My Fave King Julien Moments

Finn grabbed my arm. "Marlene, you can't be serious." he whispered.

"Oh, you bet I am serious." I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow.

"You can't be together." Finn said.

"Give me two reasons why." I frowned.

"One. You're a mammal and he's a bird," Finn paused. "Two. Skipper looks like one of those mga hayop who'll just break your heart."

"Well, is that bad? What if he isn't one of those guys? What? Are you a racist against Skipper now? I thought you guys were friends?" I snapped.

"It's not bad and I hope he's not one of those guys and no he's not a racist and yes we are friends." Finn reacted as...

Hexter struggled violently against the net. If he didn't get the water out his lugs soon, he would die and he knew it. Hexter lashed one way to the next. The net got caught into his mouth, cutting into the roof of his mouth. I'm gonna die. he thought gloomily as he gasped for air. So far, he had only succeeded in tangling his right flipper tighter in the netting. Hexter struggled again for one last time and was still.

Dexter was happy. He thought he had killed Hexter, and now his troubles were over. No madami prankster. The perfect paradise. As he swam home, he realized that his parents would...

Private looked at his feet. "How long did Skippa say to stand out here?" He asked dully. Rico shrugged. "Dunno," Kowalski remembered. "Until he gave the call," Private looked up and stared and the entrance hatch and looked back down. "What do you suppose they are doing down there?" Kowalski and Rico shrugged.

Pluma sat down and took a deep breath. Skipper looked at her. "Well, go on. It could NOT be that bad!" Pluma licked her beak nervously. "I'm REALLY bad at it," She explained. Skipper reached out and took her flipper. "It's okay," He said. Pluma smiled faintly. "Okay then,"

"I forgot the...

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the Penguins of Madagascar or Central Park Zoo. What I do own is this plot line, though.


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"Skipper!" It was Private's turn to watch the monitors for any suspicious behavior, and the ibong dagat was currently staring at one of the screens. "He's done it again!"

"What is it, Private?" sinabi Skipper, clearly annoyed. "We were playing a game of cards!"

The leader had some cards in his flippers. The rest of the penguins came out. Kowalski cleared his throat. "Actually, I'm kind...