Coma

When Rico had a serious head injury and went into a coma; the vet took him instead of Kowalski assessing the damage like usual. He had followed and watched as the doctor examined the weapons expert. He had stiffened when the doctor said that the penguin had a high chance of forgetting everything due to the brain damage.

Kowalski was going to kick Blowhole to the moon when he got his flippers on him.

Candy

The bag was teasingly dangling over his head, just begging to be grabbed. Every time he reached for it, the other would pull away at the last second and would chuckle.

Kowalski sighed in annoyance. "Will you just let me have some Rico?"

Rico pretended to think about it before shaking his head. "Nope." He smirked as he looked down at the strategist.

Kowalski stood up from the concrete seat he had been sitting on and lunged for the bag. Rico pulled it back in time, only causing Kowalski to clumsily tumble over on top of him. They both crashed onto the ground with the bag rolling away, spilling its contents.

Rico opened his eyes and was met with icy blue orbs, causing both penguins blush heavily. Rico slowly allowed a sly smile to cross his beak when he realized the advantages to this position. He wrapped his flippers around the taller penguin and pulled him up, making their beaks a few inches away from each other.

Neither of them bothered with the candy anymore after that.

Brain

Everyone wondered why Kowalski couldn't use that big brain of his to figure out how much Rico felt towards him.

Pair

Everyone knew they were a perfect pair in their own way.

Rico's explosions were just as much as a problem as Kowalski's own inventions. They were always paired up on missions, exercises and such and ended up working very well with each other. Though they clashed, brain against brawn, they we're still the best of friends and maybe even more.

They were a pair that way.

Dancing

Kowalski was never one for dancing spontaneously or at all really. Yet Rico had randomly took him and started dancing when Julien's blasted a favorite song of the psychopath's, loud enough to be heard in the entire zoo, including their habitat even though it was underground.

"Uh guys, how do I do this?" Kowalski asked Skipper and Private, who were standing by watching the sight with clear amusement. Rico grunted nonsense and spun the scientist around before he dipped him and planted a kiss on the side of his beak, making the scientist blush.

Maybe he could learn how to dance…

Fireworks

"Please?" Rico begged, blinking his icy blue eyes at the scientist.

"No," Kowalski answered bluntly.

Rico tried again, eyes even wider and cuter then before. "Pleeeaaseeee?"

Kowalski's face lit up red like a Christmas light but he was able to spit out, "Skipper said I couldn't let you see the fireworks."

Rico finally dropped his head in disappointment and kicked an imaginary rock.

Kowalski sighed and caved in at the sight. "Alright, maybe just a couple of fireworks-AH!" He yelped when Rico grabbed his waist and held him bridal style.

"Oh yeah!" Rico jumped out of the HQ and placed Kowalski down on the concrete floe. Rico smiled up at the sky as a firework came up to light up the sky. "Heart," he grunted. Kowalski looked up and there was indeed a heart. He blushed heavily when Rico grasped his flipper.

Maybe they could stay out a little longer. No harm, right?

Chemicals

Rico sat on a work table, kicking his feet around as he watched Kowalski mix chemicals together for his projects.

Kowalski yelped when he put too much of one chemical to the other. A gas filled the room as soon as the chemicals met. Kowalski coughed and clutched his chest, while Rico went to save him. The weapons expert grabbed him and lifted him bridal style, attempting to run out of the room. He ended up collapsing from the fumes but not before he held tightly onto the scientist, bringing his body as close to his before he blacked out.

When Kowalski came to, he found Rico holding him tightly. He didn't bother moving away and brought himself even closer to him and even nuzzled Rico's head as he got comfortable. He froze when Skipper flung the lab door open, hollering about where they had been.

How was he going to explain this?

Misunderstanding

"Rico please." Kowalski attempted to look at the larger penguins eyes. Rico stubbornly turned his head away from him once more. Anger, jealously and sadness was visible on the weapons expert's body language. "It's a simple misunderstanding!"

Rico looked at him angrily. "Julien," he grunted bitterly.

"Well, it's not my fault Private sprayed that pineapple coconut sunscreen on me!"

Mating Calls

"Uh heh, Rico please," Kowalski begged nervously.

Rico brushed his beak up and down his neck, resulting in Kowalski shivering in ecstasy and nervousness. "Kowalski…" Rico droned out, penguin mating calls going on at full volume in the background. Kowalski finally gave in and returned the affectionate gestures.

Might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

Consolation

Kowalski woke up when he started to hear some sort of sobbing. He looked at the bunk underneath his, Rico's, and his heart twisted when he saw the heavier penguin sobbing into his pillow. The strategist climbed out of his own and carefully rolled into Rico's, lightly bumping into the weapons expert.

Rico turned to look at the penguin that was occupying part of the limited space in his bunk. At first sight, he grabbed onto him and enveloped Kowalski into a tight hug and sobbed on his chest.

"What's wrong Rico?" Kowalski patted the others back comfortingly.

"Alone," Rico sobbed.

"You're not alone."

"Am alone!" Rico sobbed harder.

"Rico," Kowalski grabbed his head and gently pressed his beak above his eyes as he kissed his forehead. "You're not alone. I'm always here for you." Kowalski enveloped him into a tighter hug and lightly ran his flippers up and down his back, causing the heavier penguin to shiver.

Rico would never feel alone again. He had Kowalski.

A/N: I honestly don't plan on making this a rated M story, so don't get your hopes up. If you have a request, message me but nothing with sexual content involved. Review.