Okay guys here is chapter 4.
Disclaimer: I do not own Penguins of Madagascar
(Night. Lemur habitat.)
Billy tried to cover his ears with his pillow. Those damned lemurs were outside partying and they were playing their music WAY TOO LOUD. What's worse is that the lemurs were playing techno music. Techno music. Billy HATED techno music.
He covered his ears again and tried to hum to himself to cancel out the music. It didn't help at all. Billy just sighed and got up from the bed. He walked out of the stone house and over to the habitat wall. He scaled the wall and jumped out of the habitat. He walked away from the lemur habitat in anger.
He turned one corner and ran into Tybalt and Portia.
"Huh? Oh it's you guys. Couldn't sleep either?" Billy asked.
"Are you kidding? With that ear toture playing like that? I'd rather have my throat torn out again," Portia said in disgust.
"Agreed. Can't we just go over there and tear them apart? I want to sleep," Tybalt whined.
Portia began glaring at Tybalt and said, "We can't lower our cover yet, stupid. We still have things that need to be done."
Billy nodded and said, "Indeed. Let's just go check out the zoo offices. Let's try to kill some time while we wait for those lemurs to tire out. Maybe some snooping wil do."
Tybalt and Portia nodded and the wolves and lemur turned on their heels and walked to the main zoo building.
(Zoo office)
The three animals carefully worked open the door to the main zoo building and they crept inside.
"So where are we going?" Portia asked.
"Just look around. Let's go into one of the offices," Billy said.
"Which one?" asked Tybalt.
Billy looked down at the end of the hall and said, "That one down there."
The three animals walked to the end of the hall and they opened the office door. They stepped into the office and started looking around. Just by looking at some of the pictures, Billy could tell that it was the office of the woman named Alice.
"We're in the zoo keepers office," Billy said.
"How can you tell?" Portia asked.
"The pictures on the desk," Billy answered.
Billy even walked over to the desk and opened the bottom drawer. Inside was a bottle Kentucky Bourbon.
"Oh merciful heaven. What have we here?" Billy said and then he began running his paw over the bottles lable.
He got a look at the bottle and said, "Oh my. My beloved alcohol. If I didn't have to keep up a cover, I would have you right now. But alas it must wait until we take this place down."
"Who are you talking to in there?" Portia asked from outside from outside the drawer.
Billy snapped out of his daydream and said, "Oh no one. Just imagining something."
Billy quickly climbed out of the drawer and worked the second one open. Nothing but pencils and papers in that drawer. So Billy climbed out of the drawer and opened the top one. What he found in the top drawer amazed him.
"Oh. What have we here?" Billy asked himself.
"What did you find?" asked Portia.
Billy smiled and lifted a .38 snub nosed revolver onto the desk.
"Just a little something from my hayday. Oh and guess what? The bitch who runs this place keeps the ammo in the desk as well," Billy said and then lifted up a box full of bullets.
Billy quickly opened the revolver, insterted a bullet, and then closed the chamber. Before he was done, Billy spun the chamber.
"Uh, Billy? What uh... what are you doing?" asked Tybalt.
Billy smiled and said, "We're just going to play a little game. Russian roulette. One bullet in the chamber. Whoever is killed loses."
Using both paws, Billy pointed the gun at Tybalt and pulled the trigger. The gun only clicked. He then pointed the weapon at Portia and pulled the trigger. Again the gun just clicked. Billy then turned the weapon towards him and pulled the trigger a third time. The gun just clicked again.
Billy then began laughing in glee at him winning the game as well as Portia and Tybalt.
"Um... what was that?" Portia asked.
"Were you trying to kill us?" Tybalt added.
Billy laughed some more and said, "Calm down. If were really going to go off on the two of you, I wouldn't have pulled the trigger. I could see the bullet the whole time. I only wanted to miss with you two."
"But if it was a game and we were all winners, then who is the loser?" Tybalt asked.
They then heard the sound of the door knob rattling and they noticed that someone was standing outside the door. The door then began to open.
Billy smiled and said, "He is."
As soon as the man entered the office, there came a small bang and he fell backwards. Blood began to run down the man's chest. Billy stood on the desk, smiling evily.
