My story begins here: inside a crate, in the back of a van, on the very busy roads of Manhattan. Uncle Nigel told me it was time I moved on, and I could only presume the scribbles on this letter he had diberikan me berkata I was going to community college. But alas, no matter how overwhelming this change felt, it was too late now to turn back; the Central Park Zoo was expecting me. It was time to say goodbye to Texas.
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The zookeeper left me alone, atop an icy platform surround oleh water: the pinguin, penguin habitat.
My tummy growls in hunger very loudly, and I'm sure glad nobody is around to hear it. My eyes dart to an empty ikan bowl. Were they not going to feed me? This certainly isn't how newcomers should be treated!
But my thoughts of food are soon swiped away when I notice the ikan bowl moving aside on its own. My body freezes, and I'm unable to move. Today isn't windy, besides wouldn't I have felt a wind strong enough to push a metal bowl? So what is going on? And is that… a hole?
A very serious looking penguin, with the world's flattest head for a bird, pops up from the hole. He looks at me, his blue eyes shining brightly under the sun.
"Um… hello," I said, producing a smile on my beak.
He doesn't say anything; in fact, he disappears back to wherever he came from, to whever that hole leads. Could he have been a student, atau just a shy teacher?
"Excuse me!" I run up to the hole and lean over it. "Please don't leave! I'm not going to bite!"
Suddenly, I feel something grip my feet and pull me down. My body is dragged through the hole, and I use my flippers to cover eyes.
PLUMP! My bottom hits the cold stone floor of wherever I landed.
I can't control it; when I'm scared, I start to whimper. I dared not open my eyes. I curl up as tight as I can, now that my feet are free.
"You may not bite," speaks a voice in a corner, "but we do."
"Meep!" I say, and I still don't uncover my eyes.
"Speak, punk," continues the same voice. "Who are anda working for? Do anda come from the enemy's territory?! HMM?!"
"S-sorry, what a-are anda t-talking about?" I stutter.
"Actually, Skipper," says another voice to my right, "the zoo's file says he was transferred here. And in perfect timing, too, since anda were speaking about a new recruit…."
I uncover one eye and glance up; three penguins are standing before me. The tallest one holds a clipboard. He gives me a small smile that looks a bit lethargic to me, although he doesn't seem to be run down.
The shortest penguin, the tense and angry looking one I had seen earlier, stands directly in front of me. He looks ready for war. Too bad I'm not...
I look up at him, twiddling the tips of my flippers. He blinks at me.
"Private!" he exclaims; I could hear the excitement in his voice. "Welcome aboard, soldier! Sorry for all the drama."
I like his enthusiasm, but there must still be a mistake. I'm not who he thinks I am. He called me private.
Standing up, with help from the taller penguin, I dust myself off. I suppose community colleges are just extremely strict.
"It's all right," I say. "But pardon me for asking, why did anda call me that? My name is—"
"Private. It's going to remain private," he demands. "I'm Skipper, leader of Team Penguin. These two" - he points to the taller pinguin, penguin and another pinguin, penguin I only notice just now - "are your comrades."
New Yorkers sure had a strange lingo. These men talk as if they're in the army. What gives?
"Greetings," murmurs the tall pinguin, penguin as he stepped forward. "My name is Kowalski."
"Gee, don't smile too much Kowalski," teases Skipper, though exasperation seemed to leak into his voice. atau maybe I imagined it. "Kowalski's our lieutenant; in other words my second-in-command."
As I shake Kowalski's flipper, I saw him roll his eyes at Skipper. "It's a pleasure meeting you." He sounds a bit livelier saying that.
The selanjutnya penguin, whom I haven't gotten a closer look at until now, has a mohawk and a scar on the left side of his beak.
"Hola!" he grunts at me. "Rico the name!"
Rico clasps my flippers with both of his and shakes me so violently that I feel dizzy afterwards.
"Hello, Rico," I say, trying to regain my composure.
"Rico is our expert in the extremities of exploding things. He also makes great tasting sushi!" Skipper tells me. "Though," he adds, "we're all kind of extreme here."
