Hello fellow readers!!! :D

Well, here's a new guest star story!!!!! :)

I don't own the penguins of Madagascar or Alina, she belongs to Pleachen2

King Julien sat on his throne sadly, worrying the other lemurs in the habitat, but no one was more worried than J.J. The young lemur prince looked up at his dad with his yellow eyes full of worry. He looked over to Maurice, who was carrying a few mango's to their snack bar. "Mr. Maurice, what is wrong with my father?"

Maurice looked up at him. "You know, around this time, every year King Julien acts a little…off." He tried to explain.

"Why?"

The aye-aye shrugged. "I'm not sure. He never tells me."

Prince J.J. tapped under his chin. "Maybe he will tell me." He said to himself. It was worth a shot. Prince J.J. climbed up the ladder of his dad's throne and sat down next to him. "Hello dad, what's up?" he asked as casually as he could manage.

King Julien blinked back into reality. "Huh?" he said. He looked over and saw his adopted son looking up at him with a smile. "Hello J.J., what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I noticed that you had the upside-down smilies." Prince J.J. pointed out. "And I was wondering why such a wonderful, great, awesome dancer like you could be sad on such a beautiful day in your honor." He said, making King Julien perk up at the compliments.

King Julien kept on his smile, but when J.J.'s question sunk in, he suddenly frowned again, as if he were remembering something. He sighed heavily. "There is not problem you should be worrying about my son." He then walked off sadly.

Prince J.J. was confused. Usually when you complimented his dad like that, he'd spill the beans on whatever you asked. "This must be seriously serious! Maurisa!" he called out, making Maurisa zoom over to his side.

"What's up J.J.?" Maurisa asked, putting a paw at her hip with a concerned look on her face. She looked over to where her friend was looking and saw a gloomy King Julein. "It's about your dad, isn't it?" she asked, making the brown furred lemur nod.

"I don't know what's wrong with him! He's just all…sad and gloomy." Prince J.J. explained.

Maurisa sighed. "J.J., I think I know what's up with him, but it's more of a hint really."

Prince J.J. looked at her interested. "Really, what is it?"

Maurisa leaned in next to him. "You see, I was having trouble sleeping again, cause a certain lemur," she glared at J.J. when she said this, "got a little gassy after eating one too many mangos that night!"

Prince J.J. blushed, knowing she meant him. "Just move onto the part with my dad, please."

"Okay, so anyways, I was walking around the lemur habitat by myself, when I see King Julien up. I hid, cause I didn't want to be caught awake after curfew, and then I heard him say the weirdest thing." She continued. "He started whispering, Alina."

"Malina?" Prince J.J. repeated, cocking a brow up. He had never heard of a name like that.

"No, Alina." Maurisa repeated, but J.J. still had never heard of her. "He looked up at the sky and just started whispering her name. It was so freaky! I went to bed with the fur sticking up on the back of my neck!" the young servant finished.

"Alina," Prince J.J. whispered, so the name could sink in. "Maurisa, we must find out who this Alina is!" Prince J.J. proclaimed.

"Where have you been the last few minutes? He just said he didn't want to tell anybody! Not even you!" Maurisa said.

"Duh, that's why I said we should FIND OUT!" Prince J.J. said.

Maurisa rolled her yellow eyes. "That aint gonna be easy J.J."

Prince J.J. looked over at his dad again. "It's worth the trying."

Maurisa smiled, J.J. was a great pal to have, and an even better son for King Julien. "Then I'm right there with ya." Those words made J.J. smile. She tapped her chin and looked up to think. "But, we're only kids, even if we do find out who Alina is, there's a pretty high chance that he'll deny it. We're going to need some help on this. Maybe the penguins can help us out."

At the moment she said that, Skipper and his team jumped out of nowhere.

"The penguins here, at your service." Skipper said with his legendary smirk on his face. He had his flippers crossed around his chest and his team behind him.

"What's wrong?" Private asked in a sweet voice as usual to the kids.

