I have many different versions of Skipper's childhood. More than I have written about. Most of the time he is portrayed as a very mild child. So I decided to show you what I picture him as if he was a wild child. Without the past part. So sit back relax and release the beast.
XD and of course my famous last words.
Enjoy!
Everything was pretty normal at the zoo. Skipper was sitting at the table drinking his coffee, Private was watching TV, and Rico was laying in his bunk looking at pictures in a magazine.
Kowalski was working on a time blaster. The time machine he created before didn't work so well. So instead of letting someone jump through time, he was making a blaster that could show you what something looked like years ago. Like a computer. If you blasted it with the time blaster it would become an olden time type writer from the 1900s. He was almost done with it.
Skipper was more or less supervising. He didn't want Kowalski to blow up the zoo. That had happened before. The states characterized it as a terrorist attack. And Kowalski got severe punishment for that. So to prevent a repeat the situation Skipper had taken to supervising Kowalski. And so far there were no problems.
"Skipper I'm not dealing with dangerous chemicals this time. They are just the normal minor explosion causing ones." Kowalski explained. He was really getting tired of feeling Skippers eyes burning into his back. It was very calming.
"Kowalski how can I trust that when you put a whole country on alert durng your last experiment." Skipper countered.
"It's been three months since I did anything. Three agonizing months. I think I've learned my lesson." Kowalski argued.
"Sure you did Kowalski. Sure you did." Skipper replied.
Kowalski sighed. He knew Skipper wasn't going to leave him alone.
Out of anger he spilled a chemical into the machine.
It started buzzing. Then vibrating. It bounced in a circle.
"Kowalski?" Skipper asked unsurely. "Is it supposed to be doing that?"
"N-No. It's not." Kowalski replied.
It stilled pointing at Skipper.
A few minutes later it fired. It fired a long blue bean that shone as bright as the sun forcing everyone to shield their eyes. And it broke the TV.
Then it blew up.
And when the dust had settled. Skipper was gone. In his place was a little kid. Still a penguin. And he had all of his feathers. He wasn't a white fluff in other words. He was coughing uncontrollably. He was about a little taller than Mort. He was a very small penguin. And he had a high Childs voice. And when he opened his eyes they were sapphire blue in color. He was cute. But where did Skipper go?
Sorry that it's so short. The next chapter will be longer. :D