"Private?"
There was no reply through the house.
Kowalski sighed. "Where is that kid?"
Then he thought that Private must be in his room. The penguin went toward a white door in the hall and grabbed the door handle.
Suddenly he heard a loud squeal, "OWW! It hurts!"
Kowalski paused.
"Get it out!"
"I"m trying! Calm down!"
Kowalski froze.
Why was Private with someone?
"It hurts! Take it out!" Private's voice whimpered.
"It wouldn't take this long if you would stop squirming!" The unknown voice grunted.
"Please! Please! Skippah, get it out!"
Kowalski's eyes widen.
What HIS best friend doing with HIS brother?!
"Its stuck. I can't get it out."
Then he heard shifting.
"Sorry, its stuck."
Kowalski slammed the door open, "What the-"
Skipper was holding Private's right flipper and the other fin was holding tweezers. Then there was a small squeal from Private as the tweezers quickly plucked something from his fin.
"He got a splinter because he slammed his flipper against the wall every time he lost at his video game." Skipper explained.
Kowalski face flippered.