Skipper glared at the boy sitting across from him along with the puffin standing behind him in a cage. He himself was holding his penguin counterpart back. He had been stuck as an agent for only a year, and already he was being banished from Denmark. It was all that stupid boy and that darn puffin's fault.

"If I ever see you again, Hans…" the penguin squawked while the Puffin just glared daggers at him.

"Oh come now, Skipper, not in front of the humans…" The puffin chuckled.

Skipper had his own words for the boy with that name. "Looks like we've been banished. Got anything to say about this, Hans?"

"This mission wasn't supposed to go this bad. I'm sorry. I don't know what to do now." He looked downcast, and Skipper hated himself for it.

"Hate me." Skipper said it without hesitation.

"What?"

"Hate me. It's my fault sorta. I didn't know the whole situation, but I should have. I should have double checked my sources."

"But… you're my friend…."

"Yeah, and that's why they did this. This room is secure, but once they open the door, act like you hate my guts. They won't do anything more to you. It's me that they're after. Every time we meet from now on, I need you to act like you hate me."

"But…"

"Trust me on this one, Hans. At least until we get a new director and get you back home."

Hans nodded as he recognized the leadership qualities that Skipper had been named for resonating in his eyes. Those fierce, ice cold, blue eyes. "I won't forget this, Skipper." The puffin behind him looked at the boys in disgust while the penguin looked at the boys with a slight pride. Their friendship wasn't damaged like his was. He still wasn't going to forgive the puffin though. He started this whole mess for him and the boys as well.

Thankfully, Agent Classified came in at that moment to take Skipper and the penguin back to America. He rolled his eyes. He knew that this was a bad idea, pairing up Skipper Andrews with Hans Puff. Hans and Skipper were now doing a glaring contest, acting as best as they could that they were hating eachother.

He slipped Skipper something into one hand while the other held the penguin Skipper. He had been offered a cage to hold the bird in, but assured people that the penguin wouldn't misbehave, at least he'd behave with him. Skipper glanced in shock as he recognized the Bluetooth device and quickly shoved it in his ear. "Thanks…"

"Don't thank me yet. Someone's been busy and it's got a new function. Remember, I didn't give you that though." Skipper nodded.

His penguin counterpart looked at him curiously as the boy sat down in his cell like room that night. The boy put his hand to the device. "Can… can anyone hear me? Kowalski?"

What he heard wasn't a response, but it was definitely his scientist brother's voice. "…and that's why this isn't probable. Half of New York could be destroyed, Doctor." Kowalski was arguing with someone, and Skipper was able to listen in!

Skipper then thought about something. "Rico?" The audio switched. It was now a lot of grunting, but Skipper could still understand it.

"…an e o ump ike at?" He seemed to be talking to someone, and training still. Skipper smirked. Classified had told him that Rico would be the safest out of all of them, though he wished that he could've helped all of them. Skipper sighed. He knew that just getting one of them, especially the runaway, to be safe, was a hard thing. He was grateful for what assistance he could get.

Now Skipper was getting the hang of this new function. It would allow him to hear what his brothers were going through or doing, but he couldn't respond. He sighed. He was glad to hear they were alive at least. He bit his lip as he whispered the final name. "…Private…?"

This time the audio switched to what could only be called pure horror to the young boy. He was hearing gunshots. "Who trains kids to be assassins and shoot at them?" He heard the British voice mutter. Skipper's eyes widened and tears started to flow. The penguin counterpart noticed this and waddled over to him. "Honestly… this is worse than dodging things in Sensei Rockgut's dojo during the obstacle course... Least they let me build my own gun… hate killing…" The crack of a gun sounded. Skipper gasped. "Tranquilizer darts are gonna be my new best friend around here… wonder if others are okay… Skipper, Kowalski, Rico… wherever you are… don't give up, because I won't. I'll make my way back home… somehow…"

Skipper cried himself to sleep as his penguin counterpart made his way home. He had to check on his own brothers. He'd never forgive himself if he let something like this happen to them. "They'll be fine, and when you find them again, they'll be stronger than ever before, kid…" Penguin Skipper said as he took one last look at the human who shared his name. "You're all penguins after all… and you're all tougher than you think…"