#Penguins of Madagascar fanfiction

[iamhowlingmad]

Ever wondered how Rico got his scars? Yeah, me too.

This story is both an interpretation and a reflection—a way of processing the world we live in and how deeply broken it feels at times. A world that’s often sick in ways we can’t fully name.

It’s also a memorial to a past version of myself I’ve left behind, but will never forget.

In a most respectful way - I hope it will hurt you the same way it hurt me.

[lowkeiloki]

things that have happened to tpom characters in my dreams

Hans almost got cooked at a restaurant

Skipper died (Mort lended him his life force to finish the battle and then die for good)

king julien got cancelled

[daymemebeliever]

Which fanfic should I post next? :D

This all would be one-shots or just a few chapters long. :) I have a couple ideas for longer fics in the works as well.

[minebentobox]

So last night I had a dream that someone found out that the Madagascar lemurs were based on ancient gods - and it was like a historian on Tiktoc that was giving the story. She was like doing a doctoral research project on this one “dead” religion and realized that the Madagascar Lemurs were based around this religion.

And it all centered around who Maurice was gonna marry - Maurice was like a fertility god of sorts.

ANYWAY so mort and Julian both wanted Maurice’s hand in marriage but he was giving to Julian - to give balance. A cycle of death and rebirth - to keep the world balanced.

Julian was the god of death, and mort was the god of greed. And no one wanted the god of greed to have a union with the god of fertility.

So ANYWAY mort swore revenge and was secretly planing to eat the king and capture Maurice to hold for himself

But in meantime he would pretend to worship and adore Julian.

Anyway so the writers admitted that they were practitioners of this religion - and the news media was going crazy because suddenly a whole bunch of kids and teens were starting to say they were part of this religion. And turns out it was NOT dead but like just quite. And there were even hymns retelling the story of how Mort ate king Julian.

And someone said what was wrong with the world now was the union between mort and Maurice had resulted in it being a cycle of Production and Consumption. So basically corporate greed is because Mort is greed and is holding Maurice.

So instead of death and rebirth, it’s production and consumption. And so mort with a 🚫 over him had become the new “down with capitalism” slogan.

[fandomsproductions]

TPOM Rebounded: Prologue

SEN ACTUALLY WRITES??? SEN WRITES THE THINGS SHE SAID SHE'D WRITE FOR ONCE??? THIS IS A MOMENT IN HISTORY 🤯

So this is the Prologue to my TPOM Humanization fanfic!! I wrote this in the middle of Typhoon Kristine lol, Special thanks to God Himself for sending Typhoon Kristine so I can write :D

Cross-Posted on AO3, Read it here! ~ weld /weld/: to join something together through heat or fire.

" If anyone's work is burned up, he will suffer loss, though he will be saved, but only as through fire. " 1 Corinthians 3:15 (yes, I am quoting the bible in a tpom fanfic. no, I will not stop.)

The crackle of the fire reflected all over the buildings, its warmth spreading through the group of people stuck in the forest, fighting against the cool air trying to overtake the atmosphere. Its light illuminated through the laboratory, a guide for the people in the shadow of the night.

The warmth continued to engulf the group, resonating deep within their skin. The cold air tried to overtake it, but unfortunately, it could not stop the fire from charring their skin.

The people's screams were too much to handle, yet Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico had to prevail. That child needed them.

Skipper desperately held the fire extinguisher up, removing as much fire as possible. Then, he heard Kowalski shout, " SIR! WE FOUND THE KID! " as he and Rico exited the room where the child was found in.

" Is.. is he- "

" Yes, he's still alive. But, he's passed out. " Kowalski blurted out, holding the child in his arms. He looked at most 2 years old, with ashes covering his face, and a large burn mark on his arm.

Rico ran over to them, pointing at the fire exit. " But.. what about the others? They still need our help. " Kowalski looked towards the hall of the laboratory that they were in, still engulfed in flames.

" We were tasked with finding this child, we're already done here. The rest of the Southscope will save the others, now let's get out of here! " Skipper looked down at the child and ushered his team out of the burning laboratory.

The four ran through the hall, Skipper and Rico extinguishing the flames. Kowalski held the child as tightly as possible, feeling the smoke invading his lungs, the screams echoing through his ears, and the warmth of the fire on his face. He started hyperventilating, then he coughed, and coughed again, slowing down his pace as he started wheezing.

