Editor's note: This one was the least fun to write so far, for me. I planned the first part, but for this part, i had to make stuff up as i went along. Not a good idea.
It was almost three in the afternoon. It was warm out and Dash watched confusingly as Dave and Jesse came over to the exibit with a cage.
"Well, damned Buffalo Zoo says they'll be later then they thought, so we decided to send our manchot, pingouin first 'fore they got 'ere. Not comin' 'til six, I think," Dave informed.
"Okay. Well, lets get this over with. I think this manchot, pingouin is gonna put up a fight." Jesse a dit as he looked around the exibit.
Dash turned to Skipper, "What are they doing? why do they keep on staring at me? I mean, I know I have great looks and all, but it's really starting to creep me out."
Skipper rolled his eyes. "They are taking toi away and sending toi to some other zoo, in a place called Albany ou something."
"WHAT?!? They can't take me, I've been here all my life!"
Skipper smirked. "HA! I knew it! toi never lived in Antarctica! ou fought off a leopard joint, joint d’étanchéité ou a killer whale! toi a dit it yourself! What do toi say to that?"
Dash just stared at Skipper, dumbfounded. He really didn't know what to say. He was embarrassed. Outsmarted par a fourteen-year-old.
Kowalski was listening in the whole time. "Wait, so toi never really saved a girl from being eaten par an orca, and all your other stories are just lies?" Kowalski was disappointed.
"See, Kowalski, I was right. Dash is just a big, fat liar." Skipper said. He was also disappointed, but it was shown towards Kowalski.
"I'm not fat!!" Dash finally spoke up. It was the only thing he could really say right now.
Then Dave opened the cage. "Come here penguin. I got some fish," he lied.
Jesse impatiently grabbed Dash. Skipper never heard him squeal so loudly.
"LET ME GO! toi CAN'T DO THIS!" Dash shrieked.
Jesse, trying keep a grip on the struggling penguin, was finally able to stuff him into the cage. Dave locked the cage door behind him.
"There. What a fighter that one was. Real stubborn, if toi ask me," Dave said.
"Seriously. Now lets send him off, and then lets get something to eat. toi up for Wendy's?"
"Yeah, I'm starvin', man." Dave replied. The zookeepers left. Dave was holding the cage, where Dash was held captive in it, swearing loudly.
That's the last Skipper, Kowalski, and Heidi saw of Dash. Boy, were they happy.
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It was almost five. Hiedi was down below, taking a nap. Skipper and Kowalski were arguing.
"Oh come on, Kowalski. toi can't fight for your life. toi are all brains, and that's it. toi have no combat skills whatsoever."
Kowalski balled the end of his flippers into fists. He knew Skipper was only saying that to get him to attack him. And he really wanted to right now, but he thought it would really bother Skipper if he held back. "That's a lie. I could fight if I tried."
"Then let's see it," Skipper grinned.
"Umm, no, because... "Kowalski thought for a moment. He wanted to get out of this situation really badly. He couldn't take the tention. "Because... Heidi will get mad. She hates it when we get into combat."
"Heidi, Schmeidi. Who cares. She's asleep, she won't notice."
"Okay, then... we still can't fight, because we'd make a scene in front of the visitors. As I recall, it isn't in a penguin's nature to attack other penguins. It would be embarrassing. Remember last time? The humans all gathered around taking pictures, because they thought we were... mating." Kowalski cringed at the last word.
Skipper laughed, a kind of nervous laugh, as the memory came back to him. "The zoo closes soon. Everyone is making their way out of the zoo now. Face it Kowalski. You're just thinking of excuses because toi are afraid to fight me. toi can't fight."
Skipper was suddenly pushed to the ground, with Kowalski on haut, retour au début of him. He was expecting this though. Skipper flipped Kowalski over so that he was on top. Kowalski pushed him off and quickly jumped up. Skipper go up too. Kowalski ran towards Skipper. When he was an inch away from punching Skipper in the stomach, Skipper jumped into the air, did a flip, and landed right behind Kowalski. Kowalski turned, just as Skipper pushed him and he fell to the ground with Skipper on haut, retour au début of him. Kowalski struggled, but he couldn't force Skipper to let go.
"One... Two... THREE! I win!" Skipper shouted victoriously.
Then Kowalski a dit his overly used excuse that he always uses after losing a fight:
"Your older then me, which means you're stronger! No fair!"
"Shut up, Kowalski. I won, so that's that." Skipper finalized, rolling his eyes.
Kowalski got up and glared at him, while Skipper merely smiled back.
"I hate you, Skipper."
"Pfft, toi always say that, but toi never mean it. Come on. Friends?"
Kowalski stared at Skipper. He didn't want to say anything. Finally, as usual, he gave in.
"...Friends. But that doesn't mean I'm still not mad at you."
"Up high!" Skipper yelped.
Kowalski high-fived him.
"Down low!" Skipper lowered his flipper. Kowalski tried to high-five him again, but only swat at the air when Skipper quickly pulled away. Kowalski always falls for that one.
"Too slow!"
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It was finally six o' clock. Jesse was waiting par the manchot, pingouin exibit for Dave to montrer up with the crate.
Dave came carrying a bigger caisse then Jesse expected. Dave didn't look happy.
"Damned people. They say they're only sendin' one penguin, but no, they send us three. Did they actually think we would be ready for three plus penguins?!?"
Jesse swore. "We already have three penguins! This exibit is too small for six! What the hell were they thinking?!?
"They weren't. They really wanted to get rid of their penguins." Dave sighed. "Ya know, I really hate my job. I wanted to be a vet."
