And sorry if Denmark doesn't have a president, I don't know what type of government they have.
Skipper kept to the shadows as he tried to find out where the bomb was hidden, eventually he got lost.
"Great, some help I am to the Danes" Skipper muttered.
"Aw, are you lost little penguin?" Deadshot sneered. Skipper spun around to see Deadshot standing in the middle of the room, whatever room it was.
"Deadshot" Skipper snarled; he crept forward warily.
"Aw, are you still mad at me?" the lemur jeered, every insult only added to Skipper's fury. Remember don't lose your temper, he'll use that to his advantage Skipper silently reminded himself. Deadshot barely moved as Skipper began to circle him. Ok, don't attack directly, try to get behind him and catch him off guard that's my only chance! Deadshot moved so that he was always facing Skipper, this ticked the penguin off, this was wasting precious time.
"Last chance Lemur, deactivate the bomb and I won't hurt you" much he added silently.
"Ha, is that a threat?" Deadshot laughed, laughed at him. Skipper shook with anger.
"Creak" the sound of the floor creaking as someone walked over it caught both of their attentions. Skipper saw his chance and attacked Deadshot while he was distracted. The lemur spun around and socked Skipper in the face with a swift kick, sending the young penguin flying into the wall. Skipper hit the ground a moment later, stunned.
"Skipper, just give it up, he's obviously got you beat" Hans came into the room; he had been the one that had made the floor creak, as he walked across it.
"Hans? What are you doing here?" Skipper stammered, still in shock from the blow. Suddenly he noticed Hans was holding two seemingly ordinary sand-witches.
"What are those for puffin?" Deadshot asked, "are you having lunch with the president and here I thought you hated the Danes, silly me". Apparently it wasn't just Skipper he liked to torment.
"Shut up, this has nothing to do with you!" Hans snarled at Deadshot who mocked a hurt expression.
"And for your information Skipper" Hans turned his attention to his old comrade. "These are for the president, I'm replacing his lunch with them, as to kill him with poison thus creating mass panic in Denmark and exacting my revenge".
"You don't seem worried he'll stop you" Deadshot smiled evilly.
"He'll try and stop you from setting off the bomb" Hans pointed out, "I found a way to ensure you wouldn't be a problem Skipper, impressed?"
"How'd you even know about the bomb?"
"I have sources" Hans shrugged, and smiled, "not that it matters now"
"I will stop you"
"How? You must stop the bomb don't you" Hans sneered.
"I'll stop you first; I still have time till it goes off. Besides few are here right now, and we both know whose the better fighter" Skipper snarled, getting ready to fight.
"You'll have to catch me first" Hans retorted. All through this argument Deadshot had remained where he was and now finally spoke.
"Speaking of which I best be going and letting you two children resolve your-" he paused searching for a specific word, "differences" Skipper was so distracted by Hans's threat to kill the president, that he didn't even realize that Deadshot was sneaking off to activate his bomb.
"Enough of this! I will succeed and there's nothing you can do to stop me Skipper!" Hans took off down the hall with Skipper in hot pursuit. Hans slipped around the corner and vanished, Skipper glared at the hall way knowing his new enemy was hiding, it was one of Hans's typical tricks.
"I guess he got away" Skipper slipped back around the corner and almost as soon as he did so, heard foot steps. He peaked around the corner in time to see Hans slipping through an open door into a room marked
President's office, Do Not Enter! In big red letters. Skipper belly slid into the room and found Hans putting the sand-witches into a plastic bag replacing a ham sand-witch.
"What do you think you're doing?" Skipper approached the puffin, who gave a start of surprise.
"Skipper" he stood up and they slowly circled each other. Hans attacked first for once and punched at Skipper's face, Skipper quickly countered the blow and kick spun at Hans, who in response leapt onto a wall and bounced off onto the president's desk. Skipper flung himself at the puffin and they swiftly exchanged powerful punches, Hans managed to hit Skipper's stomach, but this let Skipper kick Hans in the beak sending the puffin tumbling backwards, off the desk.
"Oof" Hans gasped as he landed hard on his back, Skipper jumped down and walked over to him.
"Looks like I win" he growled.
"Not yet" Hans took off, throwing himself through the window, Skipper bolted over in time to see Hans land smoothly in a tree.
"He's gotten better" Skipper realized, he quickly dashed over to the president's lunch and started to grab one of the poisoned sand-witches when a human came in.
"What the-" it was a guard. He reached down and picked a struggling Skipper up. Two more humans came in, another guard and off course the president. The other guard picked up the sand-witch and took something out of his pocket and stuck it into the sand-witch.
"Why was this penguin messing with my food!" the president demanded in a thick accent.
"This sand-witch is poisoned! He was going to kill you!" the guard holding the sand-witch gasped.
"Kill that penguin!" the president ordered. "It must have been trained by our enemies to replace my food with the poisoned sand-witch!" Skipper would have died that day if it hadn't been for Deadshot's bomb, which went off at that very moment. The two guards and president were flung against the wall due to the force of the explosion, allowing Skipper to escape almost completely unharmed, except for a gash on his side. He stumbled out into the smoke filled hall and coughed.
'Deadshot, you blasted killed, I'll find you and stop you! I swear even if it takes my entire life to do it, I will stop you!" Skipper then managed to get out of the palace, but soon after was chased several times by angry Danes, it seemed that Hans had found a way to ensure Skipper would leave Denmark, even if it meant making the young penguin Denmark's enemy number one. Skipper found a way out of the country by hopping aboard a ship destined for South Africa, turns out, so did Deadshot. Skipper spent the entire time aboard the ship trying to catch the lemur but always ended up failing. When the ship made port somewhere in Africa, Deadshot left the ship and headed inland, with Skipper on his heels.
So what do you guys think?