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Operation: Envy	By : pronker Category: +M through R > Penguins of Madagascar Views: 447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no profit from this fanfiction set in Dreamworks' Penguins of Madagascar franchise. I do not own Dreamworks.

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Two animals raced and one limped into the water, wading, splashing and accomplishing a cannonball dive in spirit, at least. The weeping willow fronds kissed their heads for the first fifteen feet, they surveyed the open stretch for danger, and set out from under cover of the willow. They stopped for a breather halfway across one billion gallons of water.
Bobbing together in a companionable trio, they caught their breath. A wheezing Buck worried Skipper until the aged penguin seized the opportunity to regroup energy by floating on his back. Skipper and Marlene did likewise as they adjusted their positions within six inches of Buck's head, just in case of emergency. The three of them looked upwards to the clear sky, content in each other's company more than they had been while confined in the car. Mama Nature, thanks for camaraderie, thought Skipper as he listened to Buck's theory on neutrality. He supposed the old bird hadn't much to do except think in his solitude.
"The jet in the middle of Jackie O's reservoir reminds me of the time the Big Boss assigned me to some braaping Swiss mission - braap, what was it for eh it doesn't matter now Buck you old fraud - and when it finished I got to sightsee in Geneva on HQ's dime. Pretty country, Switzerland, if you can stomach its neutrality. I could not and bugged out of there pronto."
Marlene let out a whoosh of disbelief when her love answered, "Oh, I don't know, Buck. Now that I'm older, I think neutrality isn't so bad."
"I never thought I'd hear you say that, honey."
"Me neither, Arlene. What changed your mind, Little Lord Fauntleroy?"
Skipper formed his opinion into words on the spot. "Neutrality means I can concentrate completely on defeating my enemies because I can ignore places like Switzerland, Ireland and Mongolia to focus on baddies like the Blue Hen, Hans and Savio, see? I don't split my forces or surveille lame peaceful places. It just makes sense." He'd let them chew on that awhile.
Two minutes later, Buck's voice turned nicer than it had been all day. "That rocks, Skipper. Total war, yeah I dig it. I wish I could join you, dammit oh I beg your pardon, Arlene."
"You've done your part for the service," said Skipper magnanimously. From long exposure to Marlene, he could hear her eyes roll.
"One thing off your plate, yeah uh huh, go for the gold, Skipper. C'mon, guys, let's check out the fountain." She finished the swim underwater all the way to reach the fountain first while Skipper matched Buck's shallow dives and slower pace.
"Tag! You're it!" Buck said when he pulled up to the fountain and tapped Marlene. She was up for the game and the three spent some time playing until Buck stopped abruptly to break away, anchoring one flipper on the fountain's nozzle as he rested again. He seemed content to allow its spray to spackle him while watching Skipper porpoise around them. In the joyful point of view of water animals in water, time sped up, slowed and then resumed its normal flow. Others inhabiting the reservoir ringed the fountain, too, like an audience that Skipper performed for. Cackles, hoots and skrawks sounded, too far away to make out words. Skipper halted in mid-pirouette to call Buck's and Marlene's attention to the crowd.
"These goobers know you?" asked Buck, eyeing the thirty-one birds, and then counted them out by species, maybe to sharpen his mind. "Ten Canada geese, six grebes, fifteen blue herons - "
Marlene answered for Skipper. "They might. The team gets around. Skipper works covertly but now and then he gets seen."
"Pshaw, Marlene, that only means I wasn't covert enough. Don't spread rumors to Buck." Something to distract her, something ... ah. "Did you say grebes, herons and geese, Buck? That puts me in mind of the Pajarito Dulce bar in Guatemala and the time Kowalski and I tied one on - oh never mind, Marlene. You wouldn't be interested. Look, an excursion boat is coming! Keep the fountain between it and us for cover."
He knew her so well. "Yeah it'll screen us just fine and I would too be interested."
Buck rambled in mental memory as his commando's muscle memory kept him behind the fountain's powerful spray protection while the boat approached. He pitched his voice low in a nostalgic mood. "Jackie O used to jog around her reservoir, right in that direction" - he jerked his head to the south - "and she sure was a pretty woman. I loves me a pretty woman."
The boat drew near to circle the fountain as the grebes, herons and geese scattered. A little girl of about five performed near the railing for her eagle-eyed parents and a few other passengers. They applauded her activity, which Skipper exclaimed over. "What's that, a hula hoop? Look at her shimmy! Wow, I haven't seen one of those since - "
"Oh I'm sure you've seen one recently and don't change the subject. Where was I when this barhopping was going on?" Marlene dove under Buck to surface on Skipper's left side. He had her but good because she was such fun to tease.
"You? You were in California, doing whatever young lady otters do. I suspect tatting doilies."
She splashed him, or tried to. He sank like a stone at her first movement and she hit Buck with a wave of bubbly water instead. "Gah, you two will kill me yet today," he sputtered, "first somersaulting my old bones all around creation in your rattletrap car and then making me swim when I'm not up to it. I ought to keel over right here and make you tow my corpse back to dry land."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Friendly fire, Buck, oh look over there!" Marlene pointed aft of the excursion boat, where a tiny edition of it bounced in its wake. Buck took the bait.
"Arlene, good eye! That's a radio controlled toy speed boat - I wonder what frequency it uses - prolly three channel telemetry - " he trailed off as Skipper surfaced to tap his love's toes with his own.
"There were so many twists and turns to the story, with the double dating and then the earthquake," he continued. "No, babe, you wouldn't be interested."
She kicked his feet so hard he nearly was exposed to human view as he torpedoed out of the radius of spray. "Hey, watch it!" Commando reflexes honed through years of experience worked in his favor as he submerged to safety before rising to her side once more. "The all night partying, the lousy watered down booze - no, really, it's a boring story, cara."
She simmered, pouted with the face that he loved and then laughed. "You goofball. Tell me why we're still together."
Skipper made a 'meh' face and indicated Buck. The aged penguin bobbed slackly in the water with eyes at half mast. After a brief recon of the general situation before zeroing in on Buck's snoozing condition, Skipper said, "The boat's headed away from us. You take his left flipper, I'll take his right and we'll tow him ashore."
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