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Dreaming in Black ‘N’ White

Chapter 4 – Dance the Night Away

    Back inside the base of the penguin, auk HQ, Kowalski showed off yet another new invention of us to the others, including Marlene. “Behold! My Dancinator 5000!” he boomed, “Just one little, tiny shock from this kofia, chapeo will guarantee wewe to dance at your wildest!” Private smiled. “This is perfect for you, Skipper. Now wewe can dance with your tarehe the way you’re-” “Whoa, whoa!” Skipper interrupted, “I don’t need that silly kofia, chapeo to be put on my head. I have all I need right here. Besides, I’ve danced before, Private. So, I think I know what I’m doing.” “But wewe told us once that wewe didn’t believe that wewe had a dance buried-” Skipper put his flipper over Private’s mouth, before he could finish. “Not in front of the lady, Private.” Marlene grinned as she walked towards Skipper. “So, Skipper. wewe say wewe have a moyo of a dancer. Since when?” she asked. “Since the siku I was born, Marlene. We, penguins, are born to dance. That’s how we like to attract the ladies…” he replied, winking at her.

    “Right… Well, I think I’ll be the judge of that tonight. Are wewe sure wewe don’t need help?”

    “Of course not. I don’t need another one of Kowalski’s inventions for this kind of situation. All I need is what wewe and I both have inside, Marlene.”

    “Aww… That’s so sweet. Really, it is.”

    Skipper then turned his attention back to his men. “All right boys. We need to prepare for any kind of crisis to happen at any time. Rico, weapons check.” Rico regurgitated several weapons from his mouth, including dynamite, a flamethrower, and a chainsaw. “Hold on a dakika there, Skipper. We don’t all this.” Marlene protested. “Sure we do, Marlene. wewe never know what kind of twisted, evil mastermind could ruin this special night.”

    “Come on, Skipper. Can’t wewe just get away from that for one night?”

    “We can’t take that chance. We have to assume every single possible scenario.”

    “Please, Skipper... Can wewe do it just for me?”

    “Oh… All right. How can I say no to a beautiful face?”

    “Oh, you.” The two hugged one another in a warming embrace.

    While they were doing so, Private looked to Kowalski, who was right inayofuata to him. “Aw… Don’t they just look so cute together.” he asked. “For once Private, I have to agree with you. Even though it may seem awkward, I get a sense that there’s zaidi here than beats the eye.” Both penguins then looked across to Rico. “Aw…” he alisema in his usual voice. Skipper turned and faced his men once again. “Gentlemen, it’s time. I believe we have a dance to get to.” he declared. “Ay, ay, sir.” the other three responded. The five of them then set off to midtown for the ball.

    Upon arrival, Marlene recognized some familiar faces just inside the door. “Hi Stacy. Hi Becky. How are wewe doing?” The two badgers turned around and were immediately filled with fright. “Please don’t hurt us! Please don’t hurt us!” they screamed. “Relax, relax. wewe don’t need to worry about my feral side tonight. Trust me. I won’t let it out.” Stacy and Becky both sighed in relief, and then proceeded to hug Marlene simultaneously. “Wow, Marlene! What happened to you?” asked Becky. “Well… wewe see…” Marlene stuttered. “Don’t tell me.” Stacy continued, “You look like that to appeal to a tarehe of yours.” “Um… Yeah.” Marlene replied. “So, which guy is it?” Stacy asked. “Let me guess. It’s this cute little penguin, auk right here.” Becky declared, as she stood inayofuata to and pointed at Private. “Actually, it’s him.” Marlene pointed to Skipper. “Really?” asked Stacy. “I thought for sure it wouldn’t be the little one. Oh well.” continued Becky. “Well, wewe two have a fun time because we’ve also got a cool date.” Stacy stated. “And who might that be?” asked Marlene. “He is the coolest little raccoon we’ve ever met in our entire lives.” Becky declared. “And he’s right here!” Stacy and Becky both sighed in awe as Archie arrived. “So… How are my two lovely badger dates doing?” he asked them. “Enjoying the moment.” replied Stacy. “Knowing that we’re going to have the greatest night of our lives.” Becky continued. “Hey, hey, all right.” Archie walked over to Skipper. “So, Skipper. I hear you’re taking that otter as your tarehe night. That’s the sweetest thing I ever heard. And, I must say, she is incredibly beautiful. And that flower… Good call. Well… I guess I shouldn’t interrupt this lovely evening anymore ‘cause I’ve got a tarehe with a pair of lovely badgers. Come on girls.” The two badgers sighed as they walked away.

