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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
He was going to mess with them. He was going to mess with them so bad. Skipper drew the puzzle box from behind him on the bunk to his side in a supple maneuver so as not to disturb Sally, whose eyelids drifted to half mast.
"Here, Kowalski, take it."
Marlene let out a squeal as the lieutenant flourished the puzzle box with the interesting part facing his teammates. Sally's posture reclined further into her father's cushy grip as her breathing slowed. With the hard-won skills of parenthood, Marlene clapped her paws over her mouth to muffle another squeal that might rouse her drowsy child. "I saw Mason and Phil solve this! Come on, if chimps can open it, we can." Skipper smiled as pride in her team stiffened his love's spine. "We'll beat their time with minutes to spare. Let's do this."
She appeared unaware of the tolerant and amused glances from everybody except her daughter as she diddled with the first latch on the mahogany wood structure featuring six small doors built into its front, like lockers in a gym. The puzzle box contained hasps, latches, dials, barrel bolt fasteners, and a hook-and-eye device. Marlene's otter quickness shone as she undid them all in what Kowalski would later estimate was .2813 minutes.
"Huh? Where is the gift?" Each swift dive into the spaces turned up empty. "There are cubbyholes and no cubbies in them."
Kowalski looked down his tall front but couldn't spy anything from that angle. "Rico and Private, Marlene needs backup."
Marlene was too busy poking in the interior of each locker to show disgruntlement at Kowalski's analysis of her needing help at this run-of-the-mill exercise. She came up blank, though, and stepped aside to let Private and Rico have a go.
After setting down the keys that failed to beguile Sally, Rico charged ahead to slurp his tongue into each cubby for a taste of clue and then shrugged. "Nada."
Private said, "Yuck, Rico," as he felt cautiously and thoroughly around each compartment. "Nothin', Skippa. Are you havin' us on as a lark?"
Kowalski leaned the box up against Private's taxidermified dorado for a try. He surveyed each cubby before measuring the depth, width, and height of them. He tapped onto the wood, listening to the chu-chunk, and then he upended the puzzle box and shook it. Not from a cubby, not from anything wood, it was from inside a barrel bolt fastener that a rolled up slip of paper spilled. "Ahah! Let's hear it for Science!" He held up the slip triumphantly and squinted at the paper cylinder's black marks. "The barrel bolt itself was the gift, but you know as well as anyone, sir, that none of us can read."
Marlene took the paper to unroll the scroll. "Way to go being sneaky, Skipper. What does it say, or are you making us head to Phil to get him to read it?" She looked closer at the tiny words as Kowalski leaned in, too. "Not that I'm an expert, but isn't this - "
"Cursive handwriting," proclaimed Kowalski. "Well. Thanks, sir. I guess." He put on his thinking face. "So, you're giving us a mystery to hone our skills? First of all, team" - and he faced his fellows - "we know that Phil made this and so that is Clue Number One." His thinking face melded into his overweening face.
Private zoomed in with an adage. "The Lunacorns say that give an animal a fish and you feed him for a day; teach an animal to fish and you feed him for a lifetime." Kowalski, Rico, and Marlene turned to him with varying degrees of skeptic lifted brows and he floundered on. "So, um, everyone, it's a lesson that we need to learn to read! Righto, Skippa? Even though the sayin' is a tad sappy for your taste? Wot a, a, a, useful gift!"
Everybody turned to their leader, who rocked his baby.
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