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Note: The following is the first of three samples I will be posting here of my FanFiction.net uandishi project “A Skilene-Filled September.” In the project, I will write and publish one short story daily in the mwezi of September 2010 which will explain one possible way that Skipper and Marlene could get together for the first time. My personal uandishi style has always been to portray Skipper and Marlene as just really good Marafiki and to only “hint” at something more, but I have decided to exempt this project -- and only this project -- from that standard.

On FanFiction.net, a much longer outline of this project’s goals and background was ilitumwa ahead of the first actual story, but to avoid folks here from having to read through the whole doctrine, I have instead placed it at the end of this article. I would encourage wewe to read it if wewe want to so that wewe may better understand the project and my intentions therein.

Thank wewe for kusoma my brief note. The first Skilene scenario will now begin.

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A Skilene-Filled September
Scenario 1: “Save the Last Dance for Me”
Wednesday, September 1, 2010


Marlene was taking a nighttime stroll through the zoo one evening when an odd display suddenly caught her attention. The peculiar sight was something she had never seen before, and not wanting to draw attention to the fact that she was observing, she stood off in the distance as she looked on bewildered.

“My, my, Skipper, I never knew wewe had it in you,” Marlene whispered to herself as she watched Skipper dancing back and fourth, appearing to shuffle to a beat that couldn’t be heard, as the lemurs, baboons, and other penguins surrounded him.

Then suddenly, Skipper shifted from grooving solo to some sort of strange routine with Julien, which involved Skipper seemingly using his talent to attack the lemur.

“A little violent for my taste,” Marlene then ametoa maoni as Skipper began spinning on his head and kicking Julien in the face with his feet, “but I’m still impressed.”

Not long after, Marlene watched whatever dance performance she had just seen come to an end. It was becoming late, so she thought it best to then return to her habitat for the night.

When she arrived, Marlene sat and thought about what she had seen for a short while. She was quite impressed at the degree of her friend’s hidden talent, and wanted to tell him how awestruck she had become kwa it. She smiled when she decided she would do just that the inayofuata morning, then got up to prepare to get ready for bed.

At around 11 a.m. the inayofuata morning, Marlene strolled over to the penguins’ HQ in hopes of talking to Skipper about his dancing skills. Upon arrival, she found him alone at the meza, jedwali stamping file folders with a big red “CLASSIFIED” stamp.

“Say, Skipper,” she alisema as she walked up to him, “I hope I’m not interrupting something important, but could I ask wewe about something?”

“No, wewe can’t ask what’s inside these folders,” Skipper replied.

“Um, yeah,” Marlene responded as she rolled her eyes. “Actually, I came to ask wewe about all that dancing wewe were doing last night. Why have wewe never–”

“You saw all that, Marlene?” Skipper inquired. “Well, first of all, it wasn’t the real me doing all that nonsense. wewe should know that I was temporarily the victim of some of Darla’s magic, though I would describe it zaidi as a curse.”

“Skipper, I know wewe believe in some pretty far-out conspiracies, but surely wewe must know that magic isn’t real,” Marlene responded.

“Is too!” Skipper declared. “Mad at Ring-tail, Darla used her witchcraft -- I mean magic -- to take away his groove, and it accidentally ended up inside of me until I used the skills to force Julien into apologizing to her so the ‘groove’ would songesha back into him. But I am happy to say that I’m now 100 percent cured of that nightmare.”

“Well, that’s a shame,” Marlene sighed. “I was going to compliment wewe on your talent. I was even thinking about asking wewe if wewe would– Oh, forget it.”

Skipper sensed that Marlene was quite disappointed, so he reached over and put a flipper on her back.

“Go ahead, Marlene,” he said. “You can still ask me what wewe wanted to.”

Marlene smiled a little, then nervously proceeded with her question.

“I … was wondering, … might wewe be willing … to dance with … me?” she asked.

“Wait, with me?” Skipper asked. “Just because wewe saw me dancing last night?”

“Well, that’s not the only reason,” Marlene answered. “I actually like wewe a little, too.”

Skipper was speechless.

“I’m sorry if I alisema something wrong,” Marlene apologized after a few moments went by. “I just–”

But before she could finish her sentence, Skipper pulled her kwa the paw to the middle of the room, smiled, and began to slowly dance a few steps with the otter.

“Is this anything like how wewe pictured it?” Skipper asked after they had danced for a minute.

“No, Skipper, it’s better than I could have ever imagined,” Marlene replied. “But what about the magic?”

“Who needs magic when I have you,” Skipper replied.

