I got this idea after watching Rango, oddly. It has nothing to do with Rango. It just includes running through most of the western United States. The Wild West. So yeah I don't know how that happened. But it happened and here you are, reading my story. That is why you clicked the story. To read it. So I will let you do just that. I'm not too good at beginnings, so I am just going to jump in.

So yeah, Enjoy!

"I would hate to see the two of you stuck together," Marlene stated.

Julian and Skipper were facing away from each other, arms crossed, quite annoyed.

"I told you Marlene, I can't work with him. And if he keeps stealing things from us he'll have to do more than just give it back," Skipper growled.

"Well if you weren't such a party pooper, I would not be so hard for you to work with," Julian shot back, turning around.

"If you weren't so annoying, I wouldn't have to crash your little parties," Skipper countered, also turning around. He balled his flippers into fists annoyed. He was sick and tired of having to run over to Julian's stupid little habitat to reclaim what was theirs after they had come back from a mission.

Marlene shook her head. They were supposed to come to a compromise. Julian had to stop taking things from the guys, or else Skipper would make him sorry. It was a fact.

Julian balled his own hands into fists. "Well if you weren't such a penguin, I wouldn't annoy you," He barked.

"Such a penguin? You don't even know what you're saying!" Skipper shouted angrily, Julian was wearing down his last nerve.

"I do too! You are the one who is not knowing what you are saying!" Julian yelled. Skipper didn't know anything.

"Being a penguin has nothing to do with tolerance!" Skipper growled.

"It has everything to do with tolerance!" Julian shouted.

Skipper grabbed his head and stomped away from Julian growling. "How can you possibly be so stupid!" He screamed, angrily, turning back towards the lemur.

"Me! You are the stupid one!" Julian shot back, pointing at Skipper, not really knowing what else to say.

"Stop. Stop. Stop!" Private cried, annoyed The two of them had been going back and forth for half an hour already. Yes Julian had stolen their things, yes they had to go get them back. And yes it had been happening a lot lately. But this bicker backering back and forth was just, annoying. They didn't have to like each other. Tolerance was all they were asked.

Skipper and Julian both had on the same looks. Hands in fists, growling, head slightly tilted down, anger filled eyes. They both looked just about ready to kill each other.

"We wanted to get something out of this. But obviously you two are more uncooperative than we originally thought," Kowalski stated. "Julian, apologize and promise-"

"How many times do I have to explain to you people that apologies are the weak and wrong!" Julian argued.

Skipper growled. Julian was really testing his nerves now. He didn't know how much more he could take.

"Julian, just do it," Private ordered. He wanted this to be over.

"Uhg, fine. I, you know, apologize," Julian said emotionlessly. He hated apologizing.

"And..." Private pushed.

"And I will not take any more of your silly things," Julian added, begrudged. Some of their things were really fun to play with. Until Skipper came and took them away.

Everyone turned to Skipper. He had his back turned towards Julian. He hadn't replied.

"Skipper," Private warned. Skipper had to do his part too.

Skipper took a deep breath. "There's nothing to say. If he doesn't steal out things, we'll leave him alone," he said calmly. He was perfectly fine with leaving Julian alone. He was perfectly fine with having nothing to do with Julian. As long as he didn't steal or annoy him, Skipper would leave Julian alone. Case closed.

"So I can never play with anything ever again?" Julian asked. He wasn't angry or annoyed anymore. The thought of never being able to play with one of the smarty penguins inventions was, to him, sorrowful. He had a lot of fun with those.

Skipper could tell that Julian didn't actually steal their things with the full intent of annoying them. he was just bored. Skipper knew that from the start, but it still wasn't and excuse. Though, he might've been a little hard on Ringtail. He hadn't gotten a lot of sleep lately, he was becoming more edgy as more sleepless days went by. He sighed. "Stealing is without permission," He stated. He walked to the door and looked back at Julian. "Ask next time. I might just let you blow yourself up." He walked out.

Julian lit up at the thought. Skipper would probably say no to most of the things he asked to play with. But that left room for yeses. And as long has he had his boom box, and could do other things, he could learn to live with that.

Everyone went back to their habitats after Skipper left. The objective of the meeting had been achieved. There was no other reason to stay.

"That was very nice of you Skippah," Private said, closing the door. He thought Skipper would want nothing to do with Julian's addiction to stealing their things. Just for it to end. The fact that he had left the possibility for Julian to still play with some of Kowalski's inventions was shocking.

Skipper shrugged, "I didn't want to deal with his moaning, and pleading, or any of it," he replied. He knew Julian couldn't help it sometimes. He couldn't hold back the urge. Skipper knew that, he had observed it. He felt a little bad for Julian. But he couldn't do anything to help it, so he didn't worry too much about it. But he really hadn't wanted to deal with Julian's moaning and crying. He didn't lie.

"Yeah," Kowalski half agreed, "but you could've just left. You didn't have to give him the option of asking permission," Kowalski countered. He was curious as to why Skipper didn't just leave, like he expected Skipper to.

"I don't see why it matters," Skipper replied, "I'll say no to him anyway. Just now I don't have to deal with him as much."

Kowalski left it alone. He knew that Julian wasn't going to leave them alone. He might be less annoying. Skipper always got annoyed with Julian. Maybe even just a little less annoying was an achievement for him. Kowalski couldn't tell. Maybe Julian really would leave them alone now.

They all went to sleep, it was late at night and they were all pretty tired.

Julian wasn't completely happy with having to apologize, or agree not to steal anymore. But he was ok with asking, so he fell asleep relatively quick.

Neither one of them could stand each other for more than an hour or so. But that was about to change. Through a series of twists and turns and scary dangerous events. How they viewed each other was going to change. Some might say dramatically so.

This wasn't as good as others I've written, or other beginnings that you've read probably. But I promise the actual story will be more interesting.