"Ugh! This just seems so hopeless...where on earth could he be?" Skipper asked in frustration when there was still no trace of Private.
"I don't know what to tell you, Skipper. You've trained him well." Kowalski replied.
"I know..." Skipper muttered angrily to himself. "What if something happened to him?" He asked no one in particular, his eyes going dark.
Kowalski and Rico examined him sympathetically.
"Now, Skipper, I'm sure he's fine." Kowalski assured him.
"I just wish we could find him. I hope he's alright." Skipper detto leaning against a wall.
"Uh...excuse me?"
The three of them turned their heads at the sound of a small voice a couple of feet away. It was a small gray bunny.
"Sorry, little guy. We're a little busy." Skipper told him.
"I know where Private is." The bunny detto just as they started to walk away, causing them to turn around.
"How? F-Forget it, where is he?" Skipper asked, più concerned about where he is than how this little guy knew that.
"He's in the junkyard. I can sneak te in." The bunny replied.
"Why would we need to sneak in?" Skipper asked.
"If Killer sees you, he'll kill you." The bunny explained.
"Why are te doing this?" Kowalski asked suspiciously.
"Because, Killer threatened me. He made me do all of those things to your Friends so they could frame that koala. I want to help."
"So...you really were responsible for all of that?" Skipper asked, his guilt feeling heavier on his person.
"I'm sorry. They threatened to kill me if I didn't do whatever they asked." The bunny replied.
"They?" Kowalski pointed out.
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"You?!? You're behind this?!"
"Private, who is this?" Leonard asked.
Private ignored his question. "What do te have against Leonard?! What has he ever done to you?!"
"Nothing. It will all make più sense when the other penguins come after te and I reveal my carefully laid out plan to te before I let Killer have his end of the deal."
"And what's his end?" Private asked, unsure that he really wanted to know the answer. He looked at Killer, who licked his lips with a laugh. Private gulped. "L-Let him go! Just take me instead! He has nothing to do with this!"
"True, he has nothing to do with our tiffs, but he and Killer have some business of their own to take care of. Now are te going to come nicely, o do we just jump straight into killing te and Leonard?"
Private looked into Leonard's frightened eyes, then back to her, and nodded. He had to think of a way out of this.
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"But what would she want with Leonard?" Skipper asked as he, Kowalski, and Rico followed the bunny to the junkyard.
"I don't know. They just detto that I'd better do whatever they detto with no domande asked."
"Do te know if Private is okay?" Kowalski asked.
"When I left, he was. I wouldn't know about now. Come this way." They'd reached the junkyard and the bunny led them around to the back entrance.
The rain had let up some and now was a drizzle atop their heads. "Everybody stay quiet..." Skipper ordered taking point. He peered into the junkyard, and when he ensured that the coast was clear, he ushered his team in.
They took cautious steps inside, keeping close eye on their surroundings. The bunny hopped ahead of them. "Follow me, I know where they have him."
The penguins followed the bunny around the giunca, spazzatura and rubbish scattered throughout the junkyard, staying close in the shadows. Skipper's anticipation rose with each step. He had to make sure Private and Leonard were okay. Please, let them be okay... He thought to himself. He couldn't live with himself if they weren't.
The bunny turned a corner and when the penguins rounded, they halted in their tracks. In front of them was the Blue Hen standing successivo to Leonard and Private, who were tied together. When they turned around, Killer was standing behind them with snarling, blood-stained teeth. The muscles in his legs bulged and his ribs caused his slim underside to ripple. His red eyes burned into their hearts. They'd never seen anything so terrifying. They turned back to the Blue Hen. successivo to her, the bunny sat with his head hanging.
"Excellent work, pipsqueak. And here I thought that you'd betray us." She told him.
"An ambush. We were led right into a trap." Skipper detto angrily crossing his flippers. He looked at Private, who didn't meet his eye. He wasn't sure if it was because he was still mad at him, o if it was because he was ashamed to be seen defeated. Leonard had a hard stare fixed on the crazy chicken.
"Yep. And I must say it was bawk-bawk-brilliant! Bawwk!" She squawked.
"What do te even want with him? He has nothing to do with our problems!" Skipper asked angrily.
"That's the million dollar question, isn't it?" Blue answered. "Killer?"
Killer growled loudly behind them, causing the three of them to flinch. "Move!" He barked. Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico obeyed, stepping inoltrare, avanti until they were successivo to Private and Leonard.
Private finally looked at Skipper. "I guess this proves that I'm incompetent." He detto with an annoyed expression.
Skipper's cuore wrenched. He hung his head slightly. "I'm sorry, Private." He detto softly.
"Whatever..." Private muttered with a roll of his eyes.
Skipper wanted to talk to him, to let him know that he really was sorry, but that would have to wait until later. He turned to Blue. "Alright, you've got us. Aren't te going to tell us your elaborate plan that usually involves stalking us?"