" GET IT TOGETHER SOILDER! WERE ALMOST THERE! " Skipper reeled him back up harshly, and they all continued to the exit. The three ran down the fire exit and eventually escaped the building.

Their comrades approached the four, attending to them. The three removed their masks, taking in the fresh air for the first time in what felt like an eternity. " Wh... where’s Sam...? " Skipper wheezed.

One of the soldiers that approached them looked back, looking at an ambulance, and stretcher with a person fully covered by a blanket. He took off his hat, " He didn't make it. " He sighed solemnly.

The three's eyes widened, and a silence overtook them all.

Skipper spoke up, " May he rest in peace. " Skipper looked down, " He was a great agent and influence to us all, I- " Skipper said but got interrupted by shouting and screaming from the head of the Bureau itself, Buck Rockgut.

" NONE OF YOU GOT THE FILES?! NO ONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH INFORMATION THOSE FILES HAD?!- " They could hear him scold and shout at another group of soldiers. Then, he approached them. " YOU THREE. DID YOU SEE A WHITE ENVELOPE WITH A BLUE LABEL ANYWHERE IN THAT LABORATORY? " He towered over them, looking down upon them.

" N... no sir. We didn't see anything." Kowalski stuttered nervously.

" OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING! YOU CAN BARELY EVEN SHOOT PROPERLY! " Buck shouted at Kowalski. " YOU TWO. DID YOU SEE ANYTHING?! ANYTHING AT ALL?!" He turned to Skipper and Rico.

" We... We did not see anything in the building sir. But, we did find the child. Kowalski was the one who found it. " Skipper answered, his voice firm.

Buck looked at Kowalski, then at the child. "At least you three can do your jobs. " He said, looking at the group he was shouting at earlier. " YOU. Get these four to the medical bay ASAP, they've been here long enough. " Buck turned to one of the doctors tending to the four. She nodded and ushered Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, and the child who was still passed out, into an ambulance. Meanwhile, Buck went back to shouting at the soldiers.

As the ambulance left the forest. The three looked out of the tiny window in the ambulance door, looking at the laboratory one last time as it burned down. " ....We should've done more. " Kowalski mumbled. " There are still people in there, people we could be helping. "

" We've done all we could've done Kowalski. Sam begged us to save his child, which we have done. If we stayed there any longer, you would've joined him, and we can't afford that anymore. " Skipper looked down at the ambulance floor as doctors tended to their wounds. " Our job here is done. What matters now is that we're okay, and that kid is OK. " Skipper looked at the child, who was still passed out.

Rico tapped him on the shoulder, and he asked what the child's name was. " I don't know, " Skipper answered. " According to Nigel, it's private information. His dad wanted to keep him safe so he tried not to expose him too much to the bureau. I don't blame him, dangerous things happen to us all the time. " Skipper explained. " He doesn't know where his birth records are either. "

Kowalski looked at the child solemnly. " He's too young for all of this. "

After a while, the ambulance came to a sudden stop and the four were rushed into the medbays ER. They were scarred, but they were treatable.

Nigel was outside the ER, talking to a nurse. "I want to, but I can't take care of him. My job is too risky, I won't have time to take care of him, and he'll just be put into more danger. I mean, look what happened to his father. " He explained.

" What are the other three? Would they be able to take care of him? " The nurse asked him.

Nigel thought for a moment." Possibly.. they are being moved into a secret base, so he'll be safe. We'll have to ask them first though- "Nigel's walkie-talkie turned on, " NIGEL! WE NEED YOU BACK IN HERE! WE FOUND WHO STARTED THE FIRE! " Buck shouted.

" ....sir... my nephew is st- " Nigel stuttered.

" YOU CAN ATTEND TO HIM LATER! RED IS GETTING AWAY AS WE SPEAK! " You could hear the chaos on the other side of the walkie-talkie.

" The Red...?- I’M ON MY WAY SIR! " Nigel immediately started running towards the exit. The nurse ran after him, " WHAT ABOUT YOUR NEPHEW?! "

Nigel looked back, " Those three will deal with him. I'll be back as soon as possible, I promise! " Then, he ran out of the ER. The nurse looked at him dumbfounded and sighed. She walked over to the room where Skipper, Rico, and Kowalski were in, and explained everything that just happened.

