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Quoth The Raven 404
By : pronker
Category: +M through R > Penguins of Madagascar
Views: 1951 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I make no profit from this fanfiction using the characters and settings of Dreamworks' Penguins of Madagascar franchise. I do not own Dreamworks. - Chapter List
"Hold your horses, Marlene. Boxin' Day isn't Kidsmas." Private was no longer the newest member of the team and his voice suggested he was oh so much older and wiser.
Marlene brushed him off with a psssht. "Kidsmas means gifts and so does Boxing Day. Two for two, right?" She elbowed Kowalski as the four sat in a row dabbling their feet into her pond.
Kowalski's cocoa sloshed in his cup. "You're right. Last year I received a new Erlenmeyer flask in my favorite color, puce. Where he got it from I'll never know. Sharper Image didn't have it because I asked Phil to check online."
"Feeeeeeeeesh!"
Rico's operatic cadenza proved perfectly in tune to express his hopes for the day. Kowalski chuckled.
"Rico's always easy to please, but then you know that, Marlene. Salmon one day, sardines the next on Boxing Day. Skipper never fails."
"Never?" Marlene swirled the last swallow of chocolate-y liquid and peered into the bottom of the cup as if she were reading tea leaves. "That's hard to fathom, teammate mine."
Private plucked the marshmallow from his cocoa and ate it messily. "Juzduntaskbout - "
"That's enough. Private, as lieutenant I forbid you to continue. Marlene must earn access to all our past adventures."
Marlene smirked. "I have ways to make Skipper talk. Oh, I have ways."
Seated on Marlene's port side, Rico mumbled, "TeeEmEye, 'Eenie."
Marlene could hardly contain herself. Kowalski decided she needed more training on how to be covert and he'd mention it to Skipper at their next officers-only meeting. "Never mind, guys. I didn't tell Skipper, but I saw him hide an IKEA box behind the TV in the HQ. The box is small, but not too small, get my drift?"
Private's innate honesty came to the fore. "Not even a little, Marlene."
"Huh?" Rico and Kowalski chorused.
Marlene twirled her empty cup by its handle, whistling All I Want For Kidsmas Is My Two Front Teeth before blurting, "Wellllll, I hinted that I wanted a new crib for Sally for when she's over at my place and since I didn't get one yesterday at Kidsmas, I figured he got one to surprise me with today."
"That's so sweet that you wanted somethin' not for yourself, M-M-Marl- pardon me. Splashed a dab of cocoa in my eye." Private scrubbed at his face.
Kowalski pulled Private's head down for a noogie. "You softy."
"Yeah, after having Sally," Marlene continued in a more thoughtful voice, "I think like that now. It's weird because you remember when all I wanted was a bigger living space? With the foos ball and air hockey game room? Well, in my head Sally runs up and down in the room and she's not even learned to walk yet. She still does that holding onto things, um, thing, before trying to stand up - "
Marlene contributed to the general awwwwwww.
Kowalski as lieutenant felt compelled to usher the group back to HQ. He could use a new burette after his last one disintegrated via sulfuric acid titration, and he hoped he hadn't been too obvious about his wish. He didn't need lessons in covert operations.
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