Blue ignored the remark. "Oh, te see, it was all so simple when I met Killer. I was hanging around the park planning my successivo attack when Killer pounced on me and asked me the best way to get into the zoo unnoticed. Well, after we got to talkin' and he told me his little problem with Leonard, we made a deal. I'd bring him Leonard if he dealt with a few pinguino enemies of mine." She explained smiling deviously, and quite proud of herself. "He told me what happened the night before and I knew right away that the easiest way to get Leonard to come out of the zoo with te penguins on his tail was to get Leonard in trouble. What better way than to frame him? We recruited a little gray bunny and negotiated. He'll do whatever we say and we won't kill him.
"He set up the little 'incident' in the lontra habitat. Knowing her sensitive nature, setting her in a state of shock would be easy. That way, we could make her think she saw Leonard in her habitat. And with your knowledge that Leonard may be suffering post-dramatic stress would rise your suspicions. After leaving the trace of evidence of Leonard's pelliccia in the lemure habitat, and the discovery of Leonard waking just a habitat away would really start locking the clues together. da the way, slipping a few sleeping pills into your Cibo wasn't too difficult with the help of pipsqueak, here." She detto gesturing to the bunny.
"My name's Frederick..." He muttered in response.
"Anyway, after discovering that the patch of pelliccia belonged to Leonard, I knew that you'd go searching his habitat after I had the evidence planted there. And I knew that Private's tender cuore would see that Leonard was innocent and insist on giving him a chance. So, I was sure to have Leonard's hands soaked in the bloody water before it was taken away, knowing that the residue would remain on for the following few days.
"After the trial went downhill, the successivo step was putting Leonard at the scene of the crime. I knew that he'd freak out and run away, and te penguins would come running after him. Now, Killer can have himself a decent meal out of all of te and I can get on with becoming Senator of Delaware! Baawwk!" She finished triumphantly.
"Whoa, whoa, really? Senator? You're joking, right?" Leonard asked, not fully comprehending the Blue Hen's insanity.
"Of Delaware! Bawwk!" Blue repeated, then turned to Killer. "Okay, Killer, I'm through. Pleasure doing business with you. I'm sure you'll enjoy." She detto with a devious grin. She then left them.
Killer stalked inoltrare, avanti slowly, blood dripping from his jaw, ears laid back, lips curled back to reveal his abnormally sharp and bloodstained teeth. Private and Leonard quivered, the other three got ready to attack.
None of them anticipated the random bomb that dropped down in between them, releasing a gas that knocked each of them out.
"I don't know what to tell you, Skipper. You've trained him well." Kowalski replied.
"I know..." Skipper muttered angrily to himself. "What if something happened to him?" He asked no one in particular, his eyes going dark.
Kowalski and Rico examined him sympathetically.
"Now, Skipper, I'm sure he's fine." Kowalski assured him.
"I just wish we could find him. I hope he's alright." Skipper detto leaning against a wall.
"Uh...excuse me?"
The three of them turned their heads at the sound of a small voice a couple of feet away. It was a small gray bunny.
"Sorry, little guy. We're a little busy." Skipper told him.
"I know where Private is." The bunny detto just as they started to walk away, causing them to turn around.
"How? F-Forget it, where is he?" Skipper asked, più concerned about where he is than how this little guy knew that.
"He's in the junkyard. I can sneak te in." The bunny replied.
"Why would we need to sneak in?" Skipper asked.
"If Killer sees you, he'll kill you." The bunny explained.
"Why are te doing this?" Kowalski asked suspiciously.
"Because, Killer threatened me. He made me do all of those things to your Friends so they could frame that koala. I want to help."
"So...you really were responsible for all of that?" Skipper asked, his guilt feeling heavier on his person.
"I'm sorry. They threatened to kill me if I didn't do whatever they asked." The bunny replied.
"They?" Kowalski pointed out.
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"You?!? You're behind this?!"
"Private, who is this?" Leonard asked.
Private ignored his question. "What do te have against Leonard?! What has he ever done to you?!"
"Nothing. It will all make più sense when the other penguins come after te and I reveal my carefully laid out plan to te before I let Killer have his end of the deal."
"And what's his end?" Private asked, unsure that he really wanted to know the answer. He looked at Killer, who licked his lips with a laugh. Private gulped. "L-Let him go! Just take me instead! He has nothing to do with this!"
"True, he has nothing to do with our tiffs, but he and Killer have some business of their own to take care of. Now are te going to come nicely, o do we just jump straight into killing te and Leonard?"
Private looked into Leonard's frightened eyes, then back to her, and nodded. He had to think of a way out of this.
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"But what would she want with Leonard?" Skipper asked as he, Kowalski, and Rico followed the bunny to the junkyard.
"I don't know. They just detto that I'd better do whatever they detto with no domande asked."
"Do te know if Private is okay?" Kowalski asked.
