Hello again! First of all, I would like to thank all of my readers, and a huge thank you to those who posted a review! They are much appreciated ^^
So, here's the second set of ten drabbles, numbers 11-20. And we have a speciality here; number 13 is a doubledrabble! Read, review, and enjoy!
~.~.~.~.~.-Su. 26.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
11. ABOUT THE IMPORTANCE OF TRAINING
After the previous night's extra hard training the penguins were exhausted as they organized themselves in a row in front of Skipper the next morning.
"Men, you did good job last night," the leader stated and took a sip from the coffee mug he had in his flippers.
"And we'll continue doing that well in today's training too!"
"Is it going to be like last night?" Kowalski asked slightly worriedly.
"But Skipper, we're exhausted!" continued Private.
"Yeah!" Rico nodded.
"Oh relax boys," Skipper laughed and took another sip of coffee. "The exercise I planned for today was more along the lines of 'smiling and waving'," the leader made a playful wink.
~.~.~.~.~.-Mo. 27.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
12. THE SOUND OF THE BELLS [4]
As Kowalski stood next to the other penguins in formation, smiling and waving, as per usual, he couldn't keep himself from taking a peak at the clock at the zoo's gate.
"Five more minutes, Kowalski," he told himself. "You can stop looking at the clock; the time won't go faster even if you do".
And yet, he couldn't get himself to stop. His impatience grew as the time didn't seem to move at all.
But after one eternity later, the zoo's bell rang for closing time.
"Yes!" Kowalski exclaimed, and suddenly felt angry glares on his back.
"I... I said that out loud, didn't I?" Kowalski asked embarrassedly.
~.~.~.~.~.-Tu. 28.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
~.~DOUBLEDRABBLE~.~
13. TRUTH OR DARE
"..That is my biggest dream," Marlene concluded. "So now it's my turn to spin the bottle!" she exclaimed happily.
After spinning fast the bottle started to slow down and eventually stopped, pointing at Skipper.
"Alright, dare," said Skipper, for he knew what would've been asked next.
"Oh c'mon Skipper, dares with you guys are so boring," Marlene stated. "How about a little 'truth' instead?"
"Truth, truth, truth," the other players started chanting.
"Even my own men against me?" asked Skipper as he turned to look at them.
"Sorry Skipper," Private said.
"But Marlene is right," Kowalski continued. "Truth would be more interesting".
"Even you think so, don't you, Rico?" Skipper turned to look at the psychopathic one.
"Uh-huh," Rico nodded after a bit of hesitation.
"Uh, fine," Skipper sighed. "I'll tell you a truth. What do you wanna know?"
Marlene and the penguins gathered a bit further away from Skipper to discuss how to use their 'truth'.
After a while Skipper started to impatiently tap the floor with his foot. "Come on, let's get this over with!"
A final whisper and Marlene stepped out of the circle the players had formed.
"Skipper, we'd like to know why you can't go to Denmark?" Marlene presented the result of the conversation with her and the penguins.
Skipper sighed deeply.
~.~.~.~.~.-We. 29.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
14. THE FALL
Chilly autumn wind blew over the zoo. The sky was grey so that the sun wasn't visible, but not dark enough for one to think that it could rain soon.
"The summer really is officially over now, isn't it?" Private spoke as the penguins stood in a row on their little island in their habitat.
The wind ruffled their feathers, causing all the penguins to get chills that shook them from head to toe. But none moved, and none spoke.
Suddenly, a brown leaf fell and was carried by the wind right to Kowalski's feet. He picked it up.
"I guess it is," the scientist stated and handed the leaf to Private.
~.~.~.~.~.-Th. 30.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
15. SUDDEN AWAKENING
Three a.m. Everything was silent as the whole zoo slept. The stars were shining beautifully in the New York City night.
Inside the penguin's HQ everything was silent, as usual. Few heavier breathings every now and then, rustling of feathers or the pillow when someone changed their position... but nothing out of the ordinary. Everything was peaceful.
