"That's all for today, boys. u can have free time for the rest of the day."
Skipper shook the water from his feathers as his team cheered. The otter from volgende door popped in. "Hey, guys! What's up? What's with all the cheering?"
Skipper turned around sharply. "Marlene! u know u shouldn't sneak up on us like that! What would happen if u got hurt? of worse? u wouldn't want that on our conscience now, would you?"
Marlene rolled her eyes. "Right."
Private waddled over beside her. "We're free for the rest of the dag unless a mission pops up, Marlene. Isn't that smashing?"
He was rewarded with a slap from Skipper. Knowing that they did this often, Marlene ignored it and turned to the other penguins. "So, what are u going to do?"
Kowalski took out his clipboard and tapped it. "I'll be working on inventions," he scoffed. "Of course."
"Those inventions of yours will probably end up saving of destroying the world, wouldn't it?" Marlene cocked a brow.
Kowalski threw his flippers up. "Am I that easy to read?"
Rico hacked up a stick of dynamite. Seeing as it was lit, Skipper immediately grabbed it and threw it away. "Ka boom," murmured Rico sadly, as he watched the C-4 fly away.
The pinguïn then brightened up and regurgitated another explosive. "Ka boom!"
Private took the dynamite from his comrade. Shaking his head, Private extinguished the flame. "Oh, Rico. When are u going to learn that there are other ways to solve problems besides chainsaws and explosives?"
Rico shrugged. Skipper tapped a flipper to his beak. "I don't know, Private. Explosives worked pretty well with those robbers we fought several times."
"And the chainsaw did a good work of hacking the mainframe of Alice's computer," Kowalski added grudgingly. "I still don't know how that worked."
Before the conversation could continue, three lemurs jumped into the habitat. "Who is the one who has exploded my troon and endangered my booty?" demanded Julien.
"We know it was u four. Who else keeps explosives?" zei Maurice.
The penguins and Marlene glared pointedly at Skipper. The leader held his flippers up in mock surrender. "What? I swear it wasn't done intentionally."
"But I don't regret it," he mumbled.
Maurice walked up to Skipper. "Do u have any idea how long it's going to take for us to fix the throne? Not to mention, I have to stand his whining about me working too slow!"
Skipper turned his gaze on Kowalski. "Kowalski, options."
Kowalski tapped his beak with a pencil. "I would think –counting the fact that they have limited tools– around a month."
Skipper looked at Kowalski. The scientist's eyes widened. "Oh, u mean options for what we should do."
Seeing as his leader didn't say anything, Kowalski went on. "We could offer to fix up the troon for them."
Skipper nodded. "Good work."
He turned to Maurice. "How does volgende maand sound to you?"
"Next month!" sputtered Maurice. "Why can't we do it now?"
"Yeah!" Marlene crossed her arms. "I thought u were having a free day."
"Yes, we are," confirmed Skipper.
"In fact, we have it marked on our calendar," added Kowalski, tapping on the mentioned calendar. "Since volgende maand isn't planned yet, we can do it then."
"Ka boom!" exclaimed Rico out of the blue.
Marlene and Maurice stared at them. Skipper felt someone tugging his flipper before he could answer. He looked down to find Mort beside him. The muis lemur stared at Skipper with big puppy eyes. "Please? The king needs it!"
Skipper groaned. "All right! All right! Kowalski, give the cry baby his early birthday present."
"But, sir, what about the-"
"Just get it so that we can all have a peaceful state of mind."
Kowalski saluted before leading Rico and Private down to get the gift. This left Skipper alone with Marlene and the lemurs. Julien bounced up and down in anticipation. "I did not be foreseeing that u smelly, flightless water birds would be getting me, the king, a birthday present!"
"Yeah," added Marlene. "I didn't know u were that sort of penguin."
"Oh no, I'm not. Personally, I wanted to use it as a bribing tool,; but Private wanted me to do otherwise."
Marlene chuckled. "You'll never change, will you?"
Skipper shook his head. "Never."
Private hopped out of the hatch before leaning back in to pull something out. As he topped dangerously close to the edge, Skipper grabbed him. "You should never go down a ladder head first," teased Skipper.
"Thanks, Skipper."
Skipper helped heave the gift up as Kowalski climbed out, exhausted and panting. "Next time," zei the scientist, "we use the tunnels."
Skipper looked around. "Where's Rico?"
"He went to get the truck," explained Private.
Julien jumped up and began tearing away the wrapping paper. As the last piece was thrown away, the gift stood in front of them. "So," ventured Private, "what do u think?"
The lemur stood with his mouth agape. "This is the bestest present anyone is to be giving me!" he exclaimed.
Julien sat on his new throne, admiring the jewels that covered the entire thing. "Are these real?"
Skipper shrugged. "Most of them."
"Where did u get them anyway?" asked Marlene.
Skipper thought about the mob of angry zookeepers that they had had to lose. "It's, uh, classified."
At that moment, Rico appeared around the bend, honking the horn. "Rico is here!" shouted Private.
"Yes, Private, we can all hear it," zei Kowalski.
The scientist snorted. "See what I did?"
When nobody laughed, Kowalski turned away and began adjusting the straps to keep the troon in place. "Nobody appreciates humor nowadays," he murmured.
Private turned to Skipper. "Um, Skipper?"
"Yes, Private?"
"If u don't need me, could I take the car down to the beach?"
The young pinguïn shifted his feet uncomfortably as he waited for a response. Skipper looked around. "Why not? Kowalski, Rico, and I can take care of things here. You've earned it."
"Thank you, Skipper!"
Private flipped over the fence and waddled over towards their garage.
