The room remained still and silent for several moments, until Damion spoke again.
"Harsh and unnecessary, I know... But when one is facing cold accusation and being given a fierce interview, they would do the same... Albeit in a mais mild form..." Damion sighed. "I still look back at that and want to acknowledge that I did something stupid.. But I won't, it was the most rational thing I could think of doing, and it still seems like I could have reacted differently, but being trapped in a corner leaves you no choice..."
"Damion..." Hannah looked at him with disapproval.
"My mate, you don't need to be disappointed in me, I already am kicking myself in the rear for it, just as I am for escaping just to assist you. Look babe, I hate to be a spoilsport or something around those lines, it happened far in the past, it's over.. I just brought it up since you seem to want to know everything the prison's guards or psychiatrists will never know," Damion explained.
"And what do they want to know?" Hannah asked.
"Well for one, they want to know if I'm The Kid. Heheh... I assure you that I'm not the guy they're looking for," Damion chuckled.
Hannah stood up, smirking.
"Prove it."
Damion tossed a scrap of paper from their "evidence" pile, it glided under their seats.
"First of all, if I were the one killing all those people, I wouldn't assume a nickname, I'd make sure they knew it was me, but find nothing to tie any of the crimes back. I never leave evidence, I may say something cryptic to imply it was me, but never say it bluntly. I never leave any messes behind when it comes to victims," Damion tilted his head down to look up at his mate.
"No, I know you left no messes out of your victims because you ate some of them, and harvested the organs of the rest," Hannah crossed her flippers with interrogation.
Damion smiled, getting close to Hannah's face.
"I've washed, brushed, and rinsed thousands of times, do you still smell, penguin, in my breath~?"
Hannah gave one sniff.
"Mint, that's one I smell."
She sniffed again.
"I also smell cinnamon and... Cherry, Blossoms..?" Hannah blushed.
"I know they're your favorite, took the chemical formula for the scent of cereja Blossoms and made it into a sort of mouth wash, andorinha it down after every meal~" Damion purred.
"How thoughtful, but you still gotta convince me you're not The Kid," Hannah winked.
Damion turned, then picked up a notebook, pulling out a pencil tucked in the binding.
"Kowalski, if you could be a sino and write this conversation down, it'd be most... Appreciated."
Kowalski opened the notebook, finding an envelope sealed with a stylized wax "K".
"What about, this?" Kowalski asked.
Damion picked it up, then frowned slightly.
"My dear, this clearly did not reach its destination..." Damion tucked it into his casaco and sat down.
He then hopped up slightly.
"Oh! Yes, my alibi. Another factor that leaves me out is physical description, the papers denunciar a pinguim in black who's short, and stout, roughly one foot, two inches, I am exactly one foot eleven inches, and am quite thin, for someone who "craves" a diet of fatty meat, particularly of avian species," Damion sighed, "I don't crave fatty meats, I amor it, but tilapia and catfish are my favorito meat overall. I don't mind eating poultry like they say, but that's limited to chicken, turkey, sometimes duck. Did you get all that K'Walski?"
Kowalski nodded.
"I believe you mais after hearing that than when you joined us," Skipper smirked, "Too bad I still don't fully trust you."
"I trust you now!" Private shouted with a big grin.
"...Sure you do..." Damion frowned at Private, the latter bowing his head sadly.
The group jumped as pounding was heard on the door.
Hannah peeked outside and saw armored penguins waiting outside, carrying batons and holding up a warrant for their search.
Damion grabbed a pistol from his coat.
"Don't... Just hide, I've got this," Hannah implored.
"You trust me to stay good, I trust you to take care of what's going on outside, I'm fine with that deal," Damion then wiped off the gun with his casaco and threw it away.
"Okay, guys, let me answer the-" Hannah was cut off por Skipper ripping the door open and rushing out with Rico.
"Harsh and unnecessary, I know... But when one is facing cold accusation and being given a fierce interview, they would do the same... Albeit in a mais mild form..." Damion sighed. "I still look back at that and want to acknowledge that I did something stupid.. But I won't, it was the most rational thing I could think of doing, and it still seems like I could have reacted differently, but being trapped in a corner leaves you no choice..."
"Damion..." Hannah looked at him with disapproval.
"My mate, you don't need to be disappointed in me, I already am kicking myself in the rear for it, just as I am for escaping just to assist you. Look babe, I hate to be a spoilsport or something around those lines, it happened far in the past, it's over.. I just brought it up since you seem to want to know everything the prison's guards or psychiatrists will never know," Damion explained.
"And what do they want to know?" Hannah asked.
"Well for one, they want to know if I'm The Kid. Heheh... I assure you that I'm not the guy they're looking for," Damion chuckled.
Hannah stood up, smirking.
"Prove it."
Damion tossed a scrap of paper from their "evidence" pile, it glided under their seats.
