Micha had Rico tied to a mti and Kowalski was frantically searching through vivid colored testubes.
M: "You know, I'm getting kinda hungry, if wewe don't find it soon i'm going to have to eat wewe both."
R: "Help!"
K: "Don't worry, Rico. Skipper will save us."
M: "He might try for a while until he gets hungry too. He'll be on my side when his hunger kicks in. He won't be able to resist you."
K: "You're wrong Skipper wouldn't hurt us."
M: "You mean the old Skipper. Not this new werewolf Skipper. None of wewe will stand a chance."
Clouds filled the dark sky and hung over the eerie full moon. A loud clap of thunder bellowed through the woods. Unruly gusts of wind brushed the trees. Micha sniffed the air. Skipper bolted mbele with Private behind him. When they stopped Private trembled as he held on to Skipper's leg tightly. Kowalski had a green liquid filled testube in his flipper.
R: "Skipper!"
S: "I'm here, boys!"
K: "Private? We thought he-he killed you!"
P: "I'm okay Skipper protected me."
M: "Skipper, looks like we're going to have another quarrel."
S: "If it means protecting my Marafiki ... I'd do anything.
M: "So winner gets your friends? I guess this is afight to the death then."
Skipper just nodded and braced himself for striking the first move. Before he was ready though Micha jumped on his back and dug his keen claws into it. Micha then chomped down agonizingly on Skipper's neck. Skipper cried out in tortured pain. Moving his back violently, he sent Micha flying into a tree. Paralyzed kwa fear, Private didn't songesha a muscle. Skipper gazed back at him.
S: "Private! Untie Rico!"
Private did as his frantic leader commanded. Micha saw his chance and njiwa toward Private to bite him, but Skipper lunged toward Micha. Skipper hit Micha right before he touched Private. Skipper bit down with great effort on Micha's neck. This time Micha screamed in a large amount of agony.
Micha fell to the ground gasping.
M: "You win!"
Skipper looked into the dying wolf's eyes.
Kowalski waddled to Skipper and the others followed. Private hugged Skipper's front left leg.
The sun was coming up and Skipper had transformed back into a penguin.
K: "Well, I've got the cure right here. Now the only thing left to do is for wewe to drink it."
S: "But if I gave it to Micha would it save his life?"
R: "What?"
K: "Maybe, but do wewe really want to give it to him? After all, didn't he try to kill us?"
S: "You're right but he needs it zaidi than I do."
Once again something changed in the little Private he no longer yourned for revenge. He craved to onyesha mercy. Kowalski handed the bottle to Private. Before proceeding Private looked at Skipper for his approval. Skipper nodded, and Private walked over to the hopeless looking beast he had once feared.
M: "What do wewe want from me, now?"
P: "I'm hear to help you."
M: "Yeah, good luck."
Private pulled out the antidote and poured it into the wolf's mouth. An ablazed glow blinded the penguins for a few seconds. Finally it concluded and in the place of the mbwa mwitu was the same penguin, auk that Skipper had met earlier that day. Micha stood up shocked and looked down at his flippers. His glow had no longer stayed around him and all the scratches, bruises, and mud disappeared from his thin body. The penguins headed off. Micha called out to them.
M: "Hey! Why did wewe do that?!"
P: "It was the right thing!"
Micha watched as they headed off. he saw Skipper put his flipper around Private. He then realized what he had Lost sight in. A werewolf au not he didn't have to . But how could he go back now?
S: "I'm so proud of you, Private!"
P: "Can wewe please stay with us?"
R: "Pleeeeaaaasssee!"
K: "We really need wewe back, Skipper."
S: "Alright,"
The team hugged their leader tightly knowing they wouldn't loose him again.
K: "There's one thing I don't understand, though."
S: "What's that, Kowalski?"
K: "Well, Micha alisema something about wewe not able to control yourself when your hungry."
S: "Oh, that."
K: "If that was true wouldn't wewe ... wewe know not be able to resist us."
P: "Maybe since we're his Marafiki Skipper can't even hurt us when he is out of control."
S: "Maybe you're right, young Private."
R: "Yay!"
K: "But that's not scientifically possible."
S: "You alisema mtu-bweha weren't scientifically possible."
Kowalski quickly changed the subject.
K: "Since I know what makes up the antidote, I'll be done kwa sunset."
P: "Yay!"
The penguins headed back to the zoo happily now that they were all together.
M: "You know, I'm getting kinda hungry, if wewe don't find it soon i'm going to have to eat wewe both."
R: "Help!"
K: "Don't worry, Rico. Skipper will save us."
M: "He might try for a while until he gets hungry too. He'll be on my side when his hunger kicks in. He won't be able to resist you."
K: "You're wrong Skipper wouldn't hurt us."
M: "You mean the old Skipper. Not this new werewolf Skipper. None of wewe will stand a chance."
Clouds filled the dark sky and hung over the eerie full moon. A loud clap of thunder bellowed through the woods. Unruly gusts of wind brushed the trees. Micha sniffed the air. Skipper bolted mbele with Private behind him. When they stopped Private trembled as he held on to Skipper's leg tightly. Kowalski had a green liquid filled testube in his flipper.
R: "Skipper!"
S: "I'm here, boys!"
K: "Private? We thought he-he killed you!"
P: "I'm okay Skipper protected me."
