The Lives Of Sixth Grade Military Boys

by pinwheelwhirl

Humanized. Skipper has to shape before his dad ships him out to military school. But no matter what Skipper does, his father won't change his mind. But all this may change when he, Kowalski, Rico, and Private meet up with Blowhole as a team for the very first time.

10. Telling Private

Yay, to all two people who guessed what my crossover is! And congratulations to eppwannabewriterfangirlXDXDXD for guessing correctly, and the answer is Avatar: The Last Airbender. I probably won't write the entire series, probably not even the first book, maybe just the first few episodes. That's because they don't show the freaking show on Nick anymore, and I don't remember a lot of it, so the only hope I have is renting the DVDs. And I don't have a very good memory. So yeah, anyway, chapter nine reviewers! Cookies for PerryRocks (thanks for guessing!), lovingSkipper, eppwannabewriterfangirlXDXDXD, SkullShovel, and Music4eva1414. You guys rock! And, just so you all know, I'm an idiot. I was reading through the whole story, and you know how I wrote in chapter seven that Rico didn't have his scar? Well, I read chapter two,in which I wrote that he does. So, I've decided that he doesn't have it yet. I'm going to revise chapter two, after I write this. Okay, enough of my blabber, story time!

The Lives Of Sixth Grade Military Boys

Chapter Ten: Telling Private

After slamming his door, Skipper locked it, and sat down at his desk. He put his head in his hands, and did what he hadn't done in a long time: cried. The last time he remembered crying was two years ago when his grandfather died. He didn't cry for long, though. When he stopped, he dug out the DO NOT DISTURB sign from his desk, opened his door, and hung it on the front. He locked the door again, and took his cell phone out of his pocket. He had all his friends on speed dial, and, not wanting to talk to anyone else, pressed three.

"Hello?" "Private?" Skipper asked, knowing it was him. "Yeah?" Private said. "Are you busy?" "No." "Can I come over? I need to talk to you about something." "Sure. Come right over." Private said. They hung up, and Skipper put his phone back in pocket. He opened his door, peeking down the hall. The two men had left. He walked down the hall. "I'm going next door," he told his parents, who were in the kitchen. "Okay," his mom replied. "Skipper opened the front door, and walked down the hall to Private's apartment. He knocked, and Private answered. Seeing the look on his leader's face, he knew something was wrong. As he stepped into the apartment, Skipper noticed the newspapers and clay on his friend's coffee table. "What is that stuff?" he asked. "My brother and I are making a claymation movie." Private explained. Skipper was surprised that Private's brother was letting him help, but pushed the thought away.

The boys walked into the room Private shared with his brother. Jacob was sitting on his bed, reading a book. He looked up. "Do you want me to leave?" he asked his little brother. "Do you want to talk alone?" Private asked Skipper. He nodded. Jacob got up, and went to finish his book in the living room. Private shut the door. The boys sat down on Private's bed. "So what did you want to talk about?" Private asked. Skipper sighed. "This isn't easy for me to say, so I'm just going to say it." he started. "Private, my parents are going to send me to a military academy." "WHAT?" Private exclaimed. "Why?" "They said I'm not disciplined." Skipper said. "How could they think that?" Private asked. "Well, let's see. I break stuff at Ringtail's, we hang out in the alley almost every day, and I never clean my room. Need I go on?" Now it was Private who was looking at the floor. "I don't believe it." he said. They just sat in silence for a while. After a few minutes Private broke the silence. "Do Kowalski and Rico know?" he asked. "No," Skipper said. "I told you first because your the only one who understands me." Skipper could feel it, he was going to start crying again. No way was he going to cry in front of Private, even if he was his best friend. He put his head in his hands again. Private could also tell that Skipper was going to cry. He put his arm around him. "Skipper?" he whispered. "Yeah?" Skipper mumbled out. "Do you want to tell Kowalski and Rico, or do you want me to tell them?" "Will you tell them?" Skipper mumbled. "Sure." Private said. "Do you want me to have them come over now?" Skipper nodded. Private pulled out his phone, texting the other half of the team to come over.

So, Skipper thinks that Private is the only one who understands him. What he isn't telling him is that there's one other person who understands him. Am I telling you who it is? Of course not. Will I give you a treat if you review? Of course I will!