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Thank wewe for kusoma the first of the 30 scenarios that will be part of my project. Two zaidi samples will be ilitumwa here on Fanpop; wewe may click link to access the inayofuata one. The 27 others will be only on FanFiction.net, but wewe can easily access the project there kwa clicking link.

For those who wanted to read the full outline and explanation of my project, here it is, the same way it is presented on FanFiction.net:


An important message on how to read the stories of this project:

For a while now, I have been a shabiki of the “Skilene” concept, which, of course, pairs together the characters of Skipper and Marlene. However, my personal style as a shabiki fiction writer has been to never write stories that directly set the two up together, and to instead portray Skipper and Marlene as really close Marafiki who upon occasion just “hint” at the possibility of something more. I have always done so for three principal reasons: first, to keep my uandishi zaidi in line with canon; second, to give readers the ability to draw their own conclusions; and third, in order to maintain a degree of “personal continuity” among all of my stories, ensuring that nothing I write conflicts with something else I’ve written. Consequently, no matter how much I may believe that Skipper loves Marlene, putting the words “I upendo you” in his mouth has never been an option for me. Until now.

No, I have not decided to abandon my precedented uandishi style; I still believe that Skilene must first have a strong friendship at its foundation. I have, however, decided to exempt this project from my self-imposed limitations on direct Skilene material and continuity. Here’s how this project will be run:

If wewe are a shabiki of Skilene, have wewe ever wondered just exactly how Skipper and Marlene would fall in love? Each siku during the mwezi of September 2010, I will write and publish one short story outlining one possibility of how the two could theoretically get together. In total, there will be 30 of these fictional scenarios in this project, but they will all be independent of each other and of any other thing I have ever written au ever will write. In other words, each story is just one idea of how Skipper and Marlene could have gotten together -- no one scenario is held to a greater au lesser level of truth au fictional validity. Unlike with my two drabble projects, there are no restrictions on the number of words I can use in each story, but they still must be written on the tarehe I present them as. (I may still think of ideas ahead of time, as long as I don’t write any of the actual stories beforehand.) I will also be publishing each story as an individual chapter and will, unless there are situations preventing me from doing so, publish a new chapter each siku for the 30 days of this project.
posted by KowalskiTheLich
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 nyumbani au in seedy nightclubs which Kowalski made ever effort to stay away from. Since the other wanyama would all be sound asleep and Kowalski had no access to any science vitabu au 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 kwa a human and set off towards the town.

After a few minutes, Kowalski came upon Rodger’s...
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Rico was nearing Marlene’s habitat when he saw Skipper rushing out of the tunnel.

He didn’t even acknowledge Rico’s presence as the two passed. Lucky for him, for he had feared that his leader would have most likely alisema something about the doll under his arm. Rico turned back and watched as Skipper disappeared into the night’s shadows. It was a bit strange, but he decided to ignore this. He was tired, anyway, and wanted nothing zaidi than to lie down with his doll. Therefore, he turned again and marched into Marlene’s tunnel with a smile across his beak.

The otter’s nyumbani was dark...
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“Rise and shine, men!”

Kowalski flung himself from his bunk and landed in front of his leader with stiff posture. Private, however, took his time, as he normally did. To him, this siku wasn’t anything new.

What mission will Skippa assign us? When are we going to eat? Is Julien going to torment us, today?

These were the very same thoughts that coursed through Private’s noggin’ every other day; whereas, Kowalski had other things in mind.

How can I change, today? How can I make this the best siku of my life? How can I onyesha the team my appreciation for them?

Kowalski was wearing the biggest...
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posted by skipperluvs
Well wewe 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 pango here are da viungo 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, pango Skippers but his dont got info on it and pango rico's it has nutin on it really but oh well...dan all together is awesome as well...

KOWALSKI'S MYSPACE RAWWWKKSSS!
[Skipper and Kowalski were locked in an intense game of checkers. Both of the opponents were equally matched. Kowalski was, of course, a genius but Skipper hadn’t made it this far with cheap strategy skills either. Skipper moves his black checker piece, it seemed like a good songesha to him. He realized that it was the wrong songesha though, when he heard Kowalski’s laugh of triumph.]
Kowalski: [Smugly] And now it’s time to put my triple flip checker trick to the test
[Kowalski does a series of moves with his red checker piece that were as complex and impossible looking as would be expected...
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Source: MEEEEEE
posted by TheRatKing1
Author's note: yes, i realize this story may be far-fetched, but this was one of my best ideas at the time, and i'm happy with the way it turned out despite my having no knowledge of how the actual voice actors act in real life, nor how they'd behave in a situation like this. This is my version of them, and my take on the show. I'm just here to tell my stories and do my own thing. if wewe don't like it, shaddap and don't say nuthin'. but if wewe like it, kwa all means, comment! I hope wewe enjoy this!