“ As you all know, Sam Fisher, the child's father, has died. His mother disappeared after she gave birth and we do not have any way to track her. Nigel is his only family and is unable to take care of the child, and he has left it up to you to decide what to do with him. “ The nurse explained.

" He wants us to take care of him..? " Kowalski mumbled, his voice soft and deep in thought.

“ If you are also unable to, we can send him to an orphanage– “

" No, we can't let that happen to him! " Skipper attested as he stood up. " That child deserves whatever love, home, safety, or normalcy he can get. If we’re his only chance at a normal life, so be it. What do you think boys? “ Skipper turned to his brothers, his eyes pleading with them.

Kowalski and Rico thought for a moment, turning to each other with an understanding look. Kowalski then spoke up, “ Of course, we'll let him stay with us! He needs a family. " Kowalski smiled, gladly accepting the child into the family. Rico nodded, agreeing with Kowalski.

" It's settled then. We'll adopt him! " Skipper looked at the nurse proudly.

" Alright then, " She smiled and wrote something down on her clipboard. " He just woke up a while ago, a couple of doctors already explained what happened. You could go see him now if you want, and I'll get someone to sort out the legal documents. " The nurse stood up and left.

The three smiled at each other. "Well, what are you two waiting for? Let's go meet our new brother! " Skipper grinned with a warmth the two had never heard before as he left the ER, the other two following him happily.

The three arrived at the hospital room, peeking through the door. The young child was sniffling quietly, squeezing a pillow while he was curled up on his bed. The three observed the child, and then looked at each other, their expression somber. Skipper knocked on the door and slowly opened it.

The child looked up at them, his eyes still red. “ Hello, a-are you my family..? “

The three looked at each other, then at the child. “ No not really, your actual family is either busy or d- “ Kowalski suddenly blurted out. Skipper then proceeded to slap him. “ KOWALSKI YOU ARE NOT HELPING. “ Skipper chastised. “ Sorry about that, kid. “

The child looked at them very confused. “ what..? “

Skipper sighed and placed his hands on the kid's shoulders. “ I know we’re not related, and you’ve never seen us before. But, you’ve got us now, and we’ve got each other. If that’s not a family, I don’t know what is. “ Skipper smiled at the child's voice softer and sweeter than usual.

“ My name’s Skipper, and that's Kowalski and Rico. Rico doesn't talk, and Kowalski talks too much. “ Skipper gestured over to his brothers as they both greeted the child. “What's your name? “

“ My dad said it's private information and I shouldn’t tell anyone. “ The child squeaked.

Skipper thought for a moment. “ We’ll just call you Private then, is that alright? “

“ Yes, yes that’ll be okay..! “ Private nodded.

The three sat near Private's side, Skipper keeping his hand on his shoulder. They proceeded to get to know each other. Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico have never been as close as they were that night. It was as if Private was a glue that was sticking them together. This almost reminded Skipper of the time Manfredi and Johnson took in Rico. Oh, Manfredi and Johnson would’ve loved Private.

As the night grew quieter, their conversations only grew louder and happier. Their family has finally found its missing piece, a piece that was ripped out of them ever since the incident happened. And at that moment, they were finally completed.

[auntt5dp]

Hi everybody:))

I hope you have already heard about me, if you haven't, I'm Auntt5dp!! (Auntt5d_p on Ao3)

I love writing ffs, The Penguins of Madagascar and My Chemical Romance!

I wrote a few words on TPoM recently and I'd appreciate it if you'd give it a shot! Thank you<3

[summerfactorfiction]

THE SLOW BURN IS DONE COOKING AND DINNER IS SERVED!! <3

[autumnmooncakes]

The Snow Cone Apocalypse

A Penguins of Madagascar fanfic

Synopsis: Kowalski creates a snow cone machine that overwhelms New York City. Based on the ending of The Penguins of Madagascar season 2 episode 2 'It's About Time'.

[mxbrine]

The beauty behind the pain:

Joycelyn (Joyce): made by me! (aka Joyz)

Dave the Octopus: created by Dreamworks!

