The penguins (minus Kowalski, obviously) had just finished the oh so dramatic mission of rescuing a young stray cat from a tree and were heading back to their habitat. Having finally gotten over Kowalski’s departure from the team, Skipper was now attempting to get used to the fact that he needed to call on Private for options and kept calling out Kowalski’s name by accident. Unfortunantly for the team, Private was not at all used to his new post and had come up with some truly ridiculous options when asked to make them up on the spot, including making Rico throw up everything in his stomach and stacking them in a pile in order to climb the tree and reach the cat (while he was saying this, Skipper climbed the tree and descended with the cat in less than seven seconds). Skipper was seriously contemplating the idea of not even bothering to ask for options anymore (especially since none of them knew how to operate or build the inventions that were usually required to complete any given option) and told Rico to slap Private any time he gave a stupid or illogical option. By the time the penguins had gotten back to their habitat, Private’s face was red and several flipper shaped impressions were on his face and Private looked sort of dazed. It happened to be four minutes before feeding time so the penguins decided that it would be better to stay in sight until whoever happened to be feeding the animals passed by. Private, however, kept complaining that his face stung from all the slaps so finally Skipper allowed him to go down and wash his face off with a cloth or whatever Private had in mind as long as he was back up in less than two minutes. Private thanked Skipper and scurried down the ladder into the HQ.
As soon as he was sure the other two could not hear him, Private began to whine and complain to no one in particular that is was his first day on the job and that he had no prior training, so how was he supposed to make up all of these options on the spot? He had never admired Kowalski more than he did now.
His admiration of Kowalski soon ended, however. Private got a cloth and washed his face off, then headed back into the main room and debated weather or not he should sneak some peanut butter winkies while Skipper was not around to catch him. But while he was thinking, he heard a clinking noise coming from a side room, the room where Kowalski stored all of his inventions and chemistry sets while he was not using them (the door was closed so Private could not see in, however). Private tiptoed up to the room and listened at the door. There was silence for a few seconds and then a soft mumble and some more clinking noises. Private grabbed one of the wooden katanas the penguins sparred with and held it in a samurai pose because it made him feel braver. Then he slowly opened the door. Inside was Kowalski standing near a chemistry table. Several beakers of various liquids were lying open on the table and Kowalski was busy pouring the liquids and mixing them together in one extra-large beaker.
“Kowalski!” said Private, dropping the katana and holding his wings up as though expecting Kowalski to come and give him a big hug. On the contrary, Kowalski had obviously not heard Private messing around in the room and jumped so much that a large amount of nasty looking green liquid flew out of one of the beakers he was holding and came back down before Kowalski could get out of the way. The liquid splashed him right in the face.
Kowalski fell to the floor screaming the moment the liquid hit, clutching his face with his wings.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” said Private, rushing over to help Kowalski. Kowalski rolled over and stared at Private with one eye (his other eye was being covered by his wings). Kowalski was staring at Private with a look of such utter loathing that it actually stopped Private in his tracks.
“I’m sorry, Kowalski, it was an accident!” said Private. But apparently that apology wasn’t good enough for Kowalski and the penguin took one wing off his face and grabbed the beaker that he had dropped on the floor, which was still half full of the green liquid that splashed him and threw it at Private. Private squealed and ducked just in time and the beaker smashed against the opposite wall. Private turned back at Kowalski, looking at him with horror, but Kowalski had had enough and scooped up the extra-large beaker (which he had been filling with all sorts of different liquids) off the floor and ran over to a small plaque on the wall. He wrenched it off the wall and slid down the secret passage concealed behind it, carrying the beaker in his beak (hehe).
Private stared, slightly paralyzed, scared about the fact that Kowalski has just thrown that beaker at him but feeling even worse because he had just caused Kowalski to splash himself with some liquid that had obviously caused him great pain. Private, as you should know if you’ve ever watched the show, is one of the most pacifistic animals in the zoo and even the thought of hurting someone like that was too much for poor Private.
But while Private was still standing there, the hole at the top of the HQ opened and Skipper and Rico dropped in. “I told you two minutes, Private!” scolded Skipper. “It’s been almost seven! What were you doing?”
Private ran over to Skipper and Rico, almost poking his eye on the tail of a fish that was still dangling out of Rico’s mouth. Private made a face before stepping around Rico to get to Skipper. He then began so fast that Skipper could not understand any of it, so he slapped Private on the side of the head. Private slowed down.