Suddenly Skipper flinched wide awake and shot up. He panted and looked around. After recognizing the place as their HQ, he proceeded to have a quick look at the other beds, where the penguins were sleeping peacefully.
"Oh, it was just a dream," he sighed to himself, and dropped back lying down, feeling relieved.
~.~.~.~.~.Fr. -31.8.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
16. NORMAL?
"Kowalski," said Private one day, after the zoo's closing time, as he sat on the edge of their habitat's island.
"Do penguins cry?"
The question took Kowalski by surprise. "Why?" asked he.
"No reason," said Private, swinging his feet up and down.
"Do penguins laugh?"
Kowalski was still confused about the purpose of the youngster's questions. "Why do you want to know?"
"Kowalski, what do penguins do?" asked Private.
"Well, you are a penguin," stated Kowalski.
"Normal penguins, Kowalski. What do they do?"
Kowalski had to shrug.
"There is no reason for you to feel abnormal if you don't know what 'normal' even is," he said.
~.~.~.~.~.-Sa. 1.9.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
17. MUSICIANSHIP [5]
Rico had a habit of breaking out in song every now and then. Or actually, it happened quite often. Everyone was fine with it though, because Rico did have a surprisingly good singing voice.
But unfortunately, Rico was sometimes like any other musician; when he had the inspiration or the urge to sing, he could do it anywhere, any time. Quite often it happened right after the penguins had gone to bed, just before they'd fallen asleep. Those were the only times Rico was told to shut up. Lucky for them, Rico never disobeyed Skipper's orders. And Rico knew that he could always sing the next day.
~.~.~.~.~.-Su. 2.9.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
18. OUTSIDE?
It was a normal Sunday morning in the penguin HQ. They were all minding their own business, until...
"Come on boys, we're going outside!" Skipper said after he took the last sip from his coffee mug.
"Outside?" asked Kowalski as they also gathered around the table.
"We're always outside, why is it a big deal now?"
"No, not outside! Outside outside!" Skipper tried to explain, but made the others just more confused.
"...Outside outside?" asked Private.
"Yes, to the park!" Skipper replied.
"But we are in the park," stated Kowalski.
Skipper ran his flipper across his face.
"To the park outside the zoo walls, maybe?" Skipper said, feeling slightly frustrated.
~.~.~.~.~.-Mo. 3.9.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
19. A CITY SO NICE...
New York City, and four penguins. What did the two have in common? Both were said to never sleep. And that was true, at least tonight.
The periscope rose from the penguin HQ around midnight.
"All good sir," Kowalski reported. "Silent".
"A little too silent?" Skipper asked, sounding almost hopeful.
"No, just.. silent. Not more so than usual," Kowalski replied.
Skipper sighed. "Keep looking," he said as he walked to the table and sat down for coffee.
Kowalski made a salute and continued on his duty.
"Something wrong, Skipper?" asked Private, who'd been sitting at the table with Rico.
"Well, I was hoping we'd have a mission tonight!"
~.~.~.~.~.-Tu. 4.9.2012-~.~.~.~.~.
20. MOONLIGHT
Full moon had risen, all were asleep. But Rico just opened his eyes. The doll next to him had never closed hers, but was as smiley as ever. Rico gave her a kiss and got out of his bed, and picked her up.
Rico climbed out of the HQ with the doll, being as silent as he could. Then he carried her to the fountain. Rico climbed to the edge of it and sat down with her.
"Look at the stars," Rico said to his doll as he lifted her on his lap.
"But they're not as beautiful as you," he said while kissing her in the moonlight.
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[4] I feel I need to explain this a bit… You know that feeling when you really want to do something, but you're stuck at work or school, with only the last minutes left and you are just staring at the clock, waiting for it to free you so you can go home to do what you wanted? Well, I guess Kowalski had an invention waiting for him ;)
[5] I know quite a few musicians, and believe me, it is true that "when he had the inspiration or the urge to sing, he could do it anywhere, any time." ;p