"Okay Mr. Skipper, you understand what's at stake here right?" Lt. Geronimo said as he typed on his keyboard from the other side of the table. Skipper stared at him and nodded.
"Convict nodded, okay then Mr. Skipper. You understand why i'm here I trust." Geronimoa asked, Skipper nodded once again causing Geronimo to smile.
"Then talk penguin, I want to hear what you have to say about Denmark. We're not entirely sure what happened, but after 4 years we're still cleaning up the mess, we tracked you down to this location and we want you to talk." Geronimo said non-chalantly at the penguin, who cleared his throat.
"Do we have to be here?" Skipper asked nervously as he looked around, he was in the center of the zoo and almost every animal was watching the scene unfold, Geronimo smiled evilly at Skipper's question.
"Why Skipper, do you have something these animals wouldn't like to hear?" Geronimo asked, Skipper frowned, and nodded his head slowly, almost sadly. Causing Geronimo to smile.
"Interesting, well the sooner you talk the sooner we can go, or don't talk. I could just bring you in now, we have evidence to put you away for a long time Skipper. The only reason i'm bothering with this nonsense is that in this country we have to give everyone a fair trial." Geronimo said in a bored voice as he pulled a pair of handcuffs out of his back pocket.
"Are you gonna talk, or are you gonna rot in jail with your friend Hans."
"He's not my friend." Skipper said bitterly, Geronimo gave a amused smile at his response.
"Really, cause he told me some wacky stories about you two in that Japnese POW ca..."
"He's not my friend!" Skipper said even more forcibly, Geronimo smiled as he shook the handcuffs in his flippers.
"Your choice then Skipper, rot with Hans, or reveal your shame." Geronimo said with a large grin on his face, Skipper sighed.
"Fine then, i'll talk. It all started when..."
"Great view eh' Skipper." Albuquerkee said from beside Skipper as the two looked through the window of their hotel room. The agency had arranged for them to stay inside a local hotel in Denmark that catered to animal agents. The I.A.A. (International Animal agency) held quite a large pull throughout most places in the world.
"Yeah, it is pretty nice, shame we can't stop to smell the roses. What with Dr. Dorsal messing around in the city somewhere." Skipper said with a tired expression. Throughout the month he had been called on back-to-back missions with no time for sleep. He was tired, but didn't want to tell the agency because he feared they would believe he was going soft. Skipper stiffled a yawn, while Albuquerkee smiled.
"Jeez Skipper, again with your work ethic, you gotta let loose every now and again. Remember in Paris last week, that chick came right up to you and put the moves on you. That cat was hot and obviously wanted you, and you let her get away." Albuquerkee said with a grin.
"And that girl was hot." Albuquerkee said with achuckle, Skipper smiled at his friend.
"The only reason I did that was because that idiot Blowhole had a plan we had to stop, the only reason we were in that bar was to gather information."
"Well you could have obtained some information on the female anatomy of a siamese cat if you had said yes."
"But we saved the Louvre from being robbed of all of it's priceless works of art, that's probably worth alot more."
"Not the point Skipper, the point is that you are too obseesed with work, you gotta relax every once in awhile." Albuquerkee said with a smile as he started walking towards the door.
"Come on Skipper, they've got a bar downstairs that we could hang out at for awhile. We'll get drunk and hit on some girls, just like old times. You know, like before the agency." Albuquerkee said with a smile, Skipper smiled as well. Albuquerkee had a sense of charm and charisma that always seemed to work on Skipper.
"Fine, let's go." Skipper said, giving in to his friend. Albuquerkee chuckled as he held the door open for his friend.
"That's the old Skipper!" Albuquerkee said happily.