A/N: I recommend opening this one up in youtube. www. youtube watch?v=0zZe7A5F2_s
-RoaML-
"Wait, wait!" Kowalski shouted. He turned to Heather. "Quick, do you have a device that can receive electrical signals from the world wide web?" He said. Heather looked at him.
"Like my cell phone?" She said, taking hers out of her purse.
"Yes, thank you!" He said snatching it from her and running off, leaving the other three standing there confused. Kowalski jogged back.
"That thing is like Rico, it has EVERYTHING." He said, then ran off again. Skipper and Private looked at her purse. Private looked at Heather.
"Do you have a flame thrower in there?" He asked. She stared at him oddly.
"Uh, NO... I do have a lighter and a thing of perfume, though..." She said. Skipper squinted at her suspiciously and grabbed Private's should, bringing him back a couple of steps.
Kowalski arrived up at the stage and began disassembling the phone as he spoke. "Okay seeing as most of the human population is naturally stubborn I don't imagine I can convince you to let Rico go." Kowalski said.
"No," Tina said, "You can't, and I don't appreciate being called stubborn. Look I know he just got his voice back, but think of it this way, He's getting himself used to it." She said. "Besides, I'm letting him pick his own song. How bad can it be?" She said grinning. Kowalski nodded, the phone completely disabled and reassembled into something unrecognizable.
"Rico." He said. Rico leaned down obediently, and Kowalski attached the device to Rico's back. "There," He said, then whispered. "You can't read, remember? I've linked this device to an online dictionary. It will allow you to read the words but, the singing is all you. As you read, the device, which is now in sync with your brain functions, should pick up on the phonics. You'll know how to read in no time. Until then, good luck..." He said
Rico swallowed nervously as Kowalski left, and Tina stood at the end of the stairs. He walked over to the machine and began scrolling through songs.
No.
No.
No.
N- Hey... what was that?
Rico looked over the lyrics, his eyes widening as he read them, a maniacal grin spread over his face as he listened to the track sample.
It was like it was MADE for him. He selected the song, and took his place center stage. It was unlike him to feel so nervous. The music had started and he stood there, waiting for the lyrics to come on screen. All too soon, the first words popped up, and he opened his mouth to begin.
Ich brauche Zeit, kein Heroin
(I need time, not heroin)
kein Alkohol, kein Nikotin
(nor alchohal, nor nicotine)
Brauch keine Hilfe, kein Koffein
(I don't need hel, nor caffien)
doch Dynamit und Terpentin
(just dynamite and turpuntine)
Ich brauche Öl für Gasolin
(I need oil, for gasoline)
explosiv wie Kerosin
(explosives like kerosine)
mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
(with lots of octane and free of lead)
einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin
(a fuel like petrol)
The moment he started, those words melted away his troubles. Oh explosives. How he loved them.
Meanwhile, Skipper, Kowalski, and Private were standing stock still in the crowd, unable to move due to shock. After a moment Kowalski spoke.
"It does make sense Skipper. Penguins are, at birth, talented singers... It's all got to do with nature." He said. Skipper looked up at him.
"Nature? THIS" Skipper said pointing to himself frantically in reference to their current situation, "THIS is not natural, because of THIS, you can just go take NATURE turn it sideways and-"
"Blafjglestflehem!" Kowalski cleared his throat and nudged his head towards Private, who was staring at them.
Brauch keinen Freund, kein Kokain
(I don't need a friend, nor cocain)
Brauch weder Arzt noch Medizin
(I need neither a doctor nor medicine)
Brauch keine Frau, nur Vaselin
(I don't need a woman, just Vaseline)
etwas Nitroglyzerin
(Some nitroglycerine)
Ich brauche Öl für Gasolin
(I need oil, for gasoline)
explosiv wie Kerosin
(explosives like kerosine)
mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
(with lots of octane and free of lead)
einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin
(a fuel like petrol)
Gib mir Benzin
(give me petrol)
"Wow," Heather said, "Who would have thought he'd be the singing type." Kowalski, Private, and Skipper looked at each other. Heather turned to the other three.
"What about you guys? Do you sing?" The other three stiffened.
"No, no we don't sing, we don't sing, we can't sing, we don't like to sing, don't make us sing." Kowalski said nervously, eyes wide. Heather laughed.
"Hey, you don't want to sing, I won't make you..." she said grinning.
"But your friend up there seems to be having fun."
Es fließt durch meine Venen
(It flows through my veins)
Es schläft in meinen Tränen
(it sleeps in my tears)
Es läuft mir aus den Ohren
(It leaks from my ears)
Herz und Nieren sind Motoren
(Heart and kidneys are motors)
Rico loved this. It was practically a tribute to his greatest passion in life. He was grinning ear to ear, a crazed look in his eyes.
Benzin
(Petrol)
He gave a maniacal laugh, knuckles white from gripping the mic. Oh how he'd need to let off this energy within the next few minutes.
Willst du dich von etwas trennen
(If you want to part with something)
dann musst du es verbrennen
(Then you have to incinerate it)
Willst du es nie wieder sehen
(If you never want to see it again)
lass es schwimmen in Benzin
(let it swim in petrol)
Ich brauch Benzin
(I need petrol)
Gib mir Benzin
(give me petrol)
Rico stepped down from the stage, despite the crowd cheering for an encore, and made his way over to where the others waited, Tina following closely behind. He stepped up by the other three and laughed nervously at their expression, while Tina came up behind him and threw her arm around his shoulder.
"YOU, my friend, can SING." she said grinning widely. Rico gave another nervous chuckle at her close proximity. Of course, it was then when things took a bit of a turn.
"Hey!" They all turned when they heard a loud voice shout at them. "What the hell are you doing with my girlfriend!" Rico had just enough time to utter a simple 'hu?' before the man took a swing, connecting sharply with Rico's jaw.