-Adam (AKA @NumismatistNut on twitter)



Tom McGrath's Point of view (Skipper's voice actor, in case...
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added by BloodyAlexy
“Busted”
June 23, 2014


    After a long siku of training, dealing with Julien, and protecting the zoo, Skipper busied himself on a top-secret solo mission. . . .

    “You think you’re smooth, Hans, but you’re not as smooth as me. Especially not like . . . this!” Skipper alisema to the mirror as he held the fake mustache to his beak. He straightened his cowboy hat and shined his sheriff badge. “Now, that’s what I call a rugged Belvidere if I do say so myself.”

    Skipper turned at different angles to the mirror as he admired...
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Breathe Again 04.10.16

“Thanks for this, guys. I really appreciate it,” Max alisema as the penguins prepared to leave.

“No problem, Moon Cat,” Skipper replied. “We hope your new nyumbani works for you. wewe know where to find us if wewe need anything.”

“Just across town,” Max replied affirmatively. “Got it.”

“Let’s head home, boys,” Skipper alisema as the four of them climbed into their pink car. Rico pressed on the gas but had to brake suddenly when a van zipped by, heading east.

“Whoa, they’re in a hurry,” Private observed.

“Wasn’t that a news van, Skipper?” Kowalski inquired....
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posted by Mother-of-PoM
Razor padded down the stairs and stared at the young penguin. "Hmm." He lifted him on his back and walked off.

Memory

Private ran around on the kilima giggling joyfully.

"Private could wewe come here for a second?" Blue called, shaking his head at the smaller.

Private squealed then ran back and wrapped his flippers around him. "You're warm big brothah."

"Close your eyes."

"Why?"

Blue laughed, "Well it won't be a surprise if I tell you."

Private pouted but shut his eyes. He was certainly surprised feeling his forehead being kissed.

"May wewe be smiled upon baby brother."

Private opened his eyes. "What was...
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posted by Mother-of-PoM
"Is he still in there?" Private asked, pacing in front of the door.

"...ve wewe Ami." Blue's voice sounded from behind the door.

"You too Blue kins." Ami's voice was next.

Private made a face.

Kiki walked into the main room, "There wewe are Private!" He came closer to the small bird. "Didn't your brother tell wewe to stay away from this door?"

Private didn't answer, instead he glared at the door. Kiki raised his brow then put his ear to the door. A few sekunde later, he scowled.

"Has a kid to take care of and NOW romance is zaidi important?" Kiki raced off to his room.

He ripped off the mkufu he was...
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Take ten dakika to fill out this survey, it doesn't matter weither your a writer au just enjoy kusoma fanfics, your information will help. Don't worry it's completely anonymous, who knows? maybe this could be the start of something great for Fanfiction, maybe finally our work will be recognized!. :D

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Light 01.23.15

Marlene laid against the dark, damp soil, nearly losing consciousness. The air was growing heavy, and her breathing was becoming labored. She'd been underground for almost an saa now, and was running out of oxygen. In the pitch black, she'd never felt zaidi alone.

She and Private had left the zoo for snowcones. But when they got close, a human spotted them and they had to hide in a panic haste. Private sought refuge in a trashcan while Marlene njiwa into an abandoned fox, mbweha hole. But the inayofuata thing she knew, the human ran across it in tafuta of her and the vibration caused the loose...
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“No, Mort! wewe are so stupid-y! wewe can not just hop right in front of me like that when I am shaking my money-maker!” Julien snapped at the small lemur.

“But I wanted to shake my money-maker, too!” Mort protested.

“No! wewe do not have a money-maker! Only the king has the maker of the money,” Julien insisted as he dusted off his crown. “Also, I—”

“King Julien!” Maurice interrupted from the sidelines.

“Maurice!” Julien alisema angrily. “How dare wewe interrupt me when I am ranting!”

“Just look!” Maurice alisema pointing to the penguins’ habitat across the way.

Julien followed...
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“Hurry! Get him on the table! We’re losing him!” Kowalski commanded as he, Rico, and Private carried their leader into the zoo infirmary.

Rico and Private laid a bruised, scratched-up, and unconscious Skipper on the examination table.

“We’re going to need help!” Kowalski alisema setting to work assessing his wounds. “Private, go find some hands!”

“Aye!” Private acknowledged as he leapt from the table. He ran to the chimps’ habitat first.

“Mason! Phil!” he called in a panic.

Mason climbed down from his mti with Phil following close behind.

“What’s the trouble, Private?...
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