Author’s Note: This is following the episode Roomies. Contains Skilene.
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It was the successivo morning after the long night of tracking down the walrus-spy, Rhonda, and rerouting her gabbia, cassa from the polar orso reserve to the Hoboken Aquarium. While Kowalski tried to track down her gabbia, cassa in hopes of getting his unnamed invention back, Skipper went over to Marlene’s to see how she was holding up.
“Hey, Marlene. Everything alright?” Skipper asked as he entered her habitat. Marlene was sitting at her small dresser looking into a mirror, which she set on the dresser upon his arrival.
“Yeah. I’m fine. I’m just a little shocked. I can’t believe te were right about Rhonda being a spy,” Marlene replied.
“Well, I always go with my gut,” Skipper told her. “Are te sure that’s the only thing troubling you?” he asked, noticing her deep-in-thought expression.
Marlene looked up, putting on a fake smile to try to cover up her true feelings. “I’m fine, Skipper. Really.”
Skipper looked at her for a moment, then sighed. “You know how I just detto I always listen to my gut? Well, right now, my gut’s telling me that you’re lying to me.” He pulled a sgabello in front of her and sat down. “I can tell something is bothering you.”
Marlene sighed. “It’s that obvious, huh?”
Skipper smiled sympathetically. “What’s wrong, Marlene?”
Marlene looked down into her paws. “It’s just…When Rhonda arrived…She detto that I look like a rat. She even started calling me ‘Rat-Face.’ I mean…Normally, I don’t let this sort of thing bother me, but I just can’t help but think…What if that’s how the humans see me? What if that’s how everyone else sees me and just doesn’t want to admit it to spare my feelings?” she explained, not meeting Skipper’s eyes.
Skipper laughed slightly. “Marlene, I can assure te that no one else sees te that way. And anyone who does is the biggest fool on earth.”
Marlene finally brought herself to glance up at him. “How can te be so sure?”
“Because, Marlene, you’re—” he stopped mid-sentence with his beak hanging open, unsure of how to end that sentence without things becoming awkward.
“I’m what?” Marlene urged.
Skipper looked into her eyes for a moment.
“Beautiful,” he detto finally.
Marlene’s face fell from doubt to surprise.
“Really? I don’t think I’d use the word beautiful…” Marlene detto rubbing her arm nervously.
“I wouldn’t either. I just couldn’t think of a better word,” Skipper detto with a shrug.
Marlene’s face lifted. “Skipper…That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever detto to me,” she said, then thought for a moment. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever detto to me…”
Skipper smiled. “I have my moments,” he detto with a slight laugh.
“You…Really mean it?” Marlene asked.
Skipper got to his feet and took her da the shoulders. “Marlene, I can honestly and truthfully tell te that you,” he looked deep into her eyes, “are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life.”
He almost regretted it as soon as he detto it. It wasn’t that it wasn’t true, but it was that giving her such a compliment put their friendship at risk of becoming awkward. The last thing he wanted was to unintentionally push her away.
Marlene was speechless. For what seemed like a lifetime, she stared back into Skipper’s deep blue eyes and tried to find the words to say. The only response she could find was to avvolgere her arms around Skipper’s neck and embrace him tightly. He hugged her back.
“Thanks, Skipper. You’re a great friend,” Marlene detto over his shoulder.
Skipper smiled in relief. “No problem, Marlene.”
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It was the successivo morning after the long night of tracking down the walrus-spy, Rhonda, and rerouting her gabbia, cassa from the polar orso reserve to the Hoboken Aquarium. While Kowalski tried to track down her gabbia, cassa in hopes of getting his unnamed invention back, Skipper went over to Marlene’s to see how she was holding up.
“Hey, Marlene. Everything alright?” Skipper asked as he entered her habitat. Marlene was sitting at her small dresser looking into a mirror, which she set on the dresser upon his arrival.
“Yeah. I’m fine. I’m just a little shocked. I can’t believe te were right about Rhonda being a spy,” Marlene replied.
