Author's Note:

My first chapter of my new story. Let me know how I did because I know full and well it's been quite a while since I've updated anything. I get rusty, ya know? ;)

"Come on, say it with me and don't be afraid to admit it. Just say 'I'm an idiot'," Dr Phil coaxed from the TV.

"You know, I don't think that guy's a real doctor," Kowalski muttered as he narrowed his eyes at the screen. He tapped his chin in thought.

"I'm an idiot!" Rico rasped out with a crazy grin on his face.

"No, no, Rico. You're not an idiot. You're just a world class psychopath," Private told him with a grin and a pat on the back. "And you should be proud of it."

Skipper rolled his eyes at the chessboard and looked up at the otter sitting across from him. He cocked his brow when he saw her looking at the other three across the room. Skipper sighed, "Private, you're watching way too much Dr. Phil these days. What happened with your soap operas?" He reached down and moved his piece across the board.

"Actually Skipper I watch those too, sometimes. It's just fun to watch something else for a change, ya know?"

"Okay, sure. Just don't say that to Manfreddie and Johnson. They hated change no matter how small it was. In fact, one day I bought a new coffee maker and they nearly butchered me for it. They said that the coffee maker 'held precious memories'."

Marlene looked over at Skipper and crossed her arms across her chest. Out of all the times that Skipper had mentioned Manfreddie and Johnson, he never told the story of who they were. "Say, Skippy, who was Manfreddie and Johnson?"

Skipper was just about to answer but the metal door swinging open and violently slamming against the wall caught all of their attention. The team automatically jumped up in front of Marlene in their battle stance. Skipper peered intently into the depths of the hole and waited for whatever was about to come, completely forgetting about Marlene's question.

He barely had time to react as a black and white figure rocketed out of the doorway. He gasped as the figure slammed into them like a bowling ball and rocketed off the ceiling, spewing chess pieces in every direction. He eyed the mysterious penguin as he tried to identify it but the mask it was wearing was making it hard to see.

He took a protective stance in front of Marlene as Rico charged at the unexpected 'guest'. He whirled around to face her. "Marlene! Get out of here… it's too dangerous for you! Take the Private's First Prize exit." He flinched as he heard a battle cry behind him.

"No, Skipper! I'm not leaving you!" Marlene screamed in disgust at him. How could he even think that she was going to flee like a wimp at a time like this? Someone like Skipper should have seen that coming. After all, he's known her long enough, right?

Skipper clenched his jaws together. He did feel impressed by her bravery but was annoyed at her lacking to obey orders. He should have seen it coming. The Danes found him and now they were going to kill everyone off one by one… even the ones he loved most.

He stared into Marlene's hazel eyes with a hidden burning passion and was about to argue with her more but the sound of laughter behind him broke his thoughts. Oh, no… one of the men has finally cracked! …It's probably Kowalski.

He turned around unwillingly and expected to see the worst but was surprised to see the attacker kneeling over and roaring with laughter… with a female voice?

He grinned at Kowalski who was looking just as surprised a he was. "Aces, Kowalski for using the laughing gas!"

"Um… Skipper… I didn't deploy the laughing gas." Kowalski blinked as his leader and Marlene came up to them with their hands on their hips.

"Then what in the name of sardines-?" He let out a yelp as he was rocketed backward by the force of something warm but hard. "SWEET MOLASSES!"

The penguin on top of him chuckled a silky laugh. "Come on, Skipper. Don't tell me after all these years you don't recognize me?" He glared up into the electric blue eyes that stood out brilliantly against her black mask. He struggled against her but soon found out that she was stronger than he had anticipated.

He immediately stopped trying to break free. His eyes widened as a memory occurred to him, which had to be the one that he had desperately tried to erase the most out of all of them.

"Heather…?"

Author's Note:

Once again, don't forget to review! I'm gonna need some encouragement with this bound-to-be-crazy story.