Kidnapping Skipper ch. 4

by

Mastermindhunter

"Oh my gosh Kowalski! I am so sorry! Here let me help you up." Destiny helped Kowalski regain his composure. The girls that were in the groups giggled at the boys which they must have assumed were amatures. Kowalski smiled when he was back on is feet. Destiny smiled, and gave Kowalski a warm heart filled hug. It didn't seem like she hated the boys. It actually seemed like she loved the boys. "Are you alright?" She asked with apoligy in her voice. He nodded twice, and brushed his white feathers of the non existing dust. She looked at him, then stared at the other two boys. "I'm sorry you boys. I didn't mean to threaten you guys. I sometimes tend to get aggresive when there are surprise guests that sneak up on me in my habitat. Any friend of Kowalski is a friend of mine. It's just tha-" She stopped short when she stared at Rico. Her gaze went straight to his head feathers on his scalp. She waddled over to the smiling penguin. "Rico? Is that really you?" She slowly smiled. He nodded quickly with large movements. "Rico!"

She scooped him in a large hug, and Rico spun the smallest of the four penguns around, in a happy hug. "I can't believe how much you boys have grown. You guys look so much older now." She giggled, and stared at the youngest of the three visitors. Private stared shyly at the characteristic penguin. "Ah who is this young man?" She looked back to Kowalski, as if waiting for an answer.

"That would be Private." Kowalski smiled to her. She glanced back to the short yet taller than herself penguin. She smiled to him, and walked up to him, and held out a flipper. He looked at her, shyly. He had rarely met any girl penguins, so it seemed rather weird. "Don't be rude, Private. Say hello." He slowly took her wing, and she shook with a steady pace.

"How do you do, miss Destiny?" Private smiled, but then looked a little closer at her features. Those eyes, that smile. He felt like they were somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered. Private flicked out the photo he had taken from Skipper's bunk. He looked at it then at her again. "Wait a second. You're her! You're the little girl from this picture!" He smiled with cheer. She grinned widely looking at the picture of old. She giggled her cheeks turning rosy with laughter.

"Yes, indeed that's me when I was a little girl. I can't believe Skipper still has this picture. Well considering it being our family portrait and all." Private's eyebrows raised. If that were true that it was a family portrait, then that meant that Skipper was the egg! Wow. It was amazing to see how small he was once upon a time. "So you're the Private of the group, eh? The rookie. Well you remind me of a little penguin that joined the military when he was young. Well, Skipper was younger than you are now, but still." She walked over to the coffee machine to grab a cup of coffee, which held a fish. Yeah, she was definitely related to Skipper. "Would you all like some fish. It's about lunchtime you guys hungry? I'm sure I've got some sardines in the fridge here somewhere." She pulled a plate out of the fridge, which held a pile of fish out on the table. Rico smiled and dove in. She rolled her eyes with a large grin.

"No thanks, I'm not very hungry." Private shrugged.

"No thanks. I'm on a no sardine diet." Kowalski held his left flipper up.

Destiny rolled her eyes. "Another diet? I swear, you're on your way to starving yourself. My brother needs to feed you more. Which reminds me, where is Skippy?" She turned back to the chalk board, once she poured an oily sauce over the pile of fish. Private never heard Skipper's name abbreviated. It sounded rather humorous. Nobody laughed though. Private looked at Rico. RIco bit down onto his wing, afraid to upset the younger than himself penguin. Rico glanced at Kowalski. Kowalski looked at her, and glanced at Private.

The steel was cold, and hard against Skipper's wings and feet. He could only hear the laughter coming from the sides of the darkness. The only light was the one in the center of the room, which focused on the evil arctic tern that had decieved him. She glanced at the trapped penguin, while she sat in her cold hard plastic hair. Skipper would not break eye contact, even when she glanced away. The only time he would look away was when he heard the ice cold voice of his captor coming from the shadows. "Whoever you are, you won't get away with this." He finally decided to talk to the lunatic who had called for his imprisonment.

