Madagascar and My OC: Escape 2 Africa

Chapter 1:

In Madagascar, you can here the sound of beats as animals shake to the rhythm the five animals were being pulled up on an wooden elevator by the little animals to their destination. Where there is a plane, waiting for take off by a huge slingshot made out of a hug branch from the biggest tree in Madagascar. They start to sing.

"Come on! Y'all know this one! It never gets stale!" Says Marty

It was a farewell to the pansies as they danced to the plane.

"We'll gonna miss you little fuzz buckets! You been a great crowd!" Says Alex

"By everyone! Be safe!" Says Chelsea.

"Glad we could introduce you to the toilet." Says Melman

"If you ever come look us up in Manhattan, feel free to call first."

Alex looks at the lemurs as they pick their noses.

"Seriously though, call. OK?"

A huge was coming their way and the lemurs moved.

"Settle down, everybody. Be quiet! You can't leave without this."

Suddenly, the top of the cake was popped to see King Julien.

"Hey! Surprise, freaks! Whoa!" He puts his skirt down in view for no embarrassment.

"Shake it! Shake it!" He dances again.

"Look, I'm a lady! I'm a lady, everyone!"

Marty, Gloria, Melman looked surprisingly stunned as Chelsea giggled and Alex rolls his eyes.

"I'm a lady! Not really! It's me, King Julien. Which of you is attracted to me? Hands up!"

All of the lemurs raised their hands. Julien turns back to the gang.

"Hey, freaks! You will be very glad to hear that I am coming with you."

"Oh, no, thank you." Says Alex

"Yes, thank you. It's my plane!"

Julien looks back at his citizens.

"Until I return with the spoils from the new country..."

Julien pulls out a little salamander.

"Stevie will be in charge !"

The lemurs looked confused and could not believe what they are witnessing.

"I don't think they like that idea so much, Julien."

You tell me. Thought Chelsea

"What is that you're saying, Stevie?" Julien puts the little creature to his ear as it licks.

"Oh. Oh." He chuckles.

"Could we...? No, you didn't say that! How is that even possible? Naughty little thing! Stevie says..."

He speaks in a gibberish language.

"Let them eat Cake!"

The crowd cheers. And a little squeaky voice was heard.

"King Julien. Wait for me! I'm all packed! I have a whole itinerary plqnned!"

"Oh no! It's Mort! He's so annoying! Don't let him on! Stop that thing! He's,  uh, carrying scissors and hand cream!"

The guards blocked around Mort and tackled him. Julien pushes the gang in the plane quickly.

"Everbody in! Quickly, get in, get in! Get in quick!"

"Struts."

"Check."

"Flaps."

"Check."