Portia looked at the body and said, "Not bad. You got him right in the chest."
Billy smiled and then he dumped the revolver back into the drawer.
"Yeah. Years of being a criminal help with that," Billy said and then jumped from the top of the desk.
They all stared at the dying man for a few moments. Based on their observations, they could tell that the man was hispanic and he was part of the cleaning crew. Billy stared happily, but then realization began to hit him.
"Aw crap! I just killed someone. Our cover may be blown now. What was I thinking? What was I thinking?" Billy asked himself in frustration.
Portia smacked Biily and said, "Calm down! Go to the window and look out. Take a look around and see if anyone is coming."
Billy nodded and went over to the window. He looked out and saw no humans coming their way. No security or anything. Billy then remembered how low the gunshot sounded and came to a realization.
"Must have been a low grain load. It's likely it wasn't heard," Billy said to himself.
Billy smiled evily and said, "There's no one coming."
Portia and Tybalt sighed in relief.
"So what are we going to do with this?" Portia asked and pointed to the dying mans body.
Billy smirked and said, "We'll take him out to the dumpster outside. Garbage day is tomorrow. The sooner he's gone the better."
Portia nodded and she motioned to Tybalt to grab the guys shirt sleeve. Both Tybalt and Portia grabbed the mans shirt sleeves and they began dragging him along. The man was heavy and the route was slow going. They had to take the back door to get to the dumpster behind the zoo building.
It took a little while, but eventually they got outside. Billy climbed to the top of the dumpster and, with some effort, managed to get the lid open. The wolves released the mans sleeves.
Portia looked up at Billy and asked, "So how are we supposed to get him in there?"
Billy scartched his chin and took a moment to think.
"Hmmm... Ah ha! I have an idea," Billy said and then ran back inside.
He returned a minute later, pulling a chair with him. Tybalt trotted over to him and helped him pull the chair over.
"So what's the idea?" Portia asked.
Billy merely smiled.
A moment later, Portia was standing on top of the chair holding the body over the rim of the dumpster with Tybalt pressed against the mans legs. With a bit of effort, they managed to push the body into the dumpster.
Portia sighed and said, "Glad that's done."
Billy nodded and said, "Now we need to clean up the blood off the floor of the office."
Tybalt licked his lips and said, "Already on it. Come on Portia. Free blood for the licking."
He then trotted back into the building with Portia following.
Billy just laughed and said, "That ties up one loose end."
Billy then focused his ear towards the lemur habitat and sighed. At least the music had stopped.
Billy sighed in relief and said, "Ah! Sweet heavenly bliss."
(Penguin HQ. The next morning)
Skipper woke up and his gut was speaking to him again.
"Huh? Something terrible has happened. I know it," Skipper said to himself.
"What are you talking about Skippa?" Private whispered from his bunk.
Skipper looked at the concerned Private and said, "My gut is talking to me again Private. It's telling me that something horrible has happened. And I think the new arrivals might be involved."
Private's eyes widened in fear and asked, "Are you certain Skippa?"
"It's my gut Private. Of course I'm certain," Skipper said.
Skipper looked at the clock that read 1:45 A.M. and then he walked to the periscope. He looked out into the zoo and peered around. For the most part it was empty and there was no sign of life anywhere. Even the lemurs who had been dancing earlier, were now asleep.
Skipper shrugged and was about to give up, when he spotted Portia and Tybalt trotting away from the zoo building and they were licking their lips.
"Hmmm... what are they doing out at this hour? There's nothing going on tonight. Not now at least," Skipper said questioningly.
"What is it Skippa?" Private asked.
Skipper looked at Private and said, "It's those wolves Private. They must be up to something. Also I have the feeling that whatever it is that they and that new lemur are doing, little Danny is involved."
"Dave's nephew? Do you think he is going to be okay?" Private asked.
Skipper wondered the same thing, but his gut wasn't telling him anything else.
Skipper just sighed and said, "I hope so Private. We are just going to have to wait for something else to happen. I just hope it's nothing bad."
Well there is chapter 4 guys.
Billy has already killed and the wolves have gotten a new taste for blood. What will happen next? And what of little Danny?
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