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Star Child	By : ShiTiger Category: +M through R > Penguins of Madagascar Views: 2079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Star Child, Ch 4: The Rite of Queens
(Slash. Julien x Kowalski)
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'Attention passengers, this is your Captain speaking. We will be arriving shortly on the death trap... I mean, beautiful island of Madagascar. Make sure your seat-belts are tightened and pray that we can land this baby without issues,' Skipper clicked off the hand-held speaker and nodded at Private to begin decent.
'You'd better land without these issues. My consort does not have time to play the repair guy. He will be too busy partying in his new kingdom!' Julien stuck his head into the cockpit briefly before going back to his seat.
'Love really is blind, isn't it Lieutenant...' Skipper sighed, throwing Kowalski a glance over his shoulder.
'Julien is a really sweet guy, Skipper. I wouldn't trade him for the world,' the taller penguin commented, making a note on his pad.
'Not even for Doris?' Skipper smirked.
'We're just friends. I'm completely over her,' Kowalski frowned back at his squad leader. Trust Skipper to bring up his little crush on the dolphin at a time like this.
'If you say so,' the squad leader leaped onto the dashboard to watch their descent.
'At least we commandeered a working plane this time,' Private giggled, remembering their little fiasco their first time on Madagascar.
'Thankfully. We might actually make it back to New York without being stranded anywhere,' Kowalski rolled his eyes.
***
'Welcome to Madagascar, penguins!' King Julien leaped out of the plane and posed dramatically against the backdrop of trees.
'We've been here before, ringtail,' Skipper waddled down the ramp with a frown on his beak.
'Yes, but Mr. Kowalski was not royalty back then. Now you, my vady, are co-ruler of the Lemurs!' Julien yanked his lover (and husband) toward the jungle.
'I suppose we should follow them then,' Skipper grumbled.
***
Skipper jumped as shadows suddenly popped up around them, closing in on the group from all sides.
'Defense formation! Get ready for an ambush, men!'
'Oh, you silly penguin. There is no need to be worrying your little head about such things. These are King Julien's loyal subjects!' the lemur king waved his arms around as the Malagasy lemurs stepped into the light.
'Our King has returned!' the cheer rang out from the wild lemurs on the ground and in the trees.
'Yes, yes I have returned,' Julien agreed, feigning disinterest by examining his paws.
'Alright everybody! Calm down now,' Maurice attempted to quiet his fellow lemurs.
'Maurice, prepare them for my amazing announcement,' the king declared, spinning around dramatically.
'Great news, everybody! King Julien has finally taken a bride!' the adviser announced. The cheering erupted once more and the penguins found themselves crowded into the inner circle to avoid being trampled by ecstatic lemurs.
Skipper smirked at his second in command, who just rolled his eyes in return.
'It is true, my people. For many years, I searched high and low for a mate. I have finally found someone worthy of my love and affection. Someone who completes me and makes my heart leap for joy. Now, my fellow lemurs, I present Kowalski, my vady!' Julien grabbed the tall penguin's flipper and pulled him close.
Silence swept over the clearing and Kowalski felt his heart drop into his stomach. Really, what did Julien expect? They were two very different animals. Of course the lemurs wouldn't accept him as queen...
The silence was broken when Mort shouted a cheerful 'Hooray for King Julien and Queen Kowalski!'
That did it. The rest of the lemurs joined in the cheering and danced around the small group in the center. What a glorious day! Their King had finally chosen a mate.
'That was so sweet,' Private wiped the tears from his eyes, still mesmerized by Julien's speech.
'Gag,' Rico choked, already feeling a stomach heave coming on. Really, this lovey-dovey stuff was too much.
'Up to the royal platform everybody! We must feast!' King Julien proclaimed.
***
'Alright everyone. Prepare the royal feast so that we may celebrate King Julien's new bride!' Maurice ushered the other lemurs into action once they reached the wooden platform in the trees.
Kowalski groaned as Rico nudged him in the side and gave him a perverted wink.
'A flightless male bird for a Queen? This is why I should be King!'
Everyone froze, their eyes set on the red figure standing at the other end of the platform.
'Clemson? What are you doing on my island?' Julien strode to the front of the group and glared at the uninvited lemur.
'Oh, I just came to get my revenge. And by revenge, I mean that I am officially challenging you to the Rite of Queens... er, Kings as it were,' Clemson announced, staring the King down.
