Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a sekunde he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying inayofuata to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.
Fifteen dakika later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of samaki coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let out a tired sigh.
“Good morning,” Marlene alisema softly as she noticed that Skipper was awake. She poured a cup of coffee and handed it to the drowsy penguin.
“Here wewe go,” she alisema as she passed the coffee off, “something to put a little pep in your step.”
“Thank wewe Marlene, wewe know me too well. Are wewe sure you’re not a spy.” Skipper replied jokingly. Marlene just smiled and gave him a playful ngumi, punch to the shoulder. She sat down inayofuata to him on the bed, and he wrapped his free flipper around her shoulders.
“So what’s the plan for today?” She asked curiously.
“Well I can either go and meet up with my team…OR I can sit here and tell wewe how pretty wewe are.”
“I like the latter.” A wide grin spread across her face.
“Ok the latter it is then, I’m sure Kowalski’s doing fine anyways.” Skipper was blissfully unaware of what has happening outside the zoo.
Kowalski quickly darted to the other side of the mti where Private had fallen, Rico following closely. He wasn’t sure what to expect, and picha of the worst case scenario raced through his mind.
What if he’s seriously hurt, au even worse…dead? How would Skipper react, what would happen to me? What about Private, what if he’s never the same after, how would I live with that guilt.
As he rounded the mti Kowalski spotted Private’s motionless foot. As the mti reveled the rest of the young penguin’s body Kowalski’s fears had come true. A broken flipper was apparent and a decent sized gash was visible across his forehead. Luckily for Private he was unconscious and thus ignorant to the wounds that ailed him.
Kowalski fell to his knees and cradled Privates head in his flippers.
“Rico, attend to that flipper, STAT!” Kowalski ordered, trying to get a grip on the situation.
Rico, without hesitation, coughed up a splint and began to immobilize Privates broken flipper, making sure to keep everything in place. He worked carefully but rapidly, making sure not to disturb the already damaged appendage.
Kowalski had managed to stop the bleeding from the wound on Private’s forehead. Knowing that there was nothing else he could do with out the proper equipment he demanded Rico to carry him back to the HQ.
Rico picked up Private’s limp body and ran swiftly back to the HQ. Kowalski on the other hand headed in the opposite direction, towards Marlene’s habitat.
He hated the idea of interrupting what ever they were doing, but he knew that he couldn’t do this without Skipper.
He tobogganed quicker than he ever has before, flying across the ground, almost frictionless. In no time he was in front of Marlene’s habitat and already falling towards the water below.
From inside a splash was heard, both Skipper and Marlene looked towards the entrance to her home, then back at each other. They shrugged and were about to continue they’re conversation when a dripping wet Kowalski shot through the tunnel.
“Kowalski? What are wewe doing here?” Skipper asked wondering for what possible reason the intellect would onyesha up.
“Skipper…it’s…it’s…Private…he’s…he’s…” Kowalski stammered as he tried to catch his breath.
“He’s what, spit it out already,” Skipper commanded bluntly.
“He’s…hurt.”
Skipper just sat silently, shocked kwa the news that was just brought upon him. He felt anger beginning to develop deep inside him, he wasn’t sure if it was directed towards Kowalski, au himself.
“How bad is it?” Skipper finally managed to ask
“I don’t know, Rico’s taking care of him right now back at the HQ but he needs some help, that’s why I came to get you.”
Skipper stood up, gave Marlene a light kiss on the cheek, and without another word darted out of her home, with Kowalski close behind.
Fifteen dakika later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of samaki coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let out a tired sigh.
“Good morning,” Marlene alisema softly as she noticed that Skipper was awake. She poured a cup of coffee and handed it to the drowsy penguin.
“Here wewe go,” she alisema as she passed the coffee off, “something to put a little pep in your step.”
“Thank wewe Marlene, wewe know me too well. Are wewe sure you’re not a spy.” Skipper replied jokingly. Marlene just smiled and gave him a playful ngumi, punch to the shoulder. She sat down inayofuata to him on the bed, and he wrapped his free flipper around her shoulders.
“So what’s the plan for today?” She asked curiously.
“Well I can either go and meet up with my team…OR I can sit here and tell wewe how pretty wewe are.”
“I like the latter.” A wide grin spread across her face.
“Ok the latter it is then, I’m sure Kowalski’s doing fine anyways.” Skipper was blissfully unaware of what has happening outside the zoo.
