CHAPTER TWO: Getting ready for School
„All right, Rico… get us some equipment for today" mumbled Skipper non interestingly.
Rico grimaced and coughed up four rucksacks, one after another. He looked so disgusted as if he was throwing up a bunch of worms.
"Oh, and we will also need a couple of pens, four notebooks, pencils, rubber, protractor, circle aaaaaand… a ruler!" added Kowalski, evidently excited.
Skipper rolled his eyes and flipper palmed.
"Shall I make us some food supply?" offered Private, watching over his leader uncertainly.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Make us some fish sandwiches, Private" accepted Skipper. "And I will make some coffee." He waddled over towards the table and turned on his coffee machine. Meanwhile Kowalski was busy collecting all school accessories from the floor.
"Gel pen!" he cried in a womanly voice, taking a green, shiny pen in his flippers. "Well thank you, Rico! I've always wanted to have one! It's just like Jiggle's color!"
Skipper screwed the top of the thermos , took the green rucksack, and grabbed the pillow from his bunk. Kowalski sent him a glare.
"Skipper!.. Why are you taking your pillow with you?" he asked.
"To make sure I will sleep sweet and soundly. Need something soft under my head" muttered Skipper, jamming the pillow inside his school bag, covered with fishbone – patterns.
"What tha… you're joking right?" gasped Kowalski, watching over his leader with aggrieved look. "You're simply planning to have a nap in front of the teacher?"
"I will cocoon myself in the most remote part of the classroom so nobody would notice" replied Skipper, menacing smile twisting his beak. "How about I sit right behind you? You're the tallest so you can protect me".
"Now really!" Kowalski dropped his green pen and folded his arms in a rebellious gesture. "So much wisdom waiting for us to be discovered! Am I really the only one here who takes any interest in enlarging our knowledge about the world, full of unsolved mysteries?" he raised his flipper in a theatrical gesture. "This is a great occasion for all four of us!"
Skipper couldn't hold back a wide grin leaking on his face. He chuckled to himself.
"Breakfast's ready!" called Private.
He waddled up towards the middle of the room and distributed four sandwiches between his friends.
"Well thank you, Private!" smiled Skipper, taking the sandwich in his flippers. He took a glance at the wall clock and let out a quiet sight. "Now I guess we should make our way soon. It's ten to nine am.
Rico made a swing and slammed his right leg against the wall. He then started to jump all over the room, clutching his injured foot and screaming from pain.
"Armgahhnaha! Bagkorela!" he exclaimed, sending his chums a harassed look.
"Forget it, Rico" muttered Skipper. "You're not going to play a trick on ME! Let's go!".
Rico let out a disappointed moan, frowned his eyebrows at Skipper and cursed silently under beak. Soon, all foursome were making their way up the ladder, Kowalski's excited voice singing joyfully: "Off we go, off we go to school, to school, to school….!"
But then there was a dull sound of slapping and the song immediately broke off.