    Skipper and the gang then proceeded to the area of the building where the buffet and respective dining tables were located. All kinds of delectable chakula lay everywhere in silver metal containers, either hot au cold. Presently, Kowalski, Rico, and Private noticed a mother lode of seafood at one particular table. Their eyes and mouth began to water vigorously. “All right, boys. Go ahead.” Skipper told them. The three then raced off towards the table. “Come on, Marlene. Let’s find ourselves a place to sit before they all fill up.” Skipper said. Marlene nodded. They found a meza, jedwali towards the left-center portion of the room that was empty, and had five seats available. They made sure that there was room for the others when they came back from the seafood buffet. Skipper grabbed a chair inayofuata to him, and motioned Marlene to sit inayofuata to him. “Now, sit down right here, Marlene.” “Why, thank you, Skipper.” They both then sat down as Rico, Kowalski, and Private returned. Their plates were filled with shrimp, kamba and all kinds of fish, especially Rico’s plate, which is filled a good distance upwards. “Uh… Isn’t that a little much there for one penguin?” Marlene asked. “Don’t worry, Marlene.” Kowalski assured her, “Rico didn’t just get that for himself, no. He got his tray full for wewe two as well.” He pulled out an oyster shell from the massive pile. “See what I mean?” Marlene grabbed it from Kowalski. “Thank wewe guys. I really appreciate it.” Marlene said. “All right, everyone. Dig in.” Skipper boomed, “But do it in a signified and formal manner, like civil animals.” The five eat their chakula with the silverware left for them to use. As they were eating, numerous waiters handed small desserts and other goodies to all the tables. And at their particular table, their waiter turned out to be a not-so-invited guest. “May I interest any of wewe with a danish…? Skipper, is that you?” Skipper recognized that voice, and quickly turned around, seeing that it was, in fact, Hans. “Hans! What are wewe doing here?!” he asked, loudly. “What does it look I’m doing, Skipper?! I’ma busy serving some delicious pastries for your table.” “Oh… I’ll try one.” Private said, as he Hans began to walk towards him. Skipper stopped the puffin in his tracks. “No can do, Private. He’s obviously filled this danish with some kind of poison. These must be disposed of immediately.” Hans frowned. “Skipper, I’m sure Hans means no harm here and now.” Marlene assured him, “Besides, other wanyama are watching us. I think Hans would know better.” Skipper sighed. “All right, Hans, I’ll do try one of your danishes.” Hans smiled. “Here wewe go, Skipper. Enjoy the danish!” Skipper ate the pastry, as Hans looked on in curiosity. “How’s it taste, Skipper?” he asked. Skipper paused, and then smiled. “It’s actually very good.”

    “See… What did I tells you? Noone makes a good a danish as old Hans does.”

    “I’ll have another.”

    “Very well. Here wewe go, Skipper.”

    As Skipper chewed on the new danish, Hans leaned down inayofuata to Marlene. “So, Skipper is your date?” he asked her.” “Of course.”

    “Well, I must say that he made an excellent a choice for his tarehe tonight. wewe look very pretty-ful.”

    “Why, thank you, Hans.”

    Hans then wrapped his wings around both Skipper and Marlene. “Now, I suggest wewe two get on that dance floor and shake those booties of yours before it gets too a late. If wewe a need me, fell free to a call me.” “Well, Marlene, what are we waiting for?” Skipper asked. Marlene nodded. The two grabbed flipper and paw, and walked out to the dancefloor, while the other three penguins stayed at the table.

