Hans drove for forty-five minutes straight in pure silence. He was bored way too much by now. He'd stopped looking back at Skipper. The penguin only pretended to look out the vehicle window whenever he turned back to look. But he could feel Skipper's gaze on the back of his head, he just couldn't understand why. The penguin was angry at him was he not? Maybe that was it!
The puffin gained a wide grin as he thought further into it. Skipper was angry sure, but not at him for kidnapping him. No, Skipper was only angry because he chose to make his confession in Hoboken, a place the penguin hated. That was logical, wasn't it? It was to him. Hans was positive that the only reason his proposition for them to be something more was denied was because they weren't in the right place. He could still fix this and the penguin would actually see how fond he actually was of him. It was great! He still had a second chance with Skipper!
Now only what place he likes~? Hm… Skipper most definitely hated Denmark and New Jersey so Copenhagen and Hoboken were both out. The puffin remembered that the penguin liked the beach. Hans even recalled Skipper telling him about a fling that was once had by the seashore between the penguin and another female penguin. The puffin remembered how happy the penguin leader was that he got the girl's number, even going on and on about how perfect the day was. So naturally Hans stole the paper with the female penguin's number on it and tore it to pieces before setting said pieces on fire. What? It was nothing personal~
Skipper was HIS and NO ONE else's! He got angry at the very thought of the penguin with somebody else. There was no problem with that. Skipper would always be his in the Dane's mind. His, his and no one else's. Ever. Nope, no problem with that. How he adored the cute little- hey, did he hear snoring? Hans snapped out of his thoughts, his attention immediately taken by how low to the ground he was flying this pod. Whoopsies. The puffin pulled up last minute before hitting a moving car.
"MY CAR!" cried some man in distress.
So he did hit the car then. Apologies to that man with the huge gaping dent in his hood.
"That was close…" Hans sighed in relief, glad he didn't just kill both him and Skipper in some freak accident that totally wasn't his fault because he hadn't been paying attention. But they were fine. He was still driving fine and well while the penguin was snoring away- wait, snoring away? What in the name of the Danish queen?
The puffin turned with an arched eye brow. When he looked down at the floor of the pod his gold eyes widened. Skipper had fallen asleep and was now curled up by the curved wall of the sphere vehicle. He was so…cute!
"Oh my gosh, that's adorable!" The Dane exclaimed and saw the sleeping penguin twitch at his outburst. Hans quieted himself quickly with a wing over his beak. With some quick thinking on how he didn't want to cause an actual crash by him not paying attention to the road and half because he was just flipped off, he set the pod to floating mode so it stayed still in mid-air above the city.
How a giant red floating mechanical sphere didn't cause attention to those down below was a mystery to him. Oh wait. He looked down below and the same old woman from before flipped him off again, screaming at him that he was a 'bad birdy'. The puffin rolled his eyes and activated the soundproof feature. Good, now all he could hear was Skipper's soft and even breathing. It was calming and…the most beautiful sound he's ever heard. He loved what he was hearing from the sweet little penguin's respiratory system! He sighed when he found out that just hearing wasn't going to be enough for him to continue on driving. He needed something for himself out of this slight delay and besides, he was sure Skipper wouldn't even notice that he took a little pit stop…
Hans decided and took a step towards the sleeping leader as quietly as he could. Then he remembered that the pod was transparent and those down below could probably see whatever it is they were doing. So he took a moment to activate the cover feature and a nontransparent layer of glass soon covered the outer layer, sealing them in to their own little bubble of privacy. The puffin wasted no time in walking up close to the penguin, trying desperately not to wake the other by sliding down to sit by his side.
He watched Skipper's chest rise and fall in slumber, studying how the feathers elevated and descended with each breath. He reached a hesitant and shaky wing over to stroke the feathers on the penguin's outer thigh. The Dane flinched back when Skipper's leg suddenly kicked at him, the dead to the world penguin leader offering an annoyed groan of protest at the intrusion. Hans shook his head in amusement with a half smirk before retracting his wing to place it on Skipper's side.
"I love you." The puffin said, testing out the words on his tongue and how they sounded. He half frowned. He liked that he said it but it did need some work if he was ever going to say it perfectly. So he tried again. "I love you Skipper…" Oh, that was better. Now I must really sell it! "I love you so much, Skipper~" Hans was so over thrilled that he slid his wing underneath the oblivious penguin, lifting it up to lie its head up against his chest, holding the penguin in a loving embrace. He was so busy with his nuzzling of his crush that he didn't notice the brake lever slipping back into driving mode. The puffin's beak was seconds away from the other's when the pod lurched and they were both thrown forward. It was then that Hans realized their pod was crashing and heard Skipper's muffled scream against his chest.