. “And so, ladies and gentlemen,” he said. “We hope you enjoy your turkey this fine Thanksgiving Day, as they were imported from overseas. A first class gourmet if you ask me. Back to you Bonnie.”
a tribute to Penguin of Madagascar
please comment it my first artical
What us fans have joined together let no writer rip asunder
Penguin of Madagascar fans of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
Join 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 Penguin of Madagascar
You will never be forgotten
please comment it my first artical
What us fans have joined together let no writer rip asunder
Penguin of Madagascar fans of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
Join 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 Penguin of Madagascar
You will never be forgotten
This is my first fan fiction. Hope you enjoy it! Oh, and if you 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 home 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 or 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 wall 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 home 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 or 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 wall belonged to the Central Park Zoo!