A.N.— Okay, and here is chapter 5! Enjoy! :D

Chapter 5: Hanging Out

The next morning Pedro leaves his hotel and goes to the airport. From there, he hops aboard a plane and flies back to Peru. When he gets to Peru, he slides off the plane and into the Lima base. He nods a greeting to different penguins he passes on his way towards the locker room.

"Pedro! What are you doing back so soon?" Calls a voice from behind him. Pedro stops and turns with a smile.

"Ah, hola there, Bobby! I made the muy stupido mistake of leaving mi computadora at mi casa...And it's kind of difícil to track a criminal without the software, you know?" Pedro says with a small laugh.

Bob also gives a small laugh. "I see...Well, since you're here, maybe we can hang a bit before you go back to...Spain, wasn't it?"

Pedro nods. "Sí, Spain...And sure, we can do that." He smiles and then slides off to the locker room for his house keys, which he had also left there. He turns the combination code on the locker, but it doesn't open. "What the kipper?!" He mutters and tries it again.

Bob waddles up to him and gives him a very strange look. "Uh, Pedro? You okay there?" He asks.

Pedro glances at him. "Yep, I'm fine." He replies and tries the combination for a third time.

"Then would you like to tell me why you're trying to open my locker?" Bob says and he continues to give Pedro a strange and slightly concerned look.

"Wha—oh..." Pedro says and then gives a bit of an embarrassed laugh. "Right..." He then waddles to his actual locker and opens it and gets out his keys.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Bob asks.

Pedro nods. "I couldn't be better, I assure you." He gives Bob a large smile.

Bob looks at him. "O–kay then...So, are we going to get your computer first or hang out?" He asks.

"Hang out first." Pedro says. "I don't want to risk someone spilling something on mi computadora." Bob nods, understandingly. The two penguins then waddle over to a pub and sit at the bar.

"Sooo...How's the mission going?" Bob asks after they have both ordered and received their drinks. He takes a sip of his.

Pedro looks at him and takes a sip of his own drink. "Pretty good..." He says with a large smile. Pedro has started thinking of Adriana again.

Bob nods. "That's good...That's good..." He says. "Anything especially interesting that's happened?"

"Define 'interesting'." Pedro looks at him and takes a rather large sip.

Bob looks at him a bit curiously. "Like any fighting?"

Pedro shakes his head. "There hasn't been any fighting..." He says.

Bob nods. "How about girls, eh?" He looks at Pedro as Pedro almost chokes on a sip of his drink.

Pedro looks at Bob. "Umm...Sí..." He says.

Bib raises a nonexistent eyebrow at Pedro's reaction. "I thought so...So, what's her name?" Bob asks curiously.

"Adriana." Pedro says with a small smile.

"Does she have a last name?"

Pedro shrugs. "No sé*...She didn't say and I forgot to ask..."

Bob nods. "Alright...And what's she like?" He takes a drink from his cup and looks at Pedro.

"Well...She's hot...very, very hot...and sassy." Pedro says and gets a bit of a dreamy look on his face as he thinks about Adriana. "And the way she unnecessarily rolls the r in my name makes her sound like she's purring like una gata*."

Bob gives a small chuckle at Pedro. "This girl's got you hard, hasn't she?" He asks with a laugh as he takes another sip.

Pedro nods. "Sí...The only thing is...She's playing extremely hard to get..." He says with a small sigh.

Bob laughs. "Aren't all the good ones like that?"

"Maybe...But she's not good...No, no, she's very, very bad." Pedro says looking at Bob with a grin.

Bob looks at him. "Define 'bad'." He says a bit suspiciously.

"Umm..." Pedro thinks for a moment. "Like...Uh...Never mind..." He says shaking his head.

Bob looks at him. "No, no I'm not going to never mind." He says. "Explain to me in what context you were using bad. You have not done anything regrettable with her have you?"

"What?! No! No, I have not." Pedro says giving Bob a very weird look. "As I said, she's playing hard to get, and so, even if I wanted to do something like that, I can't."

"Good." Bob gives a silent sigh of relief.

Pedro continues to look weirdly at Bob. "And how's that good?" He asks. "I mean–Agh, never mind." He finishes his drink.

Bob looks at him. "Are you sure you're okay, Pedro?" He asks.

"I'm fine, Bob, and I haven't done anything rash." Pedro says and then glances at the clock. "...And I probably should be going if I'm going to get mi computadora and get back to Spain before tomorrow night..." He says.

Bob nods. "Okay." He says and pays for both of their drinks. He and Pedro then leave the pub and go different ways. Pedro slides to his house and gets his computer off of a desk in his study. He looks around and makes sure that he doesn't have anything else there that he needs to make sure to bring. He doesn't see anything else and so heads to the airport.

* No sé — I don't know

* una gata — a (female) cat