Hello. This was my original Penguins of Madagascar story, but I just decided to put my Dr. Blowhole romance before this.

It was after closing time and something was up. Skipper looked through his binoculars. Private stood next to him. They watched as a mysterious truck came into the zoo. 'I wonder what's in the truck.' He thought. Just then, Marlene jumped out of the water, next to him. "So, any info on the truck?" She asked.

Skipper lowered the binoculars and looked at her. "Not so far. Kowalski and Rico are on recon at the moment. I'm waiting for them to return." Just then, the two other penguins rushed up to them. They saluted. "Status report." Skipper barked at them.

They lowered their flippers. "It seems the zoo has four new transfers." Kowalski said.

"And they would be." Skipper said, twirling his hands around, signaling for him to continue.

Kowalski shrugged. "Unknown."

"Oooh, new comers." Marlene squealed. "I'll go get some flowers and break open a few clams." She started off, but Skipper put a hand on her shoulder and brought her back.

"No can do, Marlene." Skipper said. "We have no Intel on the new comer. For all we know…"

"Ya, ya." Marlene said. "They could be flying piranha."

Skipper looked a little upset that she had finished for him, but shook his head. "No." He lied, but added another truth. "They could be…"

"An agent of Dr. Blowhole." Marlene finished for him. Skipper looked at her with a shocked face. 'How did she do that?' He thought. She saw this and smiled. "I know you too well."

"Maybe a little more than you should." Skipper said, eyeing her. After a moment of gazing at her, he turned back to his men. "Alright, I got myself a hankering for some recon. Move out." They started off in the direction of the new comers. Marlene followed after them. Once they got there, all of them stopped. "Ringtail, what are you doing here." Skipper said.

Right there, over the crates, was the lemurs. Julian turned around to look at them. "Ah, the slap happy penguins and the otter, could you open these crates for me." He said, jumping off them. The others followed suit. "The sky spirits have presented me with gifts. So, chop, chop."

Skipper went right up to him. "Ringtail, those aren't presents. Those are animals being transferred here."

"What does it matter?" Julian said, shrugging. "They are my subjects now." The others rolled their eyes. Rico coughed up a few crowbars and the penguins started opening the crates. "Stop." Julian said. Everyone turned their eyes to him. "The king cannot greet someone in this condition. Maurice. Mort." The two other lemurs came over to him. "We must return to my kingdom. I need a kingly makeover.""But your majesty." Maurice said. "You already had one this week."

Julian held up a finger. "Shut up Maurice. A king can never have too many makeovers." He turned back to his habitat and started walking. The two other lemurs followed.

Once he was gone, Skipper and the team finished opening the boxes. From out of them popped four creatures: a male Frilled Lizard, a female wildcat, a male Basilisk Lizard, and a female meerkat. The Frilled Lizard brushed himself off. "Okay, who the heck are you people?" He asked. He had a Germanic accent too him. 'I hope he's not from Denmark.' Skipper thought. He started looking around. "This isn't L.A."

Skipper went right up to him. "You're right about that. You happen to be standing in the middle of New York."

The Frilled Lizard looked taken aback. "New York." He looked over at the Basilisk Lizard. "We were supposed to be transported to L.A." He growled.

The Basilisk Lizard shrugged. "Sorry Comrade Leader." He said, in a Russian accented voice. "It seems the transport documents were switched."

The Frilled Lizard growled again. "Switch is an understatement. We are on the other side of the continent." He looked at the others. "Well, it seems we're going to be residents here. I would very much like to have a tour around."

"Much obliged." Skipper said. He turned to the other penguins. "Alright men, let's give them a real New York welcome." Rico coughed up a stick of dynamite. The two lizards stared at him, while the two females squealed in fright and hid behind the others. Skipper slapped him. "Not that one." Rico sighed.

Marlene went over to the group and looked at the penguins. "Guys, how about I handle this. I don't think we need to go all commando on a simple tour."

Skipper rubbed his beak. "Sure Marlene." He said. "But if we hear anything, we'll come." The penguins took off.

(Sometime later)

"That was an intriguing tour." The Frilled Lizard said to Marlene. They had just finished their tour around the zoo. He had of course introduced himself as Emperor Hisgar. 'Great, another king.' She had thought, but was pleasantly surprised when he was much more polite than Julian.

"Da, comrades." The Basilisk said. His name was Vizkor. He was funny, but quite orderly as well. "Especially when that kangaroo tried to smack the Comrade Leader into oblivion."

The girls giggled. Hisgar glared at him. "That's enough, Vizkor."

Vizkor lowered his head. "Sorry, Comrade Leader."

Hisgar looked back at Marlene. "So, when can we meet this King Julian? It would be very nice to meet someone else of my own status."

"You can meet him later." Marlene said. "He wanted to have another kingly makeover, so he'll be out of business for a few hours." 'If we're lucky.' She thought.

"That is most unfortunate." Hisgar said. "Now, could you let me see these penguins's lair?"

"Sure." Marlene said. "But Skipper might get mad if we just barge in."

"Well, we would like to meet these penguins." The wildcat said, with a French accent. Her name was Pierra. "They seem like an interesting bunch."

"Trust me." Marlene said, while taking them over to the penguin habitat. "You'll never find anyone like them." They went over and knocked on the fishbowl. Suddenly, the fishbowl moved to the side. Skipper and the other penguins shot out of the hole and took fighting stances. "Hi, guys." She said to them.

"Marlene." Skipper said, turning to face her. "What are you doing? We were in the middle of some training."

"Aren't you always training?" Marlene shot back at him.

"It can never hurt to stay prepared." Skipper said, staring at her. They just stared at each other for a minute, before he looked around. "Hey, isn't there something missing."

Kowalski took out his abacus and started pushing the rings around. "It appears we are missing four new transfers, Skipper."

"Private, I thought you were keeping an eye on them." Skipper said, turning to where Private was a minute ago. He turned back to Kowalski. "Ah, Kowalski, where's Private?"

Just then, they heard some giggling from inside their H-Q. "It appears that he is inside with our new guests." Kowalski said.

"What?" Skipper said, before rushing inside. Marlene and the other penguins went in after him. Skipper came in to see Private leading the new animals around their habitat. "Private." He barked out.

Private automatically turned around and saluted. The meerkat came forward and smiled. "Y'all got a nice place here." She said, with a southern accent. Marlene remembered her name as Contella.

"Thank you." Kowalski said, stepping forward. "It took weeks of digging and decoration to get it just right."

Skipper slapped him. "Kowalski." He said to him. "No talking to strangers. They could be agents of Doctor Blowhole for all we know."

Hisgar tensed up when he heard that name. His left eye started to twitch. "You know Doctor Blowhole." He said, his voice icy with anger.

Skipper turned around to look at him. He gave him a suspicious look. "How do you know him?" He said, with suspicion.

Hisgar's fists clenched up. "I hate that dolphin. He's caused me much trouble over the years."

"And what trouble would that be." Skipper said. He stepped right up to Hisgar and looked him in the eyes.

Hisgar met his gaze and crossed his arms. "Personal." He answered.

Skipper remained silent and just stared at him for a moment. He then smiled and stuck out a flipper. "Well, any enemy of Doctor Blowhole is a friend of mine."

Hisgar looked at the fin and then up at Skipper. He smiled and took his flipper and shook. "Well, it's nice to meet you too Skipper." He said, good naturally.