Title: New Year's Disaster

Summary: It's New Year's Eve and the Penguins are ready to celebrate the end of the year. But they find the rats had taken the rooftop that they usually watch the ball-drop from. And The Penguins not wanting to end the year with a fight decide to find a new spot. Can they find a new spot before the clock strikes midnight or will an old foe(not Blowhole) ruin everything?

Timeline: Post "The All Night-er before Christmas"

Characters: Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, Rat King, The Rats, Frankie the pigeon, pigeons, Mooncat, "My car!" guy, [spoiler]

Times Square, Rooftop

(Skipper's POV)

"Status?" I said.

"Five hours until midnight," Kowalski replied as we ride an elevator to the top floor.

"Excelente!" I said, "and we managed to avoid The Time Square New Year's traffic."

"But did we have to do that to that guy's car," Private said.

"What car?" I said.

2 hours earlier...

A red sedan smashes into a fire hydrant and got completely totaled. A geyser of pressurized water propels the broken hydrant upwards. The Driver was in the back seat unconscious and laying on his back. A massive black eye was on his face and their was signs of a struggle. The front passenger side door opens as four black and white penguins quickly leave the area.

"Excellent driving Rico!" I said, "We managed to beat all the tourist traffic!"

"What about the car," Private said.

"Don't worry about it," I said, "Rico handle it!"

Rico hacked up a bomb and throw it at the car, "oh no not again!" the man said as he jumped out the back of the car.

The car went up in a massive fire ball the shock-wave knocking the man off his feet, "My car!"

"I meant pay him off," I said.

"Sorry," Rico said.

Now

"You don't remember anything Private," I said waving my flippers as I gave him my patented hypnotic stare.

"No I'm pretty sure Rico blew up that guy's car," Private said completely unfazed by my infamous stare (Blast! I trained him too well in hypnosis resistance!)

"Again," Private added under his breath.

"Yeah that guy's car does seem to get destroyed a lot," Kowalski said.

"I hope he has good insurance," I replied.

The elevator dinged as we reached our floor and the doors opened into a workers area. We got the elevator the doors sliding shut behind us. We exit out onto the roof of the building overlooking the annual ball drop on The Times Building.

"One Times Square," Kowalski said pointing at the nearby building, "Location of the city's annual New Year's Eve ball drop tradition. Also known as 1475 Broadway, the former New York Times Building, The New York Times Tower, or simply as The Time Tower..."

"Did I ask for a authorize you to act as a tour guide?" I asked.

"I know what that building over there is called," I said pointing to said building.

"What are you doing intruding on our spot flightless birds!" A rat (that requires no introduction) said.

"Your spot?" I said with a chuckle as we approach the rats.

The Rat King threateningly approach me, "You got a problem with that clown?"

"I'm afraid this is our spot, has always been our spot, and will always be our spot," I said.

"Well times change!" A rat said.

"Yeah!"

"He means get lost," Another rat said.

"I'm afraid this is our spot now," Rat King said, "So unless your looking for a bruising I suggest you leave."

"This is our spot!" Private said.

"Are you willing to put you flippers were your mouth is?" Rat King said raising his fists.

"This isn't worth it Private," Kowalski said.

"Skipper?" Private asked.

"So I guess we can't ask you nicely to leave," I said.

"It depends on what your giving us," Rat King said.

"What we have to give you some form of payment to regain our spot?" Kowalski said.

"Unless you want to fight us for it," Rat King said.

"You know what," I said, "I don't want to end or start the year fighting you guys... so enjoy your spot forever."

"Wait you're just going to leave?" Rat King said.

"Yup," I said, "Besides we have plenty of rooftops to choose from..."

"Well, that was the opposite of what I was expecting," Rat King said as we left.

"Happy New Year's!" Private shouted with a wave.

"I hate holiday greetings!" Rat King shouts.

Times Square, Rooftop of Hotel

4 hours to midnight

We were now on the roof of a hotel overlooking the ball drop, "Now this is more like it," I said.

