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AT walked into the studio, feeling some kind of danger. Skipper was there, sitting well behaved on a chair, but watching her. The others too, even though they tried not to make it obvious. AT stopped a few feet away from them. "What´s going to happen if I walk any further?" She asked suspiciously. "Nothing." Skipper smiled at her sweetly. AT got freaked out and stepped backwards. Something was clearly wrong, especially the fact that Skipper was smiling at her. She suddenly had an idea. "Mort! Could you come over here?" Mort dropped a toothbrush and skipped towards her. It was the full show with lasers and guns, and what-so-ever the guys thought of. AT walked slowly forward, making sure that nothing else could hit her. Skipper slumped in his chair. "Great!" "I heard you got in trouble with doing that to my sister." AT said calmly, giving Kowalski a look. The penguin reddened, dropping his gaze. "Back to the rehearsal! Marlene and Kowalski." AT said, taking out the clipboard again. "I´ll deal with you later." She hissed at the leader.
"We never made it past the first round of the Scholastic Decathlon. You could be our answered prayer." Kowalski told Marlene as they walked over the stage to the ´entrance´ of the school. "I´m going to focus on my studies this semester. And help my mom get the new house organized. Maybe next year." The two girls headed up the stairs where the cheerleaders where practicing. "But, what do you know about Troy Bolton?" Gabriella asked curiously. "Troy?" Kowalski gave her a raised brow. "I wouldn´t consider myself an expert in that practically sub-species. However, unless you speak cheerleader as in," Taylor got into between the cheering leaders. "Oh my gosh! Isn´t Troy like, the hottie super-bum?" Immediately the cheerleaders started swooning. "Oh he´s so beautiful!" Becky sighed. Kowalski chuckled once they moved away. "See what I mean?" Marlene laughed too. "I guess I don´t know how to speak cheerleader." "Which is why we exist in an alternate universe to Troy, the basketball boy." The penguin was just about to head in, when Marlene asked, "Have you tried to get to know him?" Kowalski gave her a cute smile. "Watch how it works out in the cafeteria tomorrow when you have lunch with us. Unless, you´d rather sit with the cheerleaders and discuss the importance of firm nail buds." Taylor scoffed. "My nail buds are history." Marlene chuckled, putting up her paws. Kowalski looked at his flippers. "Sister!" They walked away giggling. "Scene change! Somebody set up the Bolton´s backyard." AT called out. "Marlene, cheerleaders, awesome job. And you too Kowalski, I didn´t know you could act like that." Kowalski smiled slightly, but something seemed to bother him. No one noticed though.
"Skipper, you better be good at this scene." AT told him as the penguin walked up to the stage. The penguin didn´t respond.
Coach Bolton and Troy were in their backyard, practicing. "I still don´t understand this whole detention thing." Maurice said as he caught the ball. Skipper bent over, resting his wings on his knee area. "It was my fault. Sorry Dad." He said. "Cross-court." Maurice responded and Skipper moved to the side. Mr. Bolton passed him the ball and Skipper shot a basket. "Darbus will take any opportunity to bust my chops. That includes yours too, son." Skipper nodded, panting. "Hey Dad? Did you want to try something new but were afraid of what your friends might think?" "You mean like going left? You´re doing fine." He gave Skipper the ball and tried to block the shoot that never came. The penguin stopped. "No, I mean like something totally new, and it´s a total disaster and all your friends laugh at you." "Well, then maybe they´re not really your friends." Skipper let that sink in. "And that was my whole point about team today." Coach continued. "You guys gotta look out for each other. You´re the leader." "Dad, I´m not talking-" But Troy was cut off by his father.
"Just somethingy for you." Julian said, giving Roger a wax candle, that was half burnt. He pranced over to his desk. Antonio willingly followed him, sitting down behind his sister. Skipper came in too, smiling at Marlene as she sat down. "Well, I expect we all learned our homeroom manners yesterday, people. Correct?" Roger walked over to Skipper to get his attention. The penguin sat down at his seat. He couldn´t resist though flashing a grin toward Marlene. She smiled back, laughing slightly. "And now a few announcements. This morning during free period will be your chance for the musicale auditions, both single and pairs. I´ll be in the theatre until noon for those bold enough to expand your wingspan of creative spirit." Roger dramatically threw out his arms and knocked one of the lights to the floor. "Ignore it." AT said. "Wat tim iz she due bak at da mot´er sip?(What time is she due back on the mother ship)" Rico joked, distracting Skipper from the rant. He chuckled. "Today we´ll be discussing the importance of Shakespeare." Private looked at Skipper who kept on a straight face. "Okay, again, very well, but I want you to show a lot more feeling in your acts. Especially next one." Bada and Bing helped to carry the desk away. Marlene caught up with Skipper, who was dragging a chair. "Hey!" Skipper dropped it. "Uh, hi Marlene." He gripped the rim of the chair a little tighter. "Need help with that?" The otter asked. "Huh, oh no. I´ve got it." Skipper was thankful for the feathers covering his pink face. "Okay. See ya at the rehearsals!" Marlene saluted him with a grin before walking off.
Skipper smiled after her but as soon as she was gone, he began banging his head on the wall like his lieutenant does. "What-is-wrong-with-me!" "Skipper?" The penguin quickly turned. "Marlene! I thought you left." "I…forgot my sheet…are you sure you´re alright?" "Yes, yes I´m just great!" Skipper forced a grin. The other raised an eyebrow before nodding slowly.
A\N: I was going to make it longer, the chapter, but then I wouldn´t have updated in loooooong time. Q:] So y´know your job: R&R!