“Reflecting On Doubts”
December 29, 2013
“Hidy-ho, Marlene! Sound off,” Skipper called as he entered Marlene’s cave.
“Right here, Skipper,” Marlene called back.
Skipper found Marlene standing in front of her mirror with an uneasy look in her eye, smoothing back her فر, سمور and tracing over her cheekbones with her fingers.
“You’ve been cooped up in here all day. Is everything all right, Marlene?” Skipper asked, coming up behind her. Marlene kept her eyes on her complexion.
“Skipper, am I —” Marlene dropped her arms to her sides and took a breath. “Am I old?”
Skipper cracked a small smile. “Beg your pardon?”
“Am I old?” Marlene repeated, crossing her arms and looking down.
Skipper playfully rolled his eyes. “Well, no. You’re only —”
“Well, I feel old. And yesterday’s ‘date’ with Fred confirms that,” Marlene interrupted.
“Say what, now?” Skipper chuckled.
“I haven’t been on a real تاریخ in a long time. And when I do, I actually try to convince myself that someone like Fred is the guy for me. Maybe آپ guys are right. Maybe I am getting lonely. Now I just feel like life is passing me سے طرف کی and I’m just going to die old and alone,” Marlene explained.
Skipper’s expression fell and he eyed her sympathetically. “Marlene, I can guarantee آپ that’s never going to happen. And life isn’t passing آپ by,” he assured her.
Marlene laughed. “Ha, you’re right. It’s trying to run me over,” she replied sluggishly.
Skipper sighed and braced his flippers on her shoulders and looked at her reflection. “Marlene, when I look into that mirror, آپ know what I see?” he asked.
Marlene half-heartedly glanced up. “Nothing much worth looking at, if you’re referring to me,” she answered. Skipper’s expression hardened. Keeping one flipper braced on her shoulder, he wrapped the other around to her chin and brought her head up so her eyes would lock with her reflection’s.
“I see a strong, kind, independent woman with a good head on her shoulders. Any man would be lucky to have someone like you, but none nearly as worthy. And I’m not going to stand سے طرف کی and watch آپ feel bad about yourself because you’re the best thing that ever happened to —” Skipper stopped short and breathed deeply. “You’d be the best thing to ever happen to the man that wins your heart,” he کہا firmly.
Marlene tried to hide her moist eyes. “But what man would ever want me?”
Skipper thought for a moment. “Any man who can see what I see,” he told her.
Marlene couldn’t stop a tear from creeping from the corner of her eye and rolling down her cheek. “You really mean that?”
Skipper smiled and wiped her tear away with his flipper. “I do.”
Marlene turned away from the mirror and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Thank you, Skipper. آپ have no idea how much that means to me,” she کہا against his chest.
Skipper wrapped his flippers around her waist. “No problem, Marlene.”
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Note: This takes place following Otter Things Have Happened.
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December 29, 2013
“Hidy-ho, Marlene! Sound off,” Skipper called as he entered Marlene’s cave.
“Right here, Skipper,” Marlene called back.
Skipper found Marlene standing in front of her mirror with an uneasy look in her eye, smoothing back her فر, سمور and tracing over her cheekbones with her fingers.
“You’ve been cooped up in here all day. Is everything all right, Marlene?” Skipper asked, coming up behind her. Marlene kept her eyes on her complexion.
“Skipper, am I —” Marlene dropped her arms to her sides and took a breath. “Am I old?”
Skipper cracked a small smile. “Beg your pardon?”
“Am I old?” Marlene repeated, crossing her arms and looking down.
Skipper playfully rolled his eyes. “Well, no. You’re only —”
“Well, I feel old. And yesterday’s ‘date’ with Fred confirms that,” Marlene interrupted.
“Say what, now?” Skipper chuckled.
“I haven’t been on a real تاریخ in a long time. And when I do, I actually try to convince myself that someone like Fred is the guy for me. Maybe آپ guys are right. Maybe I am getting lonely. Now I just feel like life is passing me سے طرف کی and I’m just going to die old and alone,” Marlene explained.
Skipper’s expression fell and he eyed her sympathetically. “Marlene, I can guarantee آپ that’s never going to happen. And life isn’t passing آپ by,” he assured her.
Marlene laughed. “Ha, you’re right. It’s trying to run me over,” she replied sluggishly.
Skipper sighed and braced his flippers on her shoulders and looked at her reflection. “Marlene, when I look into that mirror, آپ know what I see?” he asked.
