“What is it, Kowalski?”
“According to my calculations,” कहा Kowalski, scribbling something down on his clipboard, “it is an apple.”
“Right.”
Skipper thought for a while. “Hah!” he laughed. “You won’t get us that easily, आप evil witch!”
“Um, Skipper?” asked Private.
Skipper looked at the youngest penguin. “What is it, Private?”
“If आप don’t mind me asking,” कहा Private. “Well I was wondering—”
“Spit it out, soldier.”
“Well, what does an evil witch have to do with the apple?”
Skipper shook his head. “Young Private, I see आप have forgotten the story about Manfredi and Johnson when they fell for the poisoned apple.”
“Isn’t that Snow White?”
“You’re confusing your stories, Private.”
“Actually, Skipper,” interrupted Kowalski, “my calculations दिखाना that it came from the बंदर, लेमूर habitat.”
“Oh, well, in that case, Rico.”
Rico picked up the सेब and threw it at the बंदर, लेमूर habitat. “Nice throw, Rico!” कहा Private.
“Come on, men. It is time to sort out some files,” ordered Skipper, leading the way into the HQ.
The other penguins groaned quietly but followed their leader down.
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Julien shook his booty to the rhythm of the music. “And a one, and a two,” he mumbled.
Then, he heard a swishing sound. “Huh?” He looked up just in time to see an सेब heading straight for him.
Bam! “Ow!” cried the बंदर, लेमूर king. “Maurice! Mort!”
His subjects came running in. “Your majesty! What happened?” panted Maurice, seeing his king on the ground.
“This,” कहा Julien, picking up the apple, “is what has been going on! Who dares throw फल at the royal me?”
Maurice raised a brow. “You haven’t द्वारा any chance offended the sky spirits, have you?”
“Me? Pft. Of course not,” replied the other lemur. “The sky spirits प्यार me!”
Mort inched closer to the feet as his king continued talking. “Besides, why would they be giving me the apples? I already have a pile!”
He turned around swiftly, accidentally knocking Mort into the pile of apples beside his throne. “Mort!” he yelled. “How dare आप touch the royal apples?”
As he stormed over to the माउस lemur, his swishing tail pushed the सेब over and on to the bouncy house, where the सेब bounced away. Julien turned back. “Uh, who is the one who has taken my fruit?”
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Bada picked up the सेब from the ground. “Yo, Bing. Want an apple?”
Bing came over. “You know we don’t like the apples. The bananas are the best.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Bada threw the सेब away from their habitat. “Yo, Bing,” he called again. “Want a banana?”
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Marlene stretched and shook the water droplets from her slick, wet fur. “Nothing to start off the दिन like a morning swim,” she stated.
She spotted the apple. “Huh? What’s this?”
Picking it up, she looked around. The ऊद, ओटर, ऊदबिलाव shrugged and took a bite out of the apple. “An सेब a दिन keeps the doctor away.”
“According to my calculations,” कहा Kowalski, scribbling something down on his clipboard, “it is an apple.”
“Right.”
Skipper thought for a while. “Hah!” he laughed. “You won’t get us that easily, आप evil witch!”
“Um, Skipper?” asked Private.
Skipper looked at the youngest penguin. “What is it, Private?”
“If आप don’t mind me asking,” कहा Private. “Well I was wondering—”
“Spit it out, soldier.”
“Well, what does an evil witch have to do with the apple?”
Skipper shook his head. “Young Private, I see आप have forgotten the story about Manfredi and Johnson when they fell for the poisoned apple.”
“Isn’t that Snow White?”
“You’re confusing your stories, Private.”
“Actually, Skipper,” interrupted Kowalski, “my calculations दिखाना that it came from the बंदर, लेमूर habitat.”
“Oh, well, in that case, Rico.”
Rico picked up the सेब and threw it at the बंदर, लेमूर habitat. “Nice throw, Rico!” कहा Private.
“Come on, men. It is time to sort out some files,” ordered Skipper, leading the way into the HQ.
The other penguins groaned quietly but followed their leader down.
***********************************************************
Julien shook his booty to the rhythm of the music. “And a one, and a two,” he mumbled.
Then, he heard a swishing sound. “Huh?” He looked up just in time to see an सेब heading straight for him.
Bam! “Ow!” cried the बंदर, लेमूर king. “Maurice! Mort!”
His subjects came running in. “Your majesty! What happened?” panted Maurice, seeing his king on the ground.
“This,” कहा Julien, picking up the apple, “is what has been going on! Who dares throw फल at the royal me?”
Maurice raised a brow. “You haven’t द्वारा any chance offended the sky spirits, have you?”
“Me? Pft. Of course not,” replied the other lemur. “The sky spirits प्यार me!”
Mort inched closer to the feet as his king continued talking. “Besides, why would they be giving me the apples? I already have a pile!”
He turned around swiftly, accidentally knocking Mort into the pile of apples beside his throne. “Mort!” he yelled. “How dare आप touch the royal apples?”
As he stormed over to the माउस lemur, his swishing tail pushed the सेब over and on to the bouncy house, where the सेब bounced away. Julien turned back. “Uh, who is the one who has taken my fruit?”
**********************************************************
Bada picked up the सेब from the ground. “Yo, Bing. Want an apple?”
Bing came over. “You know we don’t like the apples. The bananas are the best.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Bada threw the सेब away from their habitat. “Yo, Bing,” he called again. “Want a banana?”
***********************************************************
Marlene stretched and shook the water droplets from her slick, wet fur. “Nothing to start off the दिन like a morning swim,” she stated.
She spotted the apple. “Huh? What’s this?”
Picking it up, she looked around. The ऊद, ओटर, ऊदबिलाव shrugged and took a bite out of the apple. “An सेब a दिन keeps the doctor away.”
