POM Villains

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“Curse Du Parker the Platypus!” – A P.o.M Fan fiction.
August 20th, 2011. Seaville Aqua Fun Park. Staten Island, New York.
Parker the platypus sighed in frustration and utter boredom as he rested his elbows on the stone ledge surrounding his habitat- if Du could even call it /that/. Did these bozos /actually/ expect him to perform?
“Seaville Aqua Fun Park’s Trained Platypus : Percy!”, the sign above his habitat read. How this place stayed open after...

    I scanned Marlene from head to toe. Her once beautiful eyes were still blank, yet her expression was warped with anger. Her paws were in fists, balled to her sides and she was poised for combat. I’ll admit, Marlene’s extremely attractive when she’s angry—hey, don’t judge me, I’m entitled to an opinion!—but the way she was looking at me at that moment, like she wanted to decorate the room with my insides, never have I longed to see her smile Mehr in my life.

    Blowhole must’ve sensed my shock, because his laughter once again pulled...

(my first in a series of episode style Fan fictions. and Von that, i mean, the sort of stuff you'd see in an episode)


April 1st, 2013.

The Penguins woke up early that morning. Skipper watched the rest of his team tiredly crawl out of bed. Kowalski was first, followed Von Private, and Rico....well, he just sort of rolled out of bett and hit the floor. He was still asleep.

Several attempts to wake him up were made until Private had the bright idea of placing a fisch near Rico's head, intending for him to eat it when the crazed bird woke up, but just before he could place it on the stone floor, Rico's...

He was just a pinguin with a growing depression. Not a word in the world could take the weight of the infliction off his shoulders. He was a pinguin who just needed to run away and have a good cry. But he wouldn't let that happen. He knew he couldn't. I'm a man.I'm a man. He told himself that so many times. Now he walked, head hanging, shoulders drooped. Here could be found no glory, no spirit of freedom, no lack of affliction. Only the mark of an outcast, the weight of regection and hate were seen. Rain clouds were drawn to him overhead. Slowly raindrops began to fall. Not after long rain...

Sorry you, always have to wait so long, I keep struggling to decide what happens Weiter and the it's power outages, exams, etc. All of the sudden my computer won't let me on Fanpop and I have to use my dad's computer.

Skipper: Hey, the hatch finally opened!
Marlene: There's the braniac!

They all went for him, but as they jumped 1 Von 1 Kowalski paralyzed them. And once the king froze Mort jumped onto his (Skipper's) feet, knowing that Julien can't kick him away now, then he got Frozen too.

Julien: Show's Du for touching the feet!

Kowalski: That's everyone! Wait! I'm missing one!

Skipper: Over here!...

Von request of link. Hope Du enjoy it. :)
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Romantic Guitar: Take 1

Skipper: Somewhere inside that abomination burns some ember of our Marlene. And I know just how to reach it. Rico! gitarre me! Por favor!

Rico: *hacks up guitar*

Skipper: (not realizing that its an electric guitar) *plucks string* *LOUD gitarre SOUND*

Private/Kowalski/Skipper: Aaah! My ears!!!!

Rico: AHHH YEAH!

Director: Rico! Spanish guitar! Not electric!

Kowalski: What about Danish metrics?

Private: No! I think he sagte Famous sitar tactics!

Kowalski: Oh yeah Private! That makes sense!

Skipper: What are we...

“Sorry about that compadre. Not too much I can do about him. Anyway, we are going to help Du get over this.” Skipper told Kowalski after Julien’s attempted interference. “But how?” Kowalski asked. “Ugh! Enough Kowalski! I’ve had enough of your ‘buts’!” Private suppressed a giggle. “Private! Do Du have to giggle at every ‘but’ reference?” Skipper asked the young cadet angrily. “Sorry sir.” Private replied. “What do Du want to do Kowalski?” Skipper asked his lieutenant. “Wallow in self-pity…” Kowalski muttered. Skipper slapped him. “Kowalski! There’s...

The pengins began to proceed their journey before the sun came up to spare themselves from the blistering sun for awhile. That morning the heat was untoleratentable. Von eleven Rico couldn't take walking anymore, so he slid on his belly.


As they inclined up a hügel Private's eyes randomly began to light up. He daydreamed off into the distance. It wasn't long before Rico and Kowalski joined him in his gaze.


"What are Du boys looking at? I don't see anything." Skipper questioned.


"Don't Du see the H.Q.?" Kowalski sagte pointing to nothing.


"No, what are Du talking about Kowalski? It's a...

Note: This is not the final chapter. There's going to be one oder maybe a couple more. I hope I get Mehr Kommentare this time, because last time I didn't get as many Kommentare as anticiapated. Please, comment, if Du wish, Du don't have to, though.

The Weiter Tag Skipper went fishing again, and Private was alone. Private took the diary and tried to take off from where he had left off.
Dear Diary,
It is the Tag before the wedding.
No that wasn't it. He finally reached it.
Dear Diary,
.......................... we decided to name him Private.
Private dropped the book in shock. Then it hit him: his mother's...

As the figure got closer Private shut his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Skipper emerged out of the fog and rushed to Private's side.
S: "Private! Private, wake up! Please speak to me!"
Skipper put his head to Private's ice cold chest. A faint heartbeat caught his attention. His raced through the treacherous blizzard. He concluded his sprint when they reached a cave. Skipper held Private tight in his trembling flippers. He strode deeper into the cave with Private in his grasp firmly. Even though the immense cave seemed dank and mysterious, Skipper felt comfortable in it. After all, this was...

They tired and hungry, especially the lemurs who weren't used to walking so long.
Ma: "I'm beat. Can we stop for the night."
K: "Negative,"
The whole team was yawning. It was apparent they all needed rest.

---Factory---
It was dead silent for awhile.
P: "Help! Please some one!"
N: "I don't think anyone can hear Du from in here, Private."
Private noticed Skipper groaning.
P: "Skipper, are Du sure you're okay?"
S: "I have a major headache,"
N: "Wait, Skipper, did Du say Du were tired and dizzy before?"
S: "Yes, but why does that matter?"
N: "Did Du get hit on your head?"
S: "Yeah, matter of fact I lost...

“Ah huh, Bingo!” Kowalski sagte proudly.

“What is it Kowalski?” Skipper asked as he moves near Kowalski.

“I have completed my energy converter and it’s now ready for action” Kowalski said.

“So what does it do? I hope this gotta be good” Skipper crossed his flippers

“It will convert negative energy to positive energy and vice versa” Kowalski replied.

“Okay, now explain it in English, less brainiac” Skipper sagte sarcastically.

“This thing can convert evil things to goodness” Kowalski explained.

“And?” Skipper asked thinking that this device might also have a negative...

Skipper couldn't really describe it, the car crashing into him, he didn't feel much, all he could describe the feeling as being: "Like a cork popping out of a wine bottle". He looked around and all he saw were cars zooming across the road, then realized his team was gone, he walked around endlessly. "Well it seems we got separated Von that bump," sagte Skipper. "Gotta get back to the HQ, they're probably worried to death about me," sagte Skipper. Skipper then looked around and saw a map on the ground, he picked it up and looked at the straße he was at. "Ah, just 2 miles away, not very far at all,"...