Mischief Managed 05.06.15
Note: This is kind of Skilene, depending on how te look at it. Was it a legit joke o a test? te be the judge.
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Skipper approached Marlene’s habitat with a grin. Kowalski had pulled this one over on him just a short while ago, and he couldn’t wait to see the look on Marlene’s face when he tricked her too.
“Knock, knock,” he called as he entered Marlene’s cave.
“Hey, Skipper,” Marlene called back. “You never knock,” she observed. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, nothing,” Skipper replied. “I just wanted to ask te something.”
Marlene arched a curious brow. “Okay, hit me.”
“I was just wondering if te wanted a Kiss,” Skipper asked casually, as if it were just an ordinary question.
Marlene blinked and her smile faded. “Run that da me again,” she detto stiffening.
“Do te want a Kiss?” Skipper asked again.
Marlene felt her face flush and looked at the ground. “Um . . . I—why?” she asked carefully looking at him again.
Skipper looked surprised. “Because I’m nice?” he suggested.
Marlene laughed nervously. “Well, yeah, but that’s kind of—sudden, don’t te think?”
“What could be sudden about Kisses?” Skipper asked peculiarly. “Everyone loves Kisses.”
“Well, I think they usually get to know each other a little better first,” Marlene detto carefully.
“Marlene, I think we’ve known each other più than long enough to share some Kisses without anything getting weird,” Skipper replied nonchalantly.
Marlene spread her hands incredulously and started scratching the back of her neck. “Skipper, I—didn’t even know te felt this way. But this is still really fast. I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”
Skipper sighed. “All right, suit yourself. più for me, then,” he detto with a shrug. Watching Marlene, he pulled a Hershey’s baciare from behind his back and acted like he was about to unwrap it. Marlene’s jaw fell open and she buried her face in her hands.
“Oh, my God!” she exclaimed looking back up. “You are so dead!” she detto advancing with her paws clenched in fists.
Skipper tossed the baciare on a nearby shelf and caught her arms to hold her back as he started laughing uncontrollably.
“I can’t believe te just did that to me!” Marlene detto half-angrily, half-humorously. “You knew exactly what I’d think!”
“That was the point!” Skipper detto between laughs as he struggled with Marlene. Finally, she backed off with a frustrated grunt. “Come on, Marlene. It was a joke!”
“No, I’m mad at te now,” she detto with an unconvincing smile as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Skipper humorously rolled his eyes and grabbed the baciare from the shelf. “Do te want it o not?” he asked with a sincere smile.
Marlene glanced at it and sighed. Looking away, she held out her paw. “Fine. But I’m still mad at you.”
Skipper chuckled and placed the treat in her paw. As Marlene unwrapped it, she curiously glanced at Skipper.
“I need to ask te something,” she detto popping the baciare into her mouth.
Skipper arched a brow. “What?”
“What would te have done if I’d detto yes?”
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Note: The inspiration for this came from GrandOldPenguin’s “Want a Kiss?” from his One Hundred Days of Drabbles, and is actually a bit of a continuation of it. Thanks for letting me use the idea, and giving me feedback!
Note: This is kind of Skilene, depending on how te look at it. Was it a legit joke o a test? te be the judge.
— § —
Skipper approached Marlene’s habitat with a grin. Kowalski had pulled this one over on him just a short while ago, and he couldn’t wait to see the look on Marlene’s face when he tricked her too.
“Knock, knock,” he called as he entered Marlene’s cave.
“Hey, Skipper,” Marlene called back. “You never knock,” she observed. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, nothing,” Skipper replied. “I just wanted to ask te something.”
Marlene arched a curious brow. “Okay, hit me.”
“I was just wondering if te wanted a Kiss,” Skipper asked casually, as if it were just an ordinary question.
Marlene blinked and her smile faded. “Run that da me again,” she detto stiffening.
“Do te want a Kiss?” Skipper asked again.
Marlene felt her face flush and looked at the ground. “Um . . . I—why?” she asked carefully looking at him again.
Skipper looked surprised. “Because I’m nice?” he suggested.
Marlene laughed nervously. “Well, yeah, but that’s kind of—sudden, don’t te think?”
“What could be sudden about Kisses?” Skipper asked peculiarly. “Everyone loves Kisses.”
“Well, I think they usually get to know each other a little better first,” Marlene detto carefully.
“Marlene, I think we’ve known each other più than long enough to share some Kisses without anything getting weird,” Skipper replied nonchalantly.
Marlene spread her hands incredulously and started scratching the back of her neck. “Skipper, I—didn’t even know te felt this way. But this is still really fast. I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”
Skipper sighed. “All right, suit yourself. più for me, then,” he detto with a shrug. Watching Marlene, he pulled a Hershey’s baciare from behind his back and acted like he was about to unwrap it. Marlene’s jaw fell open and she buried her face in her hands.
“Oh, my God!” she exclaimed looking back up. “You are so dead!” she detto advancing with her paws clenched in fists.
Skipper tossed the baciare on a nearby shelf and caught her arms to hold her back as he started laughing uncontrollably.
“I can’t believe te just did that to me!” Marlene detto half-angrily, half-humorously. “You knew exactly what I’d think!”
“That was the point!” Skipper detto between laughs as he struggled with Marlene. Finally, she backed off with a frustrated grunt. “Come on, Marlene. It was a joke!”
“No, I’m mad at te now,” she detto with an unconvincing smile as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Skipper humorously rolled his eyes and grabbed the baciare from the shelf. “Do te want it o not?” he asked with a sincere smile.
Marlene glanced at it and sighed. Looking away, she held out her paw. “Fine. But I’m still mad at you.”
Skipper chuckled and placed the treat in her paw. As Marlene unwrapped it, she curiously glanced at Skipper.
“I need to ask te something,” she detto popping the baciare into her mouth.
Skipper arched a brow. “What?”
“What would te have done if I’d detto yes?”
— § —
Note: The inspiration for this came from GrandOldPenguin’s “Want a Kiss?” from his One Hundred Days of Drabbles, and is actually a bit of a continuation of it. Thanks for letting me use the idea, and giving me feedback!
