Rico jumped down into the HQ. It was silent, except the noise coming from the TV. He glanced at the sleeping form of Madison on the ground.

He mentally winced. He couldn't look at her, it hurt him too much, but he couldn't tare his eyes away from her. It wasn't just the fact that he liked to look at her that made him stare; it was the fact that she looked healthier and stronger then she did all week. She looked fresh and even the bandages around her waist were fresh and new.

How long he stared at her, it seemed like seconds when actually it was many minutes. It took him a while to realize he was still staring at her before he finally looked away. He turned away and went for the fridge for some food. He was going to eat some more fish because there wasn't enough for him up there, where the others were still doing the cute and cuddly routine for the people.

Rico glanced up as he heard a moan. It was Madison, waking up. He gulped but quickly turned back to the fridge.

He didn't want to avoid Madison, but it felt hard to be around her. He always got these weird feelings when he was near her that had been growing since he first met her. What confused him about it was that he enjoyed her. Her laugh and excitement to all kinds of things he liked. Things like, explosions, monster trucks and even big parties.

He heard a grunt and, when he turned around, Madison was right next to him, a bit closer then she should have been.

Rico was a lost for words, not that he would say much of anything. He stared into her deep, pretty, ocean blue eyes. He wanted to sail in it, and swim in them, and let the water wrap around him and never let go. He shook his head. He couldn't think about stuff like that! What was wrong with him? This felt strangely familiar and the image of Ms. Perky showed up. No. These feelings were different, more developed then what he had with his old doll.

His thoughts were broken when he heard the faintest of whimpers. Madison flinched when Rico finally made eye contact again. He frowned slightly when he noticed the hurt, sadness and exhaustion in her eyes. He swallowed thickly as he stared at her more.

She nudged him gently, and he was brought out of his daze.

"Uh...hi?" he managed to say. She frowned at him. "Fish?" he offered.

She took the fish, smiled slightly, and flung it up into the air. He stared as it came down into her mouth and swallowed it in mere seconds. She licked her beak happily, and he smiled at her. She turned her gaze back at him, but he frowned again. She frowned also and looked slightly hurt again. His eyes went wide at the realization that she thought he didn't care.

"You ok?" he asked hesitantly. Her eyes went wide like an owl. She nodded slightly, with her smile returning. "Good," Rico sighed in relief.

Madison looked around nervously before she hesitantly wrapped her flippers around Rico. She winced at the slight pressure on her stomach, but she didn't care.

Rico was startled, but he slowly wrapped his flippers around her also. The first contact he had made with her since the wound she had. The last time he touched her was when he put a flipper on her shoulder. She had shrugged it off though.

Madison smiled more as he hugged her back. She felt better. The depressing feelings she was experiencing were gone. In its place, she felt happier then she had been in a week. She felt even better when he had asked if she was ok. It meant a lot more then it should have.

They were too happy, content, relaxed and into the hug that they didn't notice a spectator.

Flora had woken up three minutes ago. Rico and Madison hadn't noticed her, thankfully. She had watched from the beginning since the moment Rico turned around to face Madison. It was an adorable moment in her eyes but she didn't say anything. This is what Madison needed and the last thing Flora wanted to do was ruin it.

Madison dug her beak deeper into Rico feathers. She breathed in the scent. It smelled nice and appealing to her. He had the smell of fish, and chlorine. She liked it in all.

Rico almost shivered when Madison dug her beak deeper into his back. He breathed in her scent as well. He was faintly surprised when he smelled salt, and the foreign smell of Antarctica. He wasn't surprised when he smelled fish on her though. He didn't mind though. It felt like a calming smell.

"Sorry," Rico murmured. Madison pulled away a little, so that they were looking into each others eyes. They both blushed slightly when they noticed how close their beaks were. Just an inch away and they would be touching. She cocked her head ever so slightly to the side. "Sorry," Rico apologized, "for ignoring." He smiled slyly when Madison grinned at him and went back into the hug. He was forgiven.

The two birds got closer in the hug but were startled out of their feathers when they heard the fishbowl slide over. They quickly jumped away from each other and were blushing a deep shade of red as they did. Rico glanced up to see who it was. It was only the other penguins.

Madison growled under her breath and wanted to throw a stick of dynamite, so they would blow them up into the sky for interrupting them. Rico had the same thoughts, except he wanted to throw more dynamite in there for distance.

"Rico, what were you doing? You were gone for half an hour," Skipper scolded crossly. Rico shrugged sheepishly. Skipper sighed exasperated. "Whatever."

Kowalski immediately waddled over to Flora. "Want to do another check up in my lab?" he asked.

Flora sighed. Didn't I just do that with him? She threw that thought away, as long as she was with Kowalski, she was ok with it. She nodded and was pulled up by a happy Kowalski and was taken to the lab for the second time that day. She glanced down when she felt a warm feeling on her flipper. Kowalski was holding it as he dragged her into the lab.

"Um, Kowalski?" She asked nervously as he closed the door behind him.

