As It Should be chapter 4
See, I told you I'd get the next chapter up quick! How could you doubt me? Anyway, there's only a few chapters left. So enjoy it while you can!
Skipper sipped his coffee. He looked off to the gates. There was something in the distance. It looked like a penguin. He grabbed his binoculars. It was Rico! He was in trouble! Hurriedly, he called Guinevere on a Walkie Talkie.
"There's a hurt penguin at the front gate. See if you can bring him in. Doris, are you there?"
"Yeah"
"Okay, I'm going to need your medical expertise on this."
"On it, Skipper." In seconds, Guinevere and Doris were working on Rico on the floor of the concrete ice floe. Doris assessed the damage.
"Fractured leg… bruises and cuts along his back and stomach… well, this is odd."
"What? What is it?" Skipper asked.
"His gullet seems to be made of steel." She thumped Rico's stomach, metal ringing out. "And His voice box is almost completely ripped out." Skipper kneeled closer. He could see it too. It was odd. There seemed to be – a sort of tunnel in his throat. He and Doris shared a glance. What was the military doing?
They moved him to one of the far bunks below the habitat. When he finally came around, he muttered.
"What was that, Rico?" Doris asked "gagidbllllr!" He attempted to respond. He knew he couldn't, but it was worth a shot.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you, your voice box is almost completely ripped out. You can't speak, and there is an extremely low chance of ever talking again." Rico hacked up a post it box and pencil, writing speedily. Kowalski saw this, and rushed over from his work table.
"Tell me something I don't know" Rico wrote
"How Did You Do That?" Kowalski asked excitedly.
"The secret place I work – is Dallas. Dallas Texas. In the Hoover Building." he wrote fast in an attempt to get it all down at once. "I was a test subject. All three of us were test subjects! There is no 'Special Ops', it's a lie to make recruits excited to join."
"And you fell for it." Doris finished
"Exactly. My stomach was given an arsenal of weapons, which I hack up through a special valve in my throat – where my voice box was." Rico looked up to Kowalski. "Do I know you?" he wrote
"N-no. Not that I am aware."
"Oh." and he fell back asleep.
Skipper was topside during the whole conversation, so Doris and Kowalski had to tell him what happened.
"Odd." Skipper muttered. "What?" Kowalski asked
"Well, I thought he looked familiar when I first met him, all those years ago. The same went for you. Now he thinks he knew you? I don't think these bouts of déjà vu are a coincidence."
Kowalski flipped through his notes. "Skipper, you know how I've been working on traveling through the space time continuum?"
"Yesss…" "Well, it all seems to be focusing itself on this habitat."
"No!"
"Yes! And to pinpoint it even further, the Time-Knot (my name, I copyrighted it) comes down to – you. You are a paradox, a rip in space-time!"
Skipper fainted.
Skipper woke up in his bunk. "W-what's going on?" he asked.
"Ah, you're awake. You fainted. We dragged you in here, put you in your bunk. Meanwhile I fixed up the Time Cabinet and found something – well, strange."
"How strange?"
"You'll have to see for yourself. It's on the computer." Kowalski pulled his laptop out of nowhere, and began to show skipper pages.
"This human child has portrayed your entire life's story through the pages of this website. It's called /Penguins of Madagascar."
"And what is the boy's name?"
"I cannot find his actual name. His username is Beastialmoon."
How's that for a cliff hanger? No, this is not going to be another Gary Stu. I'm not even entirely sure what those are. You'll have to wait to see what I am up to. Muahahahahaha!