King Julien

October 31st, 2004, DreamWorks Studios, Redwood City, California, a conference room
The main producers of DreamWorks Studious, and several directors, authors and animators, respectively, were seated around a large, rectangular table. Today it is empty, save for Tom McGrath; a creative consultant, director, producer, and sometimes voice actor for some of DreamWorks’ films, who is an older man in his forties, with brownish, thinning hair, Jeff Katzenberg, a.k.a THE Head Honcho at DreamWorks, Eric Darnell, like Tom McGrath, a writer, and Mirelle Soria, a film editor.
The men and women seated here...

When the family hug finally stopped, it was getting late (it already was). 
"I'm so happy, this will be your first night home!" Urka said.
Rico shook his head. "I already have a home."
"Oh then. Are 你 still staying?"
"No."
Urka nodded. "Wherever you're going, my boy, we'll go."
"Rico lives with his 老友记 in America," Ru said.
"All the way in America? How are we suppose to get there before night?!"
"One of his 老友记 build a machine to take us here, and back," Rica said.
"Plus, one of his 老友记 came with him!" Ru explained. 
Urka looked around. "Are 你 sure you're not in a crazy stage?"
"Kowalski!"...

"Dad, we must do something!" Private 说 when Katherine went out of the HQ.
'He called me dad' Skipper thought "I'll go to save her"
"I want to go with you" Private 说 when Skipper climbed up on the ladder.
"No, it's too dangerous, son"
"So we'll go with you" Kowalski said.
"Ok, only 你 and Rico, Private, stay in here"
"Drink it, that will heal you" Kowalski 说 and gave Private his invention juice. They went out of the HQ.
Meanwhile Katherine entered to Blowhole's lab.
"Blowhole?" There was dark. Suddenly she felt a hit on her head and she fainted.
"What happened?" Katherine 说 to herself when...

I'll think of a 标题 later...

Chapter One: The Transfer
“Skipper, maybe 你 should take a look at this.” Kowalski swivelled the monitor round to Skipper. “Transferred? Aquarium? California? OTTER?!?” Skipper scanned the document, but it seemed foolproof enough. “How are we going to tell Marlene?” Private asked meekly. “We is a generalization, Private. I’m going alone.” Skipper wasn’t sure he was making the right decision, but if not then he’d just wing it as usual. “Are 你 sure, Skipper?” Kowalski asked, poking up from behind him. “Positive, soldier. If I’m not...