"We are directly over the ball landing point," Kowalski said, "Now these are front row seats."

"Well what do we have here," A voice said.

"Oh you got to be kidding me," I replied throwing my flippers up.

"Hello brothers from another branch of the bird family," Frankie said landing in front of us.

"The Flightless branch," One of Frankie's flock said.

"Frankie the Pigeon," I said.

"Hello penguins what's up," Frankie said.

"Not them!" A pigeon perched on a nearby building shouted.

All the pigeon's within earshot were suddenly beside themselves with laughter, "Funny," I said.

Kowalski had a smirk on his face and pointed into the sky, "FALCON!"

"Flee! Shatter! Hide!" All the pigeon's screamed.

"I'm too young to get eaten!" Frankie said curling in a corner.

"Wait a second," One of the fleeing pigeon's said, "There's no falcon..."

"WE BEEN HAD!" Frankie said.

"Make them pay!" a pigeon shouted.

"And how are you going to do that?" I asked.

Shortly...

"AH!" Private screamed as a swirling angrily cloud of pigeons flew at us and pecked at us.

"You just had to ask!" Kowalski shouted as we fled from the really angry birds.

"Just run!" I shouted as more pigeons pecked at us, "ow..."

"And stay out!" a pigeon shouted.

One Astor Plaza

"One Astor Plaza," Kowalski as we exited the elevator onto the roof, "Formally the Hotel Astor... And the current headquarters of ViacomCBS and the location of The PlayStation Theater, MTV Studios, The Minskoff Theater, and several retail stores."

"Again with the tour guiding?" I said.

"Trivia Skipper," Kowalski said, "Still haven't played it yet!"

"Another time," I said.

"When?" Kowalski said.

"Eventually alright," I said.

"Better then hot potato," Private muttered.

"What wrong with hot potato?" I asked as Rico lit a bomb.

I turn to him, "We have no time for games right now Rico!" I said.

"Aw," Rico said as I use my flipper to put out the fuse.

"Well looks like we're the only one's here," Private said.

"Well aside from Mooncat," Kowalski said.

"What?" I said turning to see our feline friend tied up with duct-tape over his mouth.

The cat mumbled out a warning, "What," I said, "I can't understand you."

Rico rips the tape off the cat's mouth, "Penguins!" Mooncat said, "This is a trap! Run!"

"What do you mean a trap?" I said, "Who's trap?"

"Too late! He's here!" Mooncat screams.

"Who's here?" I said as a dark shadow loomed over us.

"Fight?," Rico asked putting his flippers up in a defensive manner.

"Probably," Private said with a shrug.

"Defensive position!" I shouted.

"I think it's a bit late for that," Kowalski said as some familiar octopi surrounded us.

"Nicolas! Cage them!" A very familiar voice said.

"That voice..." Private said, "it can't be..."

"Oh no," Kowalski said as a cage drops down around us.

"Who's there!" I said.

"Naughty, naughty... It's time to rest pretty birds..." A merciless voice said as knockout gas filled the air.

"...Nighty night" Deb- DAVE said as we passed out.

Unknown location

T-minus ONE hour to midnight

When we regain consciousness we found ourselves each strapped to a exam table. We instantly started to struggle against the straps but they were secured too tight. We stop struggling quickly to preserve energy that we would need in a escape/battle. And mainly because it was clear that there was no point anyway.

"Welcome," Dave said in a fake sing-song voice, "Penguins!"

"At least he pronounces penguins correctly," Kowalski whispers.

"Blowhole says Pen-gu-wins just to annoy us," Private whispered back.

"Dial back the moxie a little Private," I whispered shouted.

"Am I interrupting anything?" Dave said.

"Not at all Devin," I replied.

"DAVE!" Kowalski screamed.

I managed to turn my head to glare at Kowalski at the same time Dave did, "Do you mind Kowalski?" Dave and I said at the same time.

"If I had a free flipper I'll slap myself into next week for you," Kowalski replied.

"Here let me help," Dave said before slapping Kowalski across the face with the glove from his Octavius Brine disguise.