“Well, I always go with my gut,” Skipper told her. “Are te sure that’s the only thing troubling you?” he asked, noticing her deep-in-thought expression.
Marlene looked up, putting on a fake smile to try to cover up her true feelings. “I’m fine, Skipper. Really.”
Skipper looked at her for a moment, then sighed. “You know how I just detto I always listen to my gut? Well, right now, my gut’s telling me that you’re lying to me.” He pulled a sgabello in front of her and sat down. “I can tell something is bothering you.”
Marlene sighed. “It’s that obvious, huh?”
Skipper smiled sympathetically. “What’s wrong, Marlene?”
Marlene looked down into her paws. “It’s just…When Rhonda arrived…She detto that I look like a rat. She even started calling me ‘Rat-Face.’ I mean…Normally, I don’t let this sort of thing bother me, but I just can’t help but think…What if that’s how the humans see me? What if that’s how everyone else sees me and just doesn’t want to admit it to spare my feelings?” she explained, not meeting Skipper’s eyes.
Skipper laughed slightly. “Marlene, I can assure te that no one else sees te that way. And anyone who does is the biggest fool on earth.”
Marlene finally brought herself to glance up at him. “How can te be so sure?”
“Because, Marlene, you’re—” he stopped mid-sentence with his beak hanging open, unsure of how to end that sentence without things becoming awkward.
“I’m what?” Marlene urged.
Skipper looked into her eyes for a moment.
“Beautiful,” he detto finally.
Marlene’s face fell from doubt to surprise.
“Really? I don’t think I’d use the word beautiful…” Marlene detto rubbing her arm nervously.
“I wouldn’t either. I just couldn’t think of a better word,” Skipper detto with a shrug.
Marlene’s face lifted. “Skipper…That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever detto to me,” she said, then thought for a moment. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever detto to me…”
Skipper smiled. “I have my moments,” he detto with a slight laugh.
“You…Really mean it?” Marlene asked.
Skipper got to his feet and took her da the shoulders. “Marlene, I can honestly and truthfully tell te that you,” he looked deep into her eyes, “are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life.”
He almost regretted it as soon as he detto it. It wasn’t that it wasn’t true, but it was that giving her such a compliment put their friendship at risk of becoming awkward. The last thing he wanted was to unintentionally push her away.
Marlene was speechless. For what seemed like a lifetime, she stared back into Skipper’s deep blue eyes and tried to find the words to say. The only response she could find was to avvolgere her arms around Skipper’s neck and embrace him tightly. He hugged her back.
“Thanks, Skipper. You’re a great friend,” Marlene detto over his shoulder.
Skipper smiled in relief. “No problem, Marlene.”
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if manfredi and Johnson were still alive I think it would go like this.....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE giorno SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT giorno SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told Amore potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent mostra gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN grigio, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the elefante foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE giorno SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT giorno SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told Amore potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent mostra gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN grigio, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the elefante foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
Sorry if it's not chapter five.
"Kowalski," detto Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
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They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that detto TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of Scrivere right now. I need to make this longer.
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"Kowalski," detto Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
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They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that detto TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of Scrivere right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. te don't have to read this
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Fighting style: boxing, karate, Kung Fu
Weapons: Twin-Silver Ballars, anything he can find in the area
Description: A bald assain, trained highly in the ways of contract killing.
Rico
Fighting style: Karate
Weapons: What ever the heck is in his gut.
Description: A psychotic little pinguino who shows no regards towards the rules. But is controlling of his use of explosives.
Rico walks alone in Central Park no one is around little does he know a hit was placed on him and agent 47 was sent after him. 47 waits for Rico to come out into the open. 47 the hears a twig snap under Rico's foot, he draws out his silver ballers. As Rico hears 47 emerge from behind the albero he lets loose with a smoke bomb. As the smoke clears 47 is no where to be found. As Rico continues on his way a W2000 sniper fucile goes off getting Rico in the chest. Victory goes to 47.