They are angry

Skipper added "Woah, woah, Private relax, it's not real, like what Kowalski said, it's just a prank, just don't believe everything you hear, right Rico?", "Yup" Rico said.

"Hmmm I guess you guys are right, I'm just scaring myself silly" I responded, chuckling. That night, I was busy cleaning up my bunk when I attempted to play the scary ring tone. Soon enough after that, I canceled the sound and proceeded to my bunk. Though scared, I was even mais curious if the sound file was just really a prank or an evidence to a real murder, either way I can't prove anything. I was thinking of homicide,...

CHAPTER THREE: Lemurs for the rescue

Skipper heard his comrade’s voices echoing behind the wall. All foursome were sitting in Kowalski’s lab, discussing over some medicine stuffs. He felt thirsty, terribly thirsty. And the only thing he could concentrate his thoughts on was a hot cup of his favorito catfish flavored coffee.
He rolled over in his cama and glanced at the table. It was about three meters away from his bunk. Although he felt terribly dizzy and weak he decided to try. He collected his strength, scrambled out of the cama and made few wobbly steps forwards.
He was on his halfway towards...

Okay, on as much as I know about Private (barely)I know he has a father named Sam peixe (read it and weep, actually, don't weep.. But on my Operation pinguim Game, Private mentions "My father Sam Fish" soo yea XD) So please enjoy my fanfic! :D (I PUT SWEAT AND BLOOD INTO THIS!! Wait, no that was frutas punch..)
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November 20th, 1995.

Skipper, a pinguim marched back and forth. Thinking worriedly and rapidly.
"Alright men. The Major General is coming.. I don't know why.. But.." Skipper went back into is thoughts.
Rico, the youngest pinguim por two years...

Note: This is my first Koico, Rowalski, Kico...whatever you'd like to call it. It is in Rico's point of view.

I watched him as he sat there, lonely as always. He never really seemed to care whether he had such company or not. Very careless indeed. I enjoyed to have him around all the time, he was a like a best friend to me...but there were times that I doubted our friendship. I didn't think that he didn't like me or something around that area, I just sometimes felt really close to him. Too close, I believe. Almost like brothers. Sometimes I felt even closer than that. I always wondered how...

Chapter 7

Rico’s eyes scrolled over the room, searching for the items that would be necessary for his rescue. He kept looking around but he couldn’t stay looking at something too long, the longer he took, the farther Marlene and Richard got. His stomach was feeling sick at the thought of Marlene and Richard EVER being together. That was just wrong. To Rico, he was some kind of molester…and he knew he probably was to anybody else.

The crazy pinguim shook his head and tried to get focused on what he was doing again, but it was pretty hard to concentrate when his doll was watching him every...