TDH's note: I've dicho before I'll make a few short visits depending on the circumstances, and right now I really want to start on a new story. I've never finished a story before, and it's too late in my opinion to reboot my anterior ones. So I'm starting over, hoping to make it all the way to the finish.
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Skipper took sip of coffee as he analyzed the morning paper. He couldn't read the words sprawled out on the front of the section; to him they were just ink blots meant to be ignored. The pictures are what interested him.
One was a foto of a dog, which was drenched and was probably shivering when the foto was being taken. He was being cradled por a firefighter. Skipper could hypothesize that the dog was rescued from a reciente flood and it's owner(s) remain unknown.
Another picture, which had a tighter grip on Skipper's interest, was a foto of a car crash. One of the cars was a black Ford on fire, and the other was a silver bmw beyond repair. A body was being pulled out of the bmw por the peramedics, and firefighters were hosing down the Ford. For once, Skipper wished he could read the ink blots lined in the columns below, so he could get más information on what just happened in this photo. He stared intently at the picture, picking up any other loose information he could get off it.
Private had his eyes fixed on the TV perched infront of him, frowning. He was watching Real Housewives of New Jersey, and all he could think was: Are these ladies really that crazy?
Kowalski changed the channel, right when two of the women were cussing eachother out ("Oh dear," dicho Private). He surfed through the channels. He ran into some good FBI shows, but nothing he hasn't seen before.
Private was trying to grab for the remote.
"Go back! It was getting interesting!"
Kowalski had the advantage in height, and was able to keep the remote way out of Private's reach.
"I'm just saving your innocence, Private."
Kowalski then landed on House.
"Ahh, nothing like a good medical drama."
House and Foreman were watching Chase and other surgeons cut open a patient's stomach.
Private covered his eyes.
"I can't watch! Go back!"
Kowalski realized this was too much for the young private, so he quickly changed the channel again.
Now he was on The Office. Both of the boys were happy with the channel choice, and they watched the episode with many laughs.
Rico stood on the opposite side of the room, away from the others. He was juggling a few chef knives to entertain himself and his barbie doll, who sat against the wall.
After keeping this up for 20 minutos (a new record), he's gotten at least 5 "Be careful"s from Skipper, 3 "That's gonna lead to havoc"s from Kowalski, and about 1,000 "Oh dear!"s from Private. His doll has yet to comentario on his skill, but Rico took her silence as a compliment, thinking she was too stunned from amazement to speak.
It was a normal Sunday for the Central Park penguins.
All the sudden the fishbowl was scooted aside and Marlene fell through the entrance, out of breath.
Skipper looked annoyed from this disruption.
"Marlene! What ever happened to knocking before entering?"
After catching her breath, Marlene rolled her eyes. "You're one to talk." Her temporary scowl left her face, and now she looked anxious. "I have some news!"
Rico stopped juggling and cocked his head toward the otter.
Private and Kowalski turned away from the boobtube.
Skipper, however, seemed uninterested.
"Later, Marlene. Can't tu see I'm busy?"
Marlene decided to take advantage of his rudeness.
"Okay, fine. I guess tu don't want to know about the new arrivals." She glanced innocently at Skipper, who dropped his paper and set down his coffee.
"What do tu mean, 'new arrivals'?" He questioned suspiciously, picking up his coffee and taking another sip.
Marlene, who was pleased with herself for catching the military leader's attention, went on.
"I mean, tu guys are getting new roommates!"
Different reactions happened at once.
"WHAT?!" shouted Skipper, spitting out his coffee.
"Oh, goody!" Private clapped joyfully.
"But there's no más room! And my lab is in jeopardy! They'll find out about it!" Kowalski freaked.
"AURGHAWAGALAGWA!!" Rico flung the knives, one which almost took Kowalski's head off, who was running around like a maniac.
Marlene, who expected a huge reaction, was trying to shout over them.
"Guys! Guys! Calm down!"
The room got quieter.
