Skipper's Military Days
The First of the First stories of Skipper in the military!
Chapter One-The Foreigners
"Oh, cool!" a very young penguin squealed. "Look at them!"
"Shut up," the other one hissed. "They might see us."
Skipper yanked down the head of his friend who was peering over the snow drift they were spying behind. They just discovered something incredible. Skipper and Martin were just playing toboggan down a snowdrift away from their penguin flock when they discovered some very strange penguins. They were not like any others the two had ever seen. There were eight of them and they seemed to be exploring something. They would walk along and observe their surroundings with caution. Skipper decided to spy on these strange penguins to see exactly what they were doing. Unfortunately, he had to take Martin with him. He wasn't very cautious with spying though and could be the end of them.
"They are leaving," Martin whispered. "Let's go."
Martin was just beginning to waddle out of the drift to perfectly expose himself. Skipper quickly yanked him back. "Leave the leadership to me. You will be our downfall. Fall out on my say-so."
Skipper noticed the penguins stop to look around again. He didn't think the eight looked dangerous, just curious. The leader of the penguins was very foreign looking with bluish gray and white feathers. A penguin with blue fur? Skipper was amazed. He was even more amazed with the fact that the leader was covered in dozens of battle scars. He had to be a fearsome warrior! The others looked pretty basic. He saw a penguin about he and Martin's age and could totally relate. The little penguin looked friendly enough.
During this observation, Skipper didn't realize that Martin left his side. He looked to his left frantically. Martin was inching out in the open! Skipper gasped with horror and pounced on his friend. They both thudded in the snow.
The youngest penguin of the group stopped and listened. Skipper quickly rolled them both back into the snow drift.
"Private, keep up," the leader ordered.
"Shh," the private said warily. "I think I hear something." He pulled out a notebook and scribbled something down. "According to my calculations, it came from behind that drift."
"Hmm," the leader moaned like it was the most totally natural thing in the world. "Better scope it out. Fall out."
When Skipper looked out from the snow drift the penguins were gone. Where did they go? They couldn't just disappear…Then there was a flash of black and white and Skipper felt something knock him in the side with force. He fell over and landed in the soft snow. The young penguin that detected him was now on top of him. He was too stunned to move as the private tried to pin him down. He wouldn't give up that easily though. He rolled over to the side quickly and jumped to his feet. The private held a very awesome battle stance and prepared for attack. Skipper glanced over at Martin for help, but he was just watching from the safety of the snow drift.
"Bring it on!" Skipper challenged the young penguin.
He was about to attack when the penguin pulled out a notebook and a pencil. He was scribbling something down while Skipper watched with curiosity.
"..and if I carry the four and I can find the square of-"
"I can then detect the movement of my opponent based on star map and Aztec origin-"
The private looked up from his notebook. His topaz eyes glittered with annoyance. "Can I help you?"
"You're a dork," Skipper answered rudely. "I thought we were fighting."
"Yes, KOWALSKI!" a fierce voice thundered. "I thought you were fighting too."
Skipper took a step back when he saw the leader penguin from earlier appear along with the whole team. He looked quite scary up close and he wanted to retreat. He heard Kowalski, strange name, whine and shy away slightly.
"What were you doing, Kowalski?" he ordered unpleasantly. "You have to fight like you are trained to do, soldier."
"Sorry, TJ," he whimpered. "I just…had to make some calculations."
The leader, TJ, softened up when he noticed how guilty and sorry Kowalski was. That made Skipper feel a little less scared. Now would be the perfect time to flee but something kept him in place.
"That's fine, Kowalski," TJ said gently. "But I expect some fighting next time we are under attack soldier."
Kowalski saluted TJ loyally.
You're under attack?" Skipper asked, drawing complete attention to himself.
"Shut up, Skipper," Martin whimpered from the drift.
Coward, Skipper thought. The team was now looking at him carefully. He showed no fear and sought only an answer for his question. He felt so brave when he actually took a few steps toward them.
"What were you doing hiding out in that snow drift?" TJ demanded.
"What are you doing in my home?" Skipper shot back with a voice of confidence.
TJ and the second in command penguin exchanged glances. Skipper winced with fright when he saw that the penguin only had a right eye and a red mark where the left should be. He backed up a few steps before he accidently tripped and fell.
Oh no! he thought. What did I just do? I should just lay here.
And he did just that. He waited until everyone gathered over him, even scary eye.
"Problem, little penguin?" the scary penguin asked coolly.
"Well…"He decided to tell it like it was. "You just caught me off guard, that's all. You know, since…yeah."
The penguin glanced at TJ coldly. Skipper felt like he was going to puke when the leader said "He's all yours, Lieutenant."
Then everyone backed up except the scary lieutenant. Skipper shakily stood up and whimpered pathetically. The lieutenants single eye glittered with challenge and the look that said "Hey, pipsqueak. I'm going to rip out your stuffing."
He looked around for a way to retreat, but the circle wouldn't allow him to. He was trapped in a circle alone with creepy scary- eye over here. He was about to be attacked.
"Bring it on, little penguin," he growled.
Skipper found himself glancing at pathetic little Kowalski for help. He just shrugged and said "Nice knowing you."