Chapter Two: Redemptions and Temptations
Beau finally came to, and found himself face to face with a pair of large arancia, arancio eyes.
" AAAH!" He yelped as he stood up, throwing the fuzzy grey thing off of his face. It landed on the ground on both feet without missing a beat.
" Ooo, Maruice, da new nightzookeeper thingy peson is being a pirate! He is beign very lame at it too. Look at dat, only ONE eye patch. Puuhlleeaaze."
Beau merely stared at the stupidity unfolding before his very eye. From seemingly out of nowhere, the pudgy, darker lemure called Maruice pulled out two eye-patches, which Julien grabbed and strapped one onto each eye eagerly.
" AArgh, being looking at how it is to be done, zookeeper guy, matey!" Julien detto as he swaggered straight into a trashcan. " Owie! Who is to be hitting King Captain Julien, argh? I am hitting te back, yellow-jellie cur! Mort, attack it for me!"
Maurice sighed and took a seat, while the tiniest lemure with the largest eyes began beating the trash receptacle with his tiny hands.
Beau slowly backed away, and bumped into his cart.Good, maybe it was just first-job jitters. Once he got over today he would stop hearing animali talk.
Perhaps Jenny would know whether that was normal o not? He saw her weekly in his follow ups with the doctors. She was always there, working away with a smile and an intelligent remark. The ginger-haired woman smelled like lavender, last time, he wondered if that was her own smell o her copper hair's shampoo. Either way, he liked it.
He shook his head, hoping to clear out of these thoughts. How could he be thinking of her when he was losing his mind.There was only one thing for it, get to work.
He picked up a trash can and began emptying it into the trash-bin on his cart. Perhaps the mundane could spark sanity into his mind.
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1:00 AM
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With every job finally finished, Beau retired to the Office to watch the Surveliance cameras until Maurice (the human one) could relieve him and take the morning shift.
He wasn't sure what he thought about zoo-keeping/janitoring/being a nightwatchman before, but he couldn't have thought the physcial labor would be as grueling as it had been. The habitats, expecially the temperature controlled ones, had to be emaculate in order to keep the animali happy and healthy.
" This can't possibly be even close to what I used to do. This isn't very satisfying at all." He thought aloud with a yawn. " Though, maybe I just need to give it a few weeks. Maybe I just need to warm up to it, after all, it does make the animali happy, and thus the kids happy to. I guess that's...good."
He smiled to himself. His job made the animals, kids, and all of New York a better and happier place, didn't it? And that made him feel like warm crostini, pane tostato spread with cinnamon butter, he laughed aloud like a child. It was as if he'd never felt joy like that before. The joy of...being...good to others? Why did it sound so odd and foreign. Well, he didn't care. He liked it.It was similar to the feeling he got whenever he saw Jenny, just without the stomach-butterflies.
Now if he could only find a way to keep doing this "good" without killing his back and losing so much sleep every night.
He closed his eyes and dug far into his brain, and slowly a solution formed in his mind, and it pleased him. First, though, he would need some supplies. The Zoo wouldn't know what hit it!
" In fact, if my calculations are correct" he amused aloud. " I can have this done da the end of successivo week, but I'll keep it a secret. Jenny will be so excited to see I made her sister's job easier on her, plus the perk of easier work for me makes this scheme even più Di-..."
He wanted to say "diabolical" but he was sure that wouldn't fit. " Brilliant." He took out a pencil and began to sketch out his ideas.
It was time to get to work.
...
That night
...
Kowalski had been up all night, as he had been nearly every night since they defeated blowhole, dissecting the Bottlenose tech: the Diaboligizer, his Segway which contained the Transfigurator, mindjacker, and a sick awesome portable sound system, and lastly, Blowhole's creepy eye-ware.
And, to the pinguino scientist's surprise, the last proved to be the most complicated.
It was run da nanites-(he took a note of the design for his own blueprints) and many layers of AI computer intelligence.
