Autor's Note: That's my first "fan-fiction" (I don't know if this can be called fan-fiction, since it's just a little story...). Anyway, this story was a dream I had last night, so it hasn't the most logical plot, but it's still cute in my opinion. Enjoy it!
PS: If there are some grammatical errors, please tell me, I want to improve my English. Thank you.
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It was a nice Tag at the Central Park Zoo; Marlene, as usual, wanted to see what her feathered Friends at the HQ were doing...
*Marlene entered the HQ, after knocking, and saw Skipper while Schreiben something.*
Marlene:"Hey Skipper! Whatcha doin'?"
Skipper:"It's classified, Marlene. Du should know it."
*Marlene rolled her eyes* "Aw, c'mon! Why Du keep telling me the same 3 words: It is classified?! Du know that I'm not a spy! *Marlene sagte annoyed*
*Skipper finished Schreiben what he was Schreiben and went to Marlene; He then grabbed her and kissed her passionately on the lips*
*Marlene was a bit shocked, but happily kissed him back*
Skipper:"There. Now Du know something classified: my Liebe for you."
Marlene:"I couldn't ask anything better" *She sagte in a romantically voice before KISS him again*
Meanwhile, Kowalski, who was working on some new invention, was about to leave his Lab, but saw Skipper and Marlene while they were kissing. He couldn't help but whisper to himself: I knew it!
I hope Du liked it. Thanks for reading!
27Kowalski
PS: If there are some grammatical errors, please tell me, I want to improve my English. Thank you.
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It was a nice Tag at the Central Park Zoo; Marlene, as usual, wanted to see what her feathered Friends at the HQ were doing...
*Marlene entered the HQ, after knocking, and saw Skipper while Schreiben something.*
Marlene:"Hey Skipper! Whatcha doin'?"
Skipper:"It's classified, Marlene. Du should know it."
*Marlene rolled her eyes* "Aw, c'mon! Why Du keep telling me the same 3 words: It is classified?! Du know that I'm not a spy! *Marlene sagte annoyed*
*Skipper finished Schreiben what he was Schreiben and went to Marlene; He then grabbed her and kissed her passionately on the lips*
*Marlene was a bit shocked, but happily kissed him back*
Skipper:"There. Now Du know something classified: my Liebe for you."
Marlene:"I couldn't ask anything better" *She sagte in a romantically voice before KISS him again*
Meanwhile, Kowalski, who was working on some new invention, was about to leave his Lab, but saw Skipper and Marlene while they were kissing. He couldn't help but whisper to himself: I knew it!
I hope Du liked it. Thanks for reading!
27Kowalski
They walked up to the house. The old grey porch creaked. They opened the door. A faint light cast shadows on the stone walls. It smelled of dirt and mothballs. oder maybe dirty mothballs.
"Ow!" Yelled Skipper.
Kowalski glanced over Skipper. He had stepped on a board that flipped up and hit him in the face.
"Ssshh." sagte Kowalski.
"Ow." Wispered Skipper.
They heard footsteps. They ran out the door and back to the base.
"How about we Just knock." Suggested Privete, "or E-Mail him."
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Bang,bang,bang. The door didn't open. Bang,bang,bang. Still .didn't.
"Rico, rope." ordered Skipper.
"Here Skipper." sagte Rico handing him a rope.
"Perfect."
Skipper made a lasso and lassoed the weathervane.
"Skippah," sagte Privete "couldn't we try something a little less… well, dangerous."
"Sure Privete. Got any ideas?" sagte Skipper.
The door creaked open. A peice of papper blew in front of Skippers face. It said: TO BE CONTIUED. XD
"Ow!" Yelled Skipper.
Kowalski glanced over Skipper. He had stepped on a board that flipped up and hit him in the face.
"Ssshh." sagte Kowalski.
"Ow." Wispered Skipper.
They heard footsteps. They ran out the door and back to the base.
"How about we Just knock." Suggested Privete, "or E-Mail him."
***
Bang,bang,bang. The door didn't open. Bang,bang,bang. Still .didn't.
"Rico, rope." ordered Skipper.
"Here Skipper." sagte Rico handing him a rope.
"Perfect."
Skipper made a lasso and lassoed the weathervane.
"Skippah," sagte Privete "couldn't we try something a little less… well, dangerous."
"Sure Privete. Got any ideas?" sagte Skipper.
The door creaked open. A peice of papper blew in front of Skippers face. It said: TO BE CONTIUED. XD