"First of all, if I were the one killing all those people, I wouldn't assume a nickname, I'd make sure they knew it was me, but find nothing to tie any of the crimes back. I never leave evidence, I may say something cryptic to imply it was me, but never say it bluntly. I never leave any messes behind when it comes to victims," Damion tilted his head down to look up at his mate.
"No, I know you left no messes out of your victims because you ate some of them, and harvested the organs of the rest," Hannah crossed her flippers with interrogation.
Damion smiled, getting close to Hannah's face.
"I've washed, brushed, and rinsed thousands of times, do you still smell, penguin, in my breath~?"
Hannah gave one sniff.
"Mint, that's one I smell."
She sniffed again.
"I also smell cinnamon and... Cherry, Blossoms..?" Hannah blushed.
"I know they're your favorite, took the chemical formula for the scent of cereja Blossoms and made it into a sort of mouth wash, andorinha it down after every meal~" Damion purred.
"How thoughtful, but you still gotta convince me you're not The Kid," Hannah winked.
Damion turned, then picked up a notebook, pulling out a pencil tucked in the binding.
"Kowalski, if you could be a sino and write this conversation down, it'd be most... Appreciated."
Kowalski opened the notebook, finding an envelope sealed with a stylized wax "K".
"What about, this?" Kowalski asked.
Damion picked it up, then frowned slightly.
"My dear, this clearly did not reach its destination..." Damion tucked it into his casaco and sat down.
He then hopped up slightly.
"Oh! Yes, my alibi. Another factor that leaves me out is physical description, the papers denunciar a pinguim in black who's short, and stout, roughly one foot, two inches, I am exactly one foot eleven inches, and am quite thin, for someone who "craves" a diet of fatty meat, particularly of avian species," Damion sighed, "I don't crave fatty meats, I amor it, but tilapia and catfish are my favorito meat overall. I don't mind eating poultry like they say, but that's limited to chicken, turkey, sometimes duck. Did you get all that K'Walski?"
Kowalski nodded.
"I believe you mais after hearing that than when you joined us," Skipper smirked, "Too bad I still don't fully trust you."
"I trust you now!" Private shouted with a big grin.
"...Sure you do..." Damion frowned at Private, the latter bowing his head sadly.
The group jumped as pounding was heard on the door.
Hannah peeked outside and saw armored penguins waiting outside, carrying batons and holding up a warrant for their search.
Damion grabbed a pistol from his coat.
"Don't... Just hide, I've got this," Hannah implored.
"You trust me to stay good, I trust you to take care of what's going on outside, I'm fine with that deal," Damion then wiped off the gun with his casaco and threw it away.
"Okay, guys, let me answer the-" Hannah was cut off por Skipper ripping the door open and rushing out with Rico.
"Come on, Tiana!" Mya said,"We don't want to be in a traffic jam!"
"Okay, okay! Let me just get my purse!" I said while looking in my drawer.
After we reached the shopping mall, there was a huge sale on bags & shoes! We both scream "AHHH!"
As we get as much clothes as we wanted. Mya saw a store which had a sale on DBZ outfits for boys & girls!
Hey, Tia! Mya said, "Wanna get a drink?" Mya asked.
"Sure!" I replied.
We went to a smoothie, batido shop, and we ordered a morango smoothie.
"Wanna go some mais shopping?" Mya asked.
"Maybe later." I replied.
After we finished drinking, we went outside for a little walk.
"Isn't it amazing outside?" I asked.
"Yes, your right, Tiana! It is amazing!"
After that we went swimming. It was like a hotel with shopping malls! Then we realized it was a hotel! So we decided to stay in the hotel for 2 weeks.
To be continued...
"Okay, okay! Let me just get my purse!" I said while looking in my drawer.
After we reached the shopping mall, there was a huge sale on bags & shoes! We both scream "AHHH!"
As we get as much clothes as we wanted. Mya saw a store which had a sale on DBZ outfits for boys & girls!
Hey, Tia! Mya said, "Wanna get a drink?" Mya asked.
"Sure!" I replied.
We went to a smoothie, batido shop, and we ordered a morango smoothie.
"Wanna go some mais shopping?" Mya asked.
"Maybe later." I replied.
After we finished drinking, we went outside for a little walk.
"Isn't it amazing outside?" I asked.
"Yes, your right, Tiana! It is amazing!"
After that we went swimming. It was like a hotel with shopping malls! Then we realized it was a hotel! So we decided to stay in the hotel for 2 weeks.
To be continued...
"Juuuust looking through some files..."
Chapter 1: Surprises
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his peixe coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The música was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background música came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his peixe coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The música was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background música came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
(This may be stupid, I don't write stories much)
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mural to mural trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice said out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once mais seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I said back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mural to mural trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice said out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once mais seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I said back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
