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(Skipper's Pov)

Well after I almost had a heart attack, I began to walk away from the stairs, gripping my suitcase so hard, my knuckles turned white. We walked down the hall Private talked about and began to look around to try to find our rooms. The hall actually looked like a hall from a college dorm room building.

Not like we've been to college before, but we have broken into enough of them to know their setups.

I open the second door in the hall to find a near empty room, only containing a bed, digital clock, dresser, a telephone, a few windows with curtains draped over them and a mirror. I walked in and put my suitcase on the bed. "Well this is my room", I whisper to myself as I look around. I decide to leave the room to go find Kowalski and Rico and see what they were up to. Looking at the doors in the hall, I found that they too had settled into their rooms as another two doors were open.

Then something caught my eye, a small rainbow sticker on a door at the end of the hall, Private's room. No doubt. Walking over to his room, I got a better view of the "sticker", it was actually a bowtie and rainbow sticker stuck together right under a star sticker. Leave it to Private to decorate his door with colorful stickers. Rolling my eyes at the thought, I began to turn the knob on the door, to find all the curtains pulled making the room dark, how peculiar. I flip the light switch in the room to find the walls of the room, filled with picture frames of Private as a younger boy. There was a large stuffed, pink unicorn with blue hair on the bed, a large wooden desk with multiple taper trays filled with… Paperwork?

I walked in to take a closer look at everything. There were maps on the wall, pinned up with sting and thumbtacks going across them, and a bookshelf filled with many colorful books. Pulling a book out of the shelf, I was filled with sudden shock looking at the title of the book, Hacking: the art of exploitation. Note to self: Watch out for Private. "Kowalskiii? Riicooo?", I ask hesitantly ask I put the book back on the shelf, but a photo falls out of the book, gliding under the bed.

I crouch down to pull out the picture just as both my soldiers come into the room. Kowalski and Rico began to look around with Rico immediately walking in and looking around. "Sir?", I heard Kowalski say as I began to reach under the bed.

"Kowalski, analysis!", I say strained as I try to reach the photograph, but my hand bumps into something. I grab hold of whatever I touched. Pulling the thing out I realize it's a box, a quite old looking wooden box, beautifully carved I might add. Under the box, I see the picture being dragged out by the box, taking hold of it I look at every detail of the photo. It seems like a younger Private, in a playful headlock with another boy, who had a stripe of white hair on his head. They were both smiling and had little icons on the side of the photo.

Rico and Kowalski sat next to me on the floor and looked at the photo together, throwing side uneasy glances to one another. "Well it seems like everything in Private's room was from... before he met us.", Kowalski says as he takes hold of the Picture to also inspect it.

Just as he says that a sharp pang of pain hits my chest and seems to spread making me feel a bit heavy. I mean, I knew Private had a life before he met us, but I always liked to think we were the only important people in his life. With that heavy thought and rising guilt from my possessiveness, I turn my attention back to the box.

(No one's POV)

Skipper took the box into his lap and opened it slowly as if scared that something was hiding inside it. After it was finally opened, they began to look through a collection of picture, most of them with a little private hanging out with people who weren't them. Each penguin felt sparks of jealousy and possessiveness as they looked through each photo, becoming a bit aggravated that they weren't in these prized pictures.

There were was also a little unicorn necklace on the inside of the box, it wasn't a lunacorn from what they could tell. It had no brand at all, weird. Suddenly they heard footsteps on the staircase, giving them a sudden thrill of adrenaline and anxiety as they quickly put everything in their place and rushing out of the room. As they quickly exited the room they were met with soaking wet Private wearing nothing but a towel around his body and carrying a suitcase.

As he walked past them, they could hear him muttering something about, "maybe having taken the umbrella would have been a better idea…" Suddenly Private turns to address them, "There's some tea downstairs in the kitchen if any of you want any. I'm gonna go take a bath." Private then disappears into his room. He looks around as he sets down his suitcase and walks over to his dresser pulling out some casual clothing and a pair of shoes to change into, after his relaxation bath.

Knowing that a party was approaching soon wasn't helping him relax either, at this point his whole body was shaking from the rain and anxiety he felt. Stepping out of his room and closing it he made his way to the bathroom next to Skipper's room. Entering the bathroom, he flinched from the cold of the floor tiles on his bare feet. Setting his clothes on the sink counter and opening the medicine cabinet, he pulled out a few peppermint scented candles and his personal bath bomb he had gotten from a "friend".

Turning on the faucet on the bath he began to set up his bath. Once the bath was filled warm water, Private dropped a bath bomb, lit the peppermint candles and stepped into the water, sinking into the bathtub. Trying to relax and clear his mind from the racing thoughts of worry in his head.

A/N- Hi everyone, I hope you are enjoying this story. Please rate and review I would love to hear your thoughts on this. Stay tuned for the next chapter, I'll see you then! Bye...