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Undertow	By : pronker Category: +M through R > Penguins of Madagascar Views: 11341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no profit from this fanfiction set in Dreamworks' Penguins of Madagascar franchise. I do not own its characters, basic premise or settings.

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Penny skipped down the Central Park bridle path as much as a police horse could skip. Her rider was taken by surprise and hauled inexpertly at her reins. "Snrff," she blasted from her nostrils at the pinch and settled down for ten paces. Clip clop clip clop skip she tried once more.
"Who was the trainer on this one?" wondered aloud the man in blue on her back. Nobody could blame him if he clouted her one, but this rider took pride in his kindness to all creatures. "Hey, there, Penny, hey there girl. Time out." He dismounted, took the reins and drew her to the water trough alongside the smooth beaten trail. She blew on the water five times before lipping some into her mouth. She eyeballed him.
He had broad features of a human of middle years and she thought his coarse, straight black hair looked good on him, like the straight roached mane of midnight did on her sister, Colleen. He was Native American or Asian or something, she was hazy on the whole human race thing. She took in enough water to fill her belly but not enough to founder her. That had been a long ago error that nearly did her in. Her rider today was distracted and when she meandered on purpose to the Central Park Zoo coach ride stable, he loosened the reins when she nuzzled Colleen over the corral's toprail.
"Hey, Sis, it's hot for fall. Is that why you're not pulling your guts out on the trails?"
Colleen nibbled the base of her sister's ear before replying. "What a gross thing to say, Penny. My carriage isn't that heavy." She flicked her tail at a pesky horsefly. "Too hot? I don't think so because Mel harnessed up Dewey and their carriage trotted about for three hours. "
"Full load?"
"Yes, four kids and one adult. There's foofaraw in the park today about the Blessing of the Animals, did you see workers stringing the banners? Dratted fly!"
"Aw, it's after you because you're so sweet." Penny rippled her chestnut hide.to thwart the fly. "Father will put me last again in the procession, he always does."
"It is a place of honor." The fly returned and the two horses formed a phalanx of tail defenses against pests: Penny used the fence to press against, careful not to squeeze the knee of her rider as she reversed her stance, and Colleen flicked her tail at her sister's face through the wide fence slats to banish the fly. It gave up the pursuit of juicy horse flesh and the two whickered loud and long in triumph. For horses, it was the little things that made each day. They each pulled the same face without knowing it.
Mister Ed used to make the same face for Wilbur, but Mister Ed was trying to get at the peanut butter his offscreen handler put under his upper lip. Penny and Colleen made the identical face with no such incentive. "Pbpbpbpbl," blustered Penny. "Father is a showman and knows how to impress the rubes. Last place in the parade of parrots, poodles and poms is perfect for a big lummox of a horse like me. Religion, drama, all the same, wow 'em with a big finish."
"You've lost weight! And his flock are not rubes. That's rude to say about animal-loving humans."
"I'm kidding, Sis. You know that."
Colleen rippled her own hide, which was the color of plain espresso. "Um. Yes. I knew that."
"I'm ready for duty again after today's exercise. Brick and Cecil will never fool me that way twice." Penny sighed.
Colleen was always diplomatic. "Throwing marbles under your hooves proved unique, you know, I mean no horse could have anticipated it and kept her footing --- "
"I strained every muscle I owned. The swimming therapy was nice, though."
"How did those two escape? And what crime did they try to commit?"
"They got away with coils of copper tubing. Copper fetches a fortune nowadays and the tubing was just lying there overnight on the Sheep Meadow after the Fourth of July fireworks show. There must have been a glitch from the clean up team after the display. I overheard Brick and Cecil blather how Frances Alberta pays top dollar for copper for her metal sculptures and isn't fussy where it comes from."
"So your human heard them, too? It's almost three months later, has he caught them yet?"
Sometimes Colleen showed her lack of deeper understanding of humans. After all, she pulled a glorified dray for a living, while Penny enjoyed a tight partnership with the sharpest tool in New York's Finest police force, in Penny's unbiased opinion. She put on her patient voice. "Sis, I'm a horse, he's a human, so no. My ears work better than his."
"And you can't communicate the information, right."
"Right, dear." This was the time of day when Colleen's concentration generally drifted.
"Frances Alberta is a pretty name."
It was time to rein in Colleen's fancies. "I suppose, but she scrabbles for a living now doing performance art at a vacant lot she got hold of somehow. She barely keeps body and soul together, according to what I overheard our esteemed Commissioner say."
"Commissioner McSlade was mean to fire her." Penny's rider showed signs of drifting himself as he kneed Penny's side.
Penny managed to get in the last word. "I'm on my way back home now, Sis, so we'll discuss the Commissioner's politics another time. Enjoy your day off!"
"Toodles, Sis!" Colleen watched her sister canter away.
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