    Once on the dancefloor, Skipper and Marlene wrapped their flippers and arms around each other as they slowly danced. “I have to say, Skipper. You’re dancing really well. I’m impressed.” “Thanks, Marlene. I had to be, especially around you.”

    “Stop it, Skipper. You’re making me blush.”

    “You’re making me blush just looking at you.”

    “Heh… wewe know, in some ways, we are total opposites.”

    “I know…”

    “But… That’s what makes us strong and together. Our opposites attract.”

    “You’re right, Marlene. Like I alisema before, I was always wrong about you. With everything that’s happened today, I consider wewe to be the fifth official penguin.”

    “Really, Skipper?”

    “Of course, Marlene. wewe just have to do one thing.” Skipper and Marlene both blushed heavily.

    “You mean this…?” With their beak and mouth locked together, the penguin, auk and the otter kissed one another, as the variously colored lights streamed around them.

    Suddenly, the DJ boomed on the microphone, “All right, all wewe little upendo wanyama out there. It’s time for some solo dancing. If any of wewe pairs out there wants to onyesha off your dance moves to everyone, then come on out to the middle of the dancefloor circle.” “Come on, Skipper, let’s onyesha these other wanyama what we’re made of.” Marlene stated. “Ok…” Skipper replied, hesitantly. Marlene started dancing in the middle of the circle. She noticed that Skipper was a little nervous to do the same. So, she slid on over, and bumped him gently with her behind against his side. “Let’s do this thing, Skipper.” Skipper nodded, and finally entered the center. The two wanyama showed off some frantic dance moves, such as stunning slides. A rose, without the thorns, was thrown, and Marlene grabbed it and placed it in her mouth as Skipper twirled her gently around. The crowd cheered, and then applauded, when their dance concluded.

    After all the other animals, including the two badgers, Archie, and Hans, left, Skipper and Marlene continued to warmly embrace and hug each other as Skipper’s men approached. “So… This is only a one night deal, Skipper?” Kowalski asked, with a huge grin on his face. “I can’t deny it, men. It’s much, much zaidi than that. Much more…”
posted by Just61331
I can still remember the first time I saw her. The penguins had introduced us and I knew that when I layed my eyes on her that I loved her. We had been good Marafiki for awhile, and she had even let me stay with her in her habitat so I wouldn't get caught kwa Officer X. I loved her, and I decided to let her know it. Every weekend, us wanyama had fireworks to let go because the humans werent coming in. I had borrowed some 'special' ones from Rico and him and the other penguins were going to let it go last. "Hey Max! I upendo Sundays, don't you?" Marlene asked me. "Yea, I upendo all of the sparks."...
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Here comes the sekunde part, as promised:)


CHAPTER TWO: Just like the good old days

"Terry, dear would wewe please.." started Auriga.
Skippa made an angry grimace, when one of Terry's piece grain shoot him right in the eye.
"Mind your manners, sister" he alisema through gritted beak.
"You used to do exactly the same when wewe were younger!" retorted Terry.
Private, Kowalski and Rico giggled in amusement. They would barely ever heard of Skipper’s amusing facts from childhood, and they truly hoped Terry would give them a chance.
"So, how is it, Skippy?" asked Terry, wolfing down her favourite salmon, salmoni salad....
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posted by SJ_waddles
It was a normal night at the HQ.
Private was watching TV.
Rico we huggling his doll.
And Kowalski was mixing liquids at the jikoni table.
Skipper, on the other flipper, was standing in front of the mirror adjusting a bow tie.
"Why so fancy Skippa?" Private look at his crooked bow and saw how nervous he was, he didn't look very fance actually.
Skipper cleared his throat. "I'm going..Out."
"Outside?"
"Yes."
"With who?"
"Thats classified PRIVATE"
Private fixed his tie. And sniffed.
Skipper felt guilty. Private looked at him. "I don't want wewe to get hurt Skippa.."
Skipper huffed. "I'm old enough to take care...
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posted by krazy4kowalski
All right, who wants to hear the back-story for this one? So during my research of all things Manfredi and Johnson, I was compelled to watch Stalag 17, the story of a German POW (prisoner of war) camp. Then I thought of my last summer camp which I described as a real prison (that explains why I went to Europe this summer!). I added in my upendo of POM and got this! Stars my OC Sapphire and this is humanized. I don’t own POM, Stalag 17, au fancy French chocolates. Cause I ate them all. Enjoy the fanfic.


