rarity: well darling whats your name (levitates a cup of tea) private: my names private i'm british from the London zoo applejack: well nice to meet Du private my name's applejack twilight: my names princess twilight sparkle rarity: i am rarity (sips tea) regenbogen dash: i'm regenbogen dash (fly's fast towards him) private: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah rainbow: (stops) oh sorry i guess Du don't like scary things private: (nods) what about the yellow pony over there
private: uh (wakes up) where are we skippah pinkie: (pops out of nowhere) hi there my names pinkie private: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah pinkie: oh i'm sorry private: skippah skippah where are Du (wimpers) pinkie: Hey whats wrong private: (crys) skippah pinkie: (picks him up and brings him to twilights) private: where am i (wimpers) skippah please come twilight: who's skipper private: skippah's m-my brother so are kowalski and rico (wimpers) i don't know where i am i'm scared
private: oh ya skippah this is my mom melody: hello my names melody nice to meet Du skippah skippah: nice to meet Du too melody: Hey private wanna go get something special Du deserve it come private: okay mom skipper: kowalski analysis kowalski: i have no idea private: mom can i have 2 boxes of erdnuss butter winkies please melody: sure here both: (eats erdnuss butter winkies) private: ohlookoverthereiseeabirdheheheyay melody: private high on sugar rush
private: Hey guys whats up kowalski: nothing much Du have any nines rico: nuh go fisch (eats fish) skipper: private we got a letter in the mail for Du private: really skippah (grabs letter) dear private i am coming for a visit today Du may not remember me cause Du were just a baby boy bu be on your best behavior before i get there Liebe melody (mom) private: my mothers coming for ah visit todah (ding) private: mom (hugs mom)
Off the Shelf A Penguins of Madagascar fanfic Chapter 1: "Operation: No Mehr Foolish Risks"
It was a typical morning at the Central Park Zoo. The birds in the air were singing; their flightless cousins below were smiling and waving. Julien was kicking Mort off his feet; Alice had her feet on her desk. Mason and Phil were playing chess. Leonard was asleep. Marlene was out of her habitat and running toward the Zoovenir shop.
"Well, that's unusual," Private sagte as he saw Marlene ente behind a garbage can. She was about...
Heyllo, fanguins. Listen, I've been thinking a bit. I know a good amount of us have moved on beyond being fanguins (definitely have myself onto the Youtube fandom), yet we still haven't forgotten that being fanguins was our thing. I was thinking, if some are still able to on youtube, maybe we can all make our own fanguin related Videos to put in a big playlist to Zeigen that we are still here, maybe kinda like a digital time capsule sort of thing. Since the Penguinfest thing crumbled before it could even begin, this could be like a way for us to still reconnect. So, what do Du guys think if you...
Note: Hey, guys! Bet Du all thought I forgot about this. College life has been off to a stressful start, so I've been neglecting my Schreiben to deal with it. Nonetheless, I will continue to update as I can. This semester has been a lot easier so far so I'll do my best. I gepostet it to FanFiction but I forgot to post it here. If you're Lesen this I hope Du enjoy it.
This short takes place following The Big S.T.A.N.K.
Skipper paced back and forth just outside Marlene’s habitat. It was Friday, at almost eight o’clock at night. He promised he would tell her what had really happened that Tag Blowhole had used his Serum on her, but he didn’t really realize what exactly he’d have to put into words. No matter how he arranged the confession in his mind, he couldn’t figure out how to say it without things getting too awkward. Mehr importantly, he couldn’t figure out how to say it.
After a nostalgia trip, I've put a few Mehr bits of Poesie on this site called Vocal, including this song variation about "Penguins of Madagascar" that I gepostet as poetry. Hope those of Du who see this will look into it and share it.