I’ve been meaning to do this for a while..
Okay, it’s so random but here we go.
So shelby and i was talking about the madagascar trip, and we decided that it would be fun to justify why we were just like our designated characters.
So, i’ll start. Idk if anyone else will do this, but hey; im going for it.
First of all, i was the penguin. I’m not all up on madagascar, but wikipedia and such websites gave me the idea that skipper was a little plotting penguin. And heres why i could relate.
Right, my parents had decided to go for a drink one night at some clubs in town to celebrate some birthday or some other occasion of the sort , so my grandma was babysitting my twin sister and i for the night. ( We were about 7/8 years old). So it hit about sixish; and the clock did that weird big ben bong that drives you insane, and thats when i decided - that we needed some- fun. So out came the crayolas and some back page of a colouring book, and i began to make the plan.
The parentals left, said their goodbyes, gave out some kisses and left,and we were tucked all up in our bunkbeds. The door slammed and the headlights turned down the street, but i knew i would have to wait a while longer. give it an hour, an hour for my gran to drop off throughout some 90’s game show, including a lot of glitter and dull but bright colours.
she checked on us for the last time and finally made her way across the landing to her room. First move, wake up my sister. yeah, that was probably the hardest thing. check. show her the plans. check. next step. Dress our two lifesized dogs in our pyjamas and place them under the covers, just enough clothes showing to pass as a person , with socks hanging out the bottom. Done. We must have caused some commotion as she kept coming into check on us and demand we go back to sleep, but by that point, we were blatently in our beds, under the covers, laughing like 7 year olds do.
It became quiet, so we decided to make a move out the room. The alarm was on, but i had known from past experience that if you were extra careful you could easily outsmart it. This has only been through attempts to retrieve roo juice. We krept down the stairs, every single one creeked, and past the alarm into the kitchen.
The window was the obvious and most exciting way out, so that it was. But not without finding the key and again.. getting the juice. So after a while of fumbling around the kitchen we were set. two kids half naked climbing out a kitchen in the window in the middle of the night wasnt strange at all. We left a gap just enough to fit our hands back through to get back in, and then off to the park it was.
We partied there all night, i mean back then it wasnt like murder even existed so we didn’t care, all we cared about was how many turns we had on the slide. Yadadadada.
We snook back in the early hours of the morning, no body none the wiser. The end.
:)
