Signifigant reason for updating today. Tomorrow marks the one year anniversery of my first story here on fanfiction. I say that today because I don't normally update on the weekend. It's been a good year and I want to thank you guys for that. You all rock.
Disclaimer: I do not own Penguins of Madagascar
"So Darla, we need to know everything you know. So get right to it. What do you know about the Slenderman?" Skipper addressed the baboon.
Darla crossed her arms and said, "Oh honey, I'm sure you can be kinder than that. You never said please."
Skipper growled and said, "You can't be serious Darla. This is important."
Darla merely smirked and said, "Either you show me some kindness right now, or I won't help you."
Private went wide eyed and began to whimper. Skipper noticed what Private was doing and sighed in exhasperation.
"Okay fine. Darla can you please tell us what you know about the Slenderman?" Skipper asked once more.
Darla smild and sat down on a chair in the room.
"Well when I was younger I was owned by a private collector in Texas. He was great man. He fed us, kept us clean, he took great care of us. He was a rich man and he had a family and everything. My kid brother was with me as well. He looked a bit like me too," Darla began.
"You have a brother?" Kowalski asked.
Darla's smile faded and she said, "Well I had one. I haven't seen him in a long time."
"Ohh! I'm sorry about that," Private said.
Darla nodded and continued.
"Life for the both of us was good, until one day he woke up acting all nervous. He began telling me that there was this man hanging around the estate we were living on. That he was tall and always wearing a suit. Also he kept saying that he could never see this man's face. I didn't know what to think," Darla continued.
Private raised his flipper and said, "That sounds a lot like the man I've been seeing. Tall, wearing a suit, no face."
Darla nodded and said, "Exactly. One day he was more terrified than usual and he told me that this man was now taller than the trees around the estate and he had been mostly seeing him at night. We were kept in a cage outside, so we were exposed to the night. When he began telling me about the guys tall size, I stopped listening to him. One morning I woke up and saw that he was gone. I haven't seen or heard from him since. A short time later, the same thing happened to my owners son. The poor kid was only eight years old."
At this point some tears began to slide down Darla's face.
"After that, my owner sold me to a zoo in Houston and that is where I decided to learn more about this guy. One day I got access to a computer and I typed in his description based on what my brother said. That is where I got my answers. For the past eight years I've been looking for a way to get revenge. I know that he was responsible for my brother's disappearence. All I've found is that he needs to be sent back to whatever it is he came from, but even that may not send him away for good," Darla finished her story.
Everyone stood quiet until Rico uttered out, "Wow!"
Skipper sighed and said, "I'm sorry about your brother and your former owners kid Darla. But Private needs your know how on this creature right now. We can't let Private be taken like so many others. I know you want to your revenge and all, but we just need this guy to leave Private alone before it's too late."
"I've heard of some peope who managed to survive this thing, but nothing on how they did that. I theorize they just ignore him or are just hoaxing everyone. I heard this thing feeds on his victims fear before taking them and you can't fear what you ignore," Kowalski said.
Darla shrugged and said, "Maybe. That's at least something to work on."
Skipper nodded and said, "Maybe that can work."
Skipper climbed up the ladder, opened the fishbowl, and stuck his head out.
"Hey Slendy. We aren't afraid of you and we think you are a coward. Come around here and we'll kick your butt. Come on, I dare ya. Make your move," Skipper called out into the zoo.
All of a sudden, al of the electronic equipment in the HQ began to fizzle and the light bulbs in the room suddenly burst. The TV in the room turned on and showed nothing but static. The penguins and Darla turned towards the TV and there came only an eeiry and evil noise. Simiar to what Private had heard the night before. The cameras that the penguins had in the main HQ room suddenly fell off their hinges and sparked.
"WHAT IS GOING ON? THIS DEFIES ALL OF THE LAWS OF PHYSICS!" Kowalski yelled.
"That's his work. You made him mad Skipper. He'll probably be coming for you now as well," Darla blurted out.
Skipper groaned and said, "Oh poopy. That wasn't my intention at all. I was just trying to defy him."
Then out of nowhere, the lightbulb shards all came back together and reformed the lightbulbs and the room shined once more. The cameras remained broken however. The TV itself was working normally again and showing the news.
"Okay that was weird," Rico grunted out.
"Um guys. I think you may want to look on the wall by our bunk beds," Private whimpered and pointed over to the wall.
The guys and Darla turned towards the wall and saw what Private was pointing at. Written in what the guys and Darla hoped was red paint were the words 'I WANT YOU ALL NOW!'
"Well now. This is a pickle," Kowalski stated.
Not very long I know, but at least there is one thing here. The guys will have to go to battle with the Slenderman soon or they will all meet the same fate. Who knows what can happen.
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