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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 4: Double Crossed
Warnings for language and mentions of child abuse. Penguins of Madagascar (Julien x Clemson, suggested Kowalski x Rico slash)

'Clemson, wake up. Your mother is home.'
The little ball of red and black fur uncurled in the chimp's lap, letting out a muffled yawn. Lulu watched the dark-furred female lemur slip into her habitat and sighed, stroking the child half-asleep in her arms.
'I'd better not find that you've been filling my offspring's head with nonsense again,' the dark lemur admonished, clearly in an ungrateful mood.
'Hello to you too, Selene,' Lulu frowned, resisting the urge to throw the bitch out of her tree by force.
'Mommy!' Clemson jumped to his feet and raced across the branch to stare up in adoration at his mother. Selene just frowned down at her son with a tired, put-off expression.
'I will drop him off the next time I need to be away,' the female lemur announced without a word of thanks, slipping silently out of the tree with her son following obediently after her.
'Clemson is always welcome in my home,' Lulu stated aloud, not extending the invitation to the female lemur.
'Bye Lulu!' the little lemur called over his shoulder, his innocent green eyes glancing in her direction before focusing on his mother once more.

'I do not like her filling your head with nonsense,' Selene commented aloud, brushing her son's fur with a cracked and bristled comb. The little lemur winced as each stroke sent shivers of pain through his skin. He didn't cry out though, as he knew that would only make his mother mad.
'Clemson, you know that this world is a dark and dangerous place, don't you?' the female lemur paused, waiting for her son to meet her eyes.
'Yes mother,' Clemson answered.
'And you know why I have to put you through bad things in order to teach you to survive, don't you?' Selene resumed her nightly routine and started brushing the boy's tail.
'Yes mother,' the child hunched lower, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes.
'Good. That is why we are going to visit Mr. Savio first thing in the morning... before breakfast,' Selene announced.
'But he'll eat me!' Clemson squeaked in fear, turning to stare at his mother with large, teary eyes.
'Then you need to learn to be faster. If you can't defeat an old boa, then how can you possibly make it in this world?' Selene scolded, eyes narrowed at her young son.
'But...'
'I will train you as I see fit, Clemson. And do not whine, it is not becoming for the heir of MY family line,' Selene ordered, her tone causing the little lemur to flinch.
'Yes mother...'
'Someday, Clemson, the world shall know and fear you. I have HIGH expectations for you, my son,' Selene's voice echoed in the young lemur's ears as he drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Clemson woke chilled to the bone, despite being surrounded by warmth on all sides. Rolling silently onto his back, the assassin thought back to his dream. {Not a dream. A memory...} Glancing to the side, he couldn't help smiling in amusement at the sight of the lemur king with his thumb in his mouth. The happy feeling was quickly replaced with guilt. Today was the day. The day Julien's life took a turn for the worse. There was no stopping it; the plans were already in motion.
The red lemur clenched his eyes shut and tried to block out the pain. How could he call himself a professional when all it took was a glance from those golden eyes to turn his heart to mush? His mother would be very disappointed.
Oblivious to the tormented lemur in their midst, the others slept on, unaware of the danger fast approaching.

It wasn't until later that evening that Clemson was able to slip away from the lemur habitat. Julien's advances had continued all through the day, until something had finally caught his attention and the red lemur had taken the opportunity to make his escape. Soon he was hiding behind a dumpster to get some much-needed privacy.
'This is Crimson to Sea Base. Come in, Sea Base, Over.'
'Yeah, we read you loud and clear, Red. Over.'
'I will be sending the package to Hoboken tonight, Over,' Clemson commented into the no-longer hidden communicator in his hands.
'Confirmed. We will send instructions to Hans the Puffin in Hoboken to take care of his end of the deal. You are clear for Operation: Kidnap King Julien, Over.'
Clemson frowned at the sound of a familiar dolphin trill interrupting the lobster.
'I want to make sure that everything is going to go according to plan. Crimson Velvet, tell me what you are going to do, in detail, so that I can ensure that you know every aspect of your VERY important mission,' Blowhole's voice sent shivers of hate surging through the red lemur, but he held it in. The dolphin was primarily his mother's client, but he'd agreed to this mission only because it would mean that she would owe him one. And Black Velvet hated owing people anything, even her own son.
'My mission is to infiltrate the Central Park Zoo. Once that has been done, I will arrange for King Julien to be delivered to Hoboken. Hans the Puffin will be there to complete phase 2 of the mission. That is all. Over,' Clemson spoke without a hint of emotion, feeling every bit the cold-hearted assassin his mother had raised him to be.
'Good. Do not fail me. This transmission is over,' Blowhole snapped. There was a crackle of static from the communicator as Clemson tucked it back into place, hidden carefully in the fur of his tail.
{At least Blowhole didn't hire me to kill him. All I have to do is get him into a crate and send him to Hoboken. Hans will handle the rest. Still...}
'Good thing King Julien sent me to find you. I heard everything, Clemson,' Maurice stepped out of his hiding place, glaring up at the taller lemur.
At the sound of the adviser's voice, Clemson spun around in shock. The assassin quickly hid his emotions behind a solemn frown as he watched the stubby lemur step closer to him. Talk about a blow to his pride. Taking a deep breath, the assassin shut off his emotions. He would not allow anyone to stand in the way of his mission, especially not an old lemur like Maurice.
'I'm sorry you had to hear that, old one,' Clemson's green eyes bored into the aye-aye as he advanced. He was almost amused at the panic that flashed over Maurice's face once he realized the red lemur had no intention of letting him reveal his secret.
Time to end this...

