Finding My Roots
A Penguins of Madagascar Story
By:
Ocean3209
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*wearing a cast around my left wing, and bandages are covering beak* Welcome back to- OW! *holds beak with right wing*
Hans: *sighs* I got this sissy. *picks up index cards* *reading out loud* Welcome back viewers! Ocean broke her left wing and beak during an accident that involved alcohol, and a loose screw. So I'm taking over!
No you're- OW! *sits down in armchair* *grumbles* Fine.
Hans: This chapter contains half of what happens during the revenge! And- *stops reading* *punches Clemson*
Clemson: Why'd you do that?!
Hans: Card said to. *goes back to reading out loud* R&R+Enjoy!
Chapter Two. Full Out Revenge Part One
Kowalski's POV
It was an average summer day. Barely cloudy, temperature at an average upper 70 and mid 80 degrees Fahrenheit, sun shining at a reasonable scale.
"KOWALSKI!" Skipper's roar echoed throughout the HQ, calling for me.
I sighed in defeat, I do not want to answer him, but it's not like I have a choice.
"Coming sir! Just let me finish the last touches on my latest invention!" I shouted back, and looked at the resting device on the table.
No answer, I nod to myself. Skipper allowed me to finish. He has probably evacuated the HQ by now, expecting another disastrous outcome of my inventions, again.
That device was my latest invention into quantum physics. Many people don't understand, go figure. No one has my high intellect and IQ. To those who don't know, quantum physics is a form of physical phenomena, a branch of physics dealing with it, where the action is on the Planck constant. The Planck constant is a physical constant reflecting the sizes of energy quanta in quantum physics. It's after Max Planck, one of the founders of quantum physics, who discovered it in 1900.
I heard the urgent beeping from the Snake-Rader.
"Oh no..." I muttered to myself, and looked at the screen.
The Snake-Rader was built for specific reasons, the main one is to track Savio. Well, that's the only reason.
I shuddered as I recalled the memories of battling Hoboken's most feared animal.
Now, the same snake was heading to our zoo.
I have to warn the others!
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Ocean's POV/My POV
"Uh, Sylvester Stallone?" Hans guessed.
We've played for HOURS, and Hans and I still haven't guess who Clemson is.
"Nope," Clemson said.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" I shouted, "Grr... Keenen Ivory Wayans?"
"No, but that was a good guess."
"Am I dead?" Hans said.
"Nope," Clemson said, seriously.
Thump.
"Did you feel that?" I asked.
Thump.
"There it is again!" I said.
Thump, thump.
"Brace for impact!" Clemson shouted.
I don't want to talk about what happens next.
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I still remember it, Savio regurgitated us.
Now, we were washing up in the duck pond in Central Park, discussing our plans.
"That was surprisingly fun!" Clemson exclaimed.
"NO, IT'S NOT!" All three, Hans, Savio and myself, shouted at Clemson.
"I'm scarred for life..." Hans said, shuddering.
"I was swallowed by my boyfriend," I said, recalling the awful memory, "How many girls can say that?"
"I think all your arguing gave me a ssstomach ache," Savio said, and groaned.
"I'm sorry, babe," I said, hugging him.
"I thought it was fun," Clemson said, and looked around, "Where did Crown go?"
"Sssent him back to Hoboken," Savio said.
"Clemy, buddy," Hans said.
"What is it, bro?" Clemson asked.
"Dwayne Wayans?"
Oh, right. We still haven't guess who Clemson is. YET.
"Nope," Clemson answered.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" I screamed, and sighed, "Come on, we all have overdue revenge that needs to be settled."
I then took out my famous jagged dagger. Alright, infamous jagged dagger. I always, and I mean, always, use this dagger on my victims. You see, I'm a master assassin, I've killed more than you would suspect.
Why are you looking at me like that? What? Thought I was a nice girl? Or you think I'm some cold-blooded killer? You're being paranoid, Savio is the cold-blooded killer, you see, I'm the warm-blooded killer. Sheesh. People can't tell from the difference from a cold-blooded and warm-blooded killer. I mean, do I look like a reptile, insect, arachnid, amphibian, and/or fish to you? SHEESH.
The other three nodded, and we split up in two groups; Savio and Clemson, and Hans and myself.
There's no stopping us this time. And I mean it.
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Skipper's POV
Typical morning. Lemurs are being a pain, Kowalski working on the world's next doomsday device, Private maintaining the cute and cuddly status, Rico, ugh, cuddling his doll. Everything seems to be in place.
"I don't like it," I said to myself, "Something's wrong."
"You're just being paranoid, Skipper!" Private exclaimed, "Enjoy the first summer morning!"
I sipped at my cup of joe, and scowled in disgust.
"Private, did you touch the coffee machine?" I asked, setting down my mug.
"I thought you needed something sweeter to start this wonderful day!" Private exclaimed.
I sighed, he was too naïve for his own good.
"Skipper! Skipper!" I heard Kowalski shout, and I turned around to face him.
He had just ran out of his lab, holding what I recalled to be the Snake-Radar. It was beeping extremely fast, as if a snake was right inside the zoo.
"It's S-s-" Kowalski started, panting.
A scream drowned out the rest of his sentence.
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My POV
I heard the screams coming from the lemur habitat.
"Perfect," Hans said, and we went into hiding.
As we both expected, the Penguins jumped out of there HQ.
And as we planned, a metallic net dropped onto them.
"What the deuce?!" Skipper shouted, and Hans jumped out of the hiding. Skipper's rage soon came afterwards as he shouted, "Hans!"
"And..." I said, still hiding.
I heard Rico growl when he heard my voice.
"Ocean!" I exclaimed, jumping right next to Hans, holding my dagger.