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Skipper shook the water from his feathers as his team cheered. The otter from volgende door popped in. "Hey, guys! What's up? What's with all the cheering?"
Skipper turned around sharply. "Marlene! u know u shouldn't sneak up on us like that! What would happen if u got hurt? of worse? u wouldn't want that on our conscience now, would you?"
Marlene rolled her eyes. "Right."
Private waddled over beside her. "We're free for the rest of the dag unless a mission pops up, Marlene. Isn't that smashing?"
He was rewarded with a slap from Skipper. Knowing that they did this often, Marlene ignored it and turned to the other penguins. "So, what are u going to do?"
Kowalski took out his clipboard and tapped it. "I'll be working on inventions," he scoffed. "Of course."
"Those inventions of yours will probably end up saving of destroying the world, wouldn't it?" Marlene cocked a brow.
Kowalski threw his flippers up. "Am I that easy to read?"
Rico hacked up a stick of dynamite. Seeing as it was lit, Skipper immediately grabbed it and threw it away. "Ka boom," murmured Rico sadly, as he watched the C-4 fly away.
The pinguïn then brightened up and regurgitated another explosive. "Ka boom!"
Private took the dynamite from his comrade. Shaking his head, Private extinguished the flame. "Oh, Rico. When are u going to learn that there are other ways to solve problems besides chainsaws and explosives?"
Rico shrugged. Skipper tapped a flipper to his beak. "I don't know, Private. Explosives worked pretty well with those robbers we fought several times."
"And the chainsaw did a good work of hacking the mainframe of Alice's computer," Kowalski added grudgingly. "I still don't know how that worked."
Before the conversation could continue, three lemurs jumped into the habitat. "Who is the one who has exploded my troon and endangered my booty?" demanded Julien.
"We know it was u four. Who else keeps explosives?" zei Maurice.
The penguins and Marlene glared pointedly at Skipper. The leader held his flippers up in mock surrender. "What? I swear it wasn't done intentionally."
"But I don't regret it," he mumbled.
Maurice walked up to Skipper. "Do u have any idea how long it's going to take for us to fix the throne? Not to mention, I have to stand his whining about me working too slow!"
Skipper turned his gaze on Kowalski. "Kowalski, options."
Kowalski tapped his beak with a pencil. "I would think –counting the fact that they have limited tools– around a month."
Skipper looked at Kowalski. The scientist's eyes widened. "Oh, u mean options for what we should do."
Seeing as his leader didn't say anything, Kowalski went on. "We could offer to fix up the troon for them."
Skipper nodded. "Good work."
He turned to Maurice. "How does volgende maand sound to you?"
"Next month!" sputtered Maurice. "Why can't we do it now?"
"Yeah!" Marlene crossed her arms. "I thought u were having a free day."
"Yes, we are," confirmed Skipper.
"In fact, we have it marked on our calendar," added Kowalski, tapping on the mentioned calendar. "Since volgende maand isn't planned yet, we can do it then."
"Ka boom!" exclaimed Rico out of the blue.
Marlene and Maurice stared at them. Skipper felt someone tugging his flipper before he could answer. He looked down to find Mort beside him. The muis lemur stared at Skipper with big puppy eyes. "Please? The king needs it!"
Skipper groaned. "All right! All right! Kowalski, give the cry baby his early birthday present."
"But, sir, what about the-"
"Just get it so that we can all have a peaceful state of mind."
Kowalski saluted before leading Rico and Private down to get the gift. This left Skipper alone with Marlene and the lemurs. Julien bounced up and down in anticipation. "I did not be foreseeing that u smelly, flightless water birds would be getting me, the king, a birthday present!"
"Yeah," added Marlene. "I didn't know u were that sort of penguin."
"Oh no, I'm not. Personally, I wanted to use it as a bribing tool,; but Private wanted me to do otherwise."
Marlene chuckled. "You'll never change, will you?"
Skipper shook his head. "Never."
Private hopped out of the hatch before leaning back in to pull something out. As he topped dangerously close to the edge, Skipper grabbed him. "You should never go down a ladder head first," teased Skipper.
"Thanks, Skipper."
Skipper helped heave the gift up as Kowalski climbed out, exhausted and panting. "Next time," zei the scientist, "we use the tunnels."
Skipper looked around. "Where's Rico?"
"He went to get the truck," explained Private.
Julien jumped up and began tearing away the wrapping paper. As the last piece was thrown away, the gift stood in front of them. "So," ventured Private, "what do u think?"
The lemur stood with his mouth agape. "This is the bestest present anyone is to be giving me!" he exclaimed.
Julien sat on his new throne, admiring the jewels that covered the entire thing. "Are these real?"
Skipper shrugged. "Most of them."
"Where did u get them anyway?" asked Marlene.
Skipper thought about the mob of angry zookeepers that they had had to lose. "It's, uh, classified."
At that moment, Rico appeared around the bend, honking the horn. "Rico is here!" shouted Private.
"Yes, Private, we can all hear it," zei Kowalski.
The scientist snorted. "See what I did?"
When nobody laughed, Kowalski turned away and began adjusting the straps to keep the troon in place. "Nobody appreciates humor nowadays," he murmured.
Private turned to Skipper. "Um, Skipper?"
"Yes, Private?"
"If u don't need me, could I take the car down to the beach?"
The young pinguïn shifted his feet uncomfortably as he waited for a response. Skipper looked around. "Why not? Kowalski, Rico, and I can take care of things here. You've earned it."
"Thank you, Skipper!"
Private flipped over the fence and waddled over towards their garage.
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And it's up! I'll try to update as soon as I can, so beer with me. If there are any mistakes, please tell me and I'll try and fix them. All commentaren are welcomed. And.....Review please!