'What is the Rite of Queens?' Skipper asked Maurice, waiting for clarification.
'It's an ancient tradition where a female may challenge the current Queen to a battle. The winner takes the crown as Queen. Well, now that we've had a King, it's pretty much open to anyone,' the old lemur explained, watching the two rivals circle one another.
'I accept your challenge. As per the ritual, our battle will begin at sunset,' King Julien announced dramatically, turning his back on the red lemur and striding away.
'Halt the feast preparations! Evening will be upon us soon and we must prepare for the Rite of Queens,' Maurice sped the lemurs into action.
***
'Hello, flightless birds and Queen Kowalski,' Clemson approached the group with a self-satisfied smirk.
'Clemson,' the birds glared at the lemur, but made no move to attack him (much as they wanted to).
'The King has gone to rest and you should consider doing the same, challenger,' Maurice suggested, looking pointedly at Clemson.
'Of course,' Clemson agreed, reaching out and grabbing Kowalski's flipper. As he pressed an unwelcome kiss to the bird's wing, the scientist felt his stomach churn with dread.
'I assume you know the rules of the challenge,' Maurice spoke up, careful not to show any emotion.
'Naturally. A one-on-one battle to the death. No weapons may be used. Oh, and the winner becomes ruler of the lemurs and may take the Queen's consort for her own. Or in this case, his own. But I wouldn't worry, penguin. I have no interest in keeping a bird as my bride,' Clemson chuckled, walking away with a gleam in his eyes.
'A battle to the death?' Kowalski gasped.
'Yes. Those are our laws. But don't worry so much. This isn't the first time Julien's had to defend his crown. He's stronger than you think. And besides, now he has someone to protect,' Maurice smiled up at the tall penguin and reached out to pat his flipper.
'Can I see Julien now?' Kowalski gulped, his stomach tied in knots.
'Sure. But make sure you don't keep him up with questions. He really does need to rest before nightfall,' the older lemur led them off the platform and deep into the jungle.
***
'You don't have to do this, Julien,' Kowalski insisted, sitting next to the lemur's small bed of leaves.
'Yes, I do. It is my duty as King,' Julien replied, pulling the penguin down into the leaves.
'But, what if you die?' the scientist asked.
Julien looked deep into the penguin's blue eyes and leaned in to nuzzle his beak. 'Do you have so little faith in me, my vady?'
'I worry for your safety. And we both know that Clemson can be underhanded and sneaky,' Kowalski admitted, putting his flippers around the lemur's body to hold him close.
'I am knowing the red lemur's tricky ways. Do not worry, I will return to you as the victor and we shall have a big banquet to celebrate. Now, I am needing to rest more before tonight,' Julien yawned, snuggling closer to his queen and letting his body drift off to sleep.
Kowalski could only hold his mate close, unable to truly rest while his mind was racing.
***
'The rules are simple. No weapons, however you may use any ordinary things you find in the jungle. Rocks, sticks, etc. You get the point. This is a one-on-one battle, you may not have any outside help. The battle will end at sunrise. If you both return to the platform alive at that time, the battle will continue the following evening. Now, let the Rite of Queens and Kings BEGIN!' Maurice threw his hands into the air.
Kowalski watched from his special seat as Julien leapt from his end of the platform. Being a scientifically minded individual, the penguin did not believe in deities, but he couldn't help sending a quick prayer to his mate's sky spirits. {Please let him return to me. Please do not let him die.}
***
'Maurice, do I have to have bodyguards?' Kowalski asked, gesturing to the pair of lemurs standing on either side of him.
'It's tradition. You are the consort of the King. The guards are here to both protect you and ensure that you do not interfere in the Rite of Queens,' Maurice explained.
'I know it's a battle to the death and all, but how will the winning lemur prove his opponent is dead?' Skipper asked, turning to look at the older lemur.
'Oh, that. The winner must slice out his or her opponent's heart and present it to the people. The loser's body will then be burned as an offering to the sky people,' the old lemur answered.
'That's quite interesting, but completely barbaric,' Skipper announced, giving his Lieutenant a worried glance. Kowalski was looking a little green...
...tbc...
Note: Madagascar 2. The lemurs (or penguins) set up the wooden platform in the trees so that they could launch the plane. Now it is used as a their “royal platform” for special ceremonies and parties (can't forget the parties).
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