Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.
Kowalski used to hate muziek and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On dag three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner, something that flabbergasted all of the other penguins.
“Something is seriously wrong with Kowalski!” zei Private as the three watched Kowalski throw his favoriete inventions into the corner.
“He’s just…delusional from all of those late night exercises,” zei Skipper. “I suppose someone with a brain that big needs his sleep.”
Private nodded as Kowalski walked towards the three. “Well, that’s the last of ‘em!” he said. “Who wants a disco party?”
That was it, thought Skipper. Kowalski could not beer any sort of disco music; in fact, the last time they had played any of it Kowalski had flown into a rage and smashed the CD machine with a sledgehammer.
“Kowalski, can I, um, talk to u for a second?” zei Skipper.
“Yes sir,” zei Kowalski.
“ALONE?” Skipper said, glaring at the other two, who got the hint and scurried away.
Skipper glanced behind them to make sure the other two weren’t listening at the door; he at least wanted to give Kowalski some privacy before questioning him.
“Kowalski, what’s going on?” zei Skipper. “I understand u could have learned to appreciate music, but throwing all of your inventions into a corner like that…is this becoming a problem?”
“A problem…no…I don’t have a problem!” snapped Kowalski. His voice no longer sounded intelligent at all, but sort of like a deeper variation of Private’s voice without the British accent.
“You sure about that, soldier?” The moment those words escaped Skipper’s beak, he slapped himself, knowing that such a phrase would not likely be the best way to handle it.
“Yes, I’m pretty sure,” zei Kowalski. “I like something different now, and if u were a true friend u would learn to accept that.”
Skipper HATED it when people pulled any sort of guilt argument on him. “That’s all fine, Kowalski,” zei Skipper, managing to maintain his composure, “But the fact is, we don’t need a muziek fanatic in our group; we need a scientist/tactical strategist. Private’s close enough, don’t u think?” Both of them knew that this was not true, as Private had never seemed to like muziek any meer than the rest of them.
“Honestly, Skipper, we don’t need anything of the sort. We live in a zoo, our only opponent is a half-insane lemur who thinks he’s a king and the most dangerous mission we’ve had in months involved climbing a boom to save a cat. This isn’t the army anymore, Skipper, and u have to realize that.”
Skipper was quite offended that his first lieutenant would say things like that, but shook it off. “Obviously, Kowalski, you’re head’s not straight. I’m sure, gegeven some time, u will forget this muziek stuff and go back to your inventing and sciencey things u like to do.”
“Is that all I am to you? A robot that manufactures machines which only serve to make our lazy lives even easier?” zei Kowalski. Before Skipper could respond, he was already storming over to the other side of the room. “I’ve had it with you, your nonstop training and your paranoia that we are going to be attacked any day. We are penguins living in a zoo, for God’s sake, and if you’re going to prevent anyone from liking things that aren’t beneficial in a combat situation, then I suppose this isn’t the best place for me to be, is it? I quit.”
“WHAT!?!?!” zei Skipper. “Kowalski, let’s stop and think so we don’t do anything rash…”
Kowalski had already left through the vis secret passage. Skipper groaned at the prospect of having to chase down Kowalski, and decided that he didn’t want to do it now. As an excuse, he began to shoot the Styrofoam ninjas and shot the same one in the head four times in a row before he missed and shattered a light. He flinched and the two other penguins ran back into the room to see what had made the noise.
“It’s all right, I just…erm…missed the target.
“I’ll say” remarked Private, glancing at the broken light on the ceiling. “Anyway, what were u and Kowalski talking about?”
“Kowalski, he…he felt as though he needed to verplaats on” Skipper said, trying to be a sensitive as possible so that he would not upset Private. When Private began to make sad eyes anyway, Skipper decided to abandon that approach and simply tell the story. “Well, in truth, he sort of lost it, but I guess he just doesn’t think that he needs us anymore. I tried to convince him to stay, but he just likes muziek now, and couldn’t care less about anything else.”
Rico made a strange noise while Private continued to make his sad face. “We’re…never gonna see him again, are we Skippa?” he said.
“Of course we are, soldier,” zei Skipper. “Remember when u were addicted to those aardbei flavored candies we stal from the zoo’s Halloween program? u were nearly crazy about those, but it was over within days. My guess is that Kowalski is experiencing something similar.”
“You think so?” zei Private hopefully.
“I know so, Private,” zei Skipper. “He’ll be back. Now why don’t we watch a movie, to get our minds off of this?”