"A team-up!" Kowalski exclaimed, surprised.
"Why so surprised? Wouldn't you expect the brother and sister duo?" Hans said, that evil look playing on his features.
It's scary, really. When Hans is on duty, he's so evil that it frightens me and Clemson, when he's not on duty, he's happy go-lucky, living without a care in the word.
"We're just going to take over your HQ now, and then the zoo," I said simply, smiling like a fool.
"No way, sister!" Skipper shouted, "Rico!"
"Kaboom?" Rico asked.
Skipper nodded, "Kaboom."
Rico regurgitated a bomb, but that did nothing to the net.
Hans and I smirked in unison, and we started circling them slowly.
"Well you see..." Hans said, still smirking that smirk that scared the crap out of me.
"This net is..." I continued, still smirking, and twirling the dagger in my wings.
"Made of the most..."
Rico grunted angrily, "Faster."
"We were just getting to the point!" Hans and I shouted, we both hate being interrupted.
"Can you just got to it a little faster?" Private asked.
"You people have no appreciation for suspense!" I shouted.
Hans sighed, and joined in, "Ja! We practiced that!"
"You were saying?" Kowalski said.
"Oh, right," I said, and cleared my throat.
"Indestructible of metals!" Hans and I exclaimed, and we looked at each other.
"Right," Kowalski said, "I bet it's made of copper."
"Kowalski, what are you-" Private said, but Skipper silenced him.
"NO! It isn't! It's made of Iridium! Do you know how hard it was to make this?" I snapped, then quickly covered my beak.
"Sissy, why did you tell them that?!" Hans shouted at me.
"It's not my fault! You were going to tell them anyways!"
"Nein, I wasn't!"
"Ja, you were!"
"Stop that! We're on a revenge mission!"
"You started it!"
"Nein, I didn't! You started it when you were born!"
"THAT'S IT!" I shouted, and tackled him, "YOU SHUT UP!"
"STOP THAT!" Hans shouted, "WE'RE OFF TRACK!"
"THE ONLY THING THAT OFF TRACK IS YOUR TRAIN OF THOUGHT!"
The Penguins were just watching us arguing and fighting. I'm pretty sure Skipper had a plan though. He always had one.
"I'm switching positions!" Hans declared, and walked over to the lemur habitat.
"FINE! I DON'T NEED YOU ANYWAYS!" I shouted, and sat down with my wings crossed. I was clearly angry, and maybe a little sad.
"Are you okay?" I heard Private asked.
"PRIVATE! We don't associate with the enemy!" Skipper shouted, and I heard a flipper made contact with skin.
I got up, and said, "NOT OF YOUR CONCERN!"
I heard a cutting sound. Like a diamond against metal. Diamond against metal...
"HOLY SHIZ-NITS!" I shouted, and next thing I know, Rico had me pinned.
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"Rico!" Skipper commanded, "Tie her."
"Uh... Can we talk about this?" I asked, "So, Kowalski... Any new inventions lately?
"Yes, actually! I've been working on a ray that would-" Kowalski said with excitement and Skipper slapped him.
"WE DON'T ASSOCIATE WITH THE ENEMY!" Skipper shouted.
"What a shame," I said, "I really wanted to know. Too bad Skipper's being a Pike."
I flinched at my last sentence, I just made a Star Trek reference.
"Pike? As in Captain Christopher Pike from Star Trek?" Kowalski exclaimed with excitement.
"No," I quickly lied, I'm really good at lying, "I meant the Northern Pike, a carnivorous fish that refuses to show any signs of weakness to its prey."
"Skipper does sound like a Northern Pike," Private said.
See? Really good at lying.
Kowalski's look turned skeptical, and start making all-too-familiar movements with his flippers.
"My mind to your mind..." Kowalski said, I knew he was referring to the Vulcan mind meld.
"Resist, resist," I said to myself to stop from finishing the reference, "My thoughts to your thoughts! GAH!"
Gah, I tried. Hey, stop laughing! There is nothing wrong with watching Star Trek!
"I knew it! I thought I was the only one!" Kowalski exclaimed, "A crew of international astronauts to boldly go where no man has gone before!"
"STOP THAT!" I shouted, as I saw Skipper trying to hold back laughter, "Okay, you got me. I watch Star Trek."
"I don't believe you are a real trekkie," Kowalski stated.
I gritted my beak, I know he's trying to make me break, and NO ONE questions my loyalty to Star Trek. And I mean NO ONE.
"What did you say?" I said coldly.
"You heard me. I bet you prefer that Star Wars instead," Kowalski said.
"THAT'S IT! YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT! I LOVE STAR TREK! PHASERS OVER FORCE ANY DAY!" I erupted with pure rage.
I saw the grin on Kowalski face form, and scowled.
"I hate you," I growled, in the corner of my eye, I saw someone slithering behind the Penguins. Looks like my hero's here.
I smirked, and said, "Hey Skipper, don't you love anti-climaxes?"
"Wha?" Rico grunted.
"Anti-climaxes?" Skipper said, clearly confused.
"Oh yes. When something you want to happen completely blows up in your face, like a boa constrictor striking, you know?" I said, smirking.
"No," Skipper answered.
"Okay, I just wanted to- BOO!" I said, and my hero struck.
There's only one thing I loved more than anti-climaxes, and they're called cliff-hangers.
End of Chapter Two
Hans: I think I did it correctly.
You did- OW! Great.
Hans: I can't believe I just typed an entire chapter!
*writes "That I pre-wrote on a notebook" on a board*
Hans: Don't ruin my moment on glory!
*writes "Want pancakes?" on board*
Hans: Ja! I want pancakes! I love pancakes!
*hands him pancake batter* *points to the kitchen*