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posted by Bluepenguin
 "W-who's there?"...
"W-who's there?"...
Seems like the sound came from over on the east side...

Skipper waddles slowly through the zoo. Nothing seemed to be out of place; everyone was sleeping encaged in their habitats under the crescent moon, or if nocturnal, minding their own business. The silence was so crushing that Skipper could hear his own puso thump unnaturally in his chest, like a percussionist playing the bongos.

Before anything else, I need to find witnesses and clues.

A whimper comes from above Skipper's head. He looks up to discover that he is standing right beside Leonard's tree.

Maybe I can get some info out of him; of course Leonard was awake to see the crime.

Skipper pulls out a measly LED flashlight and tries to turn it on. The switch sticks in place, and he knocks on it a couple times with his flipper.

"Come on, work!"

Problem solved, a beam of light shines out of the mechanism. The light reveals Leonard shivering and clinging to his eucalyptus tree.

"W-who's there? Is it the beast? Oh please don't eat me! I've got sharp teeth, you know... well, no I don't, but..." Leonard grabs a branch from the tree. "I've got a stick! Just look how scary it is!"

"Calm down marsupial, it's just me! I've come here to ask you about, uhh, a "beast", you say?"

"Oh yeah! He was huge! Like, this long!"

He stretches out his arms to emphasize the length of the creature.

"And I saw a couple teeth on that thing! They were sharp.. and pointy...."

Leonard shivers again at the mere thought of the beast, and clings tighter to limb of the tree.

Skipper rolls his eyes and sarcastically remarks, "Hmm, I see, and can you give me a better paglalarawan besides it being deadly?"

Because Skipper is not a ibong dagat of patience, sarcasm is just another way to get what he wants.

"Well, actually no. But I bet Joey can help you! I heard him yell "Blimey!" when he heard the scream."

"Thanks for the tip."

..............

So, Skipper is walking alone in probably one of the most dangerous times at night to see an always irritated and fuming mad Joey. (Figures....)

"Hey Joey! Did you happen to see, oh I don't know, a murder or something while you were awake?"

Joey turns around and spots Skipper standing on the brick pader of his habitat. He hops to his way and looks up, eyes narrowed, and snorts right in his face.

"Murder, ey? Mate, I've only heard that scream coming from the spidermonkeys! I don't know what it was that made them yelp like that, but if it ever comes 'ere..."

Joey cracks his knuckles and a malevolent grin darkens his face.

"Details man, details! Did you see at least any specific characteristics? Slimy, furry, spiky-"

Joey cuts him off, "It was scaly, and big. Actually, you know what bloke it looked like? That alligator from the Children's' Zoo! Yea, his size was about right. Maybe I could teach him a lesson for messing with this fair zoo, have a couple rounds with 'im."

Skipper hops down and lands nimbly on the floor.

"Now's not the time for action, Joey. It's nearly 0040 hours, so I'll need to wake the rest of the team for help. Since I've got the witnesses, all I need are the clues and suspects."

Skipper turns around slowly to face Joey, his flippers tucked behind his back to give a polished and informal look to his stature.

"Now's the time for questioning."
Skipper is taken ill and Rico, Kowalski and Private must take care of themselves up until their leader gets back to health. But there are some troubles with keeping up the discipline among the group.. they have to deal with all sorts of allurements waiting for them behind each corner...

Well... I hope you'll like it:) Cheers.



CHAPTER ONE: Our Leader is Sick

"All right, boys, line up here and get ready" commanded Skipper, walking up towards the middle of the platform.

Marlene had spent two hours tidying up her habitat and was now enjoying the sunny afternoon, sipping water through the straw and...
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The newly created ibong dagat stared blankly at his fish. Having tears forming at his eyes, soaking his feathers on contact with the salty liquid. He couldn't stop thinking about his past life as a human. He missed his family, his friends. Everything is going to hell. And no matter how much he wished, he was stuck like like this, a flightless bird.

The short ibong dagat in fount of him had a concerned expression stuck on his face. He felt like he needed to say something, something to comfort him.

"A-are you alright?" He sinabi in a British voice.

He didn't respond. Before the British bird could speak up,...
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posted by littlebirdy05
New York City, in the middle of summer. Hot sa pamamagitan ng anyone's standards, sweltering sa pamamagitan ng a penguin's. Needless to say, the four penguins now standing on the artificial ice floe, to their habitat, were not pleased. Of course, they would not have been willing to put up with such heat, but after the FURNACE incident, they were not willing to take any chances with turning up the a/c.

Kowalski glared up at the sun, behind one shielding flipper. The sun did not suit him, and he was sure he did not look well in it. The others they were used to it, but long hours, shut away in his lab, had left him unaccustomed...
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posted by KowalskiTheLich
Kowalski quickly hopped down various branches and out of the puno as quickly as possible; he was sure that some animals, almost certainly the other penguins, would be scaling the puno in minutos in order to see what had caused the ‘disturbance’. As Skipper tried to calm the crowd, Kowalski waited behind the puno for a bit to make sure he was telling them of his demise. When he was satisfied, Kowalski slipped away from the puno as silently as possible and dashed behind a bench, waited until he was positive none of the mga hayop were looking in his direction, then ran until he reached the nearest...
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posted by Aquade
"All right, Kowalski." Skipper banged on the door. "Let's see that invention of yours."

"Give me a few madami minutes" was the muffled reply.

Skipper groaned loudly and waddled toward the table. Taking a deck of cards, he sat down and looked at the other penguins. "Anybody up for a game of cards? We're playing Stomp the Wombat."

It was a few games later that Kowalski came out, his face beaming. "I've done it!" he exclaimed.

"Let's see it," sinabi Skipper. "You know your invention?"

Private nervously tapped his two flippers together. "Is it going to be dangerous?"

Kowalski scoffed. "Of course not!"

Rico...
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