A/N I finished my other story, so I decided to write a new story. So, enjoy! Btw, the name of the story came from my friend!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Penguins of Madagascar, I only own Sapphire.

"Check mate Skipper," A handsome, tall penguin said, moving his pawn.

"Blast Kowalski!" The flat-headed penguin, apparently named Skipper, said, flipping the chessboard over.

Kowalski simply rolled his eyes and stood up.

"Coffee Skipper?" He asked, pouring some coffee.

"Extra fish tail," Skipper replied.

"Okay," Kowalski said, putting two fish tails into a mug.

Over in the corner sat a penguin brushing a doll's hair.

"Skippa!" A little penguins looking in a periscope called.

"What is it Private? Have the space squids invaded?" Skipper asked.

"Alice is carrying a crate towards Marlene's habitat!" He called back.

"Fall out me!" Skipper yelled.

The four penguins slid through the fish prize that said, "Private's 1st prize"

They hopped through the sewer, scaring Marlene.

"Guys!" She gasped, "Don't you ever knock!"

"Such pleasantries would only slow us down," Kowalski replied, pulling out an invention of some kind.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"We have intel that Alice is carrying a crate over here," Skipper said.

"We are here to make sure everything is okay," Private chirped up.

"Wait, you said, carrying, right?" Marlene asked.

"Yup," Rico replied.

"That means… IT'S NOT ANOTHER WALRUS!" Marlene cried, hopping up and down.

"Corr-" Kowalski began, but he was cut off by Alice dropping the crate into the otter habitat.

"There you go," Alice grumbled.

"Kowalski, options!" Skipper barked out.

"Well we cou-" Kowalski began getting cut out by the animal in the box.

"How 'bout you open the crate and get me out, I'm claustrophobic!" It called.

"Rico crowbar," Skipper said holding his flipper out. Rico hacked up a crowbar. After about a couple of minutes of attempting to get the crate open, it finally popped open. They all peered in, and saw nothing.

"What?" The voice harshly called.

"Are you coming out?" Marlene asked.

The creature took a step out. They all stared at it.

"What?" It said.

"Kowalski; analysis," Skipper said. Kowalski waddled up to the otter. He started poking her, you could see the otter's expression change from annoyed to annoyed and confused.

"This otter," Kowalski began, "Is a female, about the age of 24, and is from…"

"Cleveland, you freak," She said, pushing him off.

"Right, Cleveland, Ohio," Kowalski replied, brushing the dirt off himself.

"What's your name, spy?" Skipper said accusingly.

"Spy?" The girl asked, "heh, yeah right," She let out a barrel of laughter.

"Either way, what's your name?" He asked.

"You first," She said.

"Ladies first," He said.

"Then I guess we'll never know then," She said with a sly smile.

Skipper raised an eyebrow.

"I'm Private," Private said stepping forward. Skipper slapped him.

"Private, don't give out information," He said.

"Harsh," The new otter said.

"Fine, I'm Skipper," Skipper said.

"I'm Private," Private re-introduced himself.

"I'm Kowalski," Kowalski replied.

"Rico," Rico rasped out.

"Fine, I'm Sapphire," The new otter retorted.

"Hi! I'm Marlene," Marlene said, pushing her way to the front.

"Right," Sapphire said, "Why are there penguins here?" She asked.

"Oh, them? They have this whole commando thing going on," Marlene chuckled.

"Marlene!" Skipper cried.

"Oh guys, she's not a spy," Marlene scoffed.

"Fine, don't listen to us, but if you need help, just call," Skipper said, waving his hands and backing down the sewage hole, the rest of the team followed him.

"Wow," Sapphire said.

"It's great to meet you!" Marlene said, extra cheery.

"Sure, where am I?" Sapphire asked, walking back into her crate.

"New York, Central Park Zoo," Marlene smiled.

"Sweet, New York, the shopping capital of the world," Sapphire said, dragging a bag out with her.

"So, where do I bunk?" She asked.

"Oh! Come here, I'll show you," Marlene said, running back into her cave.

Sapphire followed Marlene into her cave, and in there, she saw Marlene making a bed. Sapphire raised her eyebrow.

"Here you go, I hope you like it, I didn't have that much notice, so I kinda just used my couch," Marlene apologized/ said. (A/N I don't think she has a couch, but hey, it's my Fanfic, get over it!)

"It's cool," Sapphire said, plopping her bag down on the couch. She began to walk back into the crate.

"Watcha doing?" Marlene inquired.

"Getting' my stuff," Sapphire replied. She walked out with an electric guitar.

"You can play guitar?" Marlene asked, surprised.

"Yeah," Sapphire replied.

"That's so cool!" Marlene squealed, "Can you play Spanish Guitar?" She asked.

"I can play acoustic, and electric, never really heard of Spanish," Sapphire said.

"Oh, well Sapphire, what type of music do you play?" She asked.

"You can call me Sapph, if you want, and I like rock the most," Sapphire said.

She plopped herself down on the couch, and began to nod off.

"Cool," Marlene said interrupting her sleep.

"Thanks," Sapph said. Then she fell asleep. This gave Marlene a chance to see what she really looked like. She was about Rico's height, and had dark brown fur. She had fur brushed over her right eye. The tips of the side bangs were a dark blue. She was a skinny otter, and Marlene remembered that she had red eyes, weird.

"Huh, well, she seems pretty nice…" Marlene trailed off.

"Ah, well, better get some sleep," She said to no one in particular. She padded over to her bed and tucked herself in, "G'night," she said.

Penguin's HQ

"There's something weird about that otter," Skipper said.

"What makes you say that?" Kowalski questioned.

"Well, she had red eyes," Skipper said.

"I thought that was pretty cool," Kowalski said, only after he said it, did he realize what he said. All the penguins were staring at him.

"Right, Kowalski, I want you to run a background check on this 'Sapphire'," Skipper said.

"Yes Skipper," Kowalski said, waddling into his lab.

"Skippa, she seemed nice," Private said.

"So did the Sword fish, but just ask Manfreedi and Johnson, well, you can't now cause of what the Sword fish did," Skipper shuttered.

"But Skippa," Private began.

"Buh buh buh, we are going over there tomorrow to look her over," Skipper said.

"Skipper, I have the background check," Kowalski called from in the lab.

"Well, come in here and show me," Skipper said.

"It has just about nothing…" Kowalski said, waddling in.

"Huh, I told you, EVIL!" Skipper said.

"Skipper, I don't think sh-" Kowalski got cut off… AGAIN.

"I don't wanna hear it, let's get some sleep men," Skipper said, flipping into bed. The rest of the team just simply rolled their eyes and followed Skipper into bed.

Did you like, hate, or despise it? Oh, you loathed it? You loved it? I guess I won't know unless, you tell me! I hope you liked it, and well, yeah… Review, constructive criticism is welcome, and well no flames please!