It is my 43rd siku here. I know. I’ve been counting. The air is hot and dry- typical enough...
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posted by Spi_Kat_Penguin
"You won't get away with this, I won't let you!!!" "Ahhh, but I already have darling." alisema a tall, skinny penguin, auk with green eyes and straight black feathers for hair. Her name was Voliet. She was very pretty. That was how she almost always ended the world. "Don't call me that." "Darling, Darling, Darling." "Besides I have a nice, long ride all set up for you, Kaitlyn." She alisema that with Glee in her voice. Kaitlyn was a penguin, auk with curly white feathers for hair and shiney blue 'n purple eyes. "We'll meet again though, trust me." "The last thing I'd ever do is trust you!" Kaitlyn spat into...
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posted by Metallica1147
Author's note: hujambo this is my first shabiki Fiction story that I made on FanFiction.net everyone over there seemed to like and I hope wewe guys too. Also I use some Metallica songs in my story (Yes I combine POM with Metallica.) Songs I used: The Memory Remains, King Nothing, Nothing Else Matters, and the Unforgiven Part 1.Also sorry for any spelling errors, and please no don't say anything bad it's my first story.

A Rocking roommate
Chapter 1: The News


    It’s a normal Sunday morning, and the penguins are outside doing their usual training routine.

“… And kick, punch,...
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posted by JediPenguin16
Spying is rude:
There was a Zookeeper named Alice,
Who came out of the bath quite towel-less.
The penguins did learn,
As their stomachs churned,
To Avoid the Alice when Towel-less!


Ticking off the Pen-goo-ins*:
Bowhole says "penguins" quite strange
But not becasue he's dearnged
This word he won't doff
Just to tick his foes off
But we all know that villian won't change


Man on the other side of the Radio:
The Zookeeper man number two,
Did not know what to do!
The man was quite sad,
For his screentime was bad,
His face was not there-Boohoo!



*Kowalksi informs us that Blowhole missprounounces the word just to tick them off in one of the promos to Operation:Blowhole
I had SOO much fun uandishi this chapter! I hope wewe have just as much fun kusoma it! maoni please!!!!

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"Ugh," Kowalski instictively stretched out, before realizing he was no longer in a crate. He lay on a cold powdery substance. Snow? Kowalski put some in his mouth, then spit it out. It was Fake.

Standing up, he brushed of the flakes and looked around.
There was fake ice and snow covering the landscape,
with stone slabs set out in an area of salt water. If the snow wasn't real then...was this a habitat? Kowalski searched the perimeter for his mate,...
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OPERATION: nyumbani SWEET HOME
CHAPTER FOUR
~ Whatever It Takes ~


The inayofuata morning, before the zoo opened for business, Skipper, the other penguins, and Marlene gathered at Alice’s office to look at the newest edition of The New York Times, which Alice always had a copy of on juu of her desk. Since both the Central Park Zoo and the New York Times Building were located in Manhattan, Skipper figured that the envelope he and Kowalski had mailed out the morning before would have reached the newspaper that same day, thus in time for its contents to be published in that morning’s edition.

“Let’s...
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posted by ThatDamnLlama
RATED PG-13.
Genre: mystery, suspense, romance, mild action
TDL's Note: I'm uandishi a new story. This one is rather dark. The first part is very short; it is only the prologue.



The air was filled with the scent of wet concrete. The moon shown down on the lifeless zoo, the only chanzo of light. Puddles covered the ground from the storm that passed through the city hours ago. An eerie silence swept over the exhibits.

Through the silence, faint footsteps moving from puddle to puddle were heard, getting louder and louder. He came from the shadows and out into the moonlight, and took a breath of...
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posted by IamAngel624
Just a little drabble I wrote up, my theories as to why Blowhole is crazy and wants to flood the world and hates Skipper. This will probably be COMPLETELY different from what actually happened, but oh well. Just something to tide us all over until Febuary 15th.