"It's my father; he's been so out of it lately. I am not sure what to do. He hasn't even said dancing, let alone, do it." Prince J.J. explained, looking up at the British penguin with sad eyes. "Can you help us, kind noble penguins?" he asked.

Skipper couldn't help but smile at the little lemur. "Well, I have enjoyed less partying lately, but if you think that it's serious, then why not?" He said. He turned around to Kowalski. "Kowalski, get information from the other lemu—" Just then, Skipper was knocked over by the lemur prince.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Prince J.J. hollered while lying on Skipper's belly. "I'll say good things about you to the sky spirits!"

Skipper was impressed. The boy had skills! "Uh…don't mention it tiny ringtail." He said, pushing the child off of him. He patted himself off then looked over to Kowalski. "Okay, NOW let's do some investigating. Operation lemur-cheerer-upper is a go!" Skipper then slid away from the habitat.

Maurisa was wide eyed along with J.J. "They are sooo cool!" The two said at the same time.

"I know right? Now let's do some investigating ourselves!" Prince J.J. said.

Later that day. . . . . . . .

Maurisa sipped her smoothie, looking around for a certain lemur. She perked up when she saw him walking towards the snack bar. "Hey daddy!" she greeted Maurice, who was placing a bowl of berries on the table. "What cha doing?" she asked as casually as possible.

Maurice smiled down at his daughter. "Oh, nothing, King Julien's been a bit under the weather if you haven't noticed." He pointed over to him as he said this. The lemur king he was speaking of was still gloomy. "It's about that time of the year anyways."

"Time of the year, so he does this EVERY year?" the young girl asked him.

Maurice nodded. "Yep."

"Does it have something to do with Alina?" Maurisa asked him. She covered her mouth, but she had just blown whatever cover she was supposed to have.

Maurice eyed her. "How'd you know her name was Alina?"

Maurisa thought for a minute. She couldn't tell her dad the REAL reason without getting in trouble for staying up late, so she just went with what she had. "Uh…I heard him whispering her name once." She finally got the guts to speak.

"Really? When? He usually doesn't do that unless it's late…at…night. Maurisa!" Maurice crossed his arms at his daughter. "You were staying up again, weren't you?"

Maurisa looked down. "Prince J.J. was farting the night away! I couldn't SLEEP there, so I decided to go out for a walk for clean, GOOD SMELLING, air." She explained. "Can you just tell me who Alina is, please!?" Maurisa said, wanting to get off topic. She looked up at her dad again with curious eyes.

Maurice sighed. "We'll talk about you staying up later." He said. "Now, for Alina, I don't know. I barely knew her, I kinda met her from Julien-I mean King Julein." Maurice started, letting Maurisa sit in his lap. "She's an old friend of the king. They were tighter than siblings it seems. Anyways, after a few events that King Julien never told me about, they started a friendship. It was around this time of the year King Julien became king."

"But, becoming royalty is a GOOD thing, isn't it?" Maurisa asked.

Maurice smiled. "It has its ups and downs. You get the food, servants, parties, games, parades, thrones, crowns…"

"And the bad things?" Maurisa asked.

"Right, right, sorry." Maurice cleared his throat. "But then you have…duties."

Maurisa snorted.

"Uh…jobs." Maurice tried. "And then you have less time for friends, family, and even time to yourself. And after a while, you forget things. King Julien forgot Alina, and now he regrets it every day. Becoming king was the best and worst thing that had ever happened to him." He finished.

"Wow." Maurisa said, taking all of it in. "So now he mourns over her like a little puppy."

"Exactly." Maurice said. He let her off of his lap. "And that's all I know. Alina used to come by the royal lemur palace back in Madagascar plenty of times, but King Julein had less and less time to spend with her. After a while, she came over less and less, and then the two just…split."

"Sounds to me like someone liked Alina." Maurisa looked over to King Julein.

Maurice nodded. "No kidding, head over tails in every bit of the way."

"So, why'd he forget her?"

Maurice shrugged. "It just happened. Sometimes, we just can't explain it."

Did you like it!? I'll have the next chapter up soon! Poor Julien! :(