Here comes chap 2:)
CHAPTER TWO: manchot, pingouin Tea
Her face was covered with fog. Her green eyes anxious, teary, full of empathy and concern. She wore the same expression when leaning over him down the sewer, after she’d saved him from drowning.
He was too weak to move, but he felt his cheeks blushing from anger and embarrassment. He’d never thrown up in front of a girl before. He knew she caught the sight of him vomiting as he could hear her terrified voice.
“Guys, seems like he’s already woke up!” she informed the rest of the team, while dabbing Skipper’s forehead with a damp cloth. Skipper collected his strength, craned his neck from the oreiller and took a quick look around. He spotted Private cleaning the floor with a mop. Private stopped for a while and sent Skipper a cerise smile.
“No wonder, I puked all over the habitat” thought Skipper and collapsed back on his pillow. It was too much for him to bear. He hated people seeing him in such an awful state. He couldn’t stand anybody witnessing his own weakness.
“Feeling better, Skippa?” asked Private, while putting his mop aside.
“Now there it is!!” Kowalski’s triumphant voice echoed all over the habitat. Skippa looked at the door of the lab and glanced at Marlene questioningly. He didn’t feel like talking much – it would cost him too much energy.
“Kowalski has found his Mom’s old recipe for a manchot, pingouin Tea” informed him Marlene.
Skippa goggled at her.
“Whaa?”
“It’s a special kind of a Tea, which fights off nausea and helps collect strength. I’m sure you’ll feel much better after drinking it”.
Skippa covered himself with a blanket and frowned.
“I hope its taste is bearable enough” he muttered, slightly annoyed. “What kind of ingredients does Kowalski need to make one?”
“Errrmm.. toi see.. Kowalski was quite cagy about this one” muttered Marlene, paddling with her paws nervously.
“What do toi mean he was cagy?” frowned Skipper.
“Now look, Skipper, will toi just calm down. Trust me, we have no intention of poisoning toi ou something..”
“Long story short, the taste is damn awful, right?” asked Skipper. But a sudden wave of pain in the head prevented him from further arguing. He sank back on his oreiller and let out a moan.
“Now, hold it carefully, Rico and pass it to Skipper, okay?” they heard Kowalski’s smothered voice. “And try not to spill everything out on your way to his bunk”.
“Marbrha!” answered Rico. He got out of the lab, waddled up to Skipper’s lit and handed him a cup of manchot, pingouin Tea.
Skipper took several sips and goggled his eyes out.
“Sweet Mother McArthur! What the hell is this? It’s soo Goddamn bitter!
“It has to be bitter, Skippa” replied Marlene.
“This ain’t gonna fly, sister” mumbled Skipper, pushing the cup aside. “There’s no way I’m going to drink some plus of this hellish tea. Rico, spill it out in the sink!”
But Rico made an oblong: “Na-aaah!”, grabbed the cup and placed it back in his leader’s flippers, his expression stern and decisive.
“Now pleaaaase guys! I can’t drink it anymore! It’s a torture!” moaned Skipper. On hearing their conversation, Kowalski waddled up towards his bunk, mysterious smile leaking on his beak. Skipper felt like a sick baby surrounded par parents who keep repeating their immortal line aka: “We know what’s best for you, kido” and insist on him to take a medicine.
“I guess we may try to solve this problem otherwise, Skipper” a dit Kowalski. “How about I put a piece of catfish in your tea, to make it plus tasty for you?”
“Now that sounds like a sensible option, Kowalski” muttered Skipper, smiling.
Kowalski went to the fridge, pulled out a plate with a catfish meat, cut off a piece and placed it in Skipper’s drink.
“Much better” stated Skipper after taking two plus careful sips.
Marlene, Rico, Kowalski and Private sighed with relief.
“Good one for ya, Kowalski” whispered the Otter. “I thought it would be much worse”.
They discreetly knocked their fists and smiled.
CHAPTER TWO: manchot, pingouin Tea
Her face was covered with fog. Her green eyes anxious, teary, full of empathy and concern. She wore the same expression when leaning over him down the sewer, after she’d saved him from drowning.
He was too weak to move, but he felt his cheeks blushing from anger and embarrassment. He’d never thrown up in front of a girl before. He knew she caught the sight of him vomiting as he could hear her terrified voice.
“Guys, seems like he’s already woke up!” she informed the rest of the team, while dabbing Skipper’s forehead with a damp cloth. Skipper collected his strength, craned his neck from the oreiller and took a quick look around. He spotted Private cleaning the floor with a mop. Private stopped for a while and sent Skipper a cerise smile.
“No wonder, I puked all over the habitat” thought Skipper and collapsed back on his pillow. It was too much for him to bear. He hated people seeing him in such an awful state. He couldn’t stand anybody witnessing his own weakness.
“Feeling better, Skippa?” asked Private, while putting his mop aside.
