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Kowalski's eye twitched.
He was sure he kept his candy supply on his desk in the lab. The candy sack he had brought from Julien's party a few days ago, and the sack clearly was still in his desk! How come the candy was gone without any traces? The sack was there, but said contents were gone. Still couldn't believe his thoughts and eyes, he checked the desk again and looked for candy traces once more on the floor.
Sure enough, he found a pile of candy wrappers on one corner.
This must be a prank, Kowalski thought, he frowned in annoyance. Quickly he listed the doers who intentionally would do this.
He busied himself on his notepad before his eyes caught something on one of the candy wrappers. Kowalski raised a brow. He picked it up and inspected it.
Was this—drool?
Kowalski grinned mischievously. Skipper would never bother Kowalski's candy sack, so Private and Rico would be the suspects. But judging from the drool on this candy wrapper, Private would never drool on his own food or snacks. This could be mean one thing ...
Growled in annoyance, Kowalski threw the candy wrapper carelessly and quickly made his way out of the lab. He turned his head here and there, opened every cupboard, looked under the table, inspected behind Private's First Prize, until Kowalski's sky blue eyes caught the sight of Ms. Perky, lying on the ground with her brush beside her.
There was no one in the HQ, so Kowalski could do anything he wanted. He grinned mischievously, rubbed his flippers as he made his way to the doll. That was, until he found a box of Marsh-Meow-Meow lying on the ground beside the doll.
"Jackpot," Kowalski muttered as he grinned again. He finally picked the box up, put it on the table, opened the lid, and began to eat the contents. Kowalski intentionally left the remains of the Marsh-Meow-Meow and kept on eating, until there was no more but the remains of the snack in the box.
Kowalski chuckled. "Revenge completed," he muttered as he left the box opened with the lid beside it, and left the HQ with an innocent face.
Rico watched in horror, his beak gaped.
He had a plan to eat Marsh-Meow-Meow with Ms. Perky in the park this night, but the scene in front of his eyes seemed like cancelling his plan. The box of Marsh-Meow-Meow opened innocently, revealing an empty box with the remains of Rico's favorite snack.
Rico's eye twitched and he grumbled in annoyance. That's it then! He thought. He looked over the lab with a death glare.
This meant war ...
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A/N: I can't help but writing this drabble. This supposed to be a one-shot drabble that I got from other source. I'm still busy doing my other fics (lie, I don't have any inspiration. DX), so I do hope you enjoy this. Once again, I did this without a beta-reader.
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