The huffy laugh of the monster, that was clearly larger than anything else he fought, rang through the large sounding room. "Well I've got away with capturing you, so there's only one more action that need be done, and that's for the target to follow. If they come, to your aid, then I've already won." Skipper knew he had heard that voice somewhere before. For some reason it was a voice that put his worse fears on end.

"Who's this target you need so badly? Is it someone on my team? Or one of the lemurs? Or is it . . . If you even dare try to take in Alice or any human you will fail. If you're working for Blowhole, stop wasting you're time. I've taken him on quite recently. I can get out of anything a useless crony of his cooked up." He sneered.

The large voice echoed through the large room as it spoke. "Blowhole HA! He couldn't destroy you if he had you wrapped up like a present." The lunatic did have a point. "No, I work on my own , to get what I want who isn't you, but rather someone else. As for your team, or friends, or the humans. Useless. They wouldn't get even close to the area we are now. Where do you think we are?"

"Probably off the coast of New York?" He knew he was wrong, but tried to answer anyway.

"Try in the dead center of the Nevada desert." WOW! That was a long ways away.

Skipper was getting awfully impatient with this villain. "Just show me your face, so I know who you are."

"Seriously? You don't remember me? Well let me just give you a little hint." In the center next to the tern, there stood a face he would never forget. It drained his face of blood, and he couldn't find his vocal cords to work properly. Everything in the room just seemed to melt. Standing before him was a snow white polar bear. His left leg had a humk of fur missing. He was with a dark ragged chipped iron cane. He stared at the face of the wicked animal that he knew all to well.

After seing the evil monster, his voice squeked out in a whisper. "It can't be."

"Oh indeed it can. Now you know why I captured you, and not one of your pathetic friends. Your sister loves you far too much to let you go. She will come to rescue you. I know it for a fact."

Kowalski walked up to the little penguin. "Well that's what we came to talk to you about. He's been kidnapped."

Every girl penguin in the headquarters had stopped what they were doing, and glanced over to Destiny with a look of shock. The piece of chalk that Destiny held, had screeched when it went off coarse on the board, causeing a jagged line to form. She glanced over to Kowalski, and seemed angry. "That's not funny. You think it's funny to try to scare me? Be serious. Where is my brother?" Kowalski slowly nodded his head, when she looked at him again. Her face slowly twisted a look of pure shock. She looked at the floor, then at Rico. She knew Rico wouldn't tell a lie. Rico slowly frowned and stared at her with a look of sadness.

"Are you serious, that he's been kidnapped?" Private nodded, quickly, and whimpered a little. "Well he's been captured plenty of times, right? I'm sure he'll be fine if you guys just go after him." She looked at Rico and smiled with a confident smile that said she trusted them. Rico shrugged his shoulders, and Destiny understood what it meant. "Oh you don't know where to start. Well I guess that whoever it was is sneaky. I think I know who it was." She turned with a cheesy smile on her face. "Let's ask my sweet heart. Oh, and don't play the big brother again Kowalski. We're just calling him to get info. Nothing more, okay? You and my brother can get as angry as you all want. I don't care."

Kowalski just crossed his flippers, and Private saw his face turn angry. Private was confused. "Who is her sweetheart?"

He turned toward Private with an eyebrow raised. "You don't want to know." Private turned toward Rico, and Rico simply let out out ruffled smirk. His laughs were cracking as he was trying not to laugh. She went over to the chalk board, and pushed it aside, revealing a large screen television, and typed in a few letters on a keyboard underneath. When the screen popped up, it revealed a recognizable stone lair. Blowhole showed up on the screen. He stared at the three boys with a look of pure hatred. Private thought it was the wrong screen, but when Destiny smiled, she seemed to keep her eyes on Blowhole.