"I've noticed," I mumble.
"What's that, Private?" Skipper asks me. All three of them look towards me.
"Umm," I stutter, "w-where do I study?"
They all look confused, and I notice Kowalski's right eyebrow lift while he studies me, as if he can examine my thoughts.
"I thought there's lots of studying to do at community college?" I ask, though at this point it seems like a silly thing to ask.
And I'm right; they all start laughing.
"You think you're at college?" Kowalski giggles at me.
Skipper places a flipper around my shoulders and looks in my eyes, lebih serious than ever today. "Recruit, this is our headquarters. The only community college is a block away, and it's only for humans. You're now a part of a high-level, secret service team."
"But I don't think I'm the type to be that sort of penguin."
"Okay, well, it's ultimately your choice. oleh the way, did I mention we own a TV?"
"I'm in," I decide.
"Great," Skipper smiles at me. "We'll even begin a community college fund to - uh - make up for all that interrogation earlier."
"You will?" I gasp.
Skipper nods, and then we shake flippers on it.
THE END
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The zookeeper left me alone, atop an icy platform surround oleh water: the pinguin, penguin habitat.
My tummy growls in hunger very loudly, and I'm sure glad nobody is around to hear it. My eyes dart to an empty ikan bowl. Were they not going to feed me? This certainly isn't how newcomers should be treated!
But my thoughts of food are soon swiped away when I notice the ikan bowl moving aside on its own. My body freezes, and I'm unable to move. Today isn't windy, besides wouldn't I have felt a wind strong enough to push a metal bowl? So what is going on? And is that… a hole?
A very serious looking penguin, with the world's flattest head for a bird, pops up from the hole. He looks at me, his blue eyes shining brightly under the sun.
"Um… hello," I said, producing a smile on my beak.
He doesn't say anything; in fact, he disappears back to wherever he came from, to whever that hole leads. Could he have been a student, atau just a shy teacher?
"Excuse me!" I run up to the hole and lean over it. "Please don't leave! I'm not going to bite!"
Suddenly, I feel something grip my feet and pull me down. My body is dragged through the hole, and I use my flippers to cover eyes.
PLUMP! My bottom hits the cold stone floor of wherever I landed.
I can't control it; when I'm scared, I start to whimper. I dared not open my eyes. I curl up as tight as I can, now that my feet are free.
"You may not bite," speaks a voice in a corner, "but we do."
"Meep!" I say, and I still don't uncover my eyes.
"Speak, punk," continues the same voice. "Who are anda working for? Do anda come from the enemy's territory?! HMM?!"
"S-sorry, what a-are anda t-talking about?" I stutter.
"Actually, Skipper," says another voice to my right, "the zoo's file says he was transferred here. And in perfect timing, too, since anda were speaking about a new recruit…."
I uncover one eye and glance up; three penguins are standing before me. The tallest one holds a clipboard. He gives me a small smile that looks a bit lethargic to me, although he doesn't seem to be run down.
The shortest penguin, the tense and angry looking one I had seen earlier, stands directly in front of me. He looks ready for war. Too bad I'm not...
I look up at him, twiddling the tips of my flippers. He blinks at me.
"Private!" he exclaims; I could hear the excitement in his voice. "Welcome aboard, soldier! Sorry for all the drama."
I like his enthusiasm, but there must still be a mistake. I'm not who he thinks I am. He called me private.
Standing up, with help from the taller penguin, I dust myself off. I suppose community colleges are just extremely strict.
"It's all right," I say. "But pardon me for asking, why did anda call me that? My name is—"
"Private. It's going to remain private," he demands. "I'm Skipper, leader of Team Penguin. These two" - he points to the taller pinguin, penguin and another pinguin, penguin I only notice just now - "are your comrades."
New Yorkers sure had a strange lingo. These men talk as if they're in the army. What gives?
"Greetings," murmurs the tall pinguin, penguin as he stepped forward. "My name is Kowalski."
