Joey hopped up to the fence of the penguin habitat where the birds were training.
"Hey!" Joey called.
Startled Private fell down and Kowalski grabbed Rico. Private recovered first. "Yes?"
"Joey wants you to get a sheila moved into his habitat."
Private looked up at him innocently. "Why?"
Joey flattened his ears and crossed his arms. "A roo gets lonely."
"Then why don't you socialize with the other zoo animals?" Kowalski inqired.
"Joey ain't that lonely!" The penguins just stared at him. He sighed. "Come on mates you should understand this, you!" He said pointing to Kowalski and Rico. "Have eachother and you!" He pointed at Skipper. "Have that little sheila across the way!" He pointed at Marlene who was grooming herself on a rock.
Kowalski scoffed and Rico yelled 'what!', but Skipper ignored them.
"What do you mean 'have that sheila'?" Skipper asked.
"What? You haven't got her yet!" Joey laughed. "You been at that tree a while!"
"What does he mean Skippah?" Private asked.
Skipper fumed. "Classified."
"He means-." Skipper cut Joey off.
"Why should we help you?" Skipper bit.
"Maybe Joey'll just start gunnin for that sheila cross the way." He said noding in Marlenes direction. "So you birds are gonna do Joey a favor right?"
Skipper growled. "Fine we'll see what we can do."
"Be sure you do. Joey don't take kind to being disappointed." He said glanceing at the otter habitat.
Two hours later in the penguin habitat. Skipper was still grumbling to himself.
"Joey don't take kind to being disappointed." Skipper mocked.
"Uh Skippah. You're standing on the remote." Private said timidly.
The tv was flipping channels and Private had seen it pass the lunicorns twice. Rico was sitting next to him hopeing it would land on destroy build destroy and Kowalski was calculating the odds of it landing on Jeopardy.
"Oh." Skipper said stepping off the remote. "You boys wanna watch the news?" He said flipping it to channel one.
Three voices grunted in response. He took it as a yes. An unfamiliar face was on screen. He had a thick Australian accent, thicker than Joey's.
"Geuss they finally got rid of Chuck." Skipper stated non-chalantly.
"The locals were fighten fearce, but they lost the reserve, while it's still open to tours it's huntin ground now." The Aussie news reporter stated. "And here are some a the fine beasts they'll be a huntin to extinction."
The sceen flashed by sleeping kowala familys, crocodiles, lions, cheetah's, and a mother kangaroo with a strange joey in her pouch. The Aussie man talked in the backround while the female kangaroo and her baby took up the screen.
"This sheila's had an albino baby. Zoologists fought to take her off the land, but the man who bought the land won't let em. Says her joey's a nice attraction to roo hunters."
Chuck Charles face took up the screen and the Kangaroo's shrunk into a little box in the corner. "You heard it here on channel one folks. The Khaki kowala was one of the last places harboring a rare albino kangaroo. The protection agencys fighting for her fear she won't last long with that beacon of a baby. And albino animals rarely survive in captivity. You heard it here from Chuck Charles channel one. Stay tuned for more up next."
Skipper turned off the tv. "Boys we have a mission-."
Kowalski scribbled on a note pad. "Already on it, sir!"
Rico barfed up a map of Australia that Private began to read.
Skipper smiled. "We leave first thing in the AM."