The Penguins' Abnormal Friday

By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Yes, I love Penguins Of Madagascar, and it should be beyond obvious why. And yes, I love it more than almost anything else on television. Why am I simply babbling all of this to you? You came for the fanfic, not for me. So let me stop babbling and let you guys enjoy the fanfic. See you later, ladies and gentlemen!

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Skipper exited his home, moving the bowl out of the way as he jumped out. Kowalski, Private, and Rico quickly followed, the four having woke up in time. Skipper briefly looked up at the sky, rubbing his chin as he turned to Kowalski.

"Kowalski, tell me how good the weather is." Skipper commanded as he pointed his left flipper at Kowalski, who turned to face Skipper.

Kowalski licked his left flipper as he pointed upward at the sky. "Fifty two percent blue, fifty nine percent cloudy, ninety nine percent excellent." He quickly calculated as he looked up at the clear blue sky, with several white pouffy clouds in the sky.

Private clapped his flippers together with glee as he popped up in between Skipper and Kowalski. "Ooh! Ooh! Tell me we're going to go get some snow cones today!" He exclaimed, getting giddy.

Skipper chuckled as his flippers were firmly on his hips, turning around to pat Private on the head. "Of course we're getting snow cones, Private! Delicious, sugary sweetness all nicely frozen up!" He jumped into the water surrounding their home, with Kowalski, Private, and Rico following as they exited their zoo pen, heading out in the open walkway.

Private sighed as he placed his hands on his chests, chiming in his normally high pitched British accent, "I just wonder what we're going to do today! It could be anything!"

Skipper briefly turned around, pointing at Private. "Private! You just can't go lolligaging like an uneducated schoolgirl! You have to be sharp, kep your eyes peeled on anything!" He turned around, only to slip on a ripe banana peel, landing on his face.

Kowalski, Private, and Rico all gasped in shock as they helped Skipper up, who rubbed the back of his head as he stood up, shaking his head quickly as he pushed the others aside.

"Can someone tell me what just happened?" Skipper demanded as he turned to his three fellow penguin comrades, hearing some laughter. He turned to his left, seeing King Julien in front of him, prompting him to sigh and roll his eyes. "Oh, it's just you, lemur. What do you want?"

Julien waved his right hand at Skipper, dismissing him. "Silly penguin. I just so happen to overhear what you were doing, so I decided to tag along for the ride!" He exclaimed as he waved his hands in the air, running over to Rico and hugging him tightly.

Kowalski rubbed his chin curiously as Private blinked, turning to face Skipper. "When did Julien decide to come with us to get some snow cones?"

Skipper sighed as he still had his flippers on his hips, slowly shaking his head. "I don't know, Private, but one thing's for certain..." He glared at Julien as he waddled to the lemur king, turning him around and poking into his chest several times. "You better not foul up our snow cone agendas, furball!"

Julien scoffed as he pushed Skipper away. "Please! As if I, the grand king of this zoo, needs to be alarmed by your presence. Let us go and get the delicious snow cones, no?" He wagged one of his fingers, shouting back, "They're not just going to wait there themselves, are they?"

The four penguins looked at each other and shrugged in unison, waddling behind King Julien as the five animals exited the zoo, without being sited by any humans. This was especially crucial as it was Friday morning, slowly going into the afternoon.