Chapter Six.
Skipper paced back and forth in his jail cell, oh how did he end up in Denmark of all places? The mission had started well enough, after holding back tears saying goodbye to private. Skipper had got on a flight from JFK to Lima in Peru. The flight took roughly eight hours. Upon landing, the penguin sought out a place to stay. Skipper soon stumbled across a home for retired bears; the residents were kind enough to let him stay, though he never revealed the real reason for his sudden appearance. When not recon, skipper would do kind things like collecting the mail; a nice old bear named Lucy received many postcards from London England, she said they were from her Sobrino, Skipper knew that "Sobrino" meant nephew in Spanish. Then, four days into the mission, skipper was walking through the dense jungle with the feeling someone was watching him. That was the last thing the penguin remembered before finding himself, without his kitbag, on the statue of the little mermaid in Copenhagen with a splitting headache.
"Someone must have knocked me out and brought me to Denmark," skipper mused while pacing, "but who?" he racked his brain.
Suddenly a guard opened the door. "You`re in luck," he said, "somebody paid your bail"
"Even if it is those Afro circus hippies, I will be glad to get outta here," the penguin thought as the guards led him down the halls. Yet two chimpanzees dressed like "the king of Versailles" didn't greet skipper, but a human skipper instantaneously recognized, "Derek!" the penguin squawked. In his mind, the commando heard Kowalski's voice, "Dave," Imaginary-Kowalski corrected.
"Dave!" skipper squawked again.
Dave took skipper back to his secret base in a pet carrier, "oh great out of the frying pan and into the fire!" the penguin exclaimed. Skipper was surprised to hear a very familiar voice ask, "well, did you get the pen-goo-in or not?"
"Yes, he`s over there in the pet carrier," Dave replied, removing his human guise and revealing his true octopus form. The other voice let out an evil laugh; it was a chuckle that skipper would know anywhere, the other voice belonged to his other arch-nemesis, Dr Blowhole. That dolphin was pure evil, with skin that`s surprisingly pleasant to the touch. Blowhole went over to the pet carrier and looked at skipper through the wire door, the penguin commando glared back.
"My apologies for the slight detour in bringing you to the lair skipper," blowhole commented, "knocking you out and having you left in a Danish jail cell for a few days was the only to capture you without you fighting back," the evil mammal explained.
"Now that you're here," Dave cut in, "we`d like to introduce you to a friend of ours," he prompted. The dolphin and octopus stepped aside and a large shadow cast itself over the door of the cage and a threating cackle echoed through out.
"Please tell me this is all just some horrible nightmare" skipper pleaded.
"Oh no little penguin," said a slick voice, "the nightmares are just beginning…"
A/N, yes this one is short, but the tension is really building,
for those of you who guessed, skipper was at the home for retired bears in lima, i couldn't help it, i love love love Paddington bear.
i own nothing.
penguins of Madagascar (c) dreamworks
rise of the guardians/ guardians of childhood (c) dreamworks/ William Joyce.
paddington bear (c) Michael bond