"Thank you," I replied sarcastically.

"Any time," Dave replied sarcastically right back.

"What a comeback," I mocked.

"Maybe don't insult the guy while we're strapped to tables!" Kowalski snapped.

Dave tipped all the tables so our eyes are facing him, "Behold Penguins! The Medusa Serum!"

Dave's giant ray gun vehicle thing folds out into it's firing position the ray's laser-coil flipping over to aim at us. The container of The Medusa Serum glows a sickly green as it sloshes around in the tank. The green light blast out of the globe of the weapon bathing us in unearthly light.

"Reliving past defeats are we?" I asked averting my gaze from the glow of The Serum.

"Been there done that," Kowalski said.

"Don't you want to know what the new and improved Medusa Serum does?" Dave said.

"Same as the last one," I said, "Only with more hideous results."

"Actually I have it at it's maximum setting," Dave said.

"Wait," Dave said looking at the mutation setting, "Robert! Downey! Junior! You forget to set it to the 'Yikes" setting!"

"Don't make me bring out the iron, man," Dave said.

"Seriously?" Kowalski said, "How does he not hear the puns?"

"What puns?" Dave asked.

"Uh... if you can't hear them we're not going to point them out for you," I replied.

"Jeff! Bennett!" Dave said, "Power up the Ray!"

There is a humming sound as the ray powers up, "Now..." Dave said as he raised it to the yikes setting.

"With it at the maximum setting," Dave said bringing out the remote, "It will disintegrate you!"

"You know Private actually escaped before it hit him," Kowalski said, "So you don't actually know what that setting does."

"Foolish Penguin," Dave said, "I purposely redesigned The Serum so it does disintegrate you at that setting!"

"What..." Kowalski said.

"Mainly because the mutations will be so extreme your DNA will literally be shredded to bits and the very atoms that make up your being will disappear into thin air!"

"Or you will be converted into your component organic molecules!" Dave added.

"Or the new Medusa Serum will be too unstable that it breaks down into useless sludge," Kowalski said, "And also explode."

"So explosive useless sludge," I said.

"No I highly doubt that," Dave said pushing the fire button.

The sickly green light suddenly shuts off as The Medusa Sserum rapidly turns into useless brown sludge, "What the," Dave said.

And The Medusa Serum ray exploded blasting Dave and his minion across the base. The explosion also sent the exam tables flying. The straps are instantly rip off as the tables went one direction and we went another. The tables slammed into a wall pinning some unfortunate octopi. Another table slams into Dave's face knocking him out. We turned our uncontrolled flying into a controlled somersault and we landed on our feet in front of Dave.

"What... how...did...you... know," Dave said as he drifted in and out of consciousness.

"Let just say I have experience in exploding inventions," Kowalski said.

"Some would say too much," Private said.

Kowalski gives Private a indignant look as Rico nods in agreement, "Yeah that checks out," I said causing Kowalski to direct it at me.

"This was supposed to be my victory!" Dave said.

"There's always next year," Kowalski said, "Not."

"Happy New Year Daryl!" I said as I punched Dave in the face.

"It's Dave!" Dave screamed.

"You sure about that," I said causing his octopi to look back and forth between themselves and Dave in confusion.

"MY NAME IS DAVE!" Dave screamed as Rico hacked up a smoke bomb and we made our exit.

"Self-destruct activated," A computer said, "Also Kowalski sends his regards."

"Well played Penguins," Dave said, "Well played."

We rushed out the door as Dave Base exploded. The we jumped thru the door before the shock-wave could reach us. We landed feeling the heat of a fire as we walked away from the explosion without looking back. I took a quick look around and saw that we were on the roof of...

One Times Square

T-minus 00:30 to midnight

"Skipper," Kowalski said looking up, "We have a problem."

"What kind of problem?" I said.

"Listen," Kowalski said.

Chuck Charles voice booms out of a loudspeaker in the square, "And the moment you all be waiting for... in twenty-five... twenty-four... twenty-three..."

"Ah we made it just in time for The Countdown!" I said.