Kowalski quickly darted to the other side of the mti where Private had fallen, Rico following closely. He wasn’t sure what to expect, and picha of the worst case scenario raced through his mind.
What if he’s seriously hurt, au even worse…dead? How would Skipper react, what would happen to me? What about Private, what if he’s never the same after, how would I live with that guilt.
As he rounded the mti Kowalski spotted Private’s motionless foot. As the mti reveled the rest of the young penguin’s body Kowalski’s fears had come true. A broken flipper was apparent and a decent sized gash was visible across his forehead. Luckily for Private he was unconscious and thus ignorant to the wounds that ailed him.
Kowalski fell to his knees and cradled Privates head in his flippers.
“Rico, attend to that flipper, STAT!” Kowalski ordered, trying to get a grip on the situation.
Rico, without hesitation, coughed up a splint and began to immobilize Privates broken flipper, making sure to keep everything in place. He worked carefully but rapidly, making sure not to disturb the already damaged appendage.
Kowalski had managed to stop the bleeding from the wound on Private’s forehead. Knowing that there was nothing else he could do with out the proper equipment he demanded Rico to carry him back to the HQ.
Rico picked up Private’s limp body and ran swiftly back to the HQ. Kowalski on the other hand headed in the opposite direction, towards Marlene’s habitat.
He hated the idea of interrupting what ever they were doing, but he knew that he couldn’t do this without Skipper.
He tobogganed quicker than he ever has before, flying across the ground, almost frictionless. In no time he was in front of Marlene’s habitat and already falling towards the water below.
From inside a splash was heard, both Skipper and Marlene looked towards the entrance to her home, then back at each other. They shrugged and were about to continue they’re conversation when a dripping wet Kowalski shot through the tunnel.
“Kowalski? What are wewe doing here?” Skipper asked wondering for what possible reason the intellect would onyesha up.
“Skipper…it’s…it’s…Private…he’s…he’s…” Kowalski stammered as he tried to catch his breath.
“He’s what, spit it out already,” Skipper commanded bluntly.
“He’s…hurt.”
Skipper just sat silently, shocked kwa the news that was just brought upon him. He felt anger beginning to develop deep inside him, he wasn’t sure if it was directed towards Kowalski, au himself.
“How bad is it?” Skipper finally managed to ask
“I don’t know, Rico’s taking care of him right now back at the HQ but he needs some help, that’s why I came to get you.”
Skipper stood up, gave Marlene a light kiss on the cheek, and without another word darted out of her home, with Kowalski close behind.
WATCH the awali specials on the Operation Blowhole DVD. au download them from iTunes and watch them on your computer, tablet, au smartphone.
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DANCE to Dr Blowhole's theme song, wewe Make Me Feel kwa cobra Starship, the hit single from their latest album, Night Shades. Dance to it your own way au dance to it on Just Dance 4 (Wii, Kinect) and Dance Central 3 (Only for Kinect).
And on the siku the special airs, grab your popcorn, turn down the lights, and get ready for The penguin, auk who Loved Me starring Dr Blowhole!
if manfredi and Johnson were still alive I think it would go like this.....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE siku SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT siku SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told upendo potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent onyesha gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN dun, waliopelekwa DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops salama on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the tembo foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs salama and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE siku SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT siku SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told upendo potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent onyesha gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN dun, waliopelekwa DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops salama on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the tembo foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs salama and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
Sorry if it's not chapter five.
"Kowalski," alisema Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
***
They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that alisema TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of uandishi right now. I need to make this longer.
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"Kowalski," alisema Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
***
They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that alisema TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of uandishi right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. wewe don't have to read this
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Fighting style: boxing, karate, Kung Fu
Weapons: Twin-Silver Ballars, anything he can find in the area
Description: A bald assain, trained highly in the ways of contract killing.
Rico
Fighting style: Karate
Weapons: What ever the heck is in his gut.
Description: A psychotic little penguin, auk who shows no regards towards the rules. But is controlling of his use of explosives.
Rico walks alone in Central Park no one is around little does he know a hit was placed on him and agent 47 was sent after him. 47 waits for Rico to come out into the open. 47 the hears a twig snap under Rico's foot, he draws out his silver ballers. As Rico hears 47 emerge from behind the mti he lets loose with a smoke bomb. As the smoke clears 47 is no where to be found. As Rico continues on his way a W2000 sniper bunduki goes off getting Rico in the chest. Victory goes to 47.