"This is the loutre habitat, accueil to Marlene the otter," Skipper gestured to Marlene's place. "Nice slide," Pluma commented. Skipper rubbed is chin thoughtfully. "Yeah, toi could say that about-"
"Hey, Skipper! What's up?" Marlene hopped down from the enclosure wall. She was about to déplacer toward Skipper when she saw Pluma holding hands with him.
Marlene stared for a few moments. "Skipper? WHO. IS. THIS?" She asked through clenched teeth, holding down her anger. "This," Skipper gestured to Pluma, not seeming to notice Marlene's hostile glare. "is Pluma," Pluma waved and smiled. Marlene scowled at her.
Skipper didn't notice Marlene's strange behavior. "We have until 2000, so we better get going," With that, the couple set off. Pluma glanced behind her. Marlene was still glowering at her.What's up with her? It almost as if she's envious of me... Pluma shook that thought away. Marlene was a MAMMAL, and Skipper was a bird.
Marlene was VERY mad. She had always loved Skipper, and now he was hanging around some STRANGER. Marlene thought and thought. Usually, she tried to hook people up, but with Skipper......SHE was right choice. Not PLUMA.
Marlene paced up and down. She sat down and picked up her fleur vase. Marlene swirled a marguerite, daisy around with her finger. She would tell him. She tell about how much she loved him. How she thought he was funny and cute.
Marlene smiled. Perhaps Skipper will ditch that new girl when her finally sees that SHE was the perfect choice. Marlene closed her eyes.
They would go on a rendez-vous amoureux, date and eat spaghetti. They would both eat the same noodle and touch lips...and kiss. Skipper would look into her eyes and say how much he loved her. He'd play Spanish guitare for her. They'd get married in Paris, under the full moon. That would be perfect. Perfect...
Meanwhile,in the park, Skipper and Pluma were getting close. The moon glowed softly above their heads. Skipper looked into Pluma's eyes, but the feathers cover one. Skipper lifted them up. Pluma blinked a long slow blink. Her flipper moved down from her lap. To her side, closer to Skipper. He took the flipper. They got closer. So close, their beaks were touching.
Skipper pulled away and looked up into the tree. "Alright, I know you're there," He snapped, annoyed. For awhile, nothing happened. Then, Private, Rico, and Kowalski all plopped out the tree, all shamefaced. Pluma blushed.
"Sorry, Skipper, it was my idea." Kowalski admitted. Skipper scowled and shook his head. "Can toi NOT spy on very private moments?" He growled. Pluma stood there, speechless. Was everyone jealous?
Skipper took Pluma's flipper gently. "Let's go," Pluma nodded and gave Kowalski a dirty look. Skipper saw it. "Aw, Pluma, shame alone should stop them from spying on us again!" He a dit with good nature. "I guess you're right, Skipper,"
Pluma sighed. "Is Marlene always that cruel?" Skipper stopped. "Cruel? Marlene is always nice...and naive," Skipper's voice was full of surprise. "I know, but," Pluma sighed,"She was glaring at me......like she was angry at me,"
Skipper thought about it. "You, know, she'll warm up to toi soon enough," The corners of Pluma's beak moved. "Yeah, I guess you're right," She agrees. Little did they know what Marlene was planing...
"Hey, Skipper! What's up?" Marlene hopped down from the enclosure wall. She was about to déplacer toward Skipper when she saw Pluma holding hands with him.
Marlene stared for a few moments. "Skipper? WHO. IS. THIS?" She asked through clenched teeth, holding down her anger. "This," Skipper gestured to Pluma, not seeming to notice Marlene's hostile glare. "is Pluma," Pluma waved and smiled. Marlene scowled at her.
Skipper didn't notice Marlene's strange behavior. "We have until 2000, so we better get going," With that, the couple set off. Pluma glanced behind her. Marlene was still glowering at her.What's up with her? It almost as if she's envious of me... Pluma shook that thought away. Marlene was a MAMMAL, and Skipper was a bird.
Marlene was VERY mad. She had always loved Skipper, and now he was hanging around some STRANGER. Marlene thought and thought. Usually, she tried to hook people up, but with Skipper......SHE was right choice. Not PLUMA.
Marlene paced up and down. She sat down and picked up her fleur vase. Marlene swirled a marguerite, daisy around with her finger. She would tell him. She tell about how much she loved him. How she thought he was funny and cute.
Marlene smiled. Perhaps Skipper will ditch that new girl when her finally sees that SHE was the perfect choice. Marlene closed her eyes.
They would go on a rendez-vous amoureux, date and eat spaghetti. They would both eat the same noodle and touch lips...and kiss. Skipper would look into her eyes and say how much he loved her. He'd play Spanish guitare for her. They'd get married in Paris, under the full moon. That would be perfect. Perfect...
Meanwhile,in the park, Skipper and Pluma were getting close. The moon glowed softly above their heads. Skipper looked into Pluma's eyes, but the feathers cover one. Skipper lifted them up. Pluma blinked a long slow blink. Her flipper moved down from her lap. To her side, closer to Skipper. He took the flipper. They got closer. So close, their beaks were touching.
Skipper pulled away and looked up into the tree. "Alright, I know you're there," He snapped, annoyed. For awhile, nothing happened. Then, Private, Rico, and Kowalski all plopped out the tree, all shamefaced. Pluma blushed.
"Sorry, Skipper, it was my idea." Kowalski admitted. Skipper scowled and shook his head. "Can toi NOT spy on very private moments?" He growled. Pluma stood there, speechless. Was everyone jealous?
Skipper took Pluma's flipper gently. "Let's go," Pluma nodded and gave Kowalski a dirty look. Skipper saw it. "Aw, Pluma, shame alone should stop them from spying on us again!" He a dit with good nature. "I guess you're right, Skipper,"
Pluma sighed. "Is Marlene always that cruel?" Skipper stopped. "Cruel? Marlene is always nice...and naive," Skipper's voice was full of surprise. "I know, but," Pluma sighed,"She was glaring at me......like she was angry at me,"
Skipper thought about it. "You, know, she'll warm up to toi soon enough," The corners of Pluma's beak moved. "Yeah, I guess you're right," She agrees. Little did they know what Marlene was planing...
private: mom (hugs mom)
kowalski: nothing much toi have any nines
rico: nuh go poisson (eats fish)
skipper: private we got a letter in the mail for toi
private: really skippah (grabs letter)
dear private
i am coming for a visit today toi may not remember me cause toi were just a baby boy bu be on your best behavior before i get there
l’amour melody (mom)
private: my mothers coming for ah visit todah
(ding)
private: mom (hugs mom)
melody: private my sweet little boy look how big you've grown (looks at shocked penguins in the back)
skipper: what the heck is going on here
to be continued