Skipper eyes widened. THREE penguins?
It was almost three in the afternoon. It was warm out and Dash watched confusingly as Dave and Jesse came over to the exibit with a cage.
"Well, damned Buffalo Zoo says they'll be later then they thought, so we decided to send our manchot, pingouin first 'fore they got 'ere. Not comin' 'til six, I think," Dave informed.
"Okay. Well, lets get this over with. I think this manchot, pingouin is gonna put up a fight." Jesse a dit as he looked around the exibit.
Dash turned to Skipper, "What are they doing? why do they keep on staring at me? I mean, I know I have great looks and all, but it's really starting to creep me out."
Skipper rolled his eyes. "They are taking toi away and sending toi to some other zoo, in a place called Albany ou something."
"WHAT?!? They can't take me, I've been here all my life!"
Skipper smirked. "HA! I knew it! toi never lived in Antarctica! ou fought off a leopard joint, joint d’étanchéité ou a killer whale! toi a dit it yourself! What do toi say to that?"
Dash just stared at Skipper, dumbfounded. He really didn't know what to say. He was embarrassed. Outsmarted par a fourteen-year-old.
Kowalski was listening in the whole time. "Wait, so toi never really saved a girl from being eaten par an orca, and all your other stories are just lies?" Kowalski was disappointed.
"See, Kowalski, I was right. Dash is just a big, fat liar." Skipper said. He was also disappointed, but it was shown towards Kowalski.
"I'm not fat!!" Dash finally spoke up. It was the only thing he could really say right now.
Then Dave opened the cage. "Come here penguin. I got some fish," he lied.
Jesse impatiently grabbed Dash. Skipper never heard him squeal so loudly.
"LET ME GO! toi CAN'T DO THIS!" Dash shrieked.
Jesse, trying keep a grip on the struggling penguin, was finally able to stuff him into the cage. Dave locked the cage door behind him.
"There. What a fighter that one was. Real stubborn, if toi ask me," Dave said.
"Seriously. Now lets send him off, and then lets get something to eat. toi up for Wendy's?"
"Yeah, I'm starvin', man." Dave replied. The zookeepers left. Dave was holding the cage, where Dash was held captive in it, swearing loudly.
That's the last Skipper, Kowalski, and Heidi saw of Dash. Boy, were they happy.
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It was almost five. Hiedi was down below, taking a nap. Skipper and Kowalski were arguing.
"Oh come on, Kowalski. toi can't fight for your life. toi are all brains, and that's it. toi have no combat skills whatsoever."
Kowalski balled the end of his flippers into fists. He knew Skipper was only saying that to get him to attack him. And he really wanted to right now, but he thought it would really bother Skipper if he held back. "That's a lie. I could fight if I tried."
"Then let's see it," Skipper grinned.
"Umm, no, because... "Kowalski thought for a moment. He wanted to get out of this situation really badly. He couldn't take the tention. "Because... Heidi will get mad. She hates it when we get into combat."
"Heidi, Schmeidi. Who cares. She's asleep, she won't notice."
"Okay, then... we still can't fight, because we'd make a scene in front of the visitors. As I recall, it isn't in a penguin's nature to attack other penguins. It would be embarrassing. Remember last time? The humans all gathered around taking pictures, because they thought we were... mating." Kowalski cringed at the last word.
Skipper laughed, a kind of nervous laugh, as the memory came back to him. "The zoo closes soon. Everyone is making their way out of the zoo now. Face it Kowalski. You're just thinking of excuses because toi are afraid to fight me. toi can't fight."
Skipper was suddenly pushed to the ground, with Kowalski on haut, retour au début of him. He was expecting this though. Skipper flipped Kowalski over so that he was on top. Kowalski pushed him off and quickly jumped up. Skipper go up too. Kowalski ran towards Skipper. When he was an inch away from punching Skipper in the stomach, Skipper jumped into the air, did a flip, and landed right behind Kowalski. Kowalski turned, just as Skipper pushed him and he fell to the ground with Skipper on haut, retour au début of him. Kowalski struggled, but he couldn't force Skipper to let go.
"One... Two... THREE! I win!" Skipper shouted victoriously.
Then Kowalski a dit his overly used excuse that he always uses after losing a fight:
"Your older then me, which means you're stronger! No fair!"
"Shut up, Kowalski. I won, so that's that." Skipper finalized, rolling his eyes.
Kowalski got up and glared at him, while Skipper merely smiled back.
"I hate you, Skipper."
"Pfft, toi always say that, but toi never mean it. Come on. Friends?"
Kowalski stared at Skipper. He didn't want to say anything. Finally, as usual, he gave in.
"...Friends. But that doesn't mean I'm still not mad at you."
"Up high!" Skipper yelped.
Kowalski high-fived him.
"Down low!" Skipper lowered his flipper. Kowalski tried to high-five him again, but only swat at the air when Skipper quickly pulled away. Kowalski always falls for that one.
"Too slow!"
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It was finally six o' clock. Jesse was waiting par the manchot, pingouin exibit for Dave to montrer up with the crate.
Dave came carrying a bigger caisse then Jesse expected. Dave didn't look happy.
"Damned people. They say they're only sendin' one penguin, but no, they send us three. Did they actually think we would be ready for three plus penguins?!?"
Jesse swore. "We already have three penguins! This exibit is too small for six! What the hell were they thinking?!?
"They weren't. They really wanted to get rid of their penguins." Dave sighed. "Ya know, I really hate my job. I wanted to be a vet."
Skipper eyes widened. THREE penguins?