Kowalski was leaning in a corner. He began to think of what he had done.
"What I did...was it right?" he thought to himself. "How can I live with I did, how can anybody live knowing that?" he continued thinking to himself. "Oh well, what's done is done." he said aloud.
Kowalski froze as he heard a soft knock on his lab door.
"Am I hearing things? Who would be knocking at my door this late?" He thought to himself confusedly.
Kowalski opens the door, no one is there.
As soon he closed the door the soft knock came again. Kowalski growls then yanks the door open.
He looks around and sees nothing. But, He looks down and see's Private. Private's dead body is laying in the other couner
"But, but, but...but you're dea?" That's all Kowalski could say before Private wrapped his flippers around Kowalski. "Kowalski, there you are." Private said in a comforting voice. "I thought you tried to hurt me, isn't that silly of me Kowalski." Private said while looking at Kowalski.
Kowalski hated Private with a passion. He had him around the time when he still had dreams and goals in his life. Private was the reason Skipper left. Private was the reason he couldn't keep a job. Private was the reason Doris rejected him...again Private grabs Kowalski's flipper. Private walks to the right corner.
"There's no escaping him." Kowalski thought to himself. "Kowalski, look, there I am. What happen, why am I lying there on the floor Kowalski?" "You're just sleeping Private." Kowalski said stroking Private's feathers. Then Private walks Kowalski to the left corner.
"I guess you're sleeping too Kowalski." Private said pointing at the corner. Kowalski looked and saw himself in the corner with cuts on his stomach.
"So that's why I can't escape from you Private." "Huh, what are you talking about Kowalski?"
"oh, nothing Private." Kowalski said hugging the little penguin.
Me: ...
Skipper: what's wrong?
Me: I don't get it. Private's a ghost and Kowalski's a ghost?
Kowalski: you and your weird mind..
Me: hey, I can't help it. I'm just a girl.
Skipper: a girl who likes to hug private.
Me: *whines* what's wrong with that, skippah?
Skipper: I know your accent is fake.
Me: party pooper!
Skipper: and besides its classified why you can't hug him.
Me: If you can kiss him, I can hug him!
Skipper: *blushes* OH SHUT UP!
ME: hey, gotta get back at you some how.
Skipper: I said shut up.
Me: ok ok...