Pink puffy smoke was slowly disappearing from the room. Kowalski coughed and waved some away.
"FAIL. AGAIN!"
"OBVIOUSLY." Skipper growled.
~
"Why do we need to come back-?"
"No questions! Just get in my lab!"
"Without Skippah?"
"YES. Without him."
Private and Rico entered the lab with Kowalski. "So...What's wrong?"
The tall penguin glanced back and forth. "I think...Skipper's body absorbed the pink mist."
"So?"
"It makes the person-or in this case- penguin act strange, To anyone, its actually quite random."
Private gulped.
"That's why we got to keep an eye on Skipper, I got to know who he might act strange to."
"A-Alright then."
Then they all went to bed, not knowing what events held for them.
"Prrivate, wake up." The younger groaned, burying his face into the pillow. "Come on, up. I can't have you being a bed slacker." Private honestly hardly slept. He felt a flipper ruffling his head feathers. He muttered then tried to ingore that. The flipper didn't go away though, instead it slid down to his back.
Private jerked up with a shudder. "Gha!"
"You awake now?"
Private turned towards his leader. "U-Uh huh." He slid out of his bunk and went into Kowalski's lab, "Did you find a cure yet?"
"Of course not."
Private sighed before walking over to the telly.