"Whoa," Rico said.

"Should we stand back?" Private asked.

"Stand back from what?" I said noticing a pole in front of us.

"Look up," Kowalski said as the countdown continues.

"...Nineteen... Eighteen..."

"Alright," I said looking up to humor him and immediately regretted it.

"Oh... Let's back up," I said seeing the crystal coated sphere rapidly descends towards us.

"Options?" I asked.

"Sixteen... fifteen... fourteen... get ready to count with us New York," Charles said in his news voice.

"Get back or we could all explode!" Kowalski said.

"Whoo-hoo!" Rico said.

"Only you would be excited at the concept of blowing up Rico," I said as we quickly backed away from the descending ball.

As we quickly back away the countdown continued, "Ten..."

"Move!" I screamed.

"NINE!"

"It's coming down!" Kowalski screamed.

"EIGHT!"

"Well looks like it's ending with a bang," Private said.

"SEVEN!"

"Ka-boom?" Rico said.

"No!" We all shouted as we dragged Rico away.

"SIX! FIVE!"

"I wanna go boom!" Rico said.

"Well we don't!" Kowalski said as we struggled to drag Rico away.

"FOUR!"

"MOVE FASTER!" I said.

"THREE!"

We ran away from the lowering ball

"TWO!"

"Almost to safety!" I said.

"ONE!"

"Oh no," Private said.

"Ka..."

"HAPPY..."

"...blam..."

"...NEW..."

"...-o!"

"YEAR!"

The ball reach the bottom of the pole as a barrage of fireworks goes off and blasted us off the roof. We flew off the building and screamed as the shock-wave launched us into the air. Kowalski flew towards the roof The Rats were watching from, Private flew towards a flock of pigeons in flight, I was thrown towards the roof that Mooncat was still tied up on, and Rico flew in the direction of central park.

"Whoo-hoo!" Rico screamed as he was thrown through the air.

Private speed through the flock of birds resulting in a cloud of feathers, "Hey I'm flying here!" one of the pigeons screamed.

Private slammed into a spire on a nearby building and crashed to the roof, "OW," Private said.

Kowalski flew towards The Rat King but hitting the mutant rat's abs was like hitting a brick wall. There is a crunch and a loud yelp of pain as Kowalski's momentum is instantly dissipated. Kowalski stays on The Rat King's chest for a moment before falling to the ground unconscious. The Rat King had fallen over but was completely unharmed.

"Ha!" He said standing up, "You can't even knock me out accidentally!"

"Ow," Kowalski said rubbing his head, "What was that wall made of..."

Kowalski looks up to see The Rat King glaring at him, "Hi... I'm the wall," Rat King said.

"Ah," Kowalski said, "An object in motion stays in motion unless acted upon by another force."

"I'm not another force!" Rat King said.

Rat King then looked confused, "Wait... what?"

Kowalski took his moment of confusion to leave, "Uh... bye," he said as he sprinted out of there.

I was leaned against a wall on the rooftop of One Astor Plaza, "Well that started with a bang."

Unfortunately was leaning against the wall next to Mooncat, "You are going to untie me right?"

"Give me a second," I said, "I was just blown up you know."

"Yeah... I saw," Mooncat said.

"Happy New Year by the way," I said.

"Happy New Year," Mooncat said.

Kowalski and Private rushed onto the roof, "Has anyone seen Rico?"

"First things first," I said, "Untie our non-lunar feline friend."

"Oh sorry we kind of forget about you Max," Private said as he and Kowalski untied the cat.

"Oh by the way," Mooncat said pointing in the direction of Central Park, "I saw Rico get thrown in that direction by the explosion."

"Thank you," I said.

"I hope you have a great New Year!" Mooncat said.

"To Auld Lang Syne old friend," I said as we left to find Rico.

"Auld Lang Syne which usually translates to..."

"NOT NOW KOWALSKI!" I shouted.

"Bye Penguins!" Mooncat said.

Happy New Year!

(The Penguins of Madagascar theme plays)