Marlene spoke again. "Now everybody take deep breaths..." The penguins stared at her as if she was mad. "...Good. Now allow me to explain."
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Please tell me what tu think so far.
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Skipper took sip of coffee as he analyzed the morning paper. He couldn't read the words sprawled out on the front of the section; to him they were just ink blots meant to be ignored. The pictures are what interested him.
One was a foto of a dog, which was drenched and was probably shivering when the foto was being taken. He was being cradled por a firefighter. Skipper could hypothesize that the dog was rescued from a reciente flood and it's owner(s) remain unknown.
Another picture, which had a tighter grip on Skipper's interest, was a foto of a car crash. One of the cars was a black Ford on fire, and the other was a silver bmw beyond repair. A body was being pulled out of the bmw por the peramedics, and firefighters were hosing down the Ford. For once, Skipper wished he could read the ink blots lined in the columns below, so he could get más information on what just happened in this photo. He stared intently at the picture, picking up any other loose information he could get off it.
Private had his eyes fixed on the TV perched infront of him, frowning. He was watching Real Housewives of New Jersey, and all he could think was: Are these ladies really that crazy?
Kowalski changed the channel, right when two of the women were cussing eachother out ("Oh dear," dicho Private). He surfed through the channels. He ran into some good FBI shows, but nothing he hasn't seen before.
Private was trying to grab for the remote.
"Go back! It was getting interesting!"
Kowalski had the advantage in height, and was able to keep the remote way out of Private's reach.
"I'm just saving your innocence, Private."
Kowalski then landed on House.
"Ahh, nothing like a good medical drama."
House and Foreman were watching Chase and other surgeons cut open a patient's stomach.
Private covered his eyes.
"I can't watch! Go back!"
Kowalski realized this was too much for the young private, so he quickly changed the channel again.
Now he was on The Office. Both of the boys were happy with the channel choice, and they watched the episode with many laughs.
Rico stood on the opposite side of the room, away from the others. He was juggling a few chef knives to entertain himself and his barbie doll, who sat against the wall.
After keeping this up for 20 minutos (a new record), he's gotten at least 5 "Be careful"s from Skipper, 3 "That's gonna lead to havoc"s from Kowalski, and about 1,000 "Oh dear!"s from Private. His doll has yet to comentario on his skill, but Rico took her silence as a compliment, thinking she was too stunned from amazement to speak.
It was a normal Sunday for the Central Park penguins.
All the sudden the fishbowl was scooted aside and Marlene fell through the entrance, out of breath.
Skipper looked annoyed from this disruption.
"Marlene! What ever happened to knocking before entering?"
After catching her breath, Marlene rolled her eyes. "You're one to talk." Her temporary scowl left her face, and now she looked anxious. "I have some news!"
Rico stopped juggling and cocked his head toward the otter.
Private and Kowalski turned away from the boobtube.
Skipper, however, seemed uninterested.
"Later, Marlene. Can't tu see I'm busy?"
Marlene decided to take advantage of his rudeness.
"Okay, fine. I guess tu don't want to know about the new arrivals." She glanced innocently at Skipper, who dropped his paper and set down his coffee.
"What do tu mean, 'new arrivals'?" He questioned suspiciously, picking up his coffee and taking another sip.
Marlene, who was pleased with herself for catching the military leader's attention, went on.
"I mean, tu guys are getting new roommates!"
Different reactions happened at once.
"WHAT?!" shouted Skipper, spitting out his coffee.
"Oh, goody!" Private clapped joyfully.
"But there's no más room! And my lab is in jeopardy! They'll find out about it!" Kowalski freaked.
"AURGHAWAGALAGWA!!" Rico flung the knives, one which almost took Kowalski's head off, who was running around like a maniac.
Marlene, who expected a huge reaction, was trying to shout over them.
"Guys! Guys! Calm down!"
The room got quieter.
Marlene spoke again. "Now everybody take deep breaths..." The penguins stared at her as if she was mad. "...Good. Now allow me to explain."
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Please tell me what tu think so far.
