I know that the last chapters were short ones, well this one is short as well.
Next one should be longer XD
Enjoy chapter 14!
Chapter 14: Emotionless
His smile widened, he sighed. One last time. His body relaxed, almost immediately.
His tormented brain had finally found some peace. He would never have to think again. Never had to feel anything again. He was gone.
All what was left was his body in a puddle of his own blood.
The knife still in his flipper.
The smile still on his face.
Nigel opened the door to Private's room in the hospital department. He had been here too often for his likings. He looked at the little penguin in the bed. He was glad that the doctors were able to fix him up. They said that it was a really lucky break. If the knife was placed only one centimeter to the right or left, or if it was stabbed a little bit harder, he wouldn't be okay.
He didn't want to, but he had to leave Private's side. He had to eat. He stood up. He waddled out of the room and towards his apartment. Where's that scientist? Nigel hadn't seen him since Private's accident. He opened the door.
There was the large penguin. Laying in a puddle of blood. Nigel rushed to his side. Felt for a pulse, he found none. The body was already cooling. Nigel pushed the emergency button.
He knew that he was the one who had to tell Private. But how? He felt sorry for his nephew. Private had lost almost everything he could lose. How could he possibly survive this? Nigel looked at the penguins coming into the room. They dragged the body away. Nigel looked at the face of the scientist, still smiling. He turned away from the body. He decided to go back to Private. His appetite had gone entirely.
The penguin in the bed was sleeping peacefully. He was dreaming. He saw Skipper, Rico and Kowalski. He waddled towards them. But backed away when he saw their faces. The eyes without pupils, the bloodstains all over their body. Still, it was comforting to be with them again. He smiled at them, but they didn't smile back. He looked at his leader. "Skippah, I'm glad to see you again." The leader looked at him. Then Skipper opened his mouth, like he was trying to say something, but the mouth closed almost immediately again. Rico and Kowalski waddled towards him, an emotionless look on their faces. Private backed away even further. Finally Skipper spoke. It wasn't his voice that surrounded him, it was a dark harsh low voice. It had a threatening sound. Private was frozen by the sound of the voice. But he couldn't understand what it said. Suddenly, he felt himself falling through the darkness, leaving him in a peaceful sleep.
Nigel felt lost, he couldn't find a way to tell his nephew that all of his friends were gone now. He had been thinking about it since the body was dragged out of his apartment. Private had missed Skipper's funeral. It was sad, but Nigel knew that if Skipper would have chosen his own funeral, that it wouldn't go this way. Flowers everywhere, old professors trying to read poems. Some music. No word about his friends, no word about the mission. Nigel was even glad that Private had missed it, it would have tarnished Private's memories of Skipper.
Private had been sleeping for over a week. The doctors said that was what the little penguin needed. They stuffed him with several drugs and painkillers. Nigel kept guard every day, he was the last thing that Private had.
"Nigel? Where's Kowalski?"
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