March 04, 2014
“Hey, guys,” Marlene started as she entered the پینگوئن, پیںگان HQ, looking around. “Where’s Kowalski?”
“In his lab,” Skipper answered. “What brings آپ here?”
Marlene held up an abacus. “I believe I found Kowalski’s abacus. I thought he’d want it back,” she said.
“Oh, finally! He’s been going crazy looking for that thing!” Skipper said. “Like I said, he’s in his lab.”
“He won’t mind me walking in on him?” Marlene inquired with surprise.
“Nah, he’s just working on the car,” Skipper assured her. “You’ll be fine.”
With a nod, Marlene crossed over to his lab and pushed through the door, letting it سوئنگ, جھول shut behind her.
“Hey, Kowalski,” she said, approaching him. He was laying back on a creeper under the car, reaching for a سکریو ڈرایور, ڈرایور on the ground near him.
Kowalski pulled himself from under the car upon hearing Marlene’s voice and sat up. “Hello, Marlene. Oh! آپ found my abacus! Where was it?” he asked, noticing it in her paw and taking it from her.
“I found it in some of the brush in my habitat. I’m not even going to ask how it got there,” she told him with a suspicious stare.
“Oh, well, thank آپ for returning it. I thought I’d lost it forever!” Kowalski کہا laying it down on the کی ٹوکری, رکن کی نمائندہ nearby that contained various tools.
“You’re welcome. Oh, you’ve got some oil right here,” Marlene said, picking up a cloth and wiping the feathers on his cheek. Although, in doing this, she inadvertently pushed him backward on the creeper. Without thinking, Kowalski grabbed Marlene’s paw to stop himself and accidentally pulled her on سب, سب سے اوپر of him.
“Oh! I’m sorry, Marlene I didn’t mean to —”
“Hey, Kowalski, have آپ seen the —”
Skipper stopped in the doorway with his beak hanging open in disbelief. “What in the name of Green Giant’s veggies is going on here?!” he said, crossing over to them.
Marlene pushed herself up and shook her head. “Skipper, it isn’t what it looks like! I tripped!” she explained.
“Tripped?! On what?” Skipper asked, gesturing to the trip-hazard-free floor in her area.
Marlene scratched her neck. “Well, not really a trip, Kowalski accidentally pulled me down —”
“So, now Kowalski pulled آپ down?” Skipper asked, narrowing his eyes and putting his flippers on his hips.
“Not intentionally! Will آپ listen to me?!” Marlene protested.
“Oh, for Einstein’s sake!” Kowalski said, getting to his feet. “She was just wiping some oil off my face and accidentally pushed me back on my creeper. I grabbed her arm without thinking to stop myself and she lost her balance. All right!”
Skipper relaxed a little bit and glanced between them. “Really?” he inquired.
“Yeah,” Marlene کہا impatiently. “Why are آپ making such a big deal out of it, anyway?”
Skipper shifted his weight awkwardly. “Because. I need my unit focused. A relationship would distort that,” he answered.
“What about Rico and Ms. Perky?” Marlene pointed out.
“You want to tell him to give her up?” Skipper asked, gesturing to the door.
Marlene held her paws up in surrender. “All right, آپ got me.”
“What about Ms. Kitka?” Kowalski added.
“Wait, who’s Ms. Kitka?” Marlene asked.
Skipper opened his beak to respond, but Kowalski cut him off.
“Skipper’s old fling last year. I’m surprised آپ didn’t hear about her,” Kowalski answered.
Skipper broke in. “Well, Ms. Kitka proves my point in a lack of focus. End of discussion —”
“Wait, I want to know مزید about this. How come no one ever told me?” Marlene asked.
“It doesn’t matter! Don’t worry about it!” Skipper insisted.
Marlene held up a finger. “But —”
“No buts! Allow me to دکھائیں آپ out,” Skipper said, placing a flipper on her shoulder and pulling her to the door.
Marlene resisted. “Skipper, come on —!”
“Thanks for stopping by,” he کہا as he lead her topside.
Once they were through the hatch, Marlene broke away and turned to him.
“All right, Skipper. What is the deal? First, آپ blow up when آپ misread a perfectly explainable situation, and now you’re freaking out when I find out آپ had a ‘fling’? I mean, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say آپ were —” She broke off and crossed her arms, eyeing him curiously.
“I’m what?” Skipper asked impatiently.
Marlene shrugged a shoulder and turned away slightly. “Jealous,” she answered.
Skipper scoffed. “Jealous?” he repeated with an incredulous laugh. “And what could possibly give آپ that idea?”
“Gee, let me think. Blowing up at the thought of me and Kowalski in a relationship?” Marlene pointed out.
“I don’t know if I’d call it ‘blowing up’ . . .” Skipper کہا unconvincingly.
“I would,” Marlene replied with a smirk.
Skipper narrowed his eyes. “I think we’re done here,” he said, starting down the hatch.
“That’s what آپ think!” Marlene called after just as the hatch closed. With a chuckle, she returned to her habitat.