It was currently eleven o’clock at night, so Kowalski decided to visit the city and see what there was to see for a bit, as most of the people would either be halaman awal atau in seedy nightclubs which Kowalski made ever effort to stay away from. Since the other binatang would all be sound asleep and Kowalski had no access to any science buku atau materials since they were all back at the HQ, he didn’t have much else to do. He went down into the sewers since it was quicker and he was less likely to be spotted oleh a human and set off towards the town.
After a few minutes, Kowalski came upon Rodger’s sewer ‘house’. The alligator was nowhere to be found but the sarang, den was a mess and things were scattered everywhere. Sitting on puncak, atas of a small wooden meja was a lone rat. Kowalski snuck up behind the tikus and booted it into the water. The tikus swore as he dog paddled to shore.
“Rodger?” berkata Kowalski, wondering where the gator could be. He tried a little louder and still got no response. Eventually, he concluded that the alligator was simply away doing something (despite all evidence) and decided to just keep walking.
He walked for a few lebih menit until he heard cars overhead, which meant that he was probably right underneath the city. He popped his head out of a manhole and saw that he was surrounded oleh a bunch of nightclubs on all sides of the road. He ducked back underground and walked away quickly; he didn’t want to find out what people in nightclubs flushed down toilets.
About ten menit later, Kowalski began to hear a noise coming from somewhere nearby. He followed it and it got louder and louder…it was the voice of a woman singing. Bah, thought Kowalski, and he was about to leave when suddenly an organ began to play. In spite of himself, Kowalski had always secretly liked evil-sounding organ musik and was instantly drawn back to the sound.
He popped out of a manhole nearby the sound and found himself in front of a large stone building. He slipped inside of an air conditioning vent and crawled along inside until he was directly above the music. He looked down a vent and saw an orchestra pit full of people playing various instruments. The organ musik suddenly stopped and Kowalski felt ripped off, but then a beautiful horn solo began and Kowalski found himself rooted to the spot. He was entranced oleh the music.
“Is this what I’ve been missing all this time?” berkata Kowalski to himself. A single tear formed in his right eye.
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“Hey guys,” berkata Kowalski as he walked back in to the pinguin, penguin HQ. His intelligent accent did not seem to be as noticeable as usual, and, although it was not oleh that much, everyone noticed.
“Did anda have fun?” asked Skipper. Kowalski nodded.
“Well that’s’ good, because we resume training now!” berkata Skipper. “Kowalski, we stopped the archery exercises so now we are going to resume them. Go grab your bows and I’ll set up the target.”
“Where did anda go, Kowalski?” asked Private, reluctantly picking up his bow.
“I just…hung around in the city for a bit,” berkata Kowalski. Private seemed to sense that he was hiding something but didn’t say anything more. Kowalski retrieved his bow without a fuss and walked over to the ‘shooting line’.
“Okay Private, anda can go first,” berkata Skipper. Skipper then walked over and stood selanjutnya to Kowalski in case Private’s panah hit the dinding atau floor and began to bounce around.
“Hey Skipper…you didn’t turn on the music!” berkata Kowalski.
“What, the William Tell…you just told me to turn it off!” berkata Skipper.
“No, turn it on, turn it on!” berkata Kowalski. Skipper glanced at Kowalski as though fearing for his health but complied and turned on the music. Kowalski seemed to like it, and when his turn came around he was so distracted that Skipper had to poke him with one of his arrows to snap him out of his trance.
“Ow!” berkata Kowalski.
“Your turn, Kowalski. Remember, aim for their heads.”
Kowalski shot all of his arrows and missed every time. Private was up again (Skipper was overseeing the exercise, not participating) and carefully aimed his shot to hit a ninja. However, Rico was busy dancing to the musik behind him and accidentally whacked Private’s bow, nudging it slightly. The panah went flying and smashed into the CD player, impaling it slightly. Then the force caused oleh the hit caused the CD played to fall back ever so slightly, but it was enough to knock it to the floor, and it smashed everywhere.
“AAH!” berkata Kowalski, running to the CD player. “You broke it…how could you?”
“Erm…sorry?” berkata Private.
After a few minutes, Kowalski came upon Rodger’s sewer ‘house’. The alligator was nowhere to be found but the sarang, den was a mess and things were scattered everywhere. Sitting on puncak, atas of a small wooden meja was a lone rat. Kowalski snuck up behind the tikus and booted it into the water. The tikus swore as he dog paddled to shore.
