"theres has to be SOME explenation, kowalski!" skipper demanded, asking the scientist too many questions. "is she sick?"
"no, but after staying out in the rain she will be."
skipper thought for a second, "is she mental?"
kowalski turned around, and thought for a few minutes, "...yes. but not because of her behavior."
"grr!" skipper was angry, he wasnt getting anywhere, and he'd been asking these questions for 20 minutes now.
earlier today, amber had walked right into a poll, then, just a few minutes ago, she got fired up and threw couteau at king julien, and now she'd locked herself outside hq, and she was just sitting in the rain.
"maybe, she hates us?" private asked.
"how could she hate us, private?" skipper asked.
"she hates me" private said, looking at the ground.
"yes, because of her violent nature and l’amour of knives amber definatley does not like private." kowalski explaned.
just then the fishbowl hatch banged open, kaitlyn baging in.
"whats up with amber?" she asked.
"we dont know," private replied.
"shes been jouer la comédie wierd ever since she's been stranded here"
"she's probably just getting used to the place."
"by paying in the rain and risking pnumonia?" kowalski asked.
"no, because she's neve lived with boys before, accept atari. maybe she gets wierded out sometimes. think toi shoud get another girl around here." kaitlyn walked out the fishbowl, ignoring any further conversation.
"if we get someone new, can it be a human girl? im sick of being the only girl AND the only one able to read around here." amber came in through the hatch, all wet and shivering.
"no." skipper a dit flatly.
"if toi dont listen to me ill only be wierder."
skipper looked at her glaringly.
"ill suck the meat out of the cray fish' head." amber said, walking over to the fridge.
private gagged and skipper sighed.
"fine, kowalski, got anything that can turn a hu-"
"i have just the thing, skipper!"
"no, but after staying out in the rain she will be."
skipper thought for a second, "is she mental?"
kowalski turned around, and thought for a few minutes, "...yes. but not because of her behavior."
"grr!" skipper was angry, he wasnt getting anywhere, and he'd been asking these questions for 20 minutes now.
earlier today, amber had walked right into a poll, then, just a few minutes ago, she got fired up and threw couteau at king julien, and now she'd locked herself outside hq, and she was just sitting in the rain.
"maybe, she hates us?" private asked.
"how could she hate us, private?" skipper asked.
"she hates me" private said, looking at the ground.
"yes, because of her violent nature and l’amour of knives amber definatley does not like private." kowalski explaned.
just then the fishbowl hatch banged open, kaitlyn baging in.
"whats up with amber?" she asked.
"we dont know," private replied.
"shes been jouer la comédie wierd ever since she's been stranded here"
"she's probably just getting used to the place."
"by paying in the rain and risking pnumonia?" kowalski asked.
"no, because she's neve lived with boys before, accept atari. maybe she gets wierded out sometimes. think toi shoud get another girl around here." kaitlyn walked out the fishbowl, ignoring any further conversation.
"if we get someone new, can it be a human girl? im sick of being the only girl AND the only one able to read around here." amber came in through the hatch, all wet and shivering.
"no." skipper a dit flatly.
"if toi dont listen to me ill only be wierder."
skipper looked at her glaringly.
"ill suck the meat out of the cray fish' head." amber said, walking over to the fridge.
private gagged and skipper sighed.
"fine, kowalski, got anything that can turn a hu-"
"i have just the thing, skipper!"
