Kowalski glared and stepped forward. "You wouldn't dare!"
"I wouldn't?" Skipper slyly settled the gun against Private's throat.
The younger shook in fear.
"I might."
Kowalski growled, moving closer. Skipper glared, pressing the gun firmly. Private's eyes filled with panic. He could hardly breathe!
"You're killing him Kowalski!"
The flat headed penguin put his flipper on the trigger. Private cried out weakly. Kowalski froze and backed away. Skipper drew the gun back and fired a bullet. A pirceing scream filled Private's ears. He watched as his friend fell to the ground, blood seeping from his chest.
Private's sky, blue eyes widened. "K..Kowalski!"
