horah for my sister! (she helped me) this ends the kitka/skipper thing in the प्रशंसक fiction world.im a skilene, so लेखन the beginning was hard.hear i go!
it was a nice afternoon in central park, and skipper was looking dashing. well, all he did was put a black bow on his chest but THAT MAKES HIM LOOK LIKE HES WEARING A TUX!.
S: kowalski? is this bow tie exactly straight?
k: (gets out measuring stuff and measures the angle philosify watever its called) skipper this bow tie is aprociminly 1.0 percent off balence.
s: blast man! how am i supposed to look nice when-
p:its 10:00 skippa'
s:oh no!!! im gona be late for my तारीख, दिनांक with kitka!
told ya its hard
skipper rushes to the चोटी, शीर्ष of the asolinated amalcimated building in midtown whatever its called.
s:(climbs up top) hi kitka!
k:helloooooooo skippper.
[theres a तालिका, टेबल with chairs and china(plates) and silver wear.]
skipper sits down and looks at food. its ,.... broclii with butter.
k: i was trying to go vegetarian ever since i almost ate your friend fred.
s:acualy आप did, but he just didnt get digested, या something.
k: oh ya. (picks up fork and starts to eat broclii)
[may i remind आप that skipper dosent eat witha fork]
s:(looks aquardly at broclii and the fork,. then he picks it up and hold it wierdly in his flippers)
hmmmmmmm,.... ha, this reminds me of a cool trick i could do with a pen. (he spins it around in his flippers) but i couldnt realy perfect it-
the fork flew out of his hands and landed in kitkas eye
k: AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!
S:ummmmm oh look at the time!! i hafta feed rico....(runs outa there and climbs down ASAP)
k:YOU GET BACK HEAR आप RASCLE!!!!!!! IM GONA!!!!!!! GONA!!!!! IM GONA KIIIIILL YOU!!!!
S: (to himself): be glad it wasnt a knife......
skipper runs back to the HQ ASAP
K:(takes fork out of eye) evily:revennnnnnnnge..... (sticks fork back in and chases skipper)
HQ:
s: aaaaah!!!!!!! let me hide!!!!! (hides behind TV)
p: whats wrong skippa'?
s: whats wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? kitkas eviiiiiil!!!
p:c'mon skippa'! shes totaly harmless! (goes outside to a waiting kitka)
p: (sees kitkas evil smile and fork) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!(RUNS BACK IN)
p:aaaaaaaaaaaah!!! your right skippa'!!! shes freeeeeeeeeky!!!!
s: आप did not need to see that, im sooo sorr-rr-y!!
now private and skipper are huddled with fear in a corner. see ch.2!!!!!!!!!!!
it was a nice afternoon in central park, and skipper was looking dashing. well, all he did was put a black bow on his chest but THAT MAKES HIM LOOK LIKE HES WEARING A TUX!.
S: kowalski? is this bow tie exactly straight?
k: (gets out measuring stuff and measures the angle philosify watever its called) skipper this bow tie is aprociminly 1.0 percent off balence.
s: blast man! how am i supposed to look nice when-
p:its 10:00 skippa'
s:oh no!!! im gona be late for my तारीख, दिनांक with kitka!
told ya its hard
skipper rushes to the चोटी, शीर्ष of the asolinated amalcimated building in midtown whatever its called.
s:(climbs up top) hi kitka!
k:helloooooooo skippper.
[theres a तालिका, टेबल with chairs and china(plates) and silver wear.]
skipper sits down and looks at food. its ,.... broclii with butter.
k: i was trying to go vegetarian ever since i almost ate your friend fred.
s:acualy आप did, but he just didnt get digested, या something.
k: oh ya. (picks up fork and starts to eat broclii)
[may i remind आप that skipper dosent eat witha fork]
s:(looks aquardly at broclii and the fork,. then he picks it up and hold it wierdly in his flippers)
hmmmmmmm,.... ha, this reminds me of a cool trick i could do with a pen. (he spins it around in his flippers) but i couldnt realy perfect it-
the fork flew out of his hands and landed in kitkas eye
k: AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!
S:ummmmm oh look at the time!! i hafta feed rico....(runs outa there and climbs down ASAP)
k:YOU GET BACK HEAR आप RASCLE!!!!!!! IM GONA!!!!!!! GONA!!!!! IM GONA KIIIIILL YOU!!!!
S: (to himself): be glad it wasnt a knife......
skipper runs back to the HQ ASAP
K:(takes fork out of eye) evily:revennnnnnnnge..... (sticks fork back in and chases skipper)
HQ:
s: aaaaah!!!!!!! let me hide!!!!! (hides behind TV)
p: whats wrong skippa'?
s: whats wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? kitkas eviiiiiil!!!
p:c'mon skippa'! shes totaly harmless! (goes outside to a waiting kitka)
p: (sees kitkas evil smile and fork) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!(RUNS BACK IN)
p:aaaaaaaaaaaah!!! your right skippa'!!! shes freeeeeeeeeky!!!!
s: आप did not need to see that, im sooo sorr-rr-y!!
now private and skipper are huddled with fear in a corner. see ch.2!!!!!!!!!!!
a tribute to पेंगुइन of Madagascar
please टिप्पणी दे it my first artical
What us प्रशंसकों have joined together let no writer rip asunder
पेंगुइन of Madagascar प्रशंसकों of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
शामिल होइए 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 प्यार them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live पेंगुइन of Madagascar
आप will never be forgotten
please टिप्पणी दे it my first artical
What us प्रशंसकों have joined together let no writer rip asunder
पेंगुइन of Madagascar प्रशंसकों of all age, gender, race, beliefs ect…
शामिल होइए 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 प्यार them all with all my heart
And distressed that it ending
With all us depending
Penguins will last forever
In our hearts
Long live पेंगुइन of Madagascar
आप will never be forgotten
This is my first प्रशंसक fiction. Hope आप enjoy it! Oh, and if आप 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 घर 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 या a grocery store. Still, the only good खाना 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 दीवार 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 घर 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 या a grocery store. Still, the only good खाना 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 दीवार belonged to the Central Park Zoo!