" The Skipper, the Marlene, and the Ups and Downs"
Hello readers and welcome to the sequel to " To Private's Eyes". Remember, there will be more than one lead role character in the plot, perhaps more than two, in this story as it goes. BTW: There will also be some small splashes of PrivateXMother duck and KowalskiXDoris here and there, later on in the story. Anyways. Please enjoy. Thank-you for reading this message.
Chapter 1
It was a glorious night at "The Manhattan Restaurant/ Dance Club", which was a popular place to go to for
the animals of New York City. Skipper and Marlene were both sitting in regular chairs, at a round table, with
a white tablecloth on it. They were at a full service restaurant, which meant that the prices for their meals
would be cheaper than the ones at fine dining restaurants. Both were enjoying the meals that they were
eating, after they had paid for them. Marlene had the clam salad, while Skipper had the Halibut special.
Soon, the couple had began talking. " So," Skipper began, swallowing one of the Halibut's on his plate. "
How do you like this place? Is it too fancy? Classy? Simple?"
" As long as I'm with you, it's perfect," Marlene smiled then took a bite out of her salad.
Skipper smiled back. He could not believe that he and Marlene were finally out on their first date together. It
was a miracle. Suddenly, Skipper felt a slight feeling underneath his stomach. " Excuse me for a second,"
Skipper stated as he stood up from his chair. " Nature's giving me a call and I have to answer it."
" Alright," Marlene looked up at Skipper as he waddled over, kissed her on the cheek, then headed toward
the male's room. Marlene watched him dreamily as he closed the bathroom door behind him. As soon as
Skipper left, a strange, regularly muscular figure approached the table.
" Marlene," the figure said in a thick, but understandable Latin accent. " Marlene is that you?"
Marlene turned around, startled for a few seconds then knew who it was, right away. " Ramone," Marlene's
eyes widened at the sight of a solid, dark brown Asian Otter, with green eyes, and a black moustache where
his whiskers should be. " What are you doing here in New York City?" You better not have come all the way
over here just to see me, after I specifically told you not to follow me here.
" I came all the way from Northern California to see you, my love," Ramone stated romantically, holding out
a red rose, which he had pulled out from behind his back.
" Ramone," Marlene groaned, glaring at him. " How many times must I tell you? I'm not your love, anymore."
" Oh, you and your jokes, Marlene," Ramone chuckled, grabbing her paw then kissing it. " You make me
laugh."
" It's not a joke, Ramone," Marlene narrowed her eyes, yanking her paw back from Ramone. " It's the truth
and I'm not ever coming back to you. Okay?"
" But, Marlene," Ramone shrugged pleadingly. " Why? Why won't you come back to me?"
" I could give you a thousand reasons why not to come back to you," Marlene snarled, folding her arms. "
And you not taking me seriously is one of them. Now get out of here before my real boyfriend comes back
and sees you."
" Boyfriend," Ramone raised an eyebrow, curiously. " Who is this real boyfriend, in which you speak of?"
" None of your business," Marlene then pointed her finger toward the exit door of the restaurant. " Now
get!"
" Oh? I see how you are," Ramone chuckled, again. " You're just saying that you have a real boyfriend,
because you are afraid to admit that you're still in love with me. Very clever." Just then Ramone wrapped his
arms around Marlene then dipped her, like he was performing the ending of a dance.
" What are you doing," Marlene screamed. " Did you not hear what I just said?" Suddenly, Ramone kissed
Marlene on the lips. Soon, Skipper waddled out of the bathroom and stumbled across the scene that was
happening between Marlene and Ramone. Skipper stood there, shocked. His heart began sinking as his
eyes began flooding with tears. This was exactly the same scene that he stumbled upon when he had
caught Lola cheating on him. Eventually, he ran out of the restaurant, not even being noticed by any of the
otters.
During the kiss, Marlene had slapped Ramone across the face, causing him to drop her onto the floor. "
Don't...do that...ever..., again," Marlene growled, picking herself up off of the ground. Gosh. Where's Skipper,
when I need his help getting rid of this guy?
" But, Marlene," Ramone rubbed his sore cheek and held his arms out. " We were made for each other?"
" Not anymore, we're not," Marlene snarled as she stomped on Ramone's foot, causing him to grab it in pain.