"I thought I told you pengyouins that I- Well He-hello my little feathered angel." Blowhole leaned into the screen, and smiled innocently at the head female penguin. He crossed his flippers, and leaned his bottle like chin on them. She smiled back at him with a warm blush over her cheeks. It was slightly paled out by the feathers, but definitely there. She waved her flipper slowly. Private couldn't believe it! Destiny's sweetheart was . . . Blowlhole?

All the female penguins in the entire HQ. smiled, and let out a big group sigh. It must have been a female penguin thing. Destiny looked back at the others, and smiled even wider. "Hello my pleasant skinned hunk of dolphin." She winked. Blowhole smiled, and laughed his little jagged dolphin like laugh. Kowalski sneered, with his mouth slightly opened. No doubt he was acting as the older protective brother. Rico watched without trying to stop either one. It didn't seem to bother him at all. It seemed like he was actually enjoying this. Private was too surprised by the couple to actually do anything.

"You're sweetheart is . . . Dr. Blowhole?" Private stammered.

"Yeah." She sighed. "I can't help it. That skin is so surprisingly pleasant to the touch. Not to mention he's so caring of me." She batted her eyelashes to the much larger animal. Blowhole returned the favor, by letting his eye scan Destiny's feathered body up and down. She didn't notice the very sauve move. Kowalski's eyes turned to slits as he watched the villains every move. He no doubt saw the move.

"So how is my little angel eyes." Blowhole cooed, smiling at the apparently turned on penguin. "You look just as beautiful as ever. Have you been doing something new with your feathers my little pink petal dove?" She giggled as the dolphin complimented her infront of the boys.

"Not much, really my loving mookie mammal. I'm just fluffing in the mornings." Her eyes seemed to shine when she heard the words angel eyes. " So how is your little revenge plots going my graceful slick atlantic prince." Rico had started flat out laughing at the pet names. Kowalski cleared his throat, and glared at the flirtatious couple, pointing to Blowhole. Blowhole gave that look that said 'Do you mind?' Private was temporarily traumatized "D'oh right. Sorry guys." She laughed, turning crimson. "Hey umm can I ask you something my little precious golden egg head?"

The bottlenose dolphin turned back to his sweet bundle of feathers, and replied. "Of course my gorgeous little angel fish." Kowalski had a look on his face that said 'Pease! Make it stop!'

"Well my brother, Skippy has been kidnapped, and they don't know how to find him. Could a big strong he dolphin such as yourself give a little birdy like me any clues?" She was making a gesture of rubbing her beak on the screen. Even though it didn't quite touch. Blowhole's eye looked warm and full of romantic thoughts.

"Well of course my shmutsie wootsie princess. I'll just get a- wait a second. Didn't they show you the stamp my wuggums?"

"Stamp? No my little sushi doodles, they didn't." She turned her head to the side. The boys had totally forgot about the note. If they had shown her the note sooner, maybe it would have spared Kowalski's sensitive disaprooval of the couple, and Private's ignorance of Blowholes relivant love life. "Boys. My pookle pie says that you have something you didn't show me."

"Oh yes. I almost forgot." Kowalski turned to Rico who still had it in his gut. "The stamp. Sorry for the uneeded call Blowhole. We'll show her, bottlenose. You're free to go, and NEVER CALL HER HQ." Kowalski walked up to the screen. "EVER!" Regardless of how much he loved to make the penguins feel uncomfortable, he obliged and decided to leave. Destiny kissed her wing and held it up to the screen passionately. Blowhole kissed his flipper and held it up agaist hers on the screen. Rico, being the goof he was kissed his flipper, and blew it towards Bowhole. Kowalski walked up behind Destiny, and pushed her away from the screen. "D'ALL RIGHT ENOUGH OF THAT!" He shoved her away from the screen as she waved goodbye with a smile on her face.

"AHHH" she sighed. "The sweet fragrance of forbidden love." She leaned up against Rico, holding her wings up to her cheek. Rico had also sighed, acting all goofy. The girls weilding the samurai swords were giggling at Rico's goofy romantic antics.