The pengins began to proceed their journey before the sun came up to spare themselves from the blistering sun for awhile. That morning the heat was untoleratentable. bởi eleven Rico couldn't take walking anymore, so he slid on his belly.
As they inclined up a đồi núi, hill Private's eyes randomly began to light up. He daydreamed off into the distance. It wasn't long before Rico and Kowalski joined him in his gaze.
"What are bạn boys looking at? I don't see anything." Skipper questioned.
"Don't bạn see the H.Q.?" Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến pointing to nothing.
"No, what are bạn talking about Kowalski? It's a lunacorn not the H.Q." Private đã đưa ý kiến with his hands on his hips.
"No, FFFFFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Rico exclaimed excitedly.
The three raced up as fast as they could and chim bồ câu, bồ câu to meet reality. They soon were forced to except reveries weren't real.
"Where's the lunacorn?"
"And the H.Q.,"
"Ffffiiissshhhh?" Rico whined.
"That was just a marash, boys! This món tráng miệng is doing things to your brains. bạn can't trust everything bạn see." Skipper scolded.
"Sorry, Skipper. I was just so sure of it ....... I mean it seemed so-" Kowalski said.
"So real," Private interrupted astonishedly.
"Yes!!" Skipper cried elatedly. Skipper rushed over the hill. The other penguins exchanged bewildered and concerned faces.
"What I say?" Private shrugged. They began to follow Skipper. They couldn't believe their eyes. It was an oasis with a tall shady building behind it, that gave Private a bad feeling in his gut. Skipper cupped his flippers and gathered water. He slurped it up rapidly. The refreshing water trickled down his soar dry throat. It was like a sip of glory.
"No, it can't be real, it has to be a marash again." Kowalski gasped. The other two paid no attention and started tumbling down the đồi núi, hill to the oasis. Rico leaped in screaming, "Fffiiissshh!"
"Wait, that can't be Hans' lair!" Kowalski shouted gesturing to the colossal building.
"Why not?" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến turning to Kowalski. Everyone stopped with their beaks dropped wide open in fear. "Because of him!!!!!!" Private screamed. A low growl came from behind Skipper. He gulped and turned around. Two crocodiles bore their rotting teeth.
"Looks like we've got ourselves some trespassers." The first croc snarled.
"Trespassers? No, these birds are our guests. We're going to have them for lunch." The một giây one jeered. His partener burst out laughing.
"Shut up!" He snapped at him in return.
"Oh, boy! What are we having for lunch?" Private questioned naively. Skipper slapped him.
"Private, they're having us!" Kowalski shouted.
"No, they're not! Because we're not going down without a fight!" Skipper encouraged. "Rico, weapons!"
Under Skipper's command Rico did as he was told. Skipper grabbed a chainsaw and charged at the first one. The other one snatched Skipper up in his jaws and began to bite down on him. Private tackled his snout, while the other two took on the first reptile. "Rico, give me a rope!" Private cried. Private held his foes mouth open and grabbed the rope in his beak. "Private, get out of here!" Skipper called out from the back of the monster's throat. "And let bạn get eaten?!" Private cried back. "Whatever it takes to keep bạn safe." Skipper exclaimed, clinging to the throat for his life.
"Just take the rope, Skippah!" Private yelled. Skipper grasped it as Private tugged with all his strength. He yelped out in pain. "Private, bạn have to stop you're hurting yourself."
Marlene glared out the window her eyes full of rage. Hans stood tiếp theo to her with his flipper around her. "How come your guards haven't killed them yet? They're birds they should be easy to kill."
"I promise bạn I'll make it extremely agonizing for Skipper if they survive this."
"Good,"
"I can do it, Skippah! I'm not letting go!" Privae said. Just then Private was thrown out of the mouth along with Skipper on the other end of the rope. Rico and Kowalski tied up the opponet and shoved a stick between the upper and lower jaws of the other. "Let's di chuyển in, gentlemen!" Skipper said.
As they inclined up a đồi núi, hill Private's eyes randomly began to light up. He daydreamed off into the distance. It wasn't long before Rico and Kowalski joined him in his gaze.
"What are bạn boys looking at? I don't see anything." Skipper questioned.
"Don't bạn see the H.Q.?" Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến pointing to nothing.
"No, what are bạn talking about Kowalski? It's a lunacorn not the H.Q." Private đã đưa ý kiến with his hands on his hips.
"No, FFFFFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Rico exclaimed excitedly.
The three raced up as fast as they could and chim bồ câu, bồ câu to meet reality. They soon were forced to except reveries weren't real.
"Where's the lunacorn?"
"And the H.Q.,"
"Ffffiiissshhhh?" Rico whined.
"That was just a marash, boys! This món tráng miệng is doing things to your brains. bạn can't trust everything bạn see." Skipper scolded.
"Sorry, Skipper. I was just so sure of it ....... I mean it seemed so-" Kowalski said.
"So real," Private interrupted astonishedly.
"Yes!!" Skipper cried elatedly. Skipper rushed over the hill. The other penguins exchanged bewildered and concerned faces.
"What I say?" Private shrugged. They began to follow Skipper. They couldn't believe their eyes. It was an oasis with a tall shady building behind it, that gave Private a bad feeling in his gut. Skipper cupped his flippers and gathered water. He slurped it up rapidly. The refreshing water trickled down his soar dry throat. It was like a sip of glory.
"No, it can't be real, it has to be a marash again." Kowalski gasped. The other two paid no attention and started tumbling down the đồi núi, hill to the oasis. Rico leaped in screaming, "Fffiiissshh!"
"Wait, that can't be Hans' lair!" Kowalski shouted gesturing to the colossal building.
"Why not?" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến turning to Kowalski. Everyone stopped with their beaks dropped wide open in fear. "Because of him!!!!!!" Private screamed. A low growl came from behind Skipper. He gulped and turned around. Two crocodiles bore their rotting teeth.
"Looks like we've got ourselves some trespassers." The first croc snarled.
"Trespassers? No, these birds are our guests. We're going to have them for lunch." The một giây one jeered. His partener burst out laughing.
"Shut up!" He snapped at him in return.
"Oh, boy! What are we having for lunch?" Private questioned naively. Skipper slapped him.
"Private, they're having us!" Kowalski shouted.
"No, they're not! Because we're not going down without a fight!" Skipper encouraged. "Rico, weapons!"
Under Skipper's command Rico did as he was told. Skipper grabbed a chainsaw and charged at the first one. The other one snatched Skipper up in his jaws and began to bite down on him. Private tackled his snout, while the other two took on the first reptile. "Rico, give me a rope!" Private cried. Private held his foes mouth open and grabbed the rope in his beak. "Private, get out of here!" Skipper called out from the back of the monster's throat. "And let bạn get eaten?!" Private cried back. "Whatever it takes to keep bạn safe." Skipper exclaimed, clinging to the throat for his life.
"Just take the rope, Skippah!" Private yelled. Skipper grasped it as Private tugged with all his strength. He yelped out in pain. "Private, bạn have to stop you're hurting yourself."
Marlene glared out the window her eyes full of rage. Hans stood tiếp theo to her with his flipper around her. "How come your guards haven't killed them yet? They're birds they should be easy to kill."
"I promise bạn I'll make it extremely agonizing for Skipper if they survive this."
"Good,"
"I can do it, Skippah! I'm not letting go!" Privae said. Just then Private was thrown out of the mouth along with Skipper on the other end of the rope. Rico and Kowalski tied up the opponet and shoved a stick between the upper and lower jaws of the other. "Let's di chuyển in, gentlemen!" Skipper said.