"When I left, he was. I wouldn't know about now. Come this way." They'd reached the junkyard and the bunny led them around to the back entrance.
The rain had let up some and now was a drizzle atop their heads. "Everybody stay quiet..." Skipper ordered taking point. He peered into the junkyard, and when he ensured that the coast was clear, he ushered his team in.
They took cautious steps inside, keeping close eye on their surroundings. The bunny hopped ahead of them. "Follow me, I know where they have him."
The penguins followed the bunny around the giunca, spazzatura and rubbish scattered throughout the junkyard, staying close in the shadows. Skipper's anticipation rose with each step. He had to make sure Private and Leonard were okay. Please, let them be okay... He thought to himself. He couldn't live with himself if they weren't.
The bunny turned a corner and when the penguins rounded, they halted in their tracks. In front of them was the Blue Hen standing successivo to Leonard and Private, who were tied together. When they turned around, Killer was standing behind them with snarling, blood-stained teeth. The muscles in his legs bulged and his ribs caused his slim underside to ripple. His red eyes burned into their hearts. They'd never seen anything so terrifying. They turned back to the Blue Hen. successivo to her, the bunny sat with his head hanging.
"Excellent work, pipsqueak. And here I thought that you'd betray us." She told him.
"An ambush. We were led right into a trap." Skipper detto angrily crossing his flippers. He looked at Private, who didn't meet his eye. He wasn't sure if it was because he was still mad at him, o if it was because he was ashamed to be seen defeated. Leonard had a hard stare fixed on the crazy chicken.
"Yep. And I must say it was bawk-bawk-brilliant! Bawwk!" She squawked.
"What do te even want with him? He has nothing to do with our problems!" Skipper asked angrily.
"That's the million dollar question, isn't it?" Blue answered. "Killer?"
Killer growled loudly behind them, causing the three of them to flinch. "Move!" He barked. Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico obeyed, stepping inoltrare, avanti until they were successivo to Private and Leonard.
Private finally looked at Skipper. "I guess this proves that I'm incompetent." He detto with an annoyed expression.
Skipper's cuore wrenched. He hung his head slightly. "I'm sorry, Private." He detto softly.
"Whatever..." Private muttered with a roll of his eyes.
Skipper wanted to talk to him, to let him know that he really was sorry, but that would have to wait until later. He turned to Blue. "Alright, you've got us. Aren't te going to tell us your elaborate plan that usually involves stalking us?"
Blue ignored the remark. "Oh, te see, it was all so simple when I met Killer. I was hanging around the park planning my successivo attack when Killer pounced on me and asked me the best way to get into the zoo unnoticed. Well, after we got to talkin' and he told me his little problem with Leonard, we made a deal. I'd bring him Leonard if he dealt with a few pinguino enemies of mine." She explained smiling deviously, and quite proud of herself. "He told me what happened the night before and I knew right away that the easiest way to get Leonard to come out of the zoo with te penguins on his tail was to get Leonard in trouble. What better way than to frame him? We recruited a little gray bunny and negotiated. He'll do whatever we say and we won't kill him.
"He set up the little 'incident' in the lontra habitat. Knowing her sensitive nature, setting her in a state of shock would be easy. That way, we could make her think she saw Leonard in her habitat. And with your knowledge that Leonard may be suffering post-dramatic stress would rise your suspicions. After leaving the trace of evidence of Leonard's pelliccia in the lemure habitat, and the discovery of Leonard waking just a habitat away would really start locking the clues together. da the way, slipping a few sleeping pills into your Cibo wasn't too difficult with the help of pipsqueak, here." She detto gesturing to the bunny.
"My name's Frederick..." He muttered in response.
"Anyway, after discovering that the patch of pelliccia belonged to Leonard, I knew that you'd go searching his habitat after I had the evidence planted there. And I knew that Private's tender cuore would see that Leonard was innocent and insist on giving him a chance. So, I was sure to have Leonard's hands soaked in the bloody water before it was taken away, knowing that the residue would remain on for the following few days.
"After the trial went downhill, the successivo step was putting Leonard at the scene of the crime. I knew that he'd freak out and run away, and te penguins would come running after him. Now, Killer can have himself a decent meal out of all of te and I can get on with becoming Senator of Delaware! Baawwk!" She finished triumphantly.
"Whoa, whoa, really? Senator? You're joking, right?" Leonard asked, not fully comprehending the Blue Hen's insanity.
"Of Delaware! Bawwk!" Blue repeated, then turned to Killer. "Okay, Killer, I'm through. Pleasure doing business with you. I'm sure you'll enjoy." She detto with a devious grin. She then left them.
Killer stalked inoltrare, avanti slowly, blood dripping from his jaw, ears laid back, lips curled back to reveal his abnormally sharp and bloodstained teeth. Private and Leonard quivered, the other three got ready to attack.
None of them anticipated the random bomb that dropped down in between them, releasing a gas that knocked each of them out.