This fic came to me after watching Hotel Transylvania 2. I, in no way, own Hotel Transylvania 2 or Penguins of Madagascar. I have Rico speaking normally here. Also I have Rico and Private as the younger ones (well, with Rico being older than Private, of course) Please enjoy.

It all started with a quiet grumble. Rico tried to ignore the tossing penguin below him. He tried putting his pillow over his head but to no avail. He also growled a warning but it went unheeded. Earlier, Skipper and Kowalski left to go on an assignment (aka getting some fish), leaving Rico to deal with Private.

Sighing, Rico got up and looked down to the bunk below his. Sure enough, Private looked like he hadn't been able to go to sleep. Climbing down the ladder, Rico gently tapped the young penguin on the back. When Private turned over to look at him, Rico saw that tired blood-shot eyes replaced his younger brother's bright baby blues.

Getting an idea, Rico murmured, "Scoot over, Pri."

Doing as he was told, Private scooted over to the far side of his bunk so Rico could climb in. Wrapping a flipper around Private, Rico got comfortable. Looking confused, Private asked, "What are you doing, Rico?"

Rico smiled as he sang, "Suffer, suffer, scream in pain. Blood is spilling from your brain."

Just then, the hatch opens and Skipper and Kowalski slide down the ladder with the fish. As the two older penguins looked at the two younger ones, Skipper asked, "What the heck are you doing, Rico?"

Putting a flipper to his beak, Rico shushed his commanding officer as he continued: "Zombies gnaw you like a plum. Piercing cries and you'll succumb."

Private was yawning by now as he laid his head on Rico's shoulder. Giving the younger penguin a hug, Rico finished: "Suffer, suffer, scream in pain. You will never breathe again." By this time, Private was sleeping soundly.

Skipper and Kowalski were impressed. The scarred penguin was actually able to soothe Private to sleep. Skipper climbed the ladder so as to speak quietly to Rico, "What kind of song was that? Some morbid lullaby?"

Rico smirked, "Hey, don't knock it. I got him to sleep, didn't I?"

Skipper shrugged, "Yeah, but if he wakes up screaming about zombies 'gnawing' him, you'll be staying up all night getting him back to sleep."

As Rico tried to get off of Private's bunk, he realized there was a problem. Private had wrapped his flippers around him, snuggling into his side. Knowing it was a bad move to wake the younger penguin, Rico decided to stay where he was. Getting comfortable, Rico fell asleep.

The next morning, as the penguins were sitting down to breakfast, Kowalski asked, "How'd you sleep, Private?"

Private smiled, "Actually K'walski, I slept pretty well. Thanks to Rico."

Smiling and rubbing a flipper on the back of his head, Rico said, "Aww, you're welcome Pri."

Skipper looked at the scarred penguin, "By the way, Rico, where'd you come up with that song anyway?"

"Uh, kinda came to me. Why?"

Skipper shrugged, "Might need it to scare Ringtail if he keeps us from sleeping."

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