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(Daves POV)

3am, a dark time, my favourite time, my time to relax and forget. As an evil octopus scientist who is taking care of his assistant, it is hard to get some time alone. Every week or so, ill bathe. My favourite night of the week, mostly Sundays. The bath is set is as warm as a campfire on a cold summers night. Well, i dont actually know what that feels like but that is how imagine it. Anyway, during this time, ill overlook my thoughts and the pain thought that raised my attention was Joyce. “Was i in love with her?” Maybe? “Would she love me?” Unsure. Then suddenly i thought of what she always would say about me, my personality, my attitude, my looks? All positive compliments. One thing she would always repeat was, “i wish you could see how i see you Dave, the beauty inside.” This comment confuses me. How am I beautiful? Then i decided to look in the mirror. Her voice popped into my head again, “you are beautiful.” Tears flowed down my face. Was she telling the truth, am i actually beautiful? Is Dave the Octopus not a monster?

The morning after:

(Joyce POV)

A sunny monday morning. The start of a new week. Its been 2 weeks since ive been in Daves care. An octopuses care. Quite a smart octopus, a octopus with a delicate yet presious personality. As soon as i sat down to embrace the morning, Dave came up to me, tearing up. Suddenly he hugs me, breaking down completely.

“Joyz, Thank you…” Dave spoke in an appreciative manner.

I was confused to say the least but i was in the position to comfort him.

“Hey hey, for what?” I said, while hugging back.

Dave spoke, tears running down his face, “as if you dont know Joyz…i mean…Joyce…”

Dave corrected himself? He would always call me “Joyz” never “Joyce.”

“Fine, if you dont know, figure it out yourself two tenticled but for now..” he teared up, “Hug me…”

That morning, my two week anniversary of being kidnapped, Dave and i just hugged eachother, Dave needed it and honestly, so did i…

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Credits:

I’d like to credit my bsf @brattzbride for reading over this and helping me with my fanfic so far! 💜

[dixieconley]

Penguins of Madagascar in Star Wars

:::Penguins suddenly finding themselves on Coruscant:: Skipper: Okay, so where are we, what's happening and where can we find a case of Cheezy Dibbles? Kowalski: Judging by the architecture, variance in body type and multi-level traffic, it appears we are on Coruscant.  Given the number of identical armored soldiers, we seem to arrived during the Clone Wars. Private: Ooh, ooh!  We can stop the war and save everyone! Skipper: Slow your roll, Private.  Prioritize!  We need to focus on what's really important.  Kowalski!  What's our nearest source of lightsabers? Kowalski: That would be the Senate dome, sir.  Chancellor Palpatine is in possession of two. Skipper: Let's go! Private: B-Bu-but....

::Not too much later:: Palpatine: Waterfowl?!  ::pushing his comm button:: Commander!  Get in here!  I need you to take care of some intruders! Fox: ::muffled:: Yes, sir.  On my way. Skipper: Rico, Kowalski!  Find me some lightsabers! Private: Skipper, what can I do? Skipper: Do that thing I like. Private:  ::sighs, makes funny face:: Skipper: That's my Private.  Now where are we, Kowalski? Kowalski: ::ducking kick from Palpatine:: Sorry, sir.  Distinct lack of lightsabers, sir. Skipper: ::on top of Palpatine's desk, fighting Palpatine hand-to-flipper:: Well, get on with it, soldier!  We need those lightsabers! Private: ::opening drawer, finding lightsaber::  Sir, sir! Skipper: Not the time, Private! Private: ::picks up lightsaber:: Ooh, a button! ::Palpatine gets sabered through the heart and falls over on top of Skipper:: Skipper: The Dark Side!  Rico! ::Rico and Private slide Palpatine off onto the floor:: Kowalski: ::secret compartment swinging open beside him:: Sir!  I have a lightsaber! Skipper: Good work, Kowalski!  You are a valued member of this team.

::five minutes later:: Fox: ::opening door to the Chancellor's office:: Sir? ::Penguins dashing around office hacking furniture apart with lit lightsabers, chancellor's body on the ground:: Skipper: The fuzz!  Rico, I need an exit! Rico: ::cuts a hole in the window with a lightsaber:: ::Penguins escape out, parkouring through multiple levels of traffic on their way to the Jedi temple for more lightsabers:: Fox: … Fox: Maybe I *do* need to cut back on my caf intake.

