Here is a Penguins of Madagascar story. I do not own the Penguins of Madagascar, DreamWorks does, as well as all PoM characters. I don't know if anyone reads these anymore since the series isn't on as much anymore and there hasn't been a movie in a year, but I still have an interest in them. I think on them often, and when I do, I think of them fondly. :) Please read, review, and enjoy!
Prologue
The crate wobbled around more than any horse ride ever could. I groaned and gripped the sides of the crate, trying to steady myself and ask myself again, "Why did I do this? What compelled me to send myself to a zoo via crate?" I answered myself, "I was desperate, I didn't think that there could possibly be another way out of my situation." I felt my feathers droop down into my face, again. Why don't I just pull them out? They're charming, and I like blowing them out of my way. "Ugh! You know you've got it bad when your only conversation is yourself." I shut my mouth again, knowing that I'd go nuts if I heard no voice but mine again. Then again, my mind isn't much better. All because of my nutty brother I'm stuck with the conversation of myself. Tick-Tock Tick-Tock, where's my clock? Goodness sakes! I'm so bored with myself I'm playing a game with myself. If this crate stops moving around it will be too soon.
A couple of hours later (at least it felt like it to me) the jostling stopped and I could breathe freely at last. I was soon picked up though, and a little bit of jostling later, I was on solid ground again. I was also alone again. I leaned against the wall of the crate, trying not to cry, again. I waited, I don't know for how long, for something, anything to happen, even if the Earth opened itself from the depths and decided to swallow me whole, I would have accepted that outcome, but what came was much worse.
I remember I had dozed off, I remember I was annoyed that my slumber had been disturbed. I looked to my left, the crate was being opened. I stood up and tried to look as much a penguin as possible (I could have such humanistic characteristics) as the crate cracked open. What I saw when it opened though, wasn't much since it almost immediately closed again. I heard muttering on the other side, it sounded like multiple voices. Taking a chance, I said, "I can hear you, you know." As I thought would happen, the muttering stopped, started up again, but quickly ended and the crate was re-opened, only slowly. I rolled my eyes, what had I gotten myself into now? Oh, selfish thoughts again! I guess that's what happens when you're stuck in a crate for who knows how long.
The first faces I saw were those of four penguins and an otter. One of the penguins, one with a flat head, got in front of the rest of them and said, "Marlene, you don't know what we could be dealing with, she could be a spy!"
The otter spoken to raised an eyebrow and looked to me, "Hi, I'm Marlene, and welcome to the Central Park Zoo."
I extended a flipper and said, "Valerie, the feeling's mutual, I'm sure. It's so... nice to be greeted so warmly." I laughed a bit at this as I glared at the one who accused me of being a spy.
"Oh, don't mind Skipper, he can kind of let his imagination run away from him," said Marlene.
"I'm sure, well, since I'm already free, I do not want to go back into that crate anytime soon." I cracked my back and tilted my head side to side cracking that as well. "I'll be in a better mood in the 'morrow."
The one called Skipper came forward and put out a flipper and said, "I'm Skipper, and this is my team, Kowalski, Rico, and Private," he said indicating a tall one with a notebook, one shorter than the tall one with a Mohawk and a scar, and one who was shorter than the rest, respectively. The one called Skipper was shorter than Rico, but taller than Private. I looked at each of them and nodded. "We hope you enjoy being here." He went closer to his men and whispered, "And you'll be gone in the morning."
"I have very good hearing, Skipper, and if you think that I am a threat I assure you my reason for being here is merely for leisure purposes," I said.
Skipper looked alarmed and said, "Oh, sure," on a side-bar he added in a smaller, but still distinguishable whisper, "gone in the morning."
"Uh huh," I said. "Well, unless it is perfectly okay for zoo animals to wander freely, I bid you all good night." I went back into my crate and leaned against the wall again. I sighed as I shrugged lower.
Private came to the edge of the crate and asked, "Would you like some company until morning?"
"No, thank you, I'm pretty tired from bracing myself against jolting. I think it won't be long until I'm asleep," I responded.
"All right, good night then," said Private, waving.
"Good night," I said. After a few moments I said, "If I wake up and I'm not in the same place, I'll just come back; a little food for thought." I closed the crate again to shut out more of the light. A few moments later it was sealed tight again, and I was soon alone again. I sighed, "I forgot how constricting it is to be around people... oh well, give and take I guess." I slumped down and curled up. My thoughts slowed down to walking speed and I was soon asleep.
So... what do you guys think? As always, I want what you think of the main character and what you think is going to happen next. Also as always, I'm going to ask that you guys please review and keep reading. Thanks :)