TDL's note: I took a few movie references and threw them in here. You'll probably not reconize them, though, since they're in my own words.




Kowalski woke up Saturday morning, excited for today's plans. The amor drinks were in the refridgerator, with paper taped to them with "do not touch" sloppily written across them.

Another reason why he was happy was because Skipper didn't wake him up. Usually that early bird will drag them out of cama at 5:00 AM. But because of the day's arrangements, Skipper let the team sleep in.

He was going to head over to Marlene's place and mostrar her ways to keep spies from sneaking in. Marlene wasn't so big on this idea, but Skipper thought of it as a necessity.

Skipper figured Marlene was going to be reluctant the whole time, so it'll take longer then it should. So he decided to give the team the día off.

Kowalski's plan was to give the drinks to Skipper saying it's for him and Marlene when they need a snack. Of course, Skipper then will be a little suspicious since Kowalski can't make smoothies for his life. So he'll say Private made them. And then he'll have to let Private in on the plan, so he won't be confused in case Skipper thanks him for the smoothies.

Kowalski hopped out of bed. He checked the time: 12:00 PM. Uh-oh. The smile left his face. He never slept in this late before.

He looked around the room. Nobody was there, except for Nameless.

"Hi. Everyone left. Private and Rico are hanging out with Camille." Nameless watched Kowalski as he anxiously looked around the room.

"Did tu see where Skipper went?"

"He left like, an hora ago. He was going to wake tu up an tell you, but tu were sleeping like a baby." Nameless smirked.

"Oh, Einstein! I have to run over there! Today was the día I was going to give them the amor smoothies!"

"What's the rush? From the looks of it, Skipper's gonna be over there for at least another 3 hours. Marlene is not with him on his ideas. He's also teaching her some fighting moves, which she fails at doing. So tu have time."

"Well..."

"Oh, come on. tu just woke up. Relax."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Kowalski decided this was a good time to ask Nameless about her whereabouts and the device.

"Well, um... I was up on Thursday night. I couldn't sleep, tu see..."

"And...?" Nameless narrowed her eyes.

"Well, I saw you, and tu were up..."

Nameless crossed her arms.

"And tu pulled out some sort of device. I couldn't identify it. What was it?"

Nameless gave him a blank stare. Then she started laughing.
"Kowalski, that was my cell phone! I was texting my boyfriend, who's back at my old zoo."

"You were texting him at 2 in the morning?"

"The time zones are different. It was 11:00 PM for him." Nameless smiled.

"Oh." Kowalski sighed in relief. But boy, did he feel like an idiot.

"Here, lets watch some TV."

Nameless turned on Telly, and switched to House.
"Let's watch this."

"I amor this show!" Kowalski yelped.

"Really? Me too!"

Kowalski smiled at Nameless. He was beginning to believe she really wasn't a spy. Maybe Skipper is just too paranoid after all.

3 hours have passed.

Kowalski and Nameless were having a lot of fun. Kowalski decided that he'll give Skipper and Marlene the amor smoothies some other time.

"Let's have something to drink," Nameless got up from in front of the TV.

"Be careful of what drinks tu choose," Kowalski shouted after her.

"Don't worry," Nameless opened up a cupboard.
"Ah-ha!"

She pulled out a bottle of wine.
"1997. A good año for wine, tu know." She smiled. "And it's from Napa Valley! The best wine in the world is from there, in my opinion. I'm from around there. San Fransisco, actually."

Nameless handed Kowalski the bottle, and he got a corkscrew to open it. The girl pingüino, pingüino de then pulled out two wine glasses. Kowalski poured the wine for them.

They picked up the wine glasses.

"Cheers," Nameless raised her glass.

"Cheers," Kowalski raised his. He drank it in one big sip.

Kowalski looked at Nameless's untouched cup.

Kowalski felt weird. His vision started to go. He felt light headed. Then his feet buckled underneath him, and he fell to the floor.
"H-help...me."
He looked up and saw Nameless's blurry figure leaning over him.

"Do tu taste the poison?"

"Wha...?"

"I'm sorry Kowalski, but it's for your own good. tu knew too much."

Kowalski's eyes rolled back as the figure walked away.

Then everything went dark.

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