“Well, I was about to come back up when I heard some noise coming from Kowalski’s storeroom over there” said Private, pointing. “I opened the door and Kowalski was in there, pouring all these different types of potions or whatever they were into a giant beaker. I said hello because I thought that he might’ve been coming back but I guess he didn’t see me and he jumped, and…”
Four minutes later
The three penguins were all bent over the small puddle of green liquid, which was dripping off the wall and onto the floor. Rico and Skipper glanced around at the other penguins uneasily as though waiting for someone else to touch it. After a few moments, Private grabbed the tail of the fish (which was still sticking out of Rico’s mouth, believe it or not) and, after making sure he was not grabbing any saliva-covered parts, dipped it into the puddle. The scales on the fish instantly dissolved, leaving only the bone.
“What I’m the most disturbed by is how Kowalski managed to get in here after we installed that alarm system a few days ago. I’m sure we covered all the ways in.”
“Um, yeah, about that…” said Private. “I kind of…um…forgot to install some of mine.” Skipper slapped him again.
“Then you’d better go and put them up, pronto!” said Skipper harshly. Private dashed away frantically.
“I knew I should have taken chemistry when I had the chance” said Skipper. “Then maybe I could actually tell what this is.”
“It’s acid, isn’t it?” said Private from across the room. Rico nodded furiously.
“I KNOW that it’s acid, soldier,” said Skipper. “I just think that there is something different about this acid. Based on the story you told, Kowalski was mixing this with a bunch of other stuff. Why would you mix acid with anything?”
“I don’t think I want to know,” said Private, wincing.
“Well, by the sound of this, it isn’t going to be pretty. But we know the general area where Kowalski is camped out in. I say we end this before someone gets hurt.”
Private was about to respond when suddenly the mounted fish secret passage opened up and an alarm began to sound throughout the room. Private dropped the alarm system he was currently finishing and ran over to Skipper.
“I didn’t do it, I swear!” said Private.
Skipper didn’t seem to notice and immediately jumped over to the passage in the wall, ready to beat the crap out of whoever came out.
“Calm down, it’s just me!” said Maurice from the other side.
“That is why you always knock when entering someone else’s habitat, lemur” said Skipper. He whacked Rico in the stomach and Rico vomited up a small device with a bunch of buttons on it. Skipper pressed one and the alarm stopped.
“Get back to work Private, and I don’t want to see you walk away from that spot until that alarm is installed,” scolded Skipper. Then he turned back to the plastic fish trophy. “What do you want, Maurice? We’re kind of busy.”
“Well, King Julien called a meeting and says that everyone is supposed…” began Maurice.
Skipper held up his flipper. “I said we’re busy and we are definitely NOT in the mood to put up with any of ring tail’s nonsense today.”
“But…” stuttered Maurice.
“Unless it’s a matter of life or death, we’re not leaving this habitat” said Skipper. “Now I’ll just save you the oxygen and see you out…”
Skipper began to close the plastic fish trophy on Maurice (who was still sitting inside of the passage) but Maurice held up his paw to stop it from closing.
“Well, he said it was an emergency…and it had something to do with one of you penguins. Kowalski, I think it was…” said Maurice frantically, trying to prevent Skipper from locking him out.
Rico and Skipper zipped into a huddle-up position like the penguins usually did. Skipper glanced over at Private, who was still installing the alarm. He looked up and waved.
“Private, get over here now! Can’t you see we’re doing a team huddle up?” said Skipper.
“Yes, but you said…”
“Forget the alarm and get over here!” snapped Skipper, startling Private so much that he dropped the alarm onto the floor and ran over to Skipper.
“Alright, so Maurice says ring tail is having a meeting about Kowalski. Now I have no idea if he actually saw Kowalski or if he’s just going to be rambling about something or other, but I think that I should probably go over to see what this is about. So Private, I want you to finish installing that alarm and Rico, keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t go anywhere until he’s finished. After he’s done you can watch TV or something, but Rico, here’s the button…thingy and I want you to arm the alarm system when Private’s done, okay? Thanks.”
Before he had even finished his last sentence, Skipper was already sliding down the secret passage, followed slowly by Maurice. Private waved good-bye before going back to the alarm.
Rico watched Private for a few minutes and he found it fairly funny when Private dropped the alarm box on his head, but after awhile it began to get old, so he walked away and went into the other room where he turned on the TV. He turned up the volume extra loud to encourage Private to hurry up and finish.
After twenty minutes, however, Rico began to wonder why Private was still working on the one alarm. He turned off the TV and wandered into the next room to look for Private. The alarm box was hanging off the wall, all set up and everything in the room seemed to be in order but the young penguin was nowhere to be found.