Clemson stepped back from the unconscious aye-aye now hidden in the bushes. {It's only been two days and I'm already going soft}
'This is bigger than the both of us,' the red lemur whispered, pushing away the guilt that was rising inside him. Slipping out of the bushes, he stalked toward the lemur habitat to make sure the little mouse-lemur didn't interfere with his mission.

'Hey Mort. I brought you a new toy,' Clemson slapped a fake smile onto his face and held out the doll he'd found in a nearby trash can. The little lemur vibrated with excitement and hugged it close, smiling up at the red lemur.
{Don't look at me like that. You shouldn't trust me. I'm a very, very bad person}
'So, um... do you know where Julien is?' Clemson asked, glancing around the spacious yard for any sign of the lemur king.
'He went to talk to the penguins,' Mort said, now completely focused on his new toy.
'The penguins...' Clemson grimaced and steeled himself for a potential confrontation as he leapt out of the habitat.

'For the last time, ring-tail...' Skipper's voice broadcast clearly through the evening air as Clemson slipped into the penguin habitat.
'And I am to be telling you for the lastest time...' Julien snarled back, the two leaders nose to beak as they continued to argue.
{Great. Just what I need right now. Why couldn't I have just killed the old coot so that I'd have more time? Stop going soft, Crimson! You're a Velvet! You do not need a troop.}
The red lemur shook his head, taking a moment to collect himself and focus on the task at hand. He needed to do this fast, but secretive. The penguins were smart, especially Skipper. If he wasn't careful, the leader would figure out his plan and stop him.
'Julien, I need you to come with me,' Clemson intervened, slipping up behind the lemur king.
'Why? Is something wrong?' Private asked, peeking around Skipper's body at the lemurs.
'Uh... no. There's nothing wrong,' Clemson found himself grasping for an explanation that WOULDN'T be suspicious to the penguin soldiers.
'Then he's staying until this matter is settled,' Skipper announced, sparing the red lemur a half glance.
'Yes, I am staying. But not because you are saying I have to stay, bossy penguin,' the King stated, refusing to be swayed by the pretty lemur's words.
{Fuck, Fuck, FUCK! I do not have time for this!}
Clemson looked away, hiding his frustrated glare from the penguins. Turning sharply, the red lemur slipped himself firmly between the quarrelling pair and flung his tail into the bossy penguin's face. Skipper stepped back, just as Clemson had planned, giving the red lemur the opportunity to catch Julien's full attention.
'Please, Julien. I really need you to come with me,' Clemson leaned up to whisper directly into the other lemur's grey ears, pressing his body seductively against the taller lemur's chest.
'Well, I...' Julien fumbled for the words as soft, red hands trailed over his arms and green eyes begged him for a positive answer.
'Please,' Clemson purred, nuzzling the lemur king's cheek.
'Fine. We'll finish this later, ring-tail. Obviously red-fur is waaaay too hormonal to take no for an answer,' Skipper observed, flippers crossed over his chest as he watched the mammals snuggle on HIS deck.
'Right. Yes, I will to be going with you,' Julien agreed, watching the red lemur saunter off before following him with a goofy smile.
'Mammals. Good thing penguins have more self control,' Skipper grunted.
'Speaking of which, do you think Kowalski and Rico are done whatever it is they're doing?' Private asked.
The penguin leader threw a hurried glance at the food-dish covering the entrance to their base and found himself stammering, 'We should give them a bit longer to finish up... with their card game, I mean.'
'They're playing cards? Why can't we join them? I like cards,' Private smiled innocently at his commander.
'It's a special two-player card game,' Skipper explained in a rush.
'Can we play it then? After all, there are two of us,' Private commented, waiting for an answer.
Skipper's brain refused to work as his mind brought forth some very naughty images. Absolutely not! Private was WAY too young for that sort of thing. Besides, there was Hans... No, Hans was definitely out of the picture. Way out of the picture. Not that Skipper wanted him back in the picture...
The leader threw his flippers in the air with a cry of frustration, startling his private into stepping back a few paces. Quickly getting himself back under control, Skipper commented that the card game was top secret and then suggested they go for snow cones.
'Oh hooray!' Private clapped his flippers, completely forgetting about cards at the mention of delicious yumminess.
Skipper sighed and resisted the urge to whack his head several times on the ground as he followed the young penguin out of the habitat, leaving the other two to finish their... card game.
...tbc...
Selene: An ebony-furred lemur with a red streak up her front and emerald eyes.
Song suggestion: How Do You Love Someone? (Ashley Tisdale). It totally fits Clemson's character.
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