Okay, I decided to take a break from my other fanfiction to write this. It's a Kico story, so if you don't like Kico, please don't waste your time commenting on it.
I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the respostas to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello, Rico," I said. "What is it?"
"Watcha doin'?"
I shrugged. "Trying to get my invention to work."
Rico came over and took my invention from my grasp. His flippers brushed against mine as he did. I felt a shiver run up my back, and my heartbeat speed up.
For some reason this happens when Rico touches me, or even smiles at me. I don't know why. It scares me sometimes, how Rico makes me feel.
At the same time, I sort of like it.
Rico studied the invention carefully, then looked up at me.
"Big kaboom," he said.
I sighed. "No, Rico, you're not blowing up my invention. I might be able to get it work. Or at least model a different invention on it."
Rico nodded. "Nice day," he said.
"I'm working, Rico."
"Okay. Play cards?" Rico asked.
I sighed again. "Rico, can I just work?"
Rico shook his head, slid his flippers around my waist, and threw me over his shoulder. "Nice day," he repeated.
I felt the shivers again, feeling Rico's warm flippers on my back. My stomach had a nervous, fluttery feeling inside.
Rico carried me out of the HQ and set me down on the hot concrete. It burned my feet. I sat down and dangled my feet into the water. Rico did the same.
"Rico, can I talk to you about something?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Well...whenever you touch me, or look at me, I feel...sort of tingly. In a good way. And...I want you to touch me more. But I don't know why I feel that way."
Rico looked at me curiously. "Really?"
I nodded. "Do you know why I feel like that?"
Rico wrapped his flippers around me and pulled me closer to him. "Feel tingly?" he asked.
I nodded nervously.
He nuzzled my neck gently. I heard myself gasp.
He grinned and rubbed his beak on my torso. I pulled away.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Rico rubbed up against me. "Love 'Walski," he said.
I was shocked. Rico loved me? As mais than a brother?
"Love me?" Rico asked.
I started thinking. Did I amor Rico? Really amor him? The way I loved Doris?
I opened my mouth, hoping the answer would supply itself, when Skipper walked over to us.
"We have a situation at Marlene's," he said. "I'm gonna need your help with it."
Me and Rico got to our feet and followed Skipper to Marlene's habitat.
I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the respostas to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello, Rico," I said. "What is it?"
"Watcha doin'?"
I shrugged. "Trying to get my invention to work."
Rico came over and took my invention from my grasp. His flippers brushed against mine as he did. I felt a shiver run up my back, and my heartbeat speed up.
For some reason this happens when Rico touches me, or even smiles at me. I don't know why. It scares me sometimes, how Rico makes me feel.
At the same time, I sort of like it.
Rico studied the invention carefully, then looked up at me.
"Big kaboom," he said.
I sighed. "No, Rico, you're not blowing up my invention. I might be able to get it work. Or at least model a different invention on it."
Rico nodded. "Nice day," he said.
"I'm working, Rico."
"Okay. Play cards?" Rico asked.
I sighed again. "Rico, can I just work?"
Rico shook his head, slid his flippers around my waist, and threw me over his shoulder. "Nice day," he repeated.
I felt the shivers again, feeling Rico's warm flippers on my back. My stomach had a nervous, fluttery feeling inside.
Rico carried me out of the HQ and set me down on the hot concrete. It burned my feet. I sat down and dangled my feet into the water. Rico did the same.
"Rico, can I talk to you about something?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Well...whenever you touch me, or look at me, I feel...sort of tingly. In a good way. And...I want you to touch me more. But I don't know why I feel that way."
Rico looked at me curiously. "Really?"
I nodded. "Do you know why I feel like that?"
Rico wrapped his flippers around me and pulled me closer to him. "Feel tingly?" he asked.
I nodded nervously.
He nuzzled my neck gently. I heard myself gasp.
He grinned and rubbed his beak on my torso. I pulled away.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Rico rubbed up against me. "Love 'Walski," he said.
I was shocked. Rico loved me? As mais than a brother?
"Love me?" Rico asked.
I started thinking. Did I amor Rico? Really amor him? The way I loved Doris?
I opened my mouth, hoping the answer would supply itself, when Skipper walked over to us.
"We have a situation at Marlene's," he said. "I'm gonna need your help with it."
Me and Rico got to our feet and followed Skipper to Marlene's habitat.
Hello. I'm trying to fit back in, but after being otternapped por some illlegal wildlif dealers and falling out their car and being hit por it, I have almost forgotem everything, but I still remember the zoo, and everyone in it. But the one who I remember the most is Metallica1147, my True One. I dont remember anything else. There's still a cast on my neck and spine. My head is still bandaged.
metallica is still in my memory, but no matter how hard I try, I can"t remember what we said together. All I remembe is his amor and his name. But I rather him not see what I look like now. My eyes are so bloodshot from those sleepless nights. My jaw is twisted, ;eaving my teeth visible. My head is badly bruised and skinned, I can barly type. Perhaps, I sould leave, but i keep thinking about Metallica1147 and the amor we shared togeter.
I'm broken and weak, but i'm fighting to live for Metallica's sake. it's all for him.
metallica is still in my memory, but no matter how hard I try, I can"t remember what we said together. All I remembe is his amor and his name. But I rather him not see what I look like now. My eyes are so bloodshot from those sleepless nights. My jaw is twisted, ;eaving my teeth visible. My head is badly bruised and skinned, I can barly type. Perhaps, I sould leave, but i keep thinking about Metallica1147 and the amor we shared togeter.
I'm broken and weak, but i'm fighting to live for Metallica's sake. it's all for him.
Hiya im Annacrombie and im here to talk about my new series: A new start,
Its my made up version of how the penguins of madagascar started the verry begining when the zoo opened there will be new characters and unexpected suprise's. Most of the things are madeup like the main character and a few other characters.
It also explains things like how they got the TV and stuff
i hope it should come out later this week
Thanks for leitura this
P.S Once the first episode is published if ypu would like to give me some idea's i will be happy to listen and maby fit it in.
Its my made up version of how the penguins of madagascar started the verry begining when the zoo opened there will be new characters and unexpected suprise's. Most of the things are madeup like the main character and a few other characters.
It also explains things like how they got the TV and stuff
i hope it should come out later this week
Thanks for leitura this
P.S Once the first episode is published if ypu would like to give me some idea's i will be happy to listen and maby fit it in.
