"I see you writing, bearded boy..." Skipper said as he watched the bearded man through the binoculars that Rico spewed out for him. "My question is, what are you writing?" "Skipper," Kowalski said as he poked his head out of the fishbowl enterance, "the identifier is ready." "Good." Skipper said, not taking his eyes off the bearded man. "So, yeah, it's ready and everything." Kowalski said and his head disappeared back into the HQ. Skipper stood at the edge of the island watching the bearded man write in his notebook. He stopped writing to pick at his beard every and then. He would also look up from his notebook and stare into space, it seemed like he was deep in thought.
"Plotting..." Skipper said, or at least, that's what Rico though he heard Skipper say. "Come on, Rico," he said while handing the binoculars back to him, "let's see what Kowalski found about this guy." then, they jumped into the HQ. "Ok, Kowalski, whaddya find?" Skipper asked. "Alright, this is what I found." Kowalski said as he pointed to a whiteboard with several notes written on it. "His name is Neil Fallon. Age: 39, Weight: could be around 160 pounds. Height: he's either 5'6" or 5'8" it's kinda hard to tell, but he's pretty short-" "Kowalski." Skipper tried to say, but he didn't him and continued to speak. "He's in the vocalist and occasional guitar player for the band, Clutch, which they have been around for about 20 years-" "Kowalski, I don't think you-" Skipper said, trying to tell him that he didn't care his height or anything like that. "I printed some pictures of this guy for you, Skippah.' Private said, cutting Skipper off. "Just in case you want him in the folder.
Skipper took the pictures and looked at them, Rico leaned in to look at them too. Skipper could hear Kowalski explaining his thoughts of how this person isn't a threat in the background. "Kowalski, shut it for a few seconds, Ok?" Skipper said and went back to the pictures. The pictures had the bearded man standing on a stage with a microphone to his mouth, another one had him standing in the middle of the stage with a guitar, the other was had him and the other three from the 'band' standing in front a gate, seemed like a promo picture, but Skipper didn't believe that this was just some band, he believed that this was some sort of mind control group.
Skipper stared at the last picture longer than the others. This picture, the bearded man looked younger, maybe early thirties, but that's not Skipper was focused on. The bearded man in that picture didn't have the beard. "Kowalski," he said, not taking his eyes off the photograph. "Come here and take a look at this." Kowalski did what he was told to do. "What is it, sir?" he asked and took a quick glance at the photo. "What's missing?" Skipper asked, still looking at the photo. "Well, he clearly shaved in this photo..." Kowalski said and rolled his eyes. "Exactly!" Skipper said and handed the pictures back to Private. "Private, put those in the folder for me." Kowalski looked at Rico to see if he had any idea what Skipper was going at, Rico responded by shrugging his shoulders and mumbled "I dunno."
"Uh, Skipper?" Kowalski asked. "No beard equals no power..." Skipper muttered to himself. "Power?" Rico croaked out. "What do you mean by 'power',Skippah?" Private asked, confused like the others. "The beard helps him control the minds of the people, right? Skipper asked, more like, stated himself. The three penguins look at each other to see if they had to saything to say about what Skipper was going on about. "Um... what?" Rico asked Skipper. "The beard. It gives out some sort mind control signal to the humans. Am I right?" Skipper asked with irritation starting to fill in his voice. "Um, Skipper, I don't think that's, uh, possible." Kowalski said, trying to control the tone of his voice just in case he set Skipper off. "Are you questioning your commanding officer, Kowalski?" Skipper asked.
"Well, not... you see, Skipper..." Kowalski stuttered, he should've knew Skipper was going to bark out something like that. "Well, guess what, Kowalski?" Skipper said, "You are." Skipper said and Kowalski let out a breath. "Skipper, I don't think a beard can be able to have a power like mind control, or any other power. It's just hair." Skipper smirked a little. "That's what you say..." Kowalski just shook his head in disbelief, he knew if he tried to put some sense into this, Skipper would just argue with him even more.
"Rico," Skipper said, "keep an eye on our bearded bud. Make sure he doesn't do anything funny. Also, if he moves from that bench, you report back to me ASAP. Got it?" With an understanding grunt, Rico saluted Skipper and made his way to the top of the island. "Kowalski, find more infomation about this guy." "Unbelievable..." Kowalski daid under his breath and made his way to his lab. "Private, whip us up a batch of your peanut butter winky smoothie." "Aye aye, Skippah!" Private said.