Title sucks, I know, but it's the best I could come up with. :-/

I might write another story soon, too. If I haev the time. I wanna write a Skipper/Marlene/Blowhole story. Insane, I know. :P

And I believe I've officially become Blowhole's number-one fan. On this website, at least. ^^;

Oh, and the bit where he's beached and a bila mpangilio guy puts...
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Everyone landed in different places around the rainforest.

Marlene and Icicle stood-up and began to tafuta for everyone else.

"Uggh! What's up with Skipper?" asked Marlene, "He keeps messing with me and thinks that he can boss me around! What's wrong with him?"

"Uhh, girl." Icicle alisema while fighting through the leaves, "Don't wewe think that Skipper does that to protect you?"

"Well, sometimes. But still...Yea, whatever." Marlene jumped over the root blocking her way. "Why can't he see that I can take care of myself? I don't want him to think of me as a weak, damsel in distress. I want to be more."...
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posted by skipperluvs
Chapter Two

“Rico. Rico. Rico, wake up.” Rico heard his name being called repeatedly and fluttered his eyes open. The voice was so rich and sweet, he hoped it was who he thought it was.

“Marlene???” Rico whispered. His eyes were blurry and then they got into focus, making the shape of an angry penguin, auk and a slightly younger one to his side.

“RICO! Where are my magazines?” Skipper demanded. He didn’t hear Rico say Marlene at first.

“Marlene.” Rico sat up and wiped his eyes with his flippers. He looked around and found his doll. Her arm had came off when he had thrown her aside...
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posted by knocktimerico
“I wonder what’s taking him so long,” Marlene mumbled to herself. She was sprawled out across her bed, staring up at the ceiling of her habitat, thinking about Skipper. She checked the clock, “it’s been almost an hour. I hope his team took it well.”

Marlene began to get anxious, not because she wanted to know what the other penguins thought of their relationship, but because she wanted to see Skipper again. Ever since the first time she laid eyes on the strapping penguin, auk she knew that there was something about him that attracted her to him. It could have been his sleek black and...
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Note To Self,

It’s been nearly a month. I’m not sure what happened, but Skipper is in the worst shape of his life. Private and I have both made various attempts to talk to him, but he refuses to say a word. On another note, he won’t eat his fish, anymore. Private tells me that he somehow feels responsible. I somehow doubt it. But, with the way things are looking, who knows what’s wrong with Skipper? I only wish that he would tell me something. It wouldn’t even have to be about this situation. I simply need to know if he’s still sane.

Besides, he’s starting to frighten Private....
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posted by Cornflak
“What’s going on, Skippa?” Private appeared from behind the conversing crowd that had gathered near the fishbowl ladder. This cluster of wanyama now included the four penguins and Marlene, who appeared to have brought along some important news.

“We’ve received word that Alice and her coworkers are planning some sort of diabolical meeting at the Zoovenir.” Kowalski answered, instead. Marlene was quick to intervene, though.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I did not say anything about it being diabolical!” the otter claimed with her hands of her hips. She had only been there for probably 8 minutes...
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posted by rico911910
s=skipper,k=kowalski,p=privat,D:derater
The Hidden
take one action
S:Pop chemsha bongo troups what can't we trust?
K:...What?(every body looks at him)what are we rolling?
S:Aaa kinda!
K:Ow sarry sarry aaa can we restart that?
Good again sarry.

take two and action
S:Pop chemsha bongo troups what...what aaaa? whats my lines again?
P:(he wispers to skipper)What can't we trust.
S:we can't trust needals thats for shore.
K:I think he means thats your lines.
S:Ow can we restart agian.
D:Alright lets take it froom the juu then.

take three and action
S:Pop chemsha bongo troups what can't we trust?
K:Three siku old sterfy moombeens.
S:Right? What...
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Source: Penguins Of Madagascar Promo Graphics
added by 27Kowalski
Source: Operation: Antarctica
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Source: facing the most geek one