“Yippee” zei Private, apparently forgetting all about Kowalski. “Can we watch that one about the tiny short guy with the ring?”
Little did they know that Kowalski, at that very moment was listening to them, right under their feet.
Kowalski used to hate muziek and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On dag three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner, something that flabbergasted all of the other penguins.
“Something is seriously wrong with Kowalski!” zei Private as the three watched Kowalski throw his favoriete inventions into the corner.
“He’s just…delusional from all of those late night exercises,” zei Skipper. “I suppose someone with a brain that big needs his sleep.”
Private nodded as Kowalski walked towards the three. “Well, that’s the last of ‘em!” he said. “Who wants a disco party?”
That was it, thought Skipper. Kowalski could not beer any sort of disco music; in fact, the last time they had played any of it Kowalski had flown into a rage and smashed the CD machine with a sledgehammer.
“Kowalski, can I, um, talk to u for a second?” zei Skipper.
“Yes sir,” zei Kowalski.
“ALONE?” Skipper said, glaring at the other two, who got the hint and scurried away.
Skipper glanced behind them to make sure the other two weren’t listening at the door; he at least wanted to give Kowalski some privacy before questioning him.
“Kowalski, what’s going on?” zei Skipper. “I understand u could have learned to appreciate music, but throwing all of your inventions into a corner like that…is this becoming a problem?”
“A problem…no…I don’t have a problem!” snapped Kowalski. His voice no longer sounded intelligent at all, but sort of like a deeper variation of Private’s voice without the British accent.
“You sure about that, soldier?” The moment those words escaped Skipper’s beak, he slapped himself, knowing that such a phrase would not likely be the best way to handle it.
“Yes, I’m pretty sure,” zei Kowalski. “I like something different now, and if u were a true friend u would learn to accept that.”
Skipper HATED it when people pulled any sort of guilt argument on him. “That’s all fine, Kowalski,” zei Skipper, managing to maintain his composure, “But the fact is, we don’t need a muziek fanatic in our group; we need a scientist/tactical strategist. Private’s close enough, don’t u think?” Both of them knew that this was not true, as Private had never seemed to like muziek any meer than the rest of them.
“Honestly, Skipper, we don’t need anything of the sort. We live in a zoo, our only opponent is a half-insane lemur who thinks he’s a king and the most dangerous mission we’ve had in months involved climbing a boom to save a cat. This isn’t the army anymore, Skipper, and u have to realize that.”
Skipper was quite offended that his first lieutenant would say things like that, but shook it off. “Obviously, Kowalski, you’re head’s not straight. I’m sure, gegeven some time, u will forget this muziek stuff and go back to your inventing and sciencey things u like to do.”
“Is that all I am to you? A robot that manufactures machines which only serve to make our lazy lives even easier?” zei Kowalski. Before Skipper could respond, he was already storming over to the other side of the room. “I’ve had it with you, your nonstop training and your paranoia that we are going to be attacked any day. We are penguins living in a zoo, for God’s sake, and if you’re going to prevent anyone from liking things that aren’t beneficial in a combat situation, then I suppose this isn’t the best place for me to be, is it? I quit.”
“WHAT!?!?!” zei Skipper. “Kowalski, let’s stop and think so we don’t do anything rash…”
Kowalski had already left through the vis secret passage. Skipper groaned at the prospect of having to chase down Kowalski, and decided that he didn’t want to do it now. As an excuse, he began to shoot the Styrofoam ninjas and shot the same one in the head four times in a row before he missed and shattered a light. He flinched and the two other penguins ran back into the room to see what had made the noise.
“It’s all right, I just…erm…missed the target.
“I’ll say” remarked Private, glancing at the broken light on the ceiling. “Anyway, what were u and Kowalski talking about?”
“Kowalski, he…he felt as though he needed to verplaats on” Skipper said, trying to be a sensitive as possible so that he would not upset Private. When Private began to make sad eyes anyway, Skipper decided to abandon that approach and simply tell the story. “Well, in truth, he sort of lost it, but I guess he just doesn’t think that he needs us anymore. I tried to convince him to stay, but he just likes muziek now, and couldn’t care less about anything else.”
Rico made a strange noise while Private continued to make his sad face. “We’re…never gonna see him again, are we Skippa?” he said.
“Of course we are, soldier,” zei Skipper. “Remember when u were addicted to those aardbei flavored candies we stal from the zoo’s Halloween program? u were nearly crazy about those, but it was over within days. My guess is that Kowalski is experiencing something similar.”