Rico’s initial thought was that Private was playing a practical joke on him but he was still nervous because Skipper would get him in trouble if Private had gone missing while Rico was supposed to be watching him, especially if Rico had no explanation. He called Private’s name as best as he could and when there was no reply Rico began to search the room for Private, hoping that he was just hiding in the bathroom or something.
But as Rico spun around to search the room with the TV (Private could have easily crawled into there without him noticing, Rico reasoned) he saw something written on the wall to the left of the doorway in huge letters.
COME AND FIND ME IF YOU CAN, it said (not in English but in penguin or whatever language the animals speak). It was crudely written in what appeared to be blood.
As soon as he was sure the other two could not hear him, Private began to whine and complain to no one in particular that is was his first day on the job and that he had no prior training, so how was he supposed to make up all of these options on the spot? He had never admired Kowalski more than he did now.
His admiration of Kowalski soon ended, however. Private got a cloth and washed his face off, then headed back into the main room and debated weather or not he should sneak some peanut butter winkies while Skipper was not around to catch him. But while he was thinking, he heard a clinking noise coming from a side room, the room where Kowalski stored all of his inventions and chemistry sets while he was not using them (the door was closed so Private could not see in, however). Private tiptoed up to the room and listened at the door. There was silence for a few seconds and then a soft mumble and some more clinking noises. Private grabbed one of the wooden katanas the penguins sparred with and held it in a samurai pose because it made him feel braver. Then he slowly opened the door. Inside was Kowalski standing near a chemistry table. Several beakers of various liquids were lying open on the table and Kowalski was busy pouring the liquids and mixing them together in one extra-large beaker.
“Kowalski!” said Private, dropping the katana and holding his wings up as though expecting Kowalski to come and give him a big hug. On the contrary, Kowalski had obviously not heard Private messing around in the room and jumped so much that a large amount of nasty looking green liquid flew out of one of the beakers he was holding and came back down before Kowalski could get out of the way. The liquid splashed him right in the face.
Kowalski fell to the floor screaming the moment the liquid hit, clutching his face with his wings.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” said Private, rushing over to help Kowalski. Kowalski rolled over and stared at Private with one eye (his other eye was being covered by his wings). Kowalski was staring at Private with a look of such utter loathing that it actually stopped Private in his tracks.
“I’m sorry, Kowalski, it was an accident!” said Private. But apparently that apology wasn’t good enough for Kowalski and the penguin took one wing off his face and grabbed the beaker that he had dropped on the floor, which was still half full of the green liquid that splashed him and threw it at Private. Private squealed and ducked just in time and the beaker smashed against the opposite wall. Private turned back at Kowalski, looking at him with horror, but Kowalski had had enough and scooped up the extra-large beaker (which he had been filling with all sorts of different liquids) off the floor and ran over to a small plaque on the wall. He wrenched it off the wall and slid down the secret passage concealed behind it, carrying the beaker in his beak (hehe).
Private stared, slightly paralyzed, scared about the fact that Kowalski has just thrown that beaker at him but feeling even worse because he had just caused Kowalski to splash himself with some liquid that had obviously caused him great pain. Private, as you should know if you’ve ever watched the show, is one of the most pacifistic animals in the zoo and even the thought of hurting someone like that was too much for poor Private.
But while Private was still standing there, the hole at the top of the HQ opened and Skipper and Rico dropped in. “I told you two minutes, Private!” scolded Skipper. “It’s been almost seven! What were you doing?”
Private ran over to Skipper and Rico, almost poking his eye on the tail of a fish that was still dangling out of Rico’s mouth. Private made a face before stepping around Rico to get to Skipper. He then began so fast that Skipper could not understand any of it, so he slapped Private on the side of the head. Private slowed down.
“Well, I was about to come back up when I heard some noise coming from Kowalski’s storeroom over there” said Private, pointing. “I opened the door and Kowalski was in there, pouring all these different types of potions or whatever they were into a giant beaker. I said hello because I thought that he might’ve been coming back but I guess he didn’t see me and he jumped, and…”
Four minutes later
The three penguins were all bent over the small puddle of green liquid, which was dripping off the wall and onto the floor. Rico and Skipper glanced around at the other penguins uneasily as though waiting for someone else to touch it. After a few moments, Private grabbed the tail of the fish (which was still sticking out of Rico’s mouth, believe it or not) and, after making sure he was not grabbing any saliva-covered parts, dipped it into the puddle. The scales on the fish instantly dissolved, leaving only the bone.
