Okay, I decided to take a break from my other fanfiction to write this. It's a Kico story, so if آپ don't like Kico, please don't waste your time commenting on it.
I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the جوابات to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello, Rico," I said. "What is it?"
"Watcha doin'?"
I shrugged. "Trying to get my invention to work."
Rico came over and took my invention from my grasp. His flippers brushed against mine as he did. I felt a shiver run up my back, and my heartbeat speed up.
For some reason this happens when Rico touches me, یا even smiles at me. I don't know why. It scares me sometimes, how Rico makes me feel.
At the same time, I sort of like it.
Rico studied the invention carefully, then looked up at me.
"Big kaboom," he said.
I sighed. "No, Rico, you're not blowing up my invention. I might be able to get it work. یا at least model a different invention on it."
Rico nodded. "Nice day," he said.
"I'm working, Rico."
"Okay. Play cards?" Rico asked.
I sighed again. "Rico, can I just work?"
Rico shook his head, slid his flippers around my waist, and threw me over his shoulder. "Nice day," he repeated.
I felt the shivers again, feeling Rico's warm flippers on my back. My stomach had a nervous, fluttery feeling inside.
Rico carried me out of the HQ and set me down on the hot concrete. It burned my feet. I sat down and dangled my feet into the water. Rico did the same.
"Rico, can I talk to آپ about something?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Well...whenever آپ touch me, یا look at me, I feel...sort of tingly. In a good way. And...I want آپ to touch me more. But I don't know why I feel that way."
Rico looked at me curiously. "Really?"
I nodded. "Do آپ know why I feel like that?"
Rico wrapped his flippers around me and pulled me closer to him. "Feel tingly?" he asked.
I nodded nervously.
He nuzzled my neck gently. I heard myself gasp.
He grinned and rubbed his beak on my torso. I pulled away.
"What are آپ doing?" I asked.
Rico rubbed up against me. "Love 'Walski," he said.
I was shocked. Rico loved me? As مزید than a brother?
"Love me?" Rico asked.
I started thinking. Did I love Rico? Really love him? The way I loved Doris?
I opened my mouth, hoping the answer would supply itself, when Skipper walked over to us.
"We have a situation at Marlene's," he said. "I'm gonna need your help with it."
Me and Rico got to our feet and followed Skipper to Marlene's habitat.
I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the جوابات to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello, Rico," I said. "What is it?"
"Watcha doin'?"
I shrugged. "Trying to get my invention to work."
Rico came over and took my invention from my grasp. His flippers brushed against mine as he did. I felt a shiver run up my back, and my heartbeat speed up.
For some reason this happens when Rico touches me, یا even smiles at me. I don't know why. It scares me sometimes, how Rico makes me feel.
At the same time, I sort of like it.
Rico studied the invention carefully, then looked up at me.
"Big kaboom," he said.
I sighed. "No, Rico, you're not blowing up my invention. I might be able to get it work. یا at least model a different invention on it."
Rico nodded. "Nice day," he said.
"I'm working, Rico."
"Okay. Play cards?" Rico asked.
I sighed again. "Rico, can I just work?"
Rico shook his head, slid his flippers around my waist, and threw me over his shoulder. "Nice day," he repeated.
I felt the shivers again, feeling Rico's warm flippers on my back. My stomach had a nervous, fluttery feeling inside.
Rico carried me out of the HQ and set me down on the hot concrete. It burned my feet. I sat down and dangled my feet into the water. Rico did the same.
"Rico, can I talk to آپ about something?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Well...whenever آپ touch me, یا look at me, I feel...sort of tingly. In a good way. And...I want آپ to touch me more. But I don't know why I feel that way."
Rico looked at me curiously. "Really?"
I nodded. "Do آپ know why I feel like that?"
Rico wrapped his flippers around me and pulled me closer to him. "Feel tingly?" he asked.
I nodded nervously.
He nuzzled my neck gently. I heard myself gasp.
He grinned and rubbed his beak on my torso. I pulled away.
"What are آپ doing?" I asked.
Rico rubbed up against me. "Love 'Walski," he said.
I was shocked. Rico loved me? As مزید than a brother?
"Love me?" Rico asked.
I started thinking. Did I love Rico? Really love him? The way I loved Doris?
I opened my mouth, hoping the answer would supply itself, when Skipper walked over to us.
"We have a situation at Marlene's," he said. "I'm gonna need your help with it."
Me and Rico got to our feet and followed Skipper to Marlene's habitat.
ارے have آپ noticed the big piece of stone in central park? the one where crazy Marlene took Julian? the place where
the lost treasure of the golden squril had something to do with it? have آپ ever wondered what it was?
well that, is an obelisk.
ancient Egyptians built it thousands of years ago, and it still survives today. they crated 3, and one, known as cleopatras needle, is located in london, another in paris, and one in new york, central park.
it is covered in hieroglyphics, carved سے طرف کی the most skilled scribes. artisans(crafts people) chipped it piece سے طرف کی piece it to perfection, and they stand almost 68 feet high. theese are magnificent monuments, and i was suprized to see one in the penguins of Madagascar.
well i hope آپ enjoyed your hisory lesson! :3
the lost treasure of the golden squril had something to do with it? have آپ ever wondered what it was?
well that, is an obelisk.
ancient Egyptians built it thousands of years ago, and it still survives today. they crated 3, and one, known as cleopatras needle, is located in london, another in paris, and one in new york, central park.
it is covered in hieroglyphics, carved سے طرف کی the most skilled scribes. artisans(crafts people) chipped it piece سے طرف کی piece it to perfection, and they stand almost 68 feet high. theese are magnificent monuments, and i was suprized to see one in the penguins of Madagascar.
well i hope آپ enjoyed your hisory lesson! :3
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