He was glad he had managed to turn the thing off, because it was nearly a sentient being in and of itself. It was an great engineering feat, a masterpeice, even for an evil arrogant lunatic. But the domanda was, why was it so complicated?
It didn't just feed the Dolphin's brain visual information, it analyzed it down to binary code and increased the organic part of the brain's reasoning and logic powers.
In fact, Kowalksi mused silently, his own amazing IQ could be increased da taking the main circuit and re-tooling it. Much better than frying his brain with Omega3 fatty acids.
"NO!" he detto with a yelp at his own thoughts, pushing the larger cyber-eye away from him.It would go wrong, his "brothers" might get hurt da his own good intentions once more. It would be beyond foolish to even attempt...unless.
He let himself pick up the main ciruit once again. The great red lens was now dull, but still seemed to cast an eerie glow on the comtemplative penguin.
After all, he WAS the most intelligent pinguino on the planet. Heck, he rivaled many humans as well.And wouldn't it be wrong to waste such a masterpeice? Just a few alterations, some safety pre-cautions, and he would be the most intelligent being on the planet. He could learn to read within minutes, and (once again) solve string-theory, and even find a solution to the energy crisis.
He could do most anything now, but it was flawed, weak, he was full of error. It always went wrong, and he always underapreciated.
He had sacrificed many inventions for the sake of the team, many plans (including his life's work), and they had even expected him to destroy his own creation of life! Noone understood his genuis, no one respected the Science and the painstaking hours he took to perfect a peice of art to better all of the world, only to have it destroyed becuase of his own errors and Skipper's narrow-minded views.
Well, this was secret he could keep until the time was right to finally prove his genius.
Then they would all see...and he could do a lot of good with it too, of course.
With a chuckle lingering on maniacle. If his caculations were correct, this could be done da the end of successivo week
He began his alteration with one of his many fine-tipped tools.
It was time to get to work.
...
*authors note* I promise, if kowalksi seems OCC to you, just go watch Jiggles.
Beau finally came to, and found himself face to face with a pair of large arancia, arancio eyes.
" AAAH!" He yelped as he stood up, throwing the fuzzy grey thing off of his face. It landed on the ground on both feet without missing a beat.
" Ooo, Maruice, da new nightzookeeper thingy peson is being a pirate! He is beign very lame at it too. Look at dat, only ONE eye patch. Puuhlleeaaze."
Beau merely stared at the stupidity unfolding before his very eye. From seemingly out of nowhere, the pudgy, darker lemure called Maruice pulled out two eye-patches, which Julien grabbed and strapped one onto each eye eagerly.
" AArgh, being looking at how it is to be done, zookeeper guy, matey!" Julien detto as he swaggered straight into a trashcan. " Owie! Who is to be hitting King Captain Julien, argh? I am hitting te back, yellow-jellie cur! Mort, attack it for me!"
Maurice sighed and took a seat, while the tiniest lemure with the largest eyes began beating the trash receptacle with his tiny hands.
Beau slowly backed away, and bumped into his cart.Good, maybe it was just first-job jitters. Once he got over today he would stop hearing animali talk.
Perhaps Jenny would know whether that was normal o not? He saw her weekly in his follow ups with the doctors. She was always there, working away with a smile and an intelligent remark. The ginger-haired woman smelled like lavender, last time, he wondered if that was her own smell o her copper hair's shampoo. Either way, he liked it.
He shook his head, hoping to clear out of these thoughts. How could he be thinking of her when he was losing his mind.There was only one thing for it, get to work.
He picked up a trash can and began emptying it into the trash-bin on his cart. Perhaps the mundane could spark sanity into his mind.
...
1:00 AM
...
With every job finally finished, Beau retired to the Office to watch the Surveliance cameras until Maurice (the human one) could relieve him and take the morning shift.