“What I’m the most disturbed by is how Kowalski managed to get in here after we installed that alarm system a few days ago. I’m sure we covered all the ways in.”
“Um, yeah, about that…” said Private. “I kind of…um…forgot to install some of mine.” Skipper slapped him again.
“Then you’d better go and put them up, pronto!” said Skipper harshly. Private dashed away frantically.
“I knew I should have taken chemistry when I had the chance” said Skipper. “Then maybe I could actually tell what this is.”
“It’s acid, isn’t it?” said Private from across the room. Rico nodded furiously.
“I KNOW that it’s acid, soldier,” said Skipper. “I just think that there is something different about this acid. Based on the story you told, Kowalski was mixing this with a bunch of other stuff. Why would you mix acid with anything?”
“I don’t think I want to know,” said Private, wincing.
“Well, by the sound of this, it isn’t going to be pretty. But we know the general area where Kowalski is camped out in. I say we end this before someone gets hurt.”
Private was about to respond when suddenly the mounted fish secret passage opened up and an alarm began to sound throughout the room. Private dropped the alarm system he was currently finishing and ran over to Skipper.
“I didn’t do it, I swear!” said Private.
Skipper didn’t seem to notice and immediately jumped over to the passage in the wall, ready to beat the crap out of whoever came out.
“Calm down, it’s just me!” said Maurice from the other side.
“That is why you always knock when entering someone else’s habitat, lemur” said Skipper. He whacked Rico in the stomach and Rico vomited up a small device with a bunch of buttons on it. Skipper pressed one and the alarm stopped.
“Get back to work Private, and I don’t want to see you walk away from that spot until that alarm is installed,” scolded Skipper. Then he turned back to the plastic fish trophy. “What do you want, Maurice? We’re kind of busy.”
“Well, King Julien called a meeting and says that everyone is supposed…” began Maurice.
Skipper held up his flipper. “I said we’re busy and we are definitely NOT in the mood to put up with any of ring tail’s nonsense today.”
“But…” stuttered Maurice.
“Unless it’s a matter of life or death, we’re not leaving this habitat” said Skipper. “Now I’ll just save you the oxygen and see you out…”
Skipper began to close the plastic fish trophy on Maurice (who was still sitting inside of the passage) but Maurice held up his paw to stop it from closing.
“Well, he said it was an emergency…and it had something to do with one of you penguins. Kowalski, I think it was…” said Maurice frantically, trying to prevent Skipper from locking him out.
Rico and Skipper zipped into a huddle-up position like the penguins usually did. Skipper glanced over at Private, who was still installing the alarm. He looked up and waved.
“Private, get over here now! Can’t you see we’re doing a team huddle up?” said Skipper.
“Yes, but you said…”
“Forget the alarm and get over here!” snapped Skipper, startling Private so much that he dropped the alarm onto the floor and ran over to Skipper.
“Alright, so Maurice says ring tail is having a meeting about Kowalski. Now I have no idea if he actually saw Kowalski or if he’s just going to be rambling about something or other, but I think that I should probably go over to see what this is about. So Private, I want you to finish installing that alarm and Rico, keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t go anywhere until he’s finished. After he’s done you can watch TV or something, but Rico, here’s the button…thingy and I want you to arm the alarm system when Private’s done, okay? Thanks.”
Before he had even finished his last sentence, Skipper was already sliding down the secret passage, followed slowly by Maurice. Private waved good-bye before going back to the alarm.
Rico watched Private for a few minutes and he found it fairly funny when Private dropped the alarm box on his head, but after awhile it began to get old, so he walked away and went into the other room where he turned on the TV. He turned up the volume extra loud to encourage Private to hurry up and finish.
After twenty minutes, however, Rico began to wonder why Private was still working on the one alarm. He turned off the TV and wandered into the next room to look for Private. The alarm box was hanging off the wall, all set up and everything in the room seemed to be in order but the young penguin was nowhere to be found.
Rico’s initial thought was that Private was playing a practical joke on him but he was still nervous because Skipper would get him in trouble if Private had gone missing while Rico was supposed to be watching him, especially if Rico had no explanation. He called Private’s name as best as he could and when there was no reply Rico began to search the room for Private, hoping that he was just hiding in the bathroom or something.
But as Rico spun around to search the room with the TV (Private could have easily crawled into there without him noticing, Rico reasoned) he saw something written on the wall to the left of the doorway in huge letters.
COME AND FIND ME IF YOU CAN, it said (not in English but in penguin or whatever language the animals speak). It was crudely written in what appeared to be blood.