“Rodger?” berkata Kowalski, wondering where the gator could be. He tried a little louder and still got no response. Eventually, he concluded that the alligator was simply away doing something (despite all evidence) and decided to just keep walking.
He walked for a few lebih menit until he heard cars overhead, which meant that he was probably right underneath the city. He popped his head out of a manhole and saw that he was surrounded oleh a bunch of nightclubs on all sides of the road. He ducked back underground and walked away quickly; he didn’t want to find out what people in nightclubs flushed down toilets.
About ten menit later, Kowalski began to hear a noise coming from somewhere nearby. He followed it and it got louder and louder…it was the voice of a woman singing. Bah, thought Kowalski, and he was about to leave when suddenly an organ began to play. In spite of himself, Kowalski had always secretly liked evil-sounding organ musik and was instantly drawn back to the sound.
He popped out of a manhole nearby the sound and found himself in front of a large stone building. He slipped inside of an air conditioning vent and crawled along inside until he was directly above the music. He looked down a vent and saw an orchestra pit full of people playing various instruments. The organ musik suddenly stopped and Kowalski felt ripped off, but then a beautiful horn solo began and Kowalski found himself rooted to the spot. He was entranced oleh the music.
“Is this what I’ve been missing all this time?” berkata Kowalski to himself. A single tear formed in his right eye.
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“Hey guys,” berkata Kowalski as he walked back in to the pinguin, penguin HQ. His intelligent accent did not seem to be as noticeable as usual, and, although it was not oleh that much, everyone noticed.
“Did anda have fun?” asked Skipper. Kowalski nodded.
“Well that’s’ good, because we resume training now!” berkata Skipper. “Kowalski, we stopped the archery exercises so now we are going to resume them. Go grab your bows and I’ll set up the target.”
“Where did anda go, Kowalski?” asked Private, reluctantly picking up his bow.
“I just…hung around in the city for a bit,” berkata Kowalski. Private seemed to sense that he was hiding something but didn’t say anything more. Kowalski retrieved his bow without a fuss and walked over to the ‘shooting line’.
“Okay Private, anda can go first,” berkata Skipper. Skipper then walked over and stood selanjutnya to Kowalski in case Private’s panah hit the dinding atau floor and began to bounce around.
“Hey Skipper…you didn’t turn on the music!” berkata Kowalski.
“What, the William Tell…you just told me to turn it off!” berkata Skipper.
“No, turn it on, turn it on!” berkata Kowalski. Skipper glanced at Kowalski as though fearing for his health but complied and turned on the music. Kowalski seemed to like it, and when his turn came around he was so distracted that Skipper had to poke him with one of his arrows to snap him out of his trance.
“Ow!” berkata Kowalski.
“Your turn, Kowalski. Remember, aim for their heads.”
Kowalski shot all of his arrows and missed every time. Private was up again (Skipper was overseeing the exercise, not participating) and carefully aimed his shot to hit a ninja. However, Rico was busy dancing to the musik behind him and accidentally whacked Private’s bow, nudging it slightly. The panah went flying and smashed into the CD player, impaling it slightly. Then the force caused oleh the hit caused the CD played to fall back ever so slightly, but it was enough to knock it to the floor, and it smashed everywhere.
“AAH!” berkata Kowalski, running to the CD player. “You broke it…how could you?”
“Erm…sorry?” berkata Private.
Well anda guys, i wuz on myspace and found out dat da penguins have 4 myspaces... 1 for all of dem n 3 individual ones (private dont got one cuz he too young) its like sooo awesome! if yall wud like to chek it out sarang, den here are da link to all of em!!! enjoy peoples!!!
Penguins of Madagascar (all of them) :
link
Skipper:
link
Kowalski:
link
Rico:
link
To me Kowalski's is da awesomest cuz he spent ALOT of time on his, sarang, den Skippers but his dont got info on it and sarang, den rico's it has nutin on it really but oh well...dan all together is awesome as well...
KOWALSKI'S MYSPACE RAWWWKKSSS!
Penguins of Madagascar (all of them) :
link
Skipper:
link
Kowalski:
link
Rico:
link
To me Kowalski's is da awesomest cuz he spent ALOT of time on his, sarang, den Skippers but his dont got info on it and sarang, den rico's it has nutin on it really but oh well...dan all together is awesome as well...
KOWALSKI'S MYSPACE RAWWWKKSSS!
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