A/N: Once again, this is my first story so please give me feedback! it is much appreciated, as I would like to make my stories as enjoyable to all!

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Love is In The Air

Ch.2

Skipper awoke, comforted by his pllow and blanket on the warm concrete that was his bunk. He looked at the other 3 bunks under and above him. Each teammate was still sound asleep. He checked the clock on the wall beside him. It read 4:43. "Damn." Skipper said under his breath. He most likely wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, so he hopped off his bed and waddled tiredly to the fridge, He rummaged through it for a good five minutes, but found nothing that craved his taste. If only he had one of Private's Love Smoothies, that sounded pretty satisfying. He notcied another thought in his head.

Private.

He had certainly thought about him before, but ever since the..what would he call it? Event? No, it seemed to be more like a compliment to cheer him up. But there was something else beneath that. Ever since that happened, Skipper definitley felt weird, new feelings for Private. Ever since that tight embrace he wanted more. He loved Private's peculiar, but welcoming scent. His chipper attitude. The way he could find something good out of a bad situation. But there was always that spot in the back of his mind that told him not to try anything. it told him he was straight before and will straight forever. At that thought, Skipper sighed. 'Guessing I'll be living alone for the rest of my life,then, No one seems as perfect for me as Private.' He took a glance at Private, His small stature merely a lump of fur that he felt safe holding in his arms. One of the only people he'd let touch him other than the occasional high-five or pat on the back from his other teammates. He's the only person he seemed alright with getting a hug from, which,as though sometimes Skipper pretended to hate it, actually loved it like it was the most valuble thing in the world.

'Where the Hell am I getting these thoughts from? i've never had these before, or I at least can't remember them.'

Skipper was very confused at all of these feelings inside him: love, hate, worry, fear, comfort. What did these mean? He was trying to shake it all away, but when Private rolled over in his sleep and showed his slumbering face, Skipper couldm't contain it much more. He stepped closer to his sleeping teammate, bent over and gently kissed him on the neck, as he muttered the word,"Goodnight.." He was about ready to try to sleep again but the familiar voice of one of his other teammates shocked him.

"Looks like a certain penguin has someone to admire, hm hm.."

"Wha,, Kowalski? Show yourself, soldier!"Skipper ordered without trying to be too loud

"Behind you, Sir" Skipper flung around and found Kowalski.

"How long have you been standing there?" Skipper sounded mad, and his face was tinted red, Kowalski couldn't tell either form anger or embarassment, as if he didn't want anyone finding out anything he did. Kowalski backed off a bit. "Calm down, sir. I went to use the facilities when you were looking through the fridge. When i was done, I found you like..well..umm"

"Well, Kowalski?" Kowalski detected a bit of fear in his voice.

"Well, uh.."Kowalski lowered his head as if to expect a swing come at him for seeing something he should'nt. He swallowed hard."I saw you kissing him." He said it very fast because as he spoke Skipper came close and closer and he flinched when he raised his flipper to Kowalski's shoulder. "Please, don't tell him. I don't want him to be frightened or anything. This was the only time i did..that.. and i dont plan on doing it again.."

"Umm.. Right, sir." He headed for his bunk, but turned his head to the pinkish-red penguin and asked, "Do you want to talk about it, sir?"

Skipper sighed, he'd love to talk about it, he was afraid of getting judged and possibly losing part of his team's respect. "Promise you won't tell anyone about this, and that..you wont respect me less for it. Kowalski looked appaled. "Sir, i would never disrespect you for anything, especially something like love." He said with a reassuring flipper on his shoulder and a smile.

Skipper told the story to Kowalski about his feelings for Private, the odd sensations he got when around him, and how even though he hated having to pull himself away from him every time he saw the penguin, he somehow wanted the feelings he had.

"Hmm..Seems like you're lovesick, skipper."

"What? LoveSick?" Skipper said with a scoff. I told you to help me, Kowalski, not diagnose me with fake smoochy illnesses."Skipper was so stubborn it was beginning hard to talk to him, But, the genius continued. "What I'm trying to say, Skipper, is that if you ever want to get rid of the tensions, you should just tell him how you feel.

"Excuse me? Kowalski, he's barely an adult, does he even know what that kinda stuff is?" "I..uhh. don't know, actually" Kowalski replied, directing his attention to the sleeping Penguin.

"Well, you need to find out as soon as possible, and he doesnt think of me as much as a mentor as you, Skipper, so he should open up." Skipper groaned in disbelief, He had to. The young penguin had to know, he couldn't go on like this. "Fine I'll do it. But I'm not gonna be happy."

"Well, just think of it as spending more time with your 'crush' hehe.."

"What was that, Kowalski?"

"Uh..Nothing, Sir! Goodnight.?

"Yeah, thats what i thought..