"Oh, I'm going to be fresh.Straight out the ground. Tasty fresh! Freshalicious!" Marty drinks from an Alex The Lion Tumbler and spits it out. "Ziploc fresh!"

Beneath his "rock", Alex pumps himself up, as the announcer on the sound pole speaks to the roaring crowd who was chanting his name on repeat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, the Central Park Zoo proudly presents:"

"Show them the cat. Who's the cat?" He told himself excitedly.

"The king of New York City."

Alex whispers along with the announcer.

"Alex The Lion!"

"It's showtime!" Marty smiled just when Alex emerges on his rock, using his foot to press a button that turns on a fan to blow his mane. Finally, the lion lets out his signature move.

"Roar!" Alex exclaimed to the crowd, posing.

The crowd went wild as fireworks erupted from both sides of the pedestal. He lived the dream. Posing for pics and doing stunts; being the star. For example, doing pushups with one hand as Marty gained a crowd his own.

"Gather around, people. A big show about to start. Check out the zebra taking care of biz. That's right." Marty showed off as he did tricks.

He fills his mouth full of water from his Water Trough and shook it side to side like mouthwash.

The zebra spits the water out, races to the other side to catch it, and spits out more water to race to the other side to catch it again. Spit toward the crowd but caught it, and then catch another with his head bent back. Finally, he ends it by spitting the water on the adults...who weren't pleased. Fortunately, their kids cheered for the stripped animal.

Meanwhile, Alex performed waves throughout his crowd while the other animals got to work to draw their own crowds as well. Gloria performed a display of graceful swimming techniques that would put gold medalists in the Olympics to shame. Melman had multiple doctor appointments and continuously complained about a new spot on his shoulder as if he found some new disease. And Ayana spent her time performing the "Amazonian Warrior".

The moment a group of people would gather around her exhibit, she would pick up the patrons one by one, kid or adult, with a zookeeper's permission of course. Ayana would leave people in awe doing stunts with her strength and agility.

On another side of the zoo, a father videotaped his son watching four penguin brothers, Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, and Private; though only three were present at the moment while they smiled and waved at people.

"Just smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave..." Skipper instructs before turning around. "Kowalski, progress report!"

The brains of the group emerge from a hole dug hidden by a dish that happens to be dug out previously by the penguins. "We're only 500 feet from the main sewer line." He reported.

"And the bad news?"

"We've broken our last shovel," Kowalski noted, placing down a dirty plastic spoon.

"Right..." Skipper turns to his weapons specialist. "Rico, you're on litter patrol. We need shovels. And find more Popsicle sticks. We don't want to risk another cave-in."

"And me, Skipper?" Private, the youngest of the group, asked as Rico dove in the water.

"I want you to look cute and cuddly, Private. Today we're gonna blow this dump." He smirked.

The two proceeded to wave to the crowd as Rico snatches a plastic spoon from the same child from before, leaving him bewildered.

Meanwhile, Marty impresses the last of fans, which resulted in two children with their mothers.

Marty ended his day with arm farts. "Yeah! You don't see that on Animal Planet!" He chuckled as children, who were arm farting like he was were scooted away by their appalled parents.

"Ha-ha! Well, show's over, folks! Thanks for coming. I hope you thought it was fresh."

"I'll be here all week." Marty sops from his drink. "In fact, I'll be here for my whole life. 365 days a year, including Christmas, Hanukkah, Halloween, Kwanzaa. Please don't forget to never spay or neuter your pets." He sips on the beverage. "And tip your cabby, 'cause he's broke."

Right after he tosses his cup, the ground pops up from plastic spoons nudging through it. Then the penguin brothers emerged, covered in dirt. Skipper looks around and spots Marty.

"You, quadruped. Sprechen sie Englisch?" Skipper inquired.

"I sprechen," Marty answered.

"What continent is this?" Skipper pondered.

"Manhattan," Marty answered again.

"Hoover Dam! We're still in New York! Abort! Dive! Dive! Dive!" Skipper pushed his brothers back into the ground and the penguin follows behind them, with Marty chasing after them. "Hey, hey. You in the tux! Wait a minute. What are you guys doing?"

All of them popped back up. "We're digging to Antarctica." Private tells him, earning a slap from Skipper.

"Ant-who-tica?" Marty questioned.

"Can you keep a secret, my monochromatic friend?" Skipper asks.

Marty glanced around, nods and leans down to lend the penguin an ear.

"Do you ever see any penguins running free around New York City?" Marty shook his head almost immediately. "Of course not. We don't belong here. It's just not natural. This is all some kind of whacked-out conspiracy. We're going to the wide-open spaces of Antarctica. To the wild!"

The four high-flippered each other as Marty raised his head slowly, amazed by this newfound discovery.

"The wild? You could actually go there? That sounds great." The zebra says absentmindedly. He glances back to see the hole in the ground empty.

"Hey, hold up. Where is this place?" Marty shoved his snout down into the hole? "Tell me where it is!"

Skipper popped back up. "You didn't see anything..." He says, moving his flippers and phrasing his words to create some possible illusion. "Right?"

"

Yes, sir." Marty salutes before realizing his error. "I'm sorry. No, sir."

Skipper dives back into the hole and seels the hole entrance with Marty's cup. The zebra paces in his exhibit, then let out a sigh.

"For his final appearance of the day: the king of New York City. Alex the Lion!" The announcer told everyone.

"Roar!" He exclaimed just before the bells went off, signaling everyone that it's closing time.

"Thank you. Thank you very much." Alex bowed, catching a bouquet of roses. "You guys are great. You're a great crowd. Give yourselves a hand, huh. Thank you. Oh. Thank you." He told them as he clapped.

Someone then decided to throw their underwear, and it lands instantly onto Alex's nose. He picked it up and looks at it with disgust. " Oh! Well. Thank you. Oh, that's too kind. Too kind."

Alex accidentally slingshotted the undies and they end up landing on Melman's nose while he tried to pick it with his tongue.

"Augh! Underpants!"

The staff slowly blocks the Zoo patrons outside to go home.

"Everybody get home safe. Hey! Check out my Web site. Twenty-four-hour Alex Cam. Watch me sleep." Alex called to the crowd.

Night hits the zoo, and the staff roams with a band of chefs and groomers to relax the exhausted animals after a long day. The significance of their trays was the individual animal and mammal faces plastered on them.

During this time, Marty got his hooves polished when he received his, which was revealed to be a fresh patch of fresh green grass from the chef.

Ayana enjoyed the little moments of her day, enjoying a late-night dinner of raw, trimmed steak all to herself as a few attendants brushed her fur out in thick, repetitive strokes.

Gloria attained hers in the middle of a massage. "This is the life." She hummed with content after seeing the wide variety of fruit for her meal.

Melman received his meal during an acupuncture appointment. "That's the spot." A chef reveals a tray with his face, full of medications and vitamins. "Oh! I'm in heaven." He sighed looking at the tray.

Alex seemed to be getting the most treatment out of all the animals. He received mane grooming, nail trimming, and a full steak meal, consisting of three steaks. upon seeing his meal, he signaled the zookeepers to stop and devoured it in several seconds.

Now, the moment they've all been waiting for since the zoo closed.

Marty's birthday.