Predictable

by Ocean3209

"HANS! You can't do this!" "Oh, why not sissy? All my life, people thought I was predictable! Well maybe I don't want to be predictable anymore!" "Hans! Please, Hans. Don't do this." "But that would make me predictable, wouldn't it?" "Wait... Hans... NO! HANS! STOP!" Hans would never try to destroy the world, they said. He would never go insane, they said... They were lying.

Predictable

A The Penguins of Madagascar Story

By:

Ocean3209

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Time to experiment on a new kind of writing: Suspense and Tragedy! ... Which I fail at.

Kitka: Seriously, she sucks.

ANYWAYS. *cough*Ignorethebastard.*cough* I shall write this, and change your perspective of Hans the puffin FOREVER. Maybe, I don't know. Listen up! I KNOW I haven't been updating awhile, but I have issues!

Kitka: What a breakthrough you have there.

STOP WITH THE SARCASM! And remember viewers, R&R+Enjoy!

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Prologue

Hans' POV

Insane, am I not? -Nonsense! I am simply too wise to be insane.- Ah, indeed, I am. Or am I? Would a madman be able to recall precisely what has happen? -In exquisite detail, as well.- Madmen; they know nothing. Wise; it is I. How I wisely been able to conquer all obstacles that blocked my path of victory. -Genius.- Would a madman be able to accomplish what I have?

Ah, I remember it all. It was a perfect day. Not a single cloud in the sky, and the sun shined brightly when the thought struck me. I had notice all the whispers about me about how I was so...

So...

Predictable.

And I decided that I had to prove them wrong. And I prove them wrong. -Oh how I prove them wrong!-

It was the perfect motive, you see. Oh, I kept a journal, and took notes on my fellow so-called 'friends.' I now dance upon their graves as I laugh oh-so coldly. Do you still think I'm...

I'm...

Insane?

IMPOSSIBLE!

Haven't I told you? I am...

Too wise.

How I remembered clearly -oh so clearly!- it shocks me to this day.

It started a bit like this...

End of Prologue

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Mikey: *my little sister cat with black fur with brown and silver highlights and gray-blue eyes*

Hans: *walks in* Have you seen the-

Mikey: *shrieks* GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU NUT-JOB! *screams while running away*

Hans: What's with her?

*smirking* *shrugs* I don't know. Viewers, always remember to brush your teeth, respect your elders, and... R&R+Enjoy!