“You think so?” zei Private hopefully.
“I know so, Private,” zei Skipper. “He’ll be back. Now why don’t we watch a movie, to get our minds off of this?”
“Yippee” zei Private, apparently forgetting all about Kowalski. “Can we watch that one about the tiny short guy with the ring?”
Little did they know that Kowalski, at that very moment was listening to them, right under their feet.
Alex: gee santa does't com early skipper and the penguins come skipper: kolwaski where are we kolwaski: at a house
And downstairs is a subway sation Alex just stands there
Alex: who are you? Skipper just looks at Alex. Alex: hm hello? Skipper: oh yeah I am skipper and that's kolwaski, private and Rico Alex: oh right kolwaski, private and Rico go downstairs Alex and. Skipper look at each other then I look up there a misltoe Alex looks up and then looks at Skipper
Then they kissed kolwaski, private and Rico looks at them
Then the break Alex: well I should get back to reading skipper: what are u reading? Alex: I am reading the hunger games skipper: I read the whole book Alex: really can u tell me what happens at the end skipper: nope Alex: come on
Alex: fell asleep on skipper' s shoulder
And downstairs is a subway sation Alex just stands there
Alex: who are you? Skipper just looks at Alex. Alex: hm hello? Skipper: oh yeah I am skipper and that's kolwaski, private and Rico Alex: oh right kolwaski, private and Rico go downstairs Alex and. Skipper look at each other then I look up there a misltoe Alex looks up and then looks at Skipper
Then they kissed kolwaski, private and Rico looks at them
Then the break Alex: well I should get back to reading skipper: what are u reading? Alex: I am reading the hunger games skipper: I read the whole book Alex: really can u tell me what happens at the end skipper: nope Alex: come on
Alex: fell asleep on skipper' s shoulder
Once in a kingdom a king and qween wanted a child. Fanely there wish came true. a girl was born. they named her marlene wich ment young princess.to calabraght the long awhited birth they trow a party.the otter king's friend a king himself deside to kom bij there kingdoms togheter as one door batroghting prince tamon to princess marlene.then 3 good frieses came two gave the gifts of bueaty and song.the 3rd one was about to give her gift when a evil sorrseres came. her name was jane.she was the only one oninvited. she siad that before the sun sat on marlene's 28th birthday marlene would prick her finger on the spindel and die.the 3rd good sorrsores give her gift that if this withs spell was to come true that marlene will not die but sleep tell true loves kiss wakes her up.
END OF PART !
END OF PART !
continuing from ch. 2............
kitka iz totaly tired
ki: pufff hufff pufff huffff how long is this gona take??!?!?!?!
dr.b: not long!
ki: thanks,...
dr.b: no realy your hear
ki:..........
dr.b: >:( your- hear.
ki: look pal, unless u can tell me where dr.blowholes lair is i dont think-
dr.b: I AM DR. BLOWHOLE!~!!!!!!!
KI: oh! what are u doing this far from your lair.-
dr.b: u ARE HEAR u LITTLE NITWIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
K: :,( your scaring me !!! waaaahaa!!!
dr.b: the worst ,........ OK!!! sorry sorry
ki: "sniff"
dr,b:our first lesson,........ how to GET revenge
kitka iz totaly tired
ki: pufff hufff pufff huffff how long is this gona take??!?!?!?!
dr.b: not long!
ki: thanks,...
dr.b: no realy your hear
ki:..........
dr.b: >:( your- hear.
ki: look pal, unless u can tell me where dr.blowholes lair is i dont think-
dr.b: I AM DR. BLOWHOLE!~!!!!!!!
KI: oh! what are u doing this far from your lair.-
dr.b: u ARE HEAR u LITTLE NITWIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
K: :,( your scaring me !!! waaaahaa!!!
dr.b: the worst ,........ OK!!! sorry sorry
ki: "sniff"
dr,b:our first lesson,........ how to GET revenge
Kam did a mad karate-chop into a nearby tree. The boys fell out! " u didn't SEE ANYTHING!" Skipper zei in despiration. Then the boys run away. "Let's go girls! We don't need Lilly anymore!" Just as Lilly opens her beak to protest, The plane takes off and her vrienden leave.
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, u haven't zei a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had lost her four closest vrienden within a five dag time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, u haven't zei a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had lost her four closest vrienden within a five dag time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!