But then, the very next day while taking a nice, hot and somewhat relaxing bath...
"Ahh... This is nice" sighed Julian. "I like that."
Mort was fanning Julian with a large leaf, almost ready to touch the larger lemur's feet, but he slipped on a bar of soap on the floor and fell to the ground.
"I'm okay!" shouted Mort.
"I'm telling you, Julian" said Maurice. "You need to relax and quit overacting. Besides, it's not the end of the world."
This gave Julian an idea. An awful idea to cause trouble.
"END OF THE WORLD?!" he said, suddenly shouting.
"Your majesty, no!" cried Maurice.
"IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!"
The dripping wet Julian took off running, leaving an annoyed Maurice with Mort.
"Not again" they moaned.
The rest of the circus animals were outside the circus tent, relaxing in the sun when they suddenly heard a loud shrill scream!
"It's the end of the world!"
"What?!" they gasped.
"The end of the world!"
The animals screamed and started running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
"Alex!" cried Gia.
"What is it?" the lion asked his jaguar girlfriend.
"Look what's happening!"
When he saw that his friends were panicking and running around, Alex tried to calm them down.
"Everybody, listen up" he said. "Guys, come on!"
But then, Sonya the bear stepped up and roared loudly, making the animals stop panicking and running.
"What's going on?" asked Alex. "Field day isn't until next month."
"Alex, the world is coming to an end!" shrieked Stefano.
"What are we gonna do?" asked Melman.
"We'll flung poo at them!" stated Mason. "They won't stand a chance!"
"The end of the world?!" snapped Alex, almost angry. "It's not the end of the world yet! We would all be gone when that happens... in another billion years from now!"
Hearing this, the circus animals all turned their heads and glared at Julian, who was standing behind them. He waved nervously.
"Uh... why is everyone staring at me?" he asked as if he were really innocent.
The animals groaned in disappointment.
"Really?" frowned Alex.
"I should have known" snarled Vitaly. "Come, everyone. Circus show in five minutes."
The animals grumbled as they entered the tent, ready to put on a show for their admiring human crowd.
"Do not be giving me those angry grumbles, peoples!" shouted Julian. "I am your king! King of the circus!"
Annoyed of the fact he was ignored by his 'loyal subjects', Julian walked away.
"Those stupid peoples need to open their eyes" he grumbled to himself.
Above his head, the Penguins were sitting on a telephone pole wire and they counted Julian's prank.
"Eleventh time" said Kowalski, checking his notes.
Skipper wasn't too happy of what's happening.
"We will give the tiny dance one last chance to stop this madness!" Skipper said, almost growling.
"And if he doesn't?" asked Private.
"Leave it... to us."
To be continued...