Author's Note: The movie hasn't been released yet, but I have a feeling that I'll probably ship Classified and Skipper when the movie is released and I've gotten the chance to see it. I figured since I'm writing 100 drabbles for 100 archives with 100 pairings and between 100-200 deaths I figured I might as well include this.
"When you tell my story, please don't tell my story." Skipper said to the wolf who was currently holding onto his flipper with one paw and attempting to treat Skipper's wound with his other paw as tears fell from his eyes. He supposed that his actions might have been a good example of his conflicting feelings towards Skipper and the conflict going on his mind. One paw represented his sentimental feelings towards the penguin and his own realization that no matter what he did the penguin would die. The other part of him was in denial over his other half's feelings toward Skipper and his chances of survival, and was simply attempting to keep him alive so that he wouldn't lose an admittedly valuable ally.
Of course, this was not the time for internal revelations or internal conflict. All that mattered was keeping Skipper alive, and then keeping himself alive.
The two of them had gone on a mission to save a supposedly trapped group of animals inside a mineshaft. Skipper had gone alone and instructed his team mates to stay where they were, while also giving them the very odd instruction of telling Classified where he was going. Classified had followed him to make sure that the reckless penguin didn't mess up the mission in some way and ended up trapped alongside the penguin when a portion of the mine collapsed. He never asked if the penguin had saved the animals inside the mine, but he suspected that there might never have been animals in the mine to begin with.
While he had been lucky enough to survive the collapse unharmed, Skipper hadn't been so lucky as during the collapse a stalagtite had fallen from the ceiling of the mine and appeared to have pierced one of Skipper's vital organs. Classified wasn't sure how serious the injury was, he didn't study penguin anatomy after all, but he had a gut feeling that the bird was going to die in front of him.
"Why wouldn't you want me to tell your story…" Classified hesitated for a moment. "…Darling?" Classified finished his sentence in what he hoped would come off as him mocking the penguin while also perhaps being interpreted as a confession of love depending on what the penguin wanted to hear from him. Skipper's eyes widened briefly as a smile formed on his beak. Classified made a mental note to ask Kowalski how it was possible for a penguin to smile with a beak when he returned to headquarters.
"It's not the story I want to be told." Skipper said to himself as his eyes started to darken. "It didn't begin how I wanted or end how I wanted. The things I've done would give you nightmares if I told them to you." Skipper said and although Classified could have claimed that he had done horrible things himself, he suspected that Skipper had done much worse things in his lifetime. He shuddered to himself as he attempted to imagine what Skipper might have done while Skipper smiled a second time.
"Is this your first time watching someone die?" Skipper asked, Classified nodded at the question. It was pointless to lie to Skipper, as crazy as he seemed Classified had come to accept that Skipper was indeed much more intelligent than he let everyone else believe. Wise beyond his years he supposed, but he supposed that Skipper was smart enough to know that sometimes in their line of work it was better that your enemies and friends underestimated you. Classified really needed to take that lesson to heart.
"I thought so." Skipper said with a smile as his flipper gently moved towards one of Classified's paws and held it. "
"My first time seeing someone die was difficult, I didn't want to leave them until they had passed on because I didn't want to leave him knowing that I didn't do everything I could. Now however…" Skipper said with the smile still on his face as he looked Classified in the eye. "…I simply leave them to die." Skipper said and Classified looked at him with a shocked expression on his face.
"What I'm saying is that you can't get sentimental over every dead body you see. If you're in a war and you do that then you'll probably get you and your entire squad killed." Skipped said as Classified continued to stare at him with tears in his eyes.
"On a more relevant note." Skipped said as his expression suddenly turned serious. "I want you to kiss me." Skipper said and Classified's eyes immediately widened while Skipper's expression transformed into one of amusement.
"It's alright." Skipper said as he started to pucker up his beak (Classified needed to ask Kowalski some questions when he returned). "No one's here, and I've lived a long enough life. I'd rather die with you then live without you." Skipper said before furrowing his brow.
"Private told me to say that. I'm not sure if this is the situation he wanted me to say it in though." Skipper said, Classified smiled before leaning in towards Skipper's mouth and planted a kiss on his beak.
"Probably not, but it's still sweet nonetheless." Classified said with a chuckle as he started using both of his paws to attempt to treat Skipper's wound. He was no longer conflicted now, he knew that no matter what he believed in either side of his brain, he had to keep Skipper alive. He had to keep the penguin alive and if he didn't, at least he could try as hard as he could.
He couldn't let him die after he gave him his first kiss.