"Yes?" Kowalski said, oblivious to what was going on.

"May I have my flipper back?" Flora asked shyly.

Kowalski glanced down and saw he was holding her flipper. His own flipper shot out of hers, and he put it against his side. He blushed deeply and was ashamed when his voice cracked. "O-of course Flora, sorry."

"No problem Kowalski," Flora whispered in an embarrassed tone, blushing. Sudden courage compelled her to get further. She got up close to Kowalski and leaned against him with their feathers brushing each other. They both blushed madly but didn't make a move away from each other.

Kowalski's POV

She was up against the side of me. It felt good and I wanted to focus on that but I was so nervous. I didn't understand women or emotions! What do I do, what do I do? I sighed silently.

Just instinct Kowalski, use your instinct! Which one should I use though? This isn't survival is it? Well it DOES seem to tie into penguin mating which is the main purpose of our existence, thus making it survival- I mentally slapped myself before I got too into my thoughts. Stop it Kowalski! You're thinking too much! Just do what instinct does.

So I relaxed into the situation as much as possible, letting instinct guide my movements. I noticed a warm feeling on my flipper again. I glanced down, and noticed I grabbed Flora's flipper again. She glanced up at me with questioning eyes. They were pretty chocolate brown eyes...

"Kowalski?" she asked, breaking me from an incoming stupor.

I cleared my throat as I spoke. "Sorry Flora, if you want me to let go, just say so." I felt my own nervousness come up again. What am I doing? I was suppose to be giving her a test! Deep down I knew that was a lie, at least partially. What I really wanted was to spend time with her. "Y-you don't mind d-do y-you?" I stuttered.

She looked thoughtful for a moment, but her cheeks tinted red. "I don't mind Kowalski," she whispered to me nervously.

A wide grin spread across my face, and I felt an intense heat on my own cheeks. I brought her to a table and gently lifted her up onto it. For a moment, I thought I heard her make a comment about me being a 'gentlemen' but I was too occupied in clearing away the table.

"Now, I need to test to see if your brain can still respond well when you have your concussion," I explained. She nodded in understanding. "Let's see..." I thought for a moment. What could we do to see if her brain functions are functioning properly? Maybe running around the lab might be a good idea. "How about you run around? We will see if you can handle it."

"I can handle it," Flora said confidently. She got up and waited for me as I got my clipboard and necessary materials.

When Kowalski gave the signal, Flora started running circles around the lab. She was doing ok at first but then after the second lap around the lab, she felt dizzy and started stumbling on her feet. She felt herself trip and falling promptly afterwards. She closed her eyes and braced herself for impact that never came.

She opened her eye a crack and saw the ground just inches away from her face. She swallowed as she felt herself being lowered gently but squirmed a bit so she could lay on her back. She wasn't that surprised to see it was Kowalski that saved her. He was holding onto her waist, which had prevented her fall, and was now hovering over her. One flipper held the back of her head as he layed her down against his chest. He came down onto the ground as he sat with caution, Flora laying on his lap.

Her eyes went wide as she spoke. "T-thanks K-Kowalski," Flora stuttered. She looked at him carefully. His amazing blue eyes, his slender but tough body frame, his silky feathers as they grazed against hers and the raised brow that made him look so handsome. Well, she found these looks attractive. She felt herself fall into a daze as she stared into his eyes.

"Are you ok, Flora?" he asked, concerned.

A light blush went on her face as she snapped out of her dazed state. "I'm f-fine Kowalski," she managed to choke out. "I can stand now."

Kowalski turned red as well as he helped her to a standing position. "Oh, yes, o-of c-course." He realized how close their faces were to each other and felt heat rush to his cheeks. She was only two steps away from him, tiny steps. He swallowed hard. "So I guess the concussion is more serious then I though," he muttered.

Flora frowned slightly. "You'll help me right?" she asked, taking a slight step forward, which made their beaks only inches away. Their belly feathers were brushing against each other at this point.

Kowalski felt something come over him, instinct perhaps, and grew...calm, maybe even bolder. "Of course," he whispered as he got closer. Their beaks were only a centimeter away from each other now. Both penguins had a slight tint of red on their cheeks.

"I wouldn't want it any other way," she whispered as she felt her eyes drop halfway.

"Good," Kowalski murmured with a silky voice. He made his move and their beaks were pressed against each other into a sweet kiss.

Aw, how sweet! I know penguins can't kiss. Small chapter, I know. Please tell me what you think!

Kowalski: Thanks.

Me: For making you kiss her?

Kowalski: *Blushing* Maybe…

Flora: Aw, that's so sweet!

Kowalski: Really?

Me: Ok, I'm done with this mush. Get out of here, scat, or I'll make Rico and Madison beat you into a pulp!

*Madison and Rico pop out of nowhere*

Rico: *Hacks up two bats*

Kowalski and Flora: AAAHHHHH! *Run away with the two psychotic penguins chasing them*

Me: Muhahaha, I'm evil. Ok, anyway, please review.