"Arrgh! It's too hot in New Jersey!" king Julien cried as he dragged his feet across the hot sandy floor. Maurice just followed his every move with a dried leaf in his hand over the king's head. Mort also followed, dragging a few feet away, panting and nearly fainting. "wait… for… me… I… keep… up!" Mort whispered then falling right flat on his face.
"why do they do they do this to me? I was good to those birdbrains!" Julien cried.
"maybe if you did what they told you we wouldn't be here in the first place!" Maurice reasoned.
"But I'm the king! I don't need a queen! I don't need a "blood sun" the 'bloody sun' is already beating down on me!" Julien yelled then falling to the ground.
Maurice just shook his head disappointedly, not knowing what to do.
Julien then slowly raised his head up and saw across from the sand was a vision… a blurry vision. No, no it wasn't… it was a… tree… the tree! The tree from Madagascar! Julein jumped up.
"I did it! I did it! I did it Maurice! We're home! We are back home!" Julien cried out.
"What are you talking about king Julien?" Maurice asked.
"Our home Maurice, my kingdom! Its all back to me!" Julien cried.
"I don't see anything," Maurice objected squinting out towards the steam rising ground.
"Look you stupid lemur… right there… right there is Madagascar!" Julien yelled pointing towards the mirage.
"I think you are hallucinating," Maurice pointed out.
"How can I, king Julien, be hallucinating… she's right there!" Julien cried out and started running towards the tree. He ran and ran and ran until the "tree" suddenly dissolved away.
"ah! Wha- what! Nooooo!" he exclaimed. "I would've of sworn I saw her!"
Maurice caught up to Julien, panting and stuff. "c'mon… Madagascar… is at least… a thousand… miles away!"
Julien again fell flat face on the burning floor. "noooooooo!" he cried.
"why did you not just say you'll look for a queen! Its not that hard!" Maurice said.
Julien suddenly stood up straight. "I your beloved King Julien, does not need to have a queen by his side," he explained.
"you know you hafta stop thinking about yourself," Maurice said.
"I already love Madagascar!" julien said. "… If Madagascar was a woman… I would marry her,"
"its not just all about you," Maurice continued.
"I even dedicated a national athem for her… oh Madagascar! How lovely is your fruit bearing trees… and um swinging vines and umm… uhhh… whosecapitalIcannot pronounce!" julien sang, quite horribly actually. "but if I whistle it, it sounds a lot better…"
Ptthh! Pttttttttthhh! Ptttth! Pttttttttttttttttttthhhhhhhhh! He started blowing the rasberries all over Maurice.
"oh my head just started hurting..." julien said.
By then with being ingnored and being spat at, Maurice just had enough.
"grrrr! I had it with you King Julien!" he bellowed, pointing menacingly at Julien, making him flinch a little. "all of the stinkin' time I am put up with your crap! You don't even listen to me! You know what you are going to get a queen 'cause I am tired of wandering around aimlessly in this stupid desert!"
After have said or spilled his whole heart out, marice grabbed nearly unconscious Mort.
Julien started laughing. "how can you possibly get a queen, as lovely as myself, out here in the new jersey dersert?"
Maurice reached into Mort's pocket (wait… what?!) and grabbed his pair of sissors.
Julien smiled. "ooo are you going to cut his head? I just love it when you just suddenly make me happy by torturing Mort," julien remarked.
"oh no I am not going to cut off his head," Maurice said, looking at Mort with a sneaky smile. Mort regained his conscious and giggled.
"well then… of with his head anyways he makes me sick," Julien scoffed.
Maurice turned around with Mort and started cutting… his fur. It was a rapid moment as bits of fur flew around. Mort giggled as Maurice finished the finishing touches.
Maurice went out of the way and there he or she was. Mort was donned in the cutest girl lemur ever. Complete with a dry skeletal leaf bow. Mort giggled again as he swayed his groomed tail side to side. Julien stood with a confused look in his face.
"I'm proud to present…" Maurice said happily as he pushed Mort to Julien.
"Queen Morticia!"
Yea! I know I haven't updated in a really long time. Sorryz! I really hope you guys like this one. I am pretty excited as well. Just the fact that… Mort is king Julien's queen! Please tell me if you like this chapter and maybe I'll add an extra chap for julien his small gang! Haha! I can't believe my myself I actually thought of that!
Long live King Julien and Queen Morticia!