::some time later, on the steps of the Jedi temple, each penguin with a lightsaber hanging at their side:: Skipper: Now for the next item on our list-- Private: Liberating the clone army and giving them rights! Skipper: No, Private.  Jetpacks!  Kowalski, location! Kowalski: The closest source of jetpacks would be the clone army, sir.  If we stow away on one of their transport shuttles, we can reach their main ships where they would be located. Skipper: Good work, Kowalski!

From there, depending on which ship they ended up on:

::with the 212th:: ::Cody and Obi-Wan watching the penguins jetting around, ARCs trying to chase them down.:: Obi-Wan: I have no idea what's going on right now.  Do you? Cody: Clone Force 99 were due to arrive.  It appears they may have run into some trouble. Obi-Wan: ...I'll contact the council.

::with the 501st:: Everyone: Wheeee!!!  (Penguins and every trooper with a jetpack in the air zooming around) Ahsoka: What do we do, master? Anakin: ::running in:: Woohoo!! Ahsoka: Rex? Rex: ::facepalm::

::Pong Krell's battalion:: ::Penguins sneak in to steal jetpacks, but as they're making off with them, they get caught:: Krell: Waterfowl!  Troopers-- Private: I pushed a button! Skipper: Private, stop fooling around. Private: ::disappointed:: Yes, sir. Krell: ::stumbles due to being lightsabered in the knee:: Troopers-- Private: I pushed another button! Krell: ::falls over dead, sabered through the head:: Clones: … Commander: What are your orders, General? Skipper: I like the cut of your jib, trooper!  What's your name? Commander: Fallguy, sir. Skipper: Take us to your ship, Fallguy.  We have a war to win! Private: But that was… that was my idea. Skipper: Oh, Private. 

[karatheartzytype]

A Birthday Surprise - Chapter 1. by LoveForPoM

A fanfic I’m currently working on. Chapter 2 is almost done! <X

[iamhowlingmad]

Finally had some free time and sat my ass to write something.

I started drafting the final chapters of We are going down swinging and I am so excited

[ceiling-karasu]

Where did I hear that wasps and yellow jackets made foul tasting meat honey? I think it was that Penguins of Madagascar tv show.

Apparently that’s not true, only one South American Vulture Wasp makes honey out of meat.

Regular wasps can make some honey themselves, and it is considered an actual delicacy. Otherwise their honey mantles from bees, or even mostly licked off of bees in the early morning when they are too cold to move and are covered in sugar from their own earlier feedings.

[madagascarparty]

Official 2024 Madagascar Party Themes!

I'm excited to officially announce the 2024 Madaparty themes!

You can make fanart, fanfiction, amvs, memes, edits, analysis, animation, cosplay, and any other type of fan content you can think of.

You do not have to do every theme to participate! You also aren't limited to one thing per theme or per day. You don't have to make your contributions on the theme days themselves. Feel free to get a head start if you're busy during the event but still want to post things to participate.

The themes are meant to be used as inspiration and can be interpreted however you want!

I hope everyone is excited!!! :D

[Image Description: Schedule of themes reading: Theme 1: Penguins November 28 - November 29 Theme 2: Villains November 30 - December 1 Theme 3: Dynamic Duo December 2 - December 3 Theme 4: Angst December 4 - December 5 Theme 5: Rivals December 6 - December 7 Theme 6: Zoosters December 8 - December 9 Theme 7: Family December 10 - December 11 Theme 8: Human AU December 12 - December 13 Theme 9: Redemption/Corruption December 14 - December 15 Theme 10: Alternate Universe December 16 - December 17 Theme 11: Lemurs December 18 - December 19 End ID.]

[marys-little-cringes]

Little something I've got for you. My first tPoM fanfiction in English!!! Horray!!! And my own illustration for it, of course.

[lowkeiloki]

*travels back in time to december 2023*

hello, i'm you from 2024, you are going to write the penguins of madagascar fanfiction amd post it on AO3, Poof is a tumblr sexyman now, your hamster is dead and you will have a schleich collection, lps re-release is a lie, gootbye and take care ❤️