"Gee, don't smile too much Kowalski," teases Skipper, though exasperation seemed to leak into his voice. atau maybe I imagined it. "Kowalski's our lieutenant; in other words my second-in-command."
As I shake Kowalski's flipper, I saw him roll his eyes at Skipper. "It's a pleasure meeting you." He sounds a bit livelier saying that.
The selanjutnya penguin, whom I haven't gotten a closer look at until now, has a mohawk and a scar on the left side of his beak.
"Hola!" he grunts at me. "Rico the name!"
Rico clasps my flippers with both of his and shakes me so violently that I feel dizzy afterwards.
"Hello, Rico," I say, trying to regain my composure.
"Rico is our expert in the extremities of exploding things. He also makes great tasting sushi!" Skipper tells me. "Though," he adds, "we're all kind of extreme here."
"I've noticed," I mumble.
"What's that, Private?" Skipper asks me. All three of them look towards me.
"Umm," I stutter, "w-where do I study?"
They all look confused, and I notice Kowalski's right eyebrow lift while he studies me, as if he can examine my thoughts.
"I thought there's lots of studying to do at community college?" I ask, though at this point it seems like a silly thing to ask.
And I'm right; they all start laughing.
"You think you're at college?" Kowalski giggles at me.
Skipper places a flipper around my shoulders and looks in my eyes, lebih serious than ever today. "Recruit, this is our headquarters. The only community college is a block away, and it's only for humans. You're now a part of a high-level, secret service team."
"But I don't think I'm the type to be that sort of penguin."
"Okay, well, it's ultimately your choice. oleh the way, did I mention we own a TV?"
"I'm in," I decide.
"Great," Skipper smiles at me. "We'll even begin a community college fund to - uh - make up for all that interrogation earlier."
"You will?" I gasp.
Skipper nods, and then we shake flippers on it.
THE END
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if manfredi and Johnson were still alive I think it would go like this.....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE hari SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT hari SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told cinta potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent tampil gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN tagihan, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops aman, brankas on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the gajah foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs aman, brankas and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE hari SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT hari SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told cinta potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent tampil gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN tagihan, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops aman, brankas on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the gajah foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs aman, brankas and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
Sorry if it's not chapter five.
"Kowalski," berkata Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
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They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that berkata TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of menulis right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. anda don't have to read this
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"Kowalski," berkata Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
***
They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that berkata TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of menulis right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. anda don't have to read this
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Fighting style: boxing, karate, Kung Fu
Weapons: Twin-Silver Ballars, anything he can find in the area
Description: A bald assain, trained highly in the ways of contract killing.
Rico
Fighting style: Karate
Weapons: What ever the heck is in his gut.
Description: A psychotic little pinguin, penguin who shows no regards towards the rules. But is controlling of his use of explosives.
Rico walks alone in Central Park no one is around little does he know a hit was placed on him and agent 47 was sent after him. 47 waits for Rico to come out into the open. 47 the hears a twig snap under Rico's foot, he draws out his silver ballers. As Rico hears 47 emerge from behind the pohon he lets loose with a smoke bomb. As the smoke clears 47 is no where to be found. As Rico continues on his way a W2000 sniper senapan goes off getting Rico in the chest. Victory goes to 47.
"Ew," Rico said.
Skipper ran over and hugged her. "I missed you," he said.
Abigail pushed him.
Skipper fell on Rico. "Ew," Rico said.
Private said, "I'm confused. Can somebody tell me what's going on?"
Abigail said, "Skipper's my brother and Kowalski's my boyfriend."
"Why does Rico keep saying ew?" Private asked.
Rico berkata "ew" again.
"I have no idea," Abigail said.
Julien ran over and asked Abigail to marry him. Abigail pushed him into the pool.
Mort ran over and grabbed Julien's feet, and then they both fell in the pool. Then Skipper had to pull them out.
"Is that a yes?" Julien asked Abigail.
"No," Abigail said.
Julien started crying and walked stupidly away.
Kowalski went over and asked Abigail to marry him.
Abigail nodded.
"Ew," Rico said.