Author's Note: OK...I gotta admit it...This is pretty funny...I listened to "Honkytonkbadonkadonk By: Trace Adkins", and got this idea that maybe Skipper was watching her all the time. This is filled with scenarios where Skipper might have been watching Marlene walk away. ;)

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! JUST MY SCENARIOS! THE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE AND NEITHER ARE THE SETTINGS!

It was just like every other night in Central Park Zoo. Music was blasting through the air, except this time, Julien had thrown a party just to celebrate his royal self.

Everyone was there; even the penguins! Mostly, because Marlene convinced Skipper to go. She had no idea how much power she had over them. Skipper didn't even know...But he would tonight.

Julien was dancing the night away as usual, and Skipper wasn't enjoying it..As usual. He didn't like dancing, but after Marlene got there...He most likely would.

The other penguins were enjoying themselves, happy to get a break every once in awhile. Private saw Skipper's expression of sheer boredom, and waddled over. "Skippah? Are you alright?" Skipper looked at the young Private.

"Yeah, Private...Never better! Why ask?" Private looked at him, concerned, "Well, you look like you're not enjoying yourself." Skipper leaned on his flipper, "Don't worry about me, Private. You boys just have fun. You deserve it." Private's frown turned upside-down. "Gee, thanks, Skippah!"

Private remained standing next to Skipper, "Hm, I wonder where Marlene is..." Suddenly, Skipper's attention was brought. "...You think she'd be here...After all, she is the one who got you to come." Skipper replied, "Don't worry about her either, Private. I'm sure she's fine." "OK, Skippah." Private waddled away happily.

As Private left, Skipper began to think of the otter himself, "Hmm...Where is, Marlene?" Just as the thought entered his mind, the very otter walked in the habitat.

Skipper's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He had never...seen Marlene look so...so...so...sexy. Marlene moved her hips slow and tempting a she walked. She didn't know she was walking that way. Amazing to think that it was completely natural.

Suddenly, a very familiar country song came on from Julien's "boomy-box". "Honkytonkbadonkadonk By: Trace Adkins". Skipper knew that song. He also knew...Marlene would make this hard for him to listen to.

Turn it up some

Alright boys, this her favorite song

You know that right

Marlene walked towards the dance floor. Coincidentally, this was her favorite song. It was also the one she loved to dance to most.

So, if we play it good and loud

She might get up and dance again

Skipper watched as she put the drink down that was offered to her and walked to the dance floor.

Ooh, she put her beer down

Here she comes, Here she comes

Skipper watched her hips as they moved the exact way the song said.

Left, left, left, right, left

Whoo

Soon, Skipper began singing it to himself, along with the Marlene the entire time.

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall

He looked left and right, noticing the rest of the males stop what they were doing to watch Marlene and the other girls dance. But, Skipper's eyes, were completely fixated on Marlene. Marlene noticed his stare, and the look on his face.

She continued to dance as she walked over to Skipper. He leaned back as she got closer, and kept singing.

Here she comes, Lord help us all

Marlene got closer to Skipper, then turned and walked away; still swinging her hips and tail.

Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault

Once Skipper got a peek at Marlene's behind, he couldn't help but stare.

It's so hard not to stare

At that honky tonk badonkadonk

Since he was watching so closely, Skipper noticed how her body matched the beat and rhythm of the song.

Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong

And whoo-wee

Marlene dropped low as the beat did. Skipper shook his head, trying to keep from being obnoxious.

Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone

Only now did Skipper realize just how big and wide Marlene's hips were. And he loved them.

Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on

With that honkytonk badonkadonk

Marlene came close to Skipper again. This time, she got right beside him and danced the way she knew he loved.

(Aww son)

But, that wasn't enough for Skipper. He wanted to get up and dance with her, but was paralyzed by Marlene's stunning body. Suddenly, he saw a girl in the back, staring at Marlene with a look of utter disgust and jealousy.

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her

As Marlene shook her hips more and more, Skipper became even more captivated and sung louder.

For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three

We hate to see her go

Marlene walked away from, swinging her hips like she did before.

But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk

Then, she abruptly danced back to Skipper. And stuck her butt up in the air right next to him. Skipper watched her behind shake and tempt him as her tail swung with her hips.

(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

The lemurs came up, offering him and the others a drink and turned up the music. They all turned down the drinks and just watched Marlene.

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'

Marlene had sat next to Skipper with a drink, then as the music blasted again, she got up.

When she gets the urge to dance

Drivin' everybody crazy

You think you fell in love

Skipper rolled his head and grabbed at his chest where his heart was, and smiled at Marlene. She smiled back mischievously and watched as the boys fell to the ground. Except for Julien who tried to get close to Marlene.

Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch

Julien looked at her as well, and tried to touch her. Marlene swung her tail around, hitting Julien hard in the face. He held onto his nose and fell down.

That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone

Skipper laughed before realizing...he wanted to do the same. Not slap Julien, but...

Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

Marlene rubbed up against Skipper; shaking everything she had.

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

Skipper looked at the team and pointed at Marlene.

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the

Marlene shook her butt one more time in his face, before sitting on his lap. Her arms draped around his neck as he looked at the crowd and winked.

badonkadonk)

Author's Note: (Stays silent; Mouth wide open) Oo...wow...Umm...I didn't know I was capapble of such...such...Awesomeness! Review please! For this, is only the first chapter of the great scenarios I've created! Poor Skipper...Bad Marlene! LOLnesss ;P