I had SOO much fun Schreiben this chapter! I hope Du have just as much fun Lesen it! Kommentar please!!!!

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"Ugh," Kowalski instictively stretched out, before realizing he was no longer in a crate. He lay on a cold powdery substance. Snow? Kowalski put some in his mouth, then spit it out. It was Fake.

Standing up, he brushed of the flakes and looked around.
There was fake ice and snow covering the landscape,
with stone slabs set out in an area of salt water. If the snow wasn't real then...was this a habitat? Kowalski searched the perimeter for his mate,...

OPERATION: Home SWEET HOME
CHAPTER FOUR
~ Whatever It Takes ~


The Weiter morning, before the zoo opened for business, Skipper, the other penguins, and Marlene gathered at Alice’s office to look at the newest edition of The New York Times, which Alice always had a copy of on oben, nach oben of her desk. Since both the Central Park Zoo and the New York Times Building were located in Manhattan, Skipper figured that the envelope he and Kowalski had mailed out the morning before would have reached the newspaper that same day, thus in time for its contents to be published in that morning’s edition.

“Let’s...

RATED PG-13.
Genre: mystery, suspense, romance, mild action
TDL's Note: I'm Schreiben a new story. This one is rather dark. The first part is very short; it is only the prologue.



The air was filled with the scent of wet concrete. The moon shown down on the lifeless zoo, the only Quelle of light. Puddles covered the ground from the storm that passed through the city hours ago. An eerie silence swept over the exhibits.

Through the silence, faint footsteps moving from puddle to puddle were heard, getting louder and louder. He came from the shadows and out into the moonlight, and took a breath of...

Everyone landed in different places around the rainforest.

Marlene and Icicle stood-up and began to Suchen for everyone else.

"Uggh! What's up with Skipper?" asked Marlene, "He keeps messing with me and thinks that he can boss me around! What's wrong with him?"

"Uhh, girl." Icicle sagte while fighting through the leaves, "Don't Du think that Skipper does that to protect you?"

"Well, sometimes. But still...Yea, whatever." Marlene jumped over the root blocking her way. "Why can't he see that I can take care of myself? I don't want him to think of me as a weak, damsel in distress. I want to be more."...

Chapter Two

“Rico. Rico. Rico, wake up.” Rico heard his name being called repeatedly and fluttered his eyes open. The voice was so rich and sweet, he hoped it was who he thought it was.

“Marlene???” Rico whispered. His eyes were blurry and then they got into focus, making the shape of an angry pinguin and a slightly younger one to his side.

“RICO! Where are my magazines?” Skipper demanded. He didn’t hear Rico say Marlene at first.

“Marlene.” Rico sat up and wiped his eyes with his flippers. He looked around and found his doll. Her arm had came off when he had thrown her aside...

“I wonder what’s taking him so long,” Marlene mumbled to herself. She was sprawled out across her bed, staring up at the ceiling of her habitat, thinking about Skipper. She checked the clock, “it’s been almost an hour. I hope his team took it well.”

Marlene began to get anxious, not because she wanted to know what the other penguins thought of their relationship, but because she wanted to see Skipper again. Ever since the first time she laid eyes on the strapping pinguin she knew that there was something about him that attracted her to him. It could have been his sleek black and...

Note To Self,

It’s been nearly a month. I’m not sure what happened, but Skipper is in the worst shape of his life. Private and I have both made various attempts to talk to him, but he refuses to say a word. On another note, he won’t eat his fish, anymore. Private tells me that he somehow feels responsible. I somehow doubt it. But, with the way things are looking, who knows what’s wrong with Skipper? I only wish that he would tell me something. It wouldn’t even have to be about this situation. I simply need to know if he’s still sane.

Besides, he’s starting to frighten Private....

“What’s going on, Skippa?” Private appeared from behind the conversing crowd that had gathered near the fishbowl ladder. This cluster of Tiere now included the four penguins and Marlene, who appeared to have brought along some important news.

“We’ve received word that Alice and her coworkers are planning some sort of diabolical meeting at the Zoovenir.” Kowalski answered, instead. Marlene was quick to intervene, though.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I did not say anything about it being diabolical!” the otter claimed with her hands of her hips. She had only been there for probably 8 minutes...

s=skipper,k=kowalski,p=privat,D:derater
The Hidden
take one action
S:Pop Quiz troups what can't we trust?
K:...What?(every body looks at him)what are we rolling?
S:Aaa kinda!
K:Ow sarry sarry aaa can we restart that?
Good again sarry.

take two and action
S:Pop Quiz troups what...what aaaa? whats my lines again?
P:(he wispers to skipper)What can't we trust.
S:we can't trust needals thats for shore.
K:I think he means thats your lines.
S:Ow can we restart agian.
D:Alright lets take it froom the oben, nach oben then.

take three and action
S:Pop Quiz troups what can't we trust?
K:Three Tag old sterfy moombeens.
S:Right? What...

This is really kind of for my benefit, so I can have a quick way to get to my ff's, but I put a brief Beschreibung in case you're interested.

Although, I highly recommend Du redirect to my FanFiction account to see revised and improved versions of these stories if Du plan on Lesen them. Additionally, I have officially stopped posting my stories on Fanpop as of June 30, 2017, so there are chapters, installments, and other stories that will not be here. To see my full archive, click link to see my fanfiction.net account. Du can post a guest review if Du don't have an account (please do!)....

Note: So, I found this site that would write a story for Du if Du just filled in the information and I did it for the heck of it. The result was just too funny NOT to share. I hope Du get a good kick out of this like I did.

Two Spiteful Uncles Thinking to the Beat
A Short Story
by peacebaby7

Dave the Octopus looked at the giant map in his hands and felt happy.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his tense surroundings. He had always loved cold a submarine with its muddy, miniature metal walls. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.

Then he saw something in the distance,...

Dream 02.13.15

Note: Well, anyone who knows me had to know I was going to do a Skilene one eventually. Happy Valentine’s!

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Unable to sleep, Skipper pulled himself topside for some fresh air. He had that nightmare again, the same one he’d been having every night for a week. He hadn’t told anyone about it yet—partly because it was really disturbing him, and partly because he didn’t want anybody worrying about him.

He ran his flippers over his face and knelt Von the pool to look at his reflection. He could tell that he was tired with the circles around his eyes. The team had seemed...

Insanity 02.02.15

Warning: This chapter is rated T for some disturbing images. If Du want to ask me what to expect in a comment, feel free to do so.

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“Boss,” called a hummer minion as he approached the villainous dolphin, Dr. Blowhole. “Boss, we’re—ready when Du are,” he sagte uneasily.

Dr. Blowhole grinned coldly and turned to him with a burning eye. “Excellent, Red One. Prepare the operating table,” he purred.

The hummer swallowed and nodded, exiting without another word.

Blowhole looked back into the mirror, looking at the bandages around his right eye, his grin fading...