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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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Skipper's Log, May Eighth: Day One Of Real Full-Time Parenting Not Fooling Around This Is It: Sally arrived this morning at the crack of dawn. She's a lark like me, I mean a penguin, oh you know what I mean, Log. Stuff happened right after she kicked away the last of her shell and by stuff, I mean shit. I can't bear to enter the shit in the log, but if the Big Boss orders me to report it, I will. Only to her, though, on an encrypted channel. Endit.
"She's blind! No!"
Kowalski shoved Skipper into Rico's comforting flippers. Blinking away any emotion, he held the still wet baby up close. Sally shivered so he swept an examining gaze up and down as he chafed her tiny body with one flipper and palpated gently with the other. She swiveled her head toward his murmured coo of "Sally, darling, Daddy's here." Her hearing is normal, he concluded. She stopped shivering as the warmth from his movements soothed her. Good physical response time, excellent, excellent. Was that a baby's first smile or was it gas? He looked closer.
Her blue eyelids sealed her eyes to protect them as he postulated with all his brain's might. A tiny line showed where they would eventually unseal and if they operated as would Commodore Fluffington's newborn bunnies if the Commodore were not a wall mural, a small opening would rip one end of the seal. After a few days the entire eye would be revealed and working properly. He cuddled her to his cheek and then placed her in his brood pouch.
Private had stumbled over to Skipper during Kowalski's examination. Skipper engulfed Private in a firm hug to quell the younger bird's sobs. "Tell us all of the truth, Kowalski. We can take it." Though tears shimmered in his eyes, they remained unshed in contrast to Private's. The young penguin tamed his weeping after a moment more.
"Yeah. W-W-We're tough."
Kowalski wiped his own face. "She's fine except for her eyes. I hypothesize that due to the voodoo magic or unusual gestation inside a male, she shows signs of not hewing exactly to our species' neonatal norm. For example, her pipping time elongated into an eightfold session - "
"In Americano! In Americano!"
"She'll open her eyes in approximately one week as do the Magellanic penguins, er, and some mammals such as otters. Come and see for yourself."
Private and Skipper clung to each other without taking a single step.
Rico grunted and then bent to retrieve Sally from her cozy surroundings. She snuggled into his embrace with a sigh. "Awwwww," Rico said as he nuzzled her neck. "Babeeez, Kwoskii, babeeez." He grinned as he and Kowalski shared an inestimable look. Rico chauffeured Sally over to Private and Skipper, conscious as never before of Tactic, Milton, Donald, Primula or Daisy in her or his egg sitting on his feet. All his sensitivity to mushy love stuff seemed to have fled.
"Yes, Rico. Babies." Kowalski cleared his throat as he joined the clump gathered round Private and Skipper to greet the newcomer. "See how the lids show a seam? That seam will slit at one end or the other and while the process may take a few days just as her pipping did, she'll see eventually."
Private peered at his daughter's eyes first. "Skippa! There's the seam! She's got teensy eyelashes, too!"
Skipper could not look. "You're sure?"
"Positive, honey! And she's got your beak!"
The commander edged nearer, still within Private's hug. "Uh huh, so she does." He separated from his love to inspect his newer love.
"Oootchie kootchie koo!" Kowalski joined in the general baby babble. Sally drifted into slumber as they watched.
"Skippa, it's time to do your duty. I'll take the next shift."
Never in his life had Skipper failed in his duty. "Aye aye, babe." He lifted Sally from Rico to pull up the flap of his own brood pouch. With flippers of fatherhood, he rolled her inside and tried to see downwards over his spare tire.
"How does she look? Is she comfortable? Does she need me to do anything else?" He strained his neck in vain. "Report, team!"
"She's where she needs to be, sir. You did perfectly."
"AwriiiiiteKippaaaah!"
"Honey, you and she l-l-look wonderful. I c-c-c-can't talk anymore - " Private swayed until Skipper held him without words. The hearts of the team swelled with relief, pride and love until the lair seemed too small to contain the high spirits.
"On my mark, we go topside to show her off. Mark." The team headed topside to display the baby that really belonged to all of them while they waddled, you know, casual. Alice was the first human to see baby Sally.
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"Awwwwww!" Alice toted the gangplank over to the penguin habitat. She had put on more weight recently and the gangplank bowed until she reached the ice floe. She grunted as she bent to see Sally and then took a knee. This proved closer than Skipper liked, but Private remained at his side, making clucking sounds. Skipper stood his ground.
"Cute! Boy or girl, mama?"
Skipper growled. "I'll show you mama - "
What noises Alice heard didn't faze her. "C'mon, quit your fussing, mama. I'm not going to eat your baby."
Skipper ruffled his feathers.
"Chill, penguin. Hee hee hoo hawwww, did you hear what I just said? Naw, you couldn't understand it anyway. You're just dumb animals."
Private tittered but halted at his love's sharp look. "It was funny, sorry, Skippa!"
Skipper remained stony.
"Yeah, you tell her, roly poly." Alice leaned even closer before departing over her gangplank. "Good job baby making, fellas and gals oh you know which ones you are," she tossed over her shoulder. "Extra fish incoming!"
Kowalski headed in from the corner of their faux floe where he and Rico had been surreptitiously standing guard, ready to attack if the command came. He anticipated his leader's next question. As lieutenant, it was his job to forestall commotions and upsets of any kind to the best of his ability. "Sir, Doc will need to examine her eventually. She won't be hurt."
Skipper growled again.
Kowalski forgot to whom he was speaking. "He'll likely take blood samples - "
"Needles!"
"There's no other way. Skipper, count to ten." Kowalski couldn't help it coming out gruff; when the leader became buffaloed by an action or a concept, the lieutenant's duty was to step in. His voice turned into Commander Kowalski's growly threats as when Skipper was away on Physical Endurance Leadership Test. "If you don't, you'll upset Sally. She's not going to understand your words, but she will know that her Papa has gone ballistic. Stand down."
"Four - three - t-two - one."
"Good job, Skippa! You didn't even yell to the sky!"
"Hmph. Gotta play the hand you're dealt, Sally. Doc isn't a bad sort of human." Skipper addressed what he couldn't see and Sally's head tilted upwards at his words. "I'd give a lot if you didn't have to learn that this soon, baby girl."
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