Private yelped.

"Flightless bird. My favorite." A creature with Yellow eyes said hungrily from the bush. The creature chuckled.

"Show yourself!" Skipper said snapping into a defensive position. The creature drug itself out of the bush. Skipper's eyes widened. "Sea lion!" He yelled. He and his men slid away.

Talking as they slid. Skipper asked shocked. "Kowalski we're no where near the sea! What's your analysis?"

"It is rather strange for a Neophoca cinerea to be this far on land. Did the rest of you notice he had very bad sunburns?"

"Yes I did, and he was panting, but what is a Neophoca cinerea?"

Kowalski scoffed. "Iggnorent young Private. That is the scientific name for sea lion. You see each subspecies is given a binomial nomenclature or scientific name composed of the animals genus and-."

"Kowalski quit boring the private and give us sea lion defense opptions already." Skipper said sounding a tad annoyed.

The penguins slid around a corner. "He should be rather defensless on land and in this sun I don't calculate he will last very long."

Skipper wiped off his flippers as if done with the situation. "Good. Now we can get back to our primary goal."

"But Skippah Kowalski said the sea lion might die!"

"Correction, will die-."

"Private!" Skipper groaned. "It's not our problem."

The smallest birds eyes grew watery and he looked up at his superior.

Skipper tried avoiding his pleading look. Finally he scowled and sighed. "Fine, Private. We'll get that big hunk of blubber back to the sea."

"You'd help someone who could eat you?" The mother kangaroo asked peering from behind a large boulder.

Private beamed. "We help everyone! We even fight crime and go on secret miss-!" He rubbed the back of his neck.

Skipper dragged a flipper down his face. "Private." He said harshly. "Ixnay the issions-may!"

The female kangaroo thought for a moment. "Hmmm. Tell you what I'll help you with your little mission."

"Not happening. No way, no how!" Skipper said sounding final.

Kowalski pulled Skipper away from the others and put up a flipper shield. "Sir, she is testing us. Maybe seeing us in action will affirm her trust sooner."

Skipper rolled his eyes. "I still say we're wasting our time helping that carnivore out."

"Do they know we can hear them?" The albino joey whispered to Private.

Giggling Private answered, "It seems like it would work. Kowalski came up with it."

The young roo pointed to Rico, who was playing with a toy car he'd regurgitated to amuse himself. "Is that Kowalski?"

"No that's Rico."

"Oh, well I think he's cool!" He told Private excitedly.

"Yeah Rico is pretty cool." Privates eyes widened as Rico managed to de-wheel the car and make realistic brake screeches. "However frightening." He gulped. "He's Kowalski, the taller one. I'm private."

"My name's Kyle. What's that guys name? The angry one." Kyle said motioning to Skipper.

Private chuckled. "That's just Skipper. I don't think he's really angry he just worries a bit."

"Oh." Kyle said taking this in. Then he looked up at the older kangaroo. "I like'em, mom!" He told her enthusiastically.