Freaked Out Marlene

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Chase Scene: Take 1

Burt: *while running by with other animals* Come on! I'm gettin' edgy to give a wedgy!

Skipper: *from behind a wall* *signals team that the ghost is clear* "So, how long will your freeze луч, рэй last?"

Kowalski: "Skipper, when your talking, bleeding edge technology like this, it's impossible to even tell-"

Twins: *unfreeze and run away screaming like girls*

Twin 1: *trips on Kowalski* "Ow!...

Предварительный просмотр of Upcoming Chapter 22:

“Hurry! It’s closing!” yelled Private, the strain ringing clearly from his voice. He grunted, straining his flipper muscles as he tried his best to keep the slowly closing tomb open for the Doberman army’s entrapment. Whatever was going on with the sarcophagus; it was really putting up a fight.

The ancient carvings on the coffin’s doors glowed once more; only this time, a bright, neon blue. The beams of topaz radiance streamed outward in various directions, stretching all the way to the cave entrance; where some of the rays bounced gracefully off the...

'Julien's Музыка player'

Private - O jejku jej!

Kowalski - Nie patrz tam!

Rico - Hej, zarościk mam!

King Julien - Pudełko me nagle rozrosło się
i unosi się hen to straszne wiem.

Mort - Król jakoś dziwnie nasz gada,
mam lęk, że to może być wada.

King Julien - Mam wielką chętkę by tak wam
nadawać!

Mort - To jest straszne, brzydkie i złe.

King Julien - Co ja zrobić mam?
Śpiewać się chce!


'I wanna control you'

Blowhole - Tylko ja doskonale wiem
jak ujarzmić bestię tę.
Czy wysłuchasz mego kojącego solo?
Wysłuchaj!
Wokół nas głupków gęsty tłum,
nie każdy ma mózg lub też inaczej...

Some of the characters from POM are in a group therapy room and I'm the therapist.
Me: Glad to see everyone here. Who'd like to begin?
P: Well, i'd like to say that I've stopped hanging around with Mort and I haven't touched a арахис масло, сливочное масло winky since June 3rd. (the others clap)
Me: 3 weeks sober. Impressive. How does it feel?
P: Well, there has been constant RINGING IN MY EARS and it feels as though my body is devouring itself from the inside! (getting ready to slap himself in the face)
K: Be strong, young Private. I know what it's like to be addictive to enjoyment.
KJ: (muttering) Psychotic scientist....

One day, a long long time ago, there was a great king. His name was King Julien. Not ME King Julien, a different one. Eh, I think he was my... great great great great great great greatr grandfather. Wait, was that too many greats? I think it was... nevermind. This King Julien was King Julien the Fifth, или King Julien V in fancy talk. He was not as great as me, but he came pretty close! He ruled over his kingdom with justice, and most of all, courage.
Everything was fantabulous, and the harvest was full of the bounties, so all of the lemurs decided to have a party. But this was not the usual...

Damion's eyes were as wide as his jaw that had dropped in terror. His tight gripp loosened until Private fell to the icy ground.
D: "Dad! Dad!"
Damion fled like a coward, but Private couldn't blame him. Jeff raced up and they both ran for their lives.
A: "Private, are Ты okay?!"
She pushed through the paniced crowd to Private, but she still couldn't reach him. All she could do was watch in terror as he laid on the ground getting trampled by the absentminded, frightened crowd.
S: "Private?! Private?!"
Private got on his flippers, but struggled to get to his feet. Then he heard her angelic voice,...

Kowalski paid no attention to the others.
S: "Kowalski, are Ты okay, soldier?"
K: "Oh, of course, Skipper, because everybody loves having their plans demolished!"
Usually Skipper would have punished Kowalski for this untypical outburst, but he took pity on the fatigued penguin.
P: "Well, we could do something together inside. Maybe, cards or-"
K: "No! Leave me to my work!"
P: "But it won't be any fun without you, Kowalski."
Kowalski frustratedly gathered his stuff and stormed out. Private looked at Skipper sadly.
R: "Whao!"
S: "Don't worry, Private Ты did nothing wrong."
R: "hggstgsgysdd safgys dgyah?"...

Eventually the sun went down, but Skipper and Private were still asleep. It wasn't long after that when Skipper woke.
S: "Private?"
Private suddenly awoke and yawned.
S: "Private, Ты need to go."
P: "Why? Ты won't hurt me."
S: "I think Ты should stay away from me ... just until Kowalski comes up with a cure."
P: "Skipper, I can't .."
S: "We don't have a choice."
P: "Yes, we do."
S: "What do Ты mean?"
P: "Skipper, bite me."
S: "No, Private. Ты need to go. It's clear I've done enough by putting those thoughts in your head."
P: "But Ты didn't!"
S: "Then who did?"
P: "I had a dream it happened."
Skipper...

Note: This is the concluding chapter. I've really had a good time Письмо this fanfiction. Thanks to all of your awesome comments. After this I plan to post another one.

They all remained hugging, until Nigel realized a primary detail in their triumph missing. The Red белка had escaped! Only he was unoblivious to this.
S: "I'm so proud of you, Young Private. You're a hero."
P: "Well, I must have got that from you, Skippa. I'm sorry for arguing with you. Are Ты mad at me for running away?"
S: "No, Private Ты saved my life. How could I be mad at Ты for that, now?"
Private smiled an enormous...

This is a story about Marlene's wild side... And how she gets it cured. (My first Fanfic)
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-Marlene's point of view-

Here I am... Sitting in my habitat. Heh. еще like a cave, или a prison... It gets lonely around here, especially at night. That's when I get the urge to go take a walk in Central Park, maybe with a friend... But I can't. It's too much for me to handle. All the freedom is so intense, it scares me. I freak out... And turn into a crazy, foaming, psychopath. And when I'm like that, I don't think. I'm just like...