Co-I hope you all like this Penguins of Madagascar fic! Disclaimer: I do not own PoM. OH and I borrow the name Andrew so please, don't be mad.

Warning: Humanized, Oc, Boom, and other crazy stuff. XD

Kat's Pov…

"Do you all want a drink?" I asked kindly, it's the polite thing to do, right? They all nodded, Skipper wanted a Dr. Pepper, Rico and Private, a Coke, and Kowalski, water.

"I will help you with the drink's ok?" Kowalski asked. I simply nodded and we head off to the counter to get drinks.

"Well hello who are you?" A slick, male voice came behind me. I turn around to see a man, with silver hair in a black suit.

"I am Kat, who are you?" He simply chuckled.

"My name is Marcuse Blowhole, but I rather be called Dr. Blowhole." He said kissing my hand.

"Kat I am back…Blowhole?" Kowalski was shocked to see him.

"Ah, well, well, well isn't the brain, Andrew Kowalski." He said smoothly.

"Come on Kat, Skipper will get worried." Kowalski said, softly grabbing by arm and pulling me away.

"We shall meet again my dear." Dr. Blowhole said, once again, kissing my hand and left.

"Let's go," Kowalski said leading me back to the others.

"BLOWHOLE! He was here?" Skipper asked, clearly in shock.

"Yea, plus he kiss my hand." I also told Skipper after we told him who we saw.

"He better stay away from you, he is really bad news." I just nodded. I was worry when Skipper said that...does it have to deal with my Dad's and Uncles old past? I started to wonder where they would stay.

"So…do you have a place to stay?" I asked, hoping that Kowalski will tell me.

"…The car?" He said meekly. I gave him a stern look.

"The CAR, No you shall not sleep in a car. I will ask my dad and uncle and see if you guys can spend two nights there.

"That would be nice, to sleep in a bed, but we couldn't!" He is trying and failing badly.

"Yes, you could and I am going to tell Skipper, and try to ask my dad and uncle if you could spend the night."I told him with a grin. He sighs in defeat.

"Look's like you got a play to stay boys!" I told them, "Now I am going to call my dad and uncle to see if you guys can spend a night or two there." I turn to head to a phone.

"You don't have to…" Private also tried, but I gave him the same look I gave Kowalski. "I am not going to win am I?" I shook my head and head off to get the phone.

I dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up. "Hello? Kat, is that you?" Yelp dad.

"Dad, I need four people to spend the night or two?"

"Who are they sweetie?"

"One of them is Private…"

"Ah Private, good kid, who are the others?"

"Their names are Skipper, Rico, and Kowalski."

"…Look like my past is caching up to us…"

"Dad…"

"Let me ask you Uncle…HEY BROTHER!"

"WHATZ IZ IT?" That's my Uncle, unfortunately,there both loud mouths.

"Kat is bringing Private…

"Good kid,"

"Yes, and she MIGHT also bring Skipper, Rico, and Kowalski…"

"I HAVE TO GET STARTED ON MY GERMAN SAUZGEZ! Oh no...Not that. The German Sausage are good...but my Uncle takes it so...let's just stay it involves a LOT of Dynamite. I shiver at the thought.

"YEA…they can stay…" No, really? What was your first clue?

"THEN, ZE ZHALL HAZ, A FEAST! LIKE KINGZ, ZITH OUR OLD FRIENDZ!"

"BROTHER PUT ME DOWN!" I sweet drop a little, while everyone was wondering what was happing.

"Dad…Uncle…" That did not work.

"THEN VE COULD GO ON MIZZIONS AGAIN!" \

"BUT I HAVE A DAUGHTER!"

"SHE HAZ FIVE BLACK BELTZ! Plus, THEY CAN LOOK AFTER HER!

"You win…Uh…How much did you hear?"

"Every, single word dad."

"OH!...Uh… yea they can stay, BYE!" He hanged up. Dad's…Such idiots at times.