M: "Skipper, looks like we're going to have another quarrel."
S: "If it means protecting my Marafiki ... I'd do anything.
M: "So winner gets your friends? I guess this is afight to the death then."
Skipper just nodded and braced himself for striking the first move. Before he was ready though Micha jumped on his back and dug his keen claws into it. Micha then chomped down agonizingly on Skipper's neck. Skipper cried out in tortured pain. Moving his back violently, he sent Micha flying into a tree. Paralyzed kwa fear, Private didn't songesha a muscle. Skipper gazed back at him.
S: "Private! Untie Rico!"
Private did as his frantic leader commanded. Micha saw his chance and njiwa toward Private to bite him, but Skipper lunged toward Micha. Skipper hit Micha right before he touched Private. Skipper bit down with great effort on Micha's neck. This time Micha screamed in a large amount of agony.
Micha fell to the ground gasping.
M: "You win!"
Skipper looked into the dying wolf's eyes.
Kowalski waddled to Skipper and the others followed. Private hugged Skipper's front left leg.
The sun was coming up and Skipper had transformed back into a penguin.
K: "Well, I've got the cure right here. Now the only thing left to do is for wewe to drink it."
S: "But if I gave it to Micha would it save his life?"
R: "What?"
K: "Maybe, but do wewe really want to give it to him? After all, didn't he try to kill us?"
S: "You're right but he needs it zaidi than I do."
Once again something changed in the little Private he no longer yourned for revenge. He craved to onyesha mercy. Kowalski handed the bottle to Private. Before proceeding Private looked at Skipper for his approval. Skipper nodded, and Private walked over to the hopeless looking beast he had once feared.
M: "What do wewe want from me, now?"
P: "I'm hear to help you."
M: "Yeah, good luck."
Private pulled out the antidote and poured it into the wolf's mouth. An ablazed glow blinded the penguins for a few seconds. Finally it concluded and in the place of the mbwa mwitu was the same penguin, auk that Skipper had met earlier that day. Micha stood up shocked and looked down at his flippers. His glow had no longer stayed around him and all the scratches, bruises, and mud disappeared from his thin body. The penguins headed off. Micha called out to them.
M: "Hey! Why did wewe do that?!"
P: "It was the right thing!"
Micha watched as they headed off. he saw Skipper put his flipper around Private. He then realized what he had Lost sight in. A werewolf au not he didn't have to . But how could he go back now?
S: "I'm so proud of you, Private!"
P: "Can wewe please stay with us?"
R: "Pleeeeaaaasssee!"
K: "We really need wewe back, Skipper."
S: "Alright,"
The team hugged their leader tightly knowing they wouldn't loose him again.
K: "There's one thing I don't understand, though."
S: "What's that, Kowalski?"
K: "Well, Micha alisema something about wewe not able to control yourself when your hungry."
S: "Oh, that."
K: "If that was true wouldn't wewe ... wewe know not be able to resist us."
P: "Maybe since we're his Marafiki Skipper can't even hurt us when he is out of control."
S: "Maybe you're right, young Private."
R: "Yay!"
K: "But that's not scientifically possible."
S: "You alisema mtu-bweha weren't scientifically possible."
Kowalski quickly changed the subject.
K: "Since I know what makes up the antidote, I'll be done kwa sunset."
P: "Yay!"
The penguins headed back to the zoo happily now that they were all together.
R for blood and cursing
If u don't like cute pink and furry aliens bleeding, I'm warning you- DON'T READ ANY FURTHER!
You're still kusoma this?
Okay...
Don't say I didn't warn you!
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It was a clear night. There were shooting stars. Everyone was watching them. One nyota was coming right toward the penguins! They got out of the way, but it hit the concrete- hard. It was knocked out, and had cuts, bruises, and blood all over it. They decided to take it inside.
About an saa later, the penguins heard something. "Oh shit. Where the hell am I?" it said. "Hey! We don't use that language here!" Skipper said. "Don't songesha your leg." Kowalski said.
"Why?"
"It's broken."
"OH SHIT!"
"HEY! Miss Curse-a-lot! What did I say about that language!?" Skipper said. "Geez! Sorry man!" she responded, "Anyways, I'm Kat. I'm Lightopian, which is a type of alien."
"An ALIEN!?" Kowalski said, surprised, "We can't let anyone else see you!"
"Why?"
If u don't like cute pink and furry aliens bleeding, I'm warning you- DON'T READ ANY FURTHER!
You're still kusoma this?
Okay...
Don't say I didn't warn you!
___________________________________
It was a clear night. There were shooting stars. Everyone was watching them. One nyota was coming right toward the penguins! They got out of the way, but it hit the concrete- hard. It was knocked out, and had cuts, bruises, and blood all over it. They decided to take it inside.
About an saa later, the penguins heard something. "Oh shit. Where the hell am I?" it said. "Hey! We don't use that language here!" Skipper said. "Don't songesha your leg." Kowalski said.
"Why?"
"It's broken."
"OH SHIT!"
"HEY! Miss Curse-a-lot! What did I say about that language!?" Skipper said. "Geez! Sorry man!" she responded, "Anyways, I'm Kat. I'm Lightopian, which is a type of alien."
"An ALIEN!?" Kowalski said, surprised, "We can't let anyone else see you!"
"Why?"
