This story had been on hiatus for a while, so that I could finish Gone Forever.

But it's back and I hope that you are going to like it! :)

I still haven't decided on the character death...

Please enjoy chapter 2! :D

Chapter 2: Your Song

Skipper really enjoyed playing his violin with Private. "Let's do 'Don't Stop Believing' from Journey now!" The music filled the HQ once more. But this time was different. This time, the violins made their tones in a perfect harmony. They felt the music flowing through their body's.

It bonded them, they played like one.

That night, Skipper gathered them around the table to talk about a new mission. Kowalski was glad that the non-stop violin concert had finally stopped, since the snow cone recovery mission had only given him one hour which wasn't filled with noises, only with Rico's rants about different kabooms. He had wished for some silence, but nobody heard his silent plea.

Rico wasn't paying attention to Skipper's mission explanations. To him it sounded like every other move in, 'boom', move out, 'boom' sort of mission. He only cared about the boom or kaboom parts, since that was his specialty. He could hear from Skipper's voice that this was more a boom than a kaboom mission, and that would mean, no or view use of the explosives. "There's a slight chance that we get caught. RICO!" Apparently, Skipper had noticed the absent look in his eyes.

Skipper sighed. How was he supposed to get Rico to listen to him. Rico was probably thinking about TNT, or his hero, Alfred Nobel. Rico had a guilty look in his eyes and Skipper decided that he could go on with his briefing. "We -" Skipper slammed his flipper on the table. "RICO!"

Private sat at the table, amused by the two penguins. A smile appeared on his face. "Do you think this is funny Private?" He couldn't hold his laugh in any longer. Skipper raised his non-existing eyebrow at the penguins in front of him. Even Kowalski wasn't focused anymore, Skipper saw his flippers on an invention under the table. "Is my briefing really this boring?" Private rolled laughing under the table and Kowalski hid his invention behind his back. Rico had waddled away from the table towards his doll. Skipper sighed, obviously they had the impression that they didn't need a briefing. Maybe it was getting a bit old. Would that mean that he was getting a bit old too?

Her hair was so blond and shiny. Her smile was so loving and warm. Still, she looked a bit crazy, always smiling no matter what he did. She definitely was his dream girl. He brushed Miss Perky's hair, sang a little love song for her. She smiled lovingly back at him, her big blue eyes were fixed on him. His heart skipped a beat while looking at her small plastic lips. He threw his brush away. Although he had a hard time pronouncing the words, he sang a little song for her. Just to indicate how much he loved her.

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside.
I'm not one of those who can easily hide.
I don't have much money but boy if I did.
I'd buy a big house where we both could live.

I know it's not much but it's the best I can do.
My gift is my song and this one's for you.

And you can tell everybody this is your song.
It may be quite simple but now that it's done.
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words,
How wonderful life is while you're in the World.

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss.
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross.
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song.
It's for people like you that keep it turned on.

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do.
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue.
Anyway the thing is what I really mean,
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.

Kowalski wished that he was deaf. He didn't mind listening to some real good musicians or singers, for less than an hour, but this was just excruciating. He looked at Skipper. Most of the time he was the one getting annoyed by the lemur's loud music, but now he was looking at his singing comrade with a happy smile on his face.

He smiled at the sight of his three soldiers in the HQ. They all were so different, so unique. But still they were a team and almost every time working together like brothers. Skipper looked at the little Private, polishing his violin. He had been over the moon when he saw the violin for the first time. Skipper knew that the little penguin never expected that playing it would be this hard, but Skipper knew that he wasn't going to give it up. He looked at Rico and his doll. He remembered the time he married a doll, when he had the illusion that she really was a living girl. He grinned, even Kowalski had been afraid to make it clear to him that she wasn't a living creature.

Rico decided that he would make clear to everybody around him how much he loved Miss Perky. He sang louder, so that they would hear him. Although he could not properly pronounce the words, the song was still recognizable.

And you can tell everybody this is your song.
It may be quite simple but now that it's done.
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words,
How wonderful life is while you're in the World.

He looked proudly at his girlfriend, before pecking her on the cheek. She still smiled happily and her large blue eyes almost screamed 'Thank you!'. He hugged her and closed his eyes. They were meant for each other.

So how did you like it?

The song is originally by Elton John.

It's 'Your Song'.