HAPPY VETERAN'S DAY my precious readers!
Here's a story that my good friend Directioner Dwyieth helped me think of….
(JUST GIVING HIM CREDIT :3)
and ForThoseWhoLikeToMoveItMoveIt helped me too!
So… READ ON and ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE PENGUINS OF MADAGASCAR…
My Uncle Agent
Chapter 1: The Room in the Sewers
It was a beautiful Monday morning at the Central Park Zoo. There were not many visitors considering that the children had classes and no field trips were scheduled for that day.
For Alice, the zookeeper thought this was a day to sit back, relax and take a nice long nap in her office. Little did she know that the four penguins of Central Park Zoo were not in their habitat.
"Rico, hawk up some standard weapons. We've got to get this sewer tunnel booby trapped so none of our enemies will be able to get into our HQ." Skipper ordered.
Rico up chucked a few bombs, darts, a flame thrower and more.
"Kowalski! How are the switches and tile buttons?" Skipper asked.
"They're coming along nicely, sir." Kowalski replied.
"And Private…"
"GAAHH!" screamed the youngest penguin.
"Private?" Skipper looked at the direction of Private's voice.
Private looked at what he tripped on.
There was a rock near his right foot. "Grr… naughty rock!" he growled.
He put a flipper on the rock. It felt… different.
"Wha?" he said.
Private pulled the top and it came off like a lid. There was a big blue button in the "rock".
Without hesitation, he pressed it.
"Private!?" Skipper yelled, nearing the penguin. "What are you doing with that ro – "
Suddenly, a passageway in the wall of the sewer opened up.
"Er… Kowalski, did you have something to do with this?" Skipper asked his second in command.
"Something to do with wha… wha.. wha…. WHAT IS THAT!?" Kowalski stammered.
"URMF! GO! GO!" Rico shouted, pointing at the passageway.
"Okay, we'll check it out. But stay cautious." Skipper told them before taking point in the passage.
A few torches hanging on the wall lit the passageway with a yellow-orange light. They followed the path until they came to a room with a table full of test tubes, unknown liquids, beakers and other junk. And there was a shelf full of books, and notebooks and a container beside a mirror had a lot of crumpled papers in it.
"WOOH! An experimenting table!" Kowalski said, screaming like a fangirl while running toward the table full of sciency junk.
Skipper looked around. No one seemed to be in the place.
He walked to the shelf and scanned the titles.
(PoMlovah611: YEAH, I BELIEVE THEY CAN READ, OKAY!?)
"Hmm… a book about basic weapons… guides on secrecy… scientific facts… tracking… mapping…" Skipper mumbled to himself.
Then he heard an explosion and turned around.
"RICO! WHAT IS GOING ON IN TH – Huh!?" he stopped when he saw the ashes in Kowalski's face as the scientist coughed.
Skipper stifled a laugh. "Kowalski! How's the testing working for you? HAHAH!"
"Very funny…" Kowalski rolled his eyes, trying to dust the ashes from his feathers. "It was because I was adding a bit of this…" Kowalski said, holding up a beaker of green glowing liquid. "…to this…" he held up another beaker of blue liquid. "and added too much because Private shook the table!" Kowalski growled.
"Sorry…" Private said.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Skipper laughed, holding his stomach and falling onto the floor.
"What?" Kowalski asked confused then he felt something wet drop on his head.
He looked up and a drop of dark green liquid splashed on his face.
"WHAT THE… RICO!" Kowalski grunted, grabbing a cloth and wiping it on his face.
The weapons expert laughed. He had spilled the liquid on Kowalski while he was talking.
"K'wahski… hah… you should look at your self…" Private said before laughing.
"What? What happened?" Kowalski asked.
The brainiac ran to the mirror then screamed. He was green from his waist to his head, and normal from his feet to his lower waist.
"GRAAAAHHH! WHAT DID YOU POUR ON MEE!?" Kowalski demanded, grabbing Rico's shoulders and shaking him violently.
"D-D-DYE!" Rico said.
"WHY!?"
"IT FUNNY!" Rico replied.
Kowalski looked around and saw a black cloak with a hood hanging on the mirror. He grabbed it and covered his body. "Why are you guys teasing me!?" He cried.
"Oh lighten up, Kowalski. We're just having a little fun!" Skipper chuckled.
"Having fun with my FACE!" Kowalski growled.
"Skippah, I think we shouldn't be playing around here…" Private said.
"Why not? No one's here…" Skipper reasoned.
"Look!" Private held up a notebook labeled "Day-to-day Journal". "The last date was today! Apparently, early today."
Skipper looked at the journal's page.
I have to go out and pick up a few things from the shop. I will probably be back in a few hours… by 1000 hours maybe. Hopefully…
It said.
"Kowalski, what time is it!?" Skipper asked.
"0955…." Kowalski replied.
"GAH! MOVE OUT MEN!" Skipper ordered before running out of the secret room with his team.
Private pushed the big blue button once again, hiding the secret entrance.
"Back to the habitat!" Skipper said, taking the lead.
About two seconds after they left, a figure stepped near the rock and pressed the blue button before walking into the passage.
"That… was a close one." Private said when they returned to their HQ.
Kowalski grunted as he washed the green dye off his face.
"I'm glad that's over." Skipper said. "We'll just continue the booby traps once the perimeter is…"
A loud banging on their hatch interrupted him.
"What the deuce!?" Skipper exclaimed. "Topside! Pronto!"
The four penguins jumped out of their hatch and landed in fighting stance on their concrete island.
"YOU! YOU STORMED IN MY PLACE AND RUINED EVERYTHING!" a hooded figure yelled, pointing at each of them.
Skipper narrowed his eyes. No… it can't be… He thought.
"How are you sure that it was us!?" Kowalski growled.
"THAT one left green tracks with my green dye!" The figure shouted, pointing at Rico.
Rico lifted his foot up and looked at it. It was covered in green dye. "WHoopsie." Rico said.
"WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU WANT TO TRASH MY HARD WORK!? HOW DISRESPECTFUL!" The figure said.
"Pardon, but who are you?" Private asked.
"Oh of course! You WANT to know the name of your VICTIM, EH? I am called Jet." The figure said.
"NO! It's IMPOSSIBLE!" Skipper said.
Jet stopped and took off his hood to reveal a flat-ish headed penguin with fluffy head feathers. He had very light blue eyes with a scar across his right eye. "What's so impos… wait… Are you.."
Skipper staggered backwards. "No… No… But you're dead!"
"SKIPPER!" Jet screamed as the leader penguin fell into the pool of water.
TO BE CONTINUED…
So yeah, that was the first chappie…
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