“Good Game”
July 30, 2014
“I believe that’s checkmate, Marlene,” Skipper announced, moving his piece to trap her king.
Marlene pursed her lips and threw a bishop at him. “Come on, that was the third time in a row,” she protested.
Skipper laughed. “Hey, don’t hate the player, here!”
Marlene laughed and threw a knight at him. “I don’t hate you, it just makes me feel better,” she corrected.
“Well,” Skipper replied with a smile, “two can play at that game!” He threw a pawn at her and she ducked under the table. “Hey! Come back here, wewe little coward!” he said, following her under with a laugh. Marlene took the opportunity to jump onto the table, grab a handful of chess pieces, and throw them at him one kwa one.
“Hey!” Skipper exclaimed as he tried to pull up, but ended up hitting his head on the bottom of the table, reacting with an “Ow!”
Marlene laughed. “Victory is mine!” she cried triumphantly.
Skipper finally managed to pull himself up and he batted the pieces away with his flipper.
“C’mon, Marlene! wewe ain’t ran out of pieces yet?” he said, laughing. Finally, he reached out and knocked the chessboard to the floor, sending the rest of Marlene’s ammo with it.
“Hey!” Marlene protested as she threw her last remaining chess piece, which Skipper successfully batted away.
“Don’t ‘hey’ me,” Skipper said, crossing his flippers over his chest. “Now, help me clean up your mess, Miss Sore Loser,” he ordered with a smile.
“Sorry, I guess I just got carried away,” Marlene said, removing herself from the tabletop.
“No kidding,” Skipper replied with a laugh as he picked up the chess pieces. “Ah, I understand, don’t worry about it. It’s perfectly natural to feel frustrated with my superiority.”
Marlene laughed. “You’re impossible, Skipper,” she said.
After a few zaidi dakika of picking up the chess pieces, they set what pieces they had on the meza, jedwali and assessed the set for completion.
“I’m missing the white rook,” Marlene told Skipper as he affirmed the completion of the black set.
“Well, it has to be here somewhere,” he alisema as they both started to look around.
Marlene spotted it tucked inayofuata to the leg of the meza, jedwali and she stooped over to pick it up when her paw came in contact with a flipper and she looked up in surprise to find Skipper’s sapphire eyes looking back into hers.
After a moment of awkward silence, they looked back down to see that they’d both grabbed the rook at the same time. Skipper cleared his throat and Marlene pulled her paw from atop his flipper. Skipper picked up the rook.
“Heh, found it,” he said, setting it on the table.
“Me too,” Marlene replied with a nervous smile. Unable to hold eye contact with the growing tension in the room, she looked down at the chess pieces on the table.
“Good game, Marlene,” Skipper alisema finally. When Marlene looked back to him, he was smiling warmly. She couldn’t stop herself from returning the gesture.
“Good game, Skipper.”
July 30, 2014
“I believe that’s checkmate, Marlene,” Skipper announced, moving his piece to trap her king.
Marlene pursed her lips and threw a bishop at him. “Come on, that was the third time in a row,” she protested.
Skipper laughed. “Hey, don’t hate the player, here!”
Marlene laughed and threw a knight at him. “I don’t hate you, it just makes me feel better,” she corrected.
“Well,” Skipper replied with a smile, “two can play at that game!” He threw a pawn at her and she ducked under the table. “Hey! Come back here, wewe little coward!” he said, following her under with a laugh. Marlene took the opportunity to jump onto the table, grab a handful of chess pieces, and throw them at him one kwa one.
“Hey!” Skipper exclaimed as he tried to pull up, but ended up hitting his head on the bottom of the table, reacting with an “Ow!”
Marlene laughed. “Victory is mine!” she cried triumphantly.
Skipper finally managed to pull himself up and he batted the pieces away with his flipper.
“C’mon, Marlene! wewe ain’t ran out of pieces yet?” he said, laughing. Finally, he reached out and knocked the chessboard to the floor, sending the rest of Marlene’s ammo with it.
“Hey!” Marlene protested as she threw her last remaining chess piece, which Skipper successfully batted away.
“Don’t ‘hey’ me,” Skipper said, crossing his flippers over his chest. “Now, help me clean up your mess, Miss Sore Loser,” he ordered with a smile.
“Sorry, I guess I just got carried away,” Marlene said, removing herself from the tabletop.
“No kidding,” Skipper replied with a laugh as he picked up the chess pieces. “Ah, I understand, don’t worry about it. It’s perfectly natural to feel frustrated with my superiority.”
Marlene laughed. “You’re impossible, Skipper,” she said.
After a few zaidi dakika of picking up the chess pieces, they set what pieces they had on the meza, jedwali and assessed the set for completion.
“I’m missing the white rook,” Marlene told Skipper as he affirmed the completion of the black set.
“Well, it has to be here somewhere,” he alisema as they both started to look around.
Marlene spotted it tucked inayofuata to the leg of the meza, jedwali and she stooped over to pick it up when her paw came in contact with a flipper and she looked up in surprise to find Skipper’s sapphire eyes looking back into hers.
After a moment of awkward silence, they looked back down to see that they’d both grabbed the rook at the same time. Skipper cleared his throat and Marlene pulled her paw from atop his flipper. Skipper picked up the rook.
“Heh, found it,” he said, setting it on the table.
“Me too,” Marlene replied with a nervous smile. Unable to hold eye contact with the growing tension in the room, she looked down at the chess pieces on the table.
“Good game, Marlene,” Skipper alisema finally. When Marlene looked back to him, he was smiling warmly. She couldn’t stop herself from returning the gesture.
“Good game, Skipper.”
The penguins were doing their daily cleaning around their HQ. "Hello silly penguins!" king Julien alisema as he walked into their HQ. "Ringtail? What is with the jogging outfit?" "There is a race soon!" "Ok then...Have fun with that." "But wewe don't understand! There are prizes!" " Ooo! CANDY!" Shouted Private. "Fine! We'll take wewe on in a race ringtail. And I can tell wewe that were going to win!" "Hey guys! Did wewe say something about a race?" Asked Marlene.
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ggreen7295 here! So I had this crazyish idea. To celebrate the authors, stories, OCs, and other PoM things created on FF, I wanted to have a "Academy Awardish thing" for wewe guys. Like, there would be categories such as
Best Author
Best Fanfic
Best T rated Fanfic
Best M rated Fanfic
Best Romance
Best Horror
Most Depressing fanfic
Best Humanized fanfic
Best One shot
Yeah those are just the one's off the juu of my head. Of course I can't do this kwa myself. I need no co workers some other people to help my make decisions. Like first of all... What should we call this? Write a review explaining why wewe should help me do this. Well that's all...Hmm I should write my story... Hey, Xbox! :/ (Must play Borderlands)
Best Author
Best Fanfic
Best T rated Fanfic
Best M rated Fanfic
Best Romance
Best Horror
Most Depressing fanfic
Best Humanized fanfic
Best One shot
Yeah those are just the one's off the juu of my head. Of course I can't do this kwa myself. I need no co workers some other people to help my make decisions. Like first of all... What should we call this? Write a review explaining why wewe should help me do this. Well that's all...Hmm I should write my story... Hey, Xbox! :/ (Must play Borderlands)