He wasn't sure what he thought about zoo-keeping/janitoring/being a nightwatchman before, but he couldn't have thought the physcial labor would be as grueling as it had been. The habitats, expecially the temperature controlled ones, had to be emaculate in order to keep the animali happy and healthy.
" This can't possibly be even close to what I used to do. This isn't very satisfying at all." He thought aloud with a yawn. " Though, maybe I just need to give it a few weeks. Maybe I just need to warm up to it, after all, it does make the animali happy, and thus the kids happy to. I guess that's...good."
He smiled to himself. His job made the animals, kids, and all of New York a better and happier place, didn't it? And that made him feel like warm crostini, pane tostato spread with cinnamon butter, he laughed aloud like a child. It was as if he'd never felt joy like that before. The joy of...being...good to others? Why did it sound so odd and foreign. Well, he didn't care. He liked it.It was similar to the feeling he got whenever he saw Jenny, just without the stomach-butterflies.
Now if he could only find a way to keep doing this "good" without killing his back and losing so much sleep every night.
He closed his eyes and dug far into his brain, and slowly a solution formed in his mind, and it pleased him. First, though, he would need some supplies. The Zoo wouldn't know what hit it!
" In fact, if my calculations are correct" he amused aloud. " I can have this done da the end of successivo week, but I'll keep it a secret. Jenny will be so excited to see I made her sister's job easier on her, plus the perk of easier work for me makes this scheme even più Di-..."
He wanted to say "diabolical" but he was sure that wouldn't fit. " Brilliant." He took out a pencil and began to sketch out his ideas.
It was time to get to work.
...
That night
...
Kowalski had been up all night, as he had been nearly every night since they defeated blowhole, dissecting the Bottlenose tech: the Diaboligizer, his Segway which contained the Transfigurator, mindjacker, and a sick awesome portable sound system, and lastly, Blowhole's creepy eye-ware.
And, to the pinguino scientist's surprise, the last proved to be the most complicated.
It was run da nanites-(he took a note of the design for his own blueprints) and many layers of AI computer intelligence.
He was glad he had managed to turn the thing off, because it was nearly a sentient being in and of itself. It was an great engineering feat, a masterpeice, even for an evil arrogant lunatic. But the domanda was, why was it so complicated?
It didn't just feed the Dolphin's brain visual information, it analyzed it down to binary code and increased the organic part of the brain's reasoning and logic powers.
In fact, Kowalksi mused silently, his own amazing IQ could be increased da taking the main circuit and re-tooling it. Much better than frying his brain with Omega3 fatty acids.
"NO!" he detto with a yelp at his own thoughts, pushing the larger cyber-eye away from him.It would go wrong, his "brothers" might get hurt da his own good intentions once more. It would be beyond foolish to even attempt...unless.
He let himself pick up the main ciruit once again. The great red lens was now dull, but still seemed to cast an eerie glow on the comtemplative penguin.
After all, he WAS the most intelligent pinguino on the planet. Heck, he rivaled many humans as well.And wouldn't it be wrong to waste such a masterpeice? Just a few alterations, some safety pre-cautions, and he would be the most intelligent being on the planet. He could learn to read within minutes, and (once again) solve string-theory, and even find a solution to the energy crisis.
He could do most anything now, but it was flawed, weak, he was full of error. It always went wrong, and he always underapreciated.
He had sacrificed many inventions for the sake of the team, many plans (including his life's work), and they had even expected him to destroy his own creation of life! Noone understood his genuis, no one respected the Science and the painstaking hours he took to perfect a peice of art to better all of the world, only to have it destroyed becuase of his own errors and Skipper's narrow-minded views.
Well, this was secret he could keep until the time was right to finally prove his genius.
Then they would all see...and he could do a lot of good with it too, of course.
With a chuckle lingering on maniacle. If his caculations were correct, this could be done da the end of successivo week
He began his alteration with one of his many fine-tipped tools.
It was time to get to work.
...
*authors note* I promise, if kowalksi seems OCC to you, just go watch Jiggles.
