Author's Note:

Chapter nine! Enjoy! This is where you find out what they're gonna do with André. Let me know what you think of their choice and if it's enough.

"Ah, I see my brilliant idea was very much a success!" Julien exclaimed as Skipper and Marlene walked through the door instead of down the fish bowl ladder, his flipper intertwined with her paw.

"What? That was Julien's idea?" she asked as she looked over at the penguin next to her. She raised her eyebrows as he rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'll admit it… he did help out with it." Skipper shot her a nervous smile, afraid she would get mad that it wasn't his idea. "It worked, didn't it?" He relaxed as she smiled.

"Yes, it did work. Thanks for doing that, Julien. Who knows what Skipper would have done if you hadn't stepped in?"

"My calculations say he probably wouldn't have done anything. He would have terminated André, of course but with you… he would have chickened out," Kowalski muttered as he wrote on his notepad.

"Thank you, Kowalski," Skipper snapped in annoyance. "Which reminds me… what are we going to do about André? That little weasel almost ruined our future. Not to mention the present."

"Hm… I think we should put him in either the gorilla's pen, Joey's pen or the alligators'," Marlene said. Skipper scooted away from her slightly as she let out an evil chuckle that could put Rico to shame.

"Do we honestly have to result to violence?" Private whimpered. "We can just ship him off to somewhere he would hate."

"Maybe Private's idea would be better. How about Antarctica, Skipper?" Kowalski asked.

"Hm… that could work." Skipper grinned deviously. "But violence is needed here. We need to not only ship him in a crate alone… but in a crate full of… any ideas?" Skipper glanced around the room.

"Lobsters? Angry lobsters could work," Maurice spoke up.

"Hm, no. Otters love seafood…" Skipper muttered before glancing at Marlene. "Don't they?"

"Yeah, why do you think we eat clams?" Marlene crossed her arms. "How about something along the lines of spiders? He mentioned he hated spiders when I killed one the other day."

"Ooh, that's good," Kowalski voiced as he wrote down the options they could use. "So far I have snakes, spiders, lobsters and cockroaches."

"Cockroaches, Kowalski?" Skipper cocked an eyebrow.

"Okay, okay… that's off the list." He was just about to mark it off but Marlene interrupted him.

"No, no! That's good too. I never said he didn't hate bugs in general," Marlene grinned, "any type of insect will work."

Rico suddenly let out an evil chuckle. They all turned around to see him holding a smoke bomb in each flipper.

"Rico, we're not gassing him out! Put those away before you accidentally set them off!" Skipper barked. He rolled his eyes as Rico groaned in disappointment and swallowed them again.

"Besides Rico's idea," Skipper glanced back over at him firmly, "we've got hot options, Kowalski! Put down scorpions." Skipper tapped his beak with his flipper. "And fire ants."

"Aren't scorpions poisonous, Skipper?" Private asked with his eyes wide. "And don't fire ants bite?"

"Yes… they are poisonous. And fire ants do bite when alarmed and disturbed," Kowalski informed him as he wrote the two down. "Actually, I believe they bite any time they can."

"Kowalski…" Skipper growled.

"Oh, dear…" Private cowered slightly. He was clearly alarmed about what they were planning to do to André.

"Private, why don't you go and do some recon? This clearly doesn't suit you since this is for adults only." Skipper walked up and placed a flipper on his back. He led him to the ladder.

"Actually, I'll handle him," Maurice turned to follow the two, "he can help me with something in the habitat."

Skipper watched as the two climbed up the ladder, sensing Private's happiness that he didn't have to listen to their twisted conversation any longer. He chuckled and turned around to face the others. "Now, where were we?"

"Scorpions and fire ants," Kowalski reminded him.

"Ah, yes." Skipper took his place next to Marlene and placed a flipper on his beak in thought again, which Marlene thought was just plain cute. "So, what do you guys think?"

"I, for one, think the scorpions and fire ants are just too much. They could kill him, could they not? We want him to go though torture, not kill him. I don't think the sky spirits would rightly want him up there with them." Julien glanced up at the ceiling.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but Julien's right. André must go but we should do it with dignity." Skipper stood up proudly and Kowalski and Rico automatically followed suit. "Marlene, where is André, anyhow?"

"I sent him away after he tried to make a move on me." Anger immediately crossed her face at the memory.

"What?!" Skipper shouted. He felt his blood pressure hit the roof again. "Oh, okay… okay," he closed his eyes and put his flippers to his forehead, "did you send him away to any place in particular?"

"No… I don't think so…"

"Rico! I want you to do some recon for me. Find out where André is and report back immediately." He watched him sternly as the explosives expert nodded and slid over to the door, choosing to use it instead of the ladder.

"So… while he's gone, we need to decide on what to use. So far we have fire ants, cockroaches, spiders and scorpions. Is lobsters still on the list?"

"Negative, Skipper. I crossed it out after Marlene pointed out that otters love seafood," Kowalski reminded him as he flipped through the options again.

"How could he eat them, anyway? They'll be pinching at him." Skipper frowned. "I don't even think otters like to eat lobsters. Marlene, that's false information!"

"Well, excuse me!" Marlene put her paws on her hips. "I'm just saying that we love seafood!"

Skipper's expression turned nervous as he sensed an argument coming on. "Okay… okay. I'm sorry; I shouldn't have said it like that." He looked over into Marlene's eyes as he felt her arm wrap around him.

"It's okay," she whispered to him with a smile. She smiled wider as he wrapped his flipper around her and turned back to Kowalski, Mort and Julien. It's good to see he's not really sensitive to public affection. Kissing might be over the top but still… this is good.

"Alright, let's vote. I think we should use the cockroaches," Skipper voiced out into the room.

"I believe the best choice would be the spiders," Kowalski cast his vote in with a shrug to his leader.

"Spiders," Marlene said with a grin to Skipper.

"Spiders. If he doesn't like them, that's the perfect choice. And plus they're all creepy-crawly everywhere." King Julien shuddered. "So scary…"

"I like spiders!" Mort exclaimed in his squeaky voice as he clapped his paws together.

Skipper sighed and glared down at Marlene playfully. "Spiders it is then. And you're right, Julien… the more he hates them, the better it is. Wait… with all of the times I've thanked you and said you were right… what have you done to the real Julien?!"

Skipper lunged forward and grabbed Julien's shoulders, much to the lemur king's fright.

"Whoa, whoa Skippy! That's the real Julien!" Marlene wrapped her arms around him and pulled him back, making Skipper blush and release Julien.

"Sorry… I get paranoid sometimes," Skipper muttered as Marlene released him.

"Its okay you silly-nilly penguin. Most people don't see me in this light in the very often."

"Okay, we'll just wait until Rico gets back then tonight we'll ship him off to Antarctica like what we did with Rhonda. Marlene, you'll have to put on a show tonight. Act natural and when he's asleep, we'll take him to the docks with a fresh shipping label on his crate."

"Don't forget the spiders, Skipper," Kowalski spoke up with a grin. Skipper looked over at him.

"Don't worry. We won't."

Author's Note:

I don't think that their choice of what they're gonna do to André is enough… but that's my opinion. All I can ask is to… REVIEW!