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Missing Moments in PoM: Red Queen	By : ShiTiger Category: +M through R > Penguins of Madagascar Views: 2173 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Missing Moments in PoM: Red Queen
Ch 3: Dancing with the Stars
That afternoon, Clemson was treated to strangest sight he'd ever seen. And he'd seen a lot of things in his life. King Julien ordered Maurice to bring out the "boomy box" and suddenly the lemur habitat was filled with human music.
The red lemur tilted his head to the side as he watched the other three getting "jiggy with it." Before he could protest, Julien grabbed his hand and pulled him close, then twirled him out again.
'Come on, Clemson. It is time to be busting a move,' Julien grinned, watching the other lemur stumble slightly.
'Is this normal?' Clemson glanced over at Maurice who gave a nod in return.
'You are not used to being dancing? All lemurs can dance. The groove is right in here,' Julien announced, patting the red lemur on the rear.
Clemson squeaked and jumped away, staring at the taller mammal in shock. King Julien tsked and shook his head, ordering Maurice to stop the music.
'This is just not to be being right. Every lemur can do the dancing. Perhaps we are needing to be starting slower. Not too slow though,' Julien pondered aloud, sweeping the skittish Clemson into his arms.
Maurice tapped his foot as the boom box played a soothing couples' dance. He found himself smiling as his King dipped the red lemur backward, following the cords of the guitar's melody. It was so abnormal to see his ruler take such an interest in someone other than himself. In less than a day, Clemson had managed to worm his way into the King's heart and perhaps even his and Mort's.
Julien spun Clemson around, pressing up against his back, one hand cupping the red lemur's waist as they danced to the music.
The adviser observed the pair in amusement as the red lemur began to relax into the dance, his lean body swaying gracefully against the King's. His old eyes watched as Julien pressed a gentle kiss to Clemson's hand, clearly enamoured by the new lemur. It was completely different from any other relationship the King had attempted in the past. Perhaps Julien was reaching maturity... finally.
'Is Clemmy going to be our new Queen?' Mort asked, looking up at Maurice curiously.
'Perhaps... perhaps,' Maurice smiled brighter as the guitar's soft melody filled the lemur habitat and their hearts.

'What is that noise?' Skipper poked his head out of the base and looked around for the source.
'It's guitar music, Skipper,' Private commented from his deck chair where he was snuggling his Lunicorn.
'I can hear that, Private. But why isn't ring-tail's boom box driving me crazy right now? Is he sick?' Skipper jumped up to join his group on the main deck.
'No idea. Other than the guitar music, it's been pretty quiet over at the lemur habitat all day,' Private admitted.
'Well, let's go check it out, Private!' the leader ordered.

'I am liking this picnic thing,' Julien smiled across the checkered blanket at the red-furred lemur laying across from him.
'I agree. It's quite relaxing,' Maurice munched on a mango at the foot of the blanket, amused at how Julien's bossiness seemed to be mellowing around Clemson.
'I am liking the feet!' Mort chirped from where he was nuzzling Clemson's foot. Julien glared down at the mouse lemur, but said nothing since Clemson was smiling at Mort in amusement.
'You're okay with Mort grabbing your feet like that?' Maurice asked, voicing his ruler's internal question aloud.
'It doesn't really bother me. And it makes him so happy,' Clemson admitted, amused at the little lemur's antics.
'As long as it is not to be bothering you,' Julien sighed, picking up a strawberry and holding it out to the red lemur. The King nearly purred aloud at the unexpected smirk that crossed over Clemson's face as he leaned forward, delicately plucking the fruit from the ring-tailed lemur's fingers with his mouth.
The two lemurs continued to lay on their sides, content to simply watch each other across the blanket. Julien held out blueberry and Clemson darted his tongue out to sweep the blue-skinned fruit into his mouth. In retaliation, the King slipped a plum into his mouth and leaned closer, winking at the other lemur in challenge.
Clemson grinned and slowly closed the gap between their faces, clearly accepting the challenge. His lips had just closed around the other end of the fruit, their noses nearly touching, when a loud voice broke the moment.
'There you are, ring-tail!'
Clemson's green eyes widened as he darted back, flushing under his fur at the new visitors who were hopping down into the lemur habitat. Julien just rolled his eyes and sat up, eyeing his neighbours and inwardly cursing the interruption.

'Alright, ring-tail. What's with the lack of lemur insanity?' Skipper asked, glaring at the group.
'What Skipper means is that it's been unusually quiet today,' Private explained, stepping out from behind his leader to offer the lemurs a smile.
'That's what I said,' Skipper grumbled.
'Nothing is to be happening. We are just having a picnic to be celebrating Clemson's arrival,' Julien answered, pushing himself into a sitting position.
'And the guitar music?' the bossy penguin questioned, eyeing the boom box next to the blanket.
'Clemson finds it to be soothing,' the lemur king explained.
'You're the one who convinced ring-tail to turn down the noise he calls music?' Skipper focused his blue eyes on the red-furred lemur.
'Yep,' Maurice answered before Clemson could open his mouth.
'Red-fur... I think I love you,' Skipper suddenly smiled and gave a low chuckle of amusement.
Julien growled possessively and reached across the blanket to pull Clemson close, glaring at the bossy penguin.
'Platonically. I meant platonically,' Skipper amended, clearly amused by the lemur king's behavior.
Julien threw his adviser a glance, waiting for a proper explanation.
'He means that he loves Clemson like a friend, not romantically,' Maurice explained.
'Oh, okay then,' Julien smiled, letting his fingers run through the soft, red fur of his newest subject.

Clemson gasped as he was suddenly pulled against the taller lemur's warm chest and felt his insides melt at the possessive growl vibrating against his cheek. The little exchange between the lemur king and the penguin had him blushing under his fur.
Pushing firmly against Julien's chest, Clemson finally encouraged the other lemur to let him go so that he could sit up properly and greet the birds. After all, it wouldn't do to have them think he was impolite. Especially when he needed them to trust him.
'You're Skipper and Private, right,' the red lemur forced a smile onto his face, sweeping his tail around his body for comfort. Soon he'd put his plan into motion. Very soon...

That night, while Julien and Maurice were finishing up with their penguin guests, Clemson found himself curled up on the bouncy with Mort. The mouse lemur didn't seem to notice how unfocused his companion was, as he was enjoying being held by someone who didn't try to kick him off.
{This is not going the way I planned. What am I doing? I shouldn't be getting attached like this. It's just like any other job...} Clemson unconsciously pulled Mort closer, his thoughts becoming even more troubled.
'Is Clemmy okay?' Mort asked, looking up at the red lemur with wide, innocent eyes.
'I'm not a nice person, Mort. I've done many bad things,' Clemson admitted softly, trailing his fingers through the mouse-lemur's fur.
'Well, I like you,' Mort smiled, putting his little arms around the tall lemur's chest in a hug.
{But will you like me when you find out what I have to do to Julien?}
Clemson's heart skipped a beat as he felt the lemur king press against his back, his soft breath tickling the red lemur's neck as he settled on the bouncy. Watching Maurice make himself comfortable in front of him, Clemson wished the night could go on forever. That was the only way Julien would be able to stay safe.
The red lemur drifted off into a troubled sleep, barely noticing the wetness staining his cheeks. After all, assassins didn't cry.
...tbc...
Note: Cliffhanger!
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