Title: Promises to keep
Fandom: Penguins of Madagascar
Pairing(s): Rico/Kowalski
Warning: Homosexuality, furries
Summary: Rico has an odd almost prophetic dream, and the whole day, he mopes and mulls it over, though he isn't exactly an Einstein or Da Vinci.
Marlene had stopped by that afternoon, walking in as if she had been there countless times before, when she had only seen the inside a few short periods. "Hey, guys, what's up?"
Skipper raised a brow, concentrating on his next move. "What is it, Marlene, we're busy…" he moved his queen with a sly grin, then sat up and crossed his flippers. "Try that one, hot shot." He goaded.
Private stood from his spot and hurried over to the otter to pull her into a warm, friendly hug, which she returned with a disturbed titter.
Without looking away from Marlene, Kowalski flashed across the board and intoned, as if bored, "Checkmate. And, greetings, Marlene, what a surprise, seeing you." He stood in salutations as Skipper stared, wide eyed, at the board. Finally, the leader kicked it away, frustrated, and stood.
"Something you needed?" he asked, frowning, his flippers at his middle.
"What? Can't a gal visit some friends once in a while, what?" she turned, and peeked at Rico sitting in a far corner, holding his Barbie doll half-heartedly. "Hey, Rico, what's up?"
"Meh…" he grunted, shrugging and waving sluggishly, then going limp once more, his eyes falling onto the bristling form of Kowalski, who gawked, upset, and mouthed, "What do you mean, 'meh'?" Rico only shrugged again, but this time with more ease and a sniggering gesture. That mollified Kowalski, and he relaxed, though he didn't really understand what had made him so concerned in the first place. When wasn't Rico sitting in a corner holding his doll?
Marlene marveled at the silent interaction, one that had to have slipped past Private and Skipper unnoticed, considering their oblivious expressions. Perhaps it was her female sensitivity, but she got the impression that something was more than it appeared. That couldn't have been why she had been pulled here, to witness a strange occurrence between two 'friends'. Could it?
When she readied herself to leave, she eyed Kowalski playfully, gesturing towards the morose looking Rico. "Why don't you go cheer him up?"