“Now there it is!!” Kowalski’s triumphant voice echoed all over the habitat. Skippa looked at the door of the lab and glanced at Marlene questioningly. He didn’t feel like talking much – it would cost him too much energy.
“Kowalski has found his Mom’s old recipe for a manchot, pingouin Tea” informed him Marlene.
Skippa goggled at her.
“Whaa?”
“It’s a special kind of a Tea, which fights off nausea and helps collect strength. I’m sure you’ll feel much better after drinking it”.
Skippa covered himself with a blanket and frowned.
“I hope its taste is bearable enough” he muttered, slightly annoyed. “What kind of ingredients does Kowalski need to make one?”
“Errrmm.. toi see.. Kowalski was quite cagy about this one” muttered Marlene, paddling with her paws nervously.
“What do toi mean he was cagy?” frowned Skipper.
“Now look, Skipper, will toi just calm down. Trust me, we have no intention of poisoning toi ou something..”
“Long story short, the taste is damn awful, right?” asked Skipper. But a sudden wave of pain in the head prevented him from further arguing. He sank back on his oreiller and let out a moan.
“Now, hold it carefully, Rico and pass it to Skipper, okay?” they heard Kowalski’s smothered voice. “And try not to spill everything out on your way to his bunk”.
“Marbrha!” answered Rico. He got out of the lab, waddled up to Skipper’s lit and handed him a cup of manchot, pingouin Tea.
Skipper took several sips and goggled his eyes out.
“Sweet Mother McArthur! What the hell is this? It’s soo Goddamn bitter!
“It has to be bitter, Skippa” replied Marlene.
“This ain’t gonna fly, sister” mumbled Skipper, pushing the cup aside. “There’s no way I’m going to drink some plus of this hellish tea. Rico, spill it out in the sink!”
But Rico made an oblong: “Na-aaah!”, grabbed the cup and placed it back in his leader’s flippers, his expression stern and decisive.
“Now pleaaaase guys! I can’t drink it anymore! It’s a torture!” moaned Skipper. On hearing their conversation, Kowalski waddled up towards his bunk, mysterious smile leaking on his beak. Skipper felt like a sick baby surrounded par parents who keep repeating their immortal line aka: “We know what’s best for you, kido” and insist on him to take a medicine.
“I guess we may try to solve this problem otherwise, Skipper” a dit Kowalski. “How about I put a piece of catfish in your tea, to make it plus tasty for you?”
“Now that sounds like a sensible option, Kowalski” muttered Skipper, smiling.
Kowalski went to the fridge, pulled out a plate with a catfish meat, cut off a piece and placed it in Skipper’s drink.
“Much better” stated Skipper after taking two plus careful sips.
Marlene, Rico, Kowalski and Private sighed with relief.
“Good one for ya, Kowalski” whispered the Otter. “I thought it would be much worse”.
They discreetly knocked their fists and smiled.
Jedi manchot, pingouin came in the middle of the night telling them that she whant to help with the plans.Then hans and three other penguins frome denmark came to asked for their help."Why do I whant to help you?"asked skipper."Becuse all of my penguins got kidnaped."Awnsred hans."Youstill have three of yor penguins left."reminded fun123fun."So that is not enuft to rescue the rest of my penguins."said hans."Ok we'ill help you."skipper said.When they whent back to the penguins HQ they started the plans."Ok first we must get in the ship."kowalski said."Then one of us must go to the engen room to see if there is anything that we can use."skipper said."Meanwhill the rest of us will go to find all of the captuerd animals."Jedi manchot, pingouin replyed."After that we will go to the control room and reles all of the captured animals."War manchot, pingouin replyed."If Dr.Blowehole ou any of his minons attack us we will fight agens them."fun123fun replyed.
"If people see you, they'll capture you!" a dit Skipper. "Bleh!" Rico agreed. "We'll just say she's a rare species!" Private suggested. Everyone agreed.
The suivant day, Kat could walk. She went outside. It was Sunday, so everyone just hung out. Kat could not get out, however. She couldn't swim with her cast. "Oh shit!" she thought, "How the hell am I supposed to get over there?" She then jumped up, and flew. "Pinky!" Skipper said, "Don't do that in front of people, got it?" "Got it." Kat responded.
The jour was fun. Kat met new people (one tried to fling poo at her), hung out, and even explored outside of the Zoo!
Kat ran into the middle of the road. A truck was about to hit her! She woke up. Just a dream! Everyone was sleeping still. "Good." she thought.
The suivant day, Kat could walk. She went outside. It was Sunday, so everyone just hung out. Kat could not get out, however. She couldn't swim with her cast. "Oh shit!" she thought, "How the hell am I supposed to get over there?" She then jumped up, and flew. "Pinky!" Skipper said, "Don't do that in front of people, got it?" "Got it." Kat responded.
The jour was fun. Kat met new people (one tried to fling poo at her), hung out, and even explored outside of the Zoo!
Kat ran into the middle of the road. A truck was about to hit her! She woke up. Just a dream! Everyone was sleeping still. "Good." she thought.