He now balanced on one foot and hopped around, yelping loudly. Marlene grabbed her plate of clam salad
and smashed it on the top of his head. She then spun him around several times and sent him crashing into a
couple of other animals, who were dancing on the dance floor. Marlene hastily walked up to her chair and
sat in it. She folded her arms as she waited for Skipper to come back. Soon, closing time was near and
everybody had left the restaurant and went home, except for the employees and Marlene. Marlene was
starting to get worried. Three hours had passed by and the penguin still did not come out. Skipper had
never stayed in the bathroom that long before. Suddenly, a janitorial male, orange, tabby cat, with one blue
eye and one green eye, and some fur missing on his tail, went in and came out of the male's bathroom.
Marlene walked up to him, hoping he could help. " Excuse me, Sir," Marlene said with a hint of concern in her
voice. " Was there by any chance a short, flat headed penguin, with sapphire blue eyes, and a black bowtie
on in there?"
" Sorry, lady," the cat shrugged as he held a bucket in one of his paws and a mop in the other. " The place
is empty. "
" Empty," Marlene raised an eyebrow. " But I saw him go in there. Do you think you can check one more
time, please?"
" Look, lady," the cat stated firmly. " I just cleaned every stall there is in there and there's not a soul in
sight. Now go home. I've got work to do. Wait a minute. Did you say penguin?"
" Yes," Marlene clasped her paws together tightly. " You've seen him?"
" Yeah," the cat nodded his head. " He was with a group of three other penguins a while back, ago. They
crash landed on a building I live on. You're not going to believe this, but they thought that they were on the
moon. What a laugh? Flightless birds are so funny, but they did give me sardines as a gift though. Now that
you mention it, that one flightest bird you just described asked me for a pen, paper, and some tape earlier,
for some strange reason, while I was outside, cleaning the windows."
" Hold up. You've met Skipper before," Marlene raised an eyebrow.
" A couple of times, yes," the cat retorted. " But I haven't seen him since I washed the windows, plus I don't
know where he went after that. By the way, if you find that penguin that you're looking for, tell him that he
needs to give me my pen back, please. It's the only pen that I had left that actually worked."
" What's your name," Marlene asked curiously.
" The name's Max," Max replied, setting down the mop bucket then holding out his paw. " Pleasure to meet
you…"
" Marlene," Marlene replied, shaking his paw. " And thanks for your help, Max."
" No problem, " Max retorted. The two released each other's grips and Max picked up the mop bucket off of
the floor. " Well time to clean the kitchen. See ya, Marlene." Max waved as he walked off toward the kitchen.
" See ya, Max," Marlene waved then walked outside of the restaurant. When she went outside, she saw a
note taped to a bicycle stand. Marlene grabbed the note then noticed that it had water spots on it, but it
had not rained, at all, today. She opened the note and began to read it silently in her head. Marlene gasped
harder as she read on, further and further. The note said mournfully with Skipper's voice inside of her head:
" Marlene,
I don't know exactly what to think of you after what I saw tonight. Anyways. I hope that you're happy with him.
, Skipper
P.S.: If you're wondering why there are water drops on the paper? They are my tears from when you broke my
heart. Anyways. Don't even bother to apologize, look me up, or even break up with me, because by the time you
read this note, I've already broken up with you. Plus, I don't want to see you ever again, not after what you've
done to me. I'm sorry, Marlene. I just can't deal with stuff like this anymore. My heart can't take it. I guess, we
weren't meant to be together, after all. Any who. Farewell, Marlene."
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Oh, no! Skipper's ran off, thinking that Marlene cheated on him. I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry. GAH!( puts hands up defensively) Not in the face! Remember? The title says " The Skipper, the Marlene, and the Ups and Downs" and that was one of the downs. Don't worry though, one of the ups will be on it's way soon. Anyways. Coming up next in Chapter 2. Catch Marlene's full reaction to Skipper's note. Please stay tuned and find out more. BTW: I added Max as a link to help move the story to it's current place and eventually lead it back to an "up" from there, plus the janitorial job seemed to fit the cat a little more. Another thing, I made up the Manhattan Restaurant/ Dance Club. It's suppose to be a restaurant ran by animals and it is just for animals. LOL. Anyways, I made it up, because it would be easier for the animals to go out to eat without having to deal with or be chased out by humans. Anyways. Thank-you for reading this message.