"I can't believe you watch this."

"SHH! She's finally realizing he's no good for her!"

Skipper watched Private for five more seconds then Private exploded.

"NO! Why are you giving him a second chance?!" The younger groaned.

Skipper chuckled. He turned off the TV.

"Uh...I WAS WATCHING THAT!"

"I know." He grabbed Private's flipper. "But now, you're going outside."

They were back inside in a flash. Private was curled in a all on the was VERY hot outside.

"WHY. NO WATAH?!"

"Sorry...? I'll just go get some... I know there are water bottles at the back of the house..." Skipper left out the door before Private could protest. The little penguin laid on the couch for a short while. Then there was a loud knock on the door. Private gave a confused look then went up to the door. He opened the door. Two penguins, who were on Kowalski's, uh team, stood there.

"Um...Can I help you?"

"Yes, do you know who this penguin is?"

Private squinted at the paper they held out. "No."

"Okay then, have you seen anything odd?"

"No, sorry."

"Oh and on our leader, you look familiar...Does your name happen to be Private?"

"N-No..."

One of them opened their beak to say something else but two shots rang out. They fell over, dead. Skipper was behind them with his gun.

"We need to go Private. Now."

The little penguin followed him, stepping over the dead bodies.

Skipper's POV

It just wasn't safe anywhere. Well except SP's place of course, but it was dangerous to keep Private around any longer. I didn't want to do this, I lost him years ago, Kowalski took him, I tried to get him back but I failed. And he doesn't remember who I was. I stopped in front of the house where I took him from.

"You can go now."

"What..?"

I turned towards him, his face only expressed shock.

"I'm a criminal Private...It's not safe for you to be around me. So you can go home now."

He whimpered. "No..I don't want to."

"..." I stared at him with a frown.

He walked closer and looked me right in the eyes. "I'm not going home. I don't want to."

"You're insane. Why would you want to stay? I'll lose you if you stay-" Private wrapped his flippers around me and buried his face in my chest. I froze in shock.

"I'm not leaving."

"B-but why the heck not?"

"Because you saved my life, you could've killed me with your bare flippers but you nevah did so it's impossible for you to lose me. You need me and I need you."

No one's POV

Skipper stayed silent for a while before hugging back.


"Private do you want cavities?"

"Do you want to turn into a romance sucker?" Private shot back, reffering to the book he was reading.

Skipper glared. "What is YOUR point?"

"You can't even kiss someone probaly, so you're hopeless at becoming a romanticist."

Skipper glared at him harder. Then walked over to him and grabbed his flipper, and pulled him closer. Private's eyes widened at the kiss. He stood there frozen as Skipper went back to where he was sitting.

Private's eye twitched. WHAT WHAT WHAT! SLAP!

"OW!" Skipper held his cheek. "WHAT was that for?!"

"DON'T KISS ME JUST FOR YOUR SMUG REPUTATION!" Skipper sped off with Private running after him, vowing to KILL him.

Just in case you didn't notice...Skipper and Private do have a back story. I want to write a prequel to this. BUTTT IDK if I should. I probably only will if someone co writes it with me XD