Marlene half-heartedly glanced up. “Nothing much worth looking at, if you’re referring to me,” she answered. Skipper’s expression hardened. Keeping one flipper braced on her shoulder, he wrapped the other around to her chin and brought her head up so her eyes would lock with her reflection’s.
“I see a strong, kind, independent woman with a good head on her shoulders. Any man would be lucky to have someone like you, but none nearly as worthy. And I’m not going to stand سے طرف کی and watch آپ feel bad about yourself because you’re the best thing that ever happened to —” Skipper stopped short and breathed deeply. “You’d be the best thing to ever happen to the man that wins your heart,” he کہا firmly.
Marlene tried to hide her moist eyes. “But what man would ever want me?”
Skipper thought for a moment. “Any man who can see what I see,” he told her.
Marlene couldn’t stop a tear from creeping from the corner of her eye and rolling down her cheek. “You really mean that?”
Skipper smiled and wiped her tear away with his flipper. “I do.”
Marlene turned away from the mirror and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Thank you, Skipper. آپ have no idea how much that means to me,” she کہا against his chest.
Skipper wrapped his flippers around her waist. “No problem, Marlene.”
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Note: This takes place following Otter Things Have Happened.
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ارے this is my first fanfic so plz no hate! :)This fanfic is about a girl پینگوئن, پیںگان that comes to the zoo and falls for Skipper.
My name is Kat, but I'm not a cat, I am a penguin, from Antarctica. I have one problem with my home: it's too cold. I knew one دن I would escape that horrible snow land, and that دن was yesterday, when that weird man came and put me in a crate, and for once in my life I felt comfortable and warm.
Today I am traveling to a new home, hopefully a warm one.
I don't know how long I was in that کریٹ, کھوکھا but all I know now is that I'm here at my new home...a zoo? cool!
Am I alone in this پینگوئن, پیںگان habitat? Just then I hear waddling coming from under the platform, okay good I'm not alone.
Skipper pokes his head through the hatch hole and spots Kat, then calls the the rest of the team. Is our new پینگوئن, پیںگان here yet Skipper? Private asks. Yes Private, she's here.
Oh hi I'm Kat, I'm new here I کہا cheerfully.
My name is Kat, but I'm not a cat, I am a penguin, from Antarctica. I have one problem with my home: it's too cold. I knew one دن I would escape that horrible snow land, and that دن was yesterday, when that weird man came and put me in a crate, and for once in my life I felt comfortable and warm.
Today I am traveling to a new home, hopefully a warm one.
I don't know how long I was in that کریٹ, کھوکھا but all I know now is that I'm here at my new home...a zoo? cool!
Am I alone in this پینگوئن, پیںگان habitat? Just then I hear waddling coming from under the platform, okay good I'm not alone.
Skipper pokes his head through the hatch hole and spots Kat, then calls the the rest of the team. Is our new پینگوئن, پیںگان here yet Skipper? Private asks. Yes Private, she's here.
Oh hi I'm Kat, I'm new here I کہا cheerfully.
when a چھری came crashing through the window. Skipper picked up the knife. It had a screen with decreasing numbers on it.
He asked Rico what it was. Rico said, "uh-oh."
Rico took the چھری from Skipper and threw it. They all jumped topside. The چھری exploded. They saw a piece of paper. Skipper picked it up. It had a picture of Abigail on it. Skipper looked up. Abigail was gone.
Kowalski and Skipper sat in the base. Kowalski was crying and Skipper was trying to figure out how the DNA tester worked. Private walked in "whats going on?" he asked.
"We don't know where Abigail is," Skipper said.
"Would this help?" Private asked, holding out a piece of paper.
Skipper grabbed the piece of paper from him. It said: to be continued.
Kowalski was sitting in his بستر when he heard the transporting truck. He went topside. His girlfriend, Abigail, was there.
Abigail had green eyes and long eyelashes. Her feathers were soft and shiny. She was Skipper's sister.
Kowalski hadn't seen Abigail since high-school.
Kowalski was about to hug Abigail when he realized that she might not like him anymore. They hadn't seen each other in such a long time.
Abigail ran over and kissed Kowalski.
I have writers block now, sorry it's so short. I'll write مزید later.
Abigail had green eyes and long eyelashes. Her feathers were soft and shiny. She was Skipper's sister.
Kowalski hadn't seen Abigail since high-school.
Kowalski was about to hug Abigail when he realized that she might not like him anymore. They hadn't seen each other in such a long time.
Abigail ran over and kissed Kowalski.
I have writers block now, sorry it's so short. I'll write مزید later.