A/N:
Heres a bunch of tiny drabbles!
Mini Skilenes
Chapter 3: Dra Dra Drabbles!
Wakeup:
Skipper sighed as he filled out mission reports, his feathers slightly ruffled and in slight tufts as mounds of tin cups, emptied of their warm caffiene induced drinks, unevenly piled against the concrete flooring. The commando had been filing highly classified papers all night and he was absolutely exhausted, the bags underneath his eyes gaining bags of their own. He let a ragged groan escape his bright orange beak and banged his flat head against the desktop purposely, letting himself just lay there for a few innocent minutes. The penguin leader soon began to let sleep drag him into it's clutches, it's wonderful grasp never tempting to let him go. Atleast until he'd gotten three days worth of sleep.
The ice floe's latch flew open with grace as a certain otter flopped down, happily racing towards the working penguin, whom hadn't even realized that she'd entered. The honeybrown otter entertainingly danced and pranced around as if it were the last day on Earth and nothing really mattered at the moment."We're pregnant!" She squealed with joy, clutching the part of her torso underneath her creamy coloured chest.
Skipper flew out of his chair, now awake.
Smiling:
Skipper melted at the sight of the honey brown otter, his heart thumping against his chest. The way she announced herself when she waltzed into a room, well, she never really had to. All the males would look her way whenever she did, alarming him of her graceful presence. Don't even get the tuxedo wearing bird started on the way she stood up to him, as many of the other animals didn't have the cajones to speak up. Surprisingly, though, he could bet on a couple of Kippers that she had a little thing for him as well
You could say that he was twitterpated, once used to describe the usual term for attraction in a very lovely movie about a love stricken deer, but he knew how to handle himself instead of just falling flat on his face drooling whenever she arrived. He knew how not to display his feelings for her, not wearing them on his sleeve- er, flipper. But what he didn't know was that whenever she passed by, was that he began to smile uncontrollably. He didn't even notice until one of his men awed and described him as being 'Gob-smacked'.
Winner:
Skipper purposely moved out of the way as she snatched the bright green flag from it's metal stand. The look on her face filled him with happiness. She was the winner of the game, but he was too. In a cryptic type of way, though.
Cards:
The team of Penguins, including Marlene the Asian Otter, were playing a very intense game of Texas Hold 'Em. Marlene had never really learned how to play that particular type of Poker, but since the guys had been encouraging her to join in ever since they've began the game, she buddied up with someone to try and learn the ropes. She had chosen the best card player in the Hq, of course. Her competative attitude prevented her from simply choosing a bird at random.
Skipper showed Marlene his- their cards, his facial expression hard and emotionless though his dark eyes began to show signs of boredom. The cinnamon brown mammal tenderly nodded, still uncertain on how the game worked, but went along with it for dear Skipper's sake, considering that it'd be about the 4th time he'd explain it to her that night. The eldest Penguin threw in a couple of fish (substitutes for actual chips), winning the hand. He smirked at the way his boys groaned and, with an attitude, threw their fish into the middle of the table.
The she-otter grinned, despite her curiosity, and immediately scooted next to him, trying to atleast get a glimpse of the worn cards to try and get how he'd won. She noticed that he had a couple of Kings and a few Aces here and there. What she didn't notice, though, was how close she was to the aquatic bird. Skipper indeed had and wrapped a sleek flipper around her shoulders and brought her closer to his form, a lump forming in her throat as she blushed. Marlene absentmindedly placed a paw over his firm chest.
Skipper grinned and winked at his teammates, whom stared wide eyed.
A/N:
These are just... UGH! I don't think that these are as wonderful as they could've been. Sorry, guys D: