A/N: For me Kowalski is Polish...probably because of his name. Bear it in mind while reading the enigma part. I came up with his origin, maybe I'll write a fic about it. The idea for the title of this chapter was taken from a song: When Did Your Hear Go Missing by Rooney.

Where Did Your Heart Go Missing?

Skipper had one major problem with his lover. Kowalski was a good liar. Private's nature and cheap Lunicorn quotes helped to get the truth out of the Brit's beak. Rico didn't have to 'say' anything. His body gave it all. But Kowalski...he was an enigma. Skipper told him that once but the only response was that Enigma was made in Germany and the Polish cracked it up.

"That nerd." Skipper mumbled as he watched the scientist making tea for the whole team. The penguins needed to keep warm since they moulted again. The supplies, like cloth and blankets were prepared earlier (they took them from a children's store). Rico was wearing a green thick winter hoodie, Private took a pink cardigan with a Lunicorn (Skipper put the blame for this on himself, he was too soft for his team). The leader wanted to take a red sweater but stuck to a black jacket. Kowalski picked up a white sweater which fitted his length but not size and he had to put it right constantly. As he handed a mug to Private, who was busy watching the telly, one sleeve slipped down, exposing Kowalski's left foreflipper. Skipper's mind snapped and he swore under his breath.

After distributing all of the mugs, Kowalski sat down next to Skipper, covering both of them with a blanket. The commander, however, tossed it aside. "What's wrong?" Kowalski frowned and turned to look at the other penguin. "I believe that jacket of yours is not giving you much warmth."

"Where did your heart go missing?"

"It's on its place, Skipper. I would know if I had had a heart transplantation."

"Your tattoo heart. You told me that you had it on your left flipper. You lied!"

"A little...I do have a tattoo but it's not a memento of Doris. And since I'm left-flippered I thought that having it done there would be quite troublesome."

"So...where is it?"

"I'm not willing to tell you."

"Alright." Skipper grabbed Kowalski and pinned his lover's back against the wall, "I'll find it on my own. Even if it means scanning every inch of you."

Kowalski's cheeks started burning red: "You can't scrutinize my body now. We're not alone, for Tales' sake." he whispered.

"Private's in Lunicornland and Rico's sleeping soundly."

"But!"

"Watch me~"

"No!"

"Kowalski, why do you have to make everything so difficult? Can't you cooperate with me with no buts for once?"

"You shan't see it...won't understand..."

"As long as it's not on the science level, I will."

Kowalski rolled his eyes and gave up, showing a bit of his pink chest which was covered with the tattoo. A heart with an inscription: 'Forever Loyal'. Skipper looked at it for a moment until it was hidden back.

"Told you, you wouldn't understand..."

"These aren't the usual words..."

"Because the situation is unusual...I should be loyal, because you're my commander...not because I have feelings for you..." Kowalski looked away. Skipper smiled.

"I guess my body should be decorated with an answer to that. Rico! Wake up! I need a tattooist!"