Private didn't even have to lift his head to tell it wasn't Skipper. Skipper's feathers were softer, and he felt like a much thêm comfortable pillow. He was so deep in thought that, when the chim cánh cụt moved; he jumped up.
Private breathed out a sigh of relief.
"No need to be alarmed, Private. It's just me." Kowalski consoled.
"Where's Skipper? Wait! Where's Celeste?!" Private cried.
"He went fishing, but he didn't want to wake you. So he told me to let bạn sleep." Kowalski explained. Private nodded. "By the way, Celeste is over there sleeping. Why does it matter?"
Private flinched. "It doesn't. I was just… never mind."
"All right," Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến gruffly. Private took two tries to use his core muscles to force him up into a sitting position.
"Private," Kowalski said, as Private was about to get up. His voice sounded sincere with concern. Private listened intently. "I hear you're having issues with a certain female."
"What?"
"Lucky for you, I'm an expert with the ladies, if bạn haven't noticed; already. Yes, indeedy, I don't mean to brag, but they just can't handle the Kowalski. After bạn talked to Skipper last night, maybe bạn could use some Lời khuyên from a younger penguin. One thêm active in the dating world." Kowalski winked and elbowed Private.
"Oh um… as lovely as that sounds, Kowalski. I think I can handel this." Private stammered, awkwardly.
"Oh," Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến flatly. "All right,"
"If you're okay with that," Private tried sparing Kowalski's feelings.
"I don't blame you." Kowalski paused. "I haven't been good at romance, since……" He sniffled. "Doris!" His sniffs turned into a sob. Private patted his back.
He soon waddled off. The round little chim cánh cụt crept toward Celeste who was sleeping. She was peaceful in what appeared to be a slumber. She rose with each inhale and shrunk while exhaling. Private didn't know what to do, but at that second; he didn't care. He was aroused bởi her beauty.
Her eyes flickered open in a second. They were a bright yellow. She was happy, but skeptical.
"What?"
"I-I thought bạn were sleeping."
She laughed. "Scared you, huh?"
"Yes!"
"Do all penguins watch each other sleep?"
"No,"
"Wait, if bạn know about…; then why are bạn still talking to me? Aren't bạn afraid hoặc even concerned?"
"Not at all. I know, bạn won't hurt me."
"Yeah, you; but not Skip-"
Private put his flipper to her beak gently.
"I was thinking. It can't be impossible, but it will be hard."
"I'm listening."
"This isn't like you! bạn don't want to hurt any one. So maybe, we could come up with a way to-"
"You don't understand, Private! When I hunt, I tình yêu killing the prey! I tình yêu the taste! That would include your Skipper! I can't help myself!"
"What are bạn talking about?!"
Her eyes morphed into a mixture of black and a hint of blue.
"Let's go for a walk. I want to hiển thị bạn something." She said.
Clouds hung over head, as they waddled farther away from the camp.
"Where are we going?" Private asked.
His Những người bạn disappeared behind them. And like before, Celste was gone. A rustling noise came from behind him.
He spun around, and gasped.
A gigantic racoon was feeding behind a few blades of grass. In its charcoal black fingers and lethal claws was some kind of animal. The only reason he could tell was because the captive prey was struggling. Lifting it to its mouth and pointy teethy, the racoon crunched on what sounded like an exoskeleton-probably one of a crab. The racoon didn't expect to become a midnight snack herself.
Private breathed out a sigh of relief.
"No need to be alarmed, Private. It's just me." Kowalski consoled.
"Where's Skipper? Wait! Where's Celeste?!" Private cried.
"He went fishing, but he didn't want to wake you. So he told me to let bạn sleep." Kowalski explained. Private nodded. "By the way, Celeste is over there sleeping. Why does it matter?"
Private flinched. "It doesn't. I was just… never mind."
"All right," Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến gruffly. Private took two tries to use his core muscles to force him up into a sitting position.
"Private," Kowalski said, as Private was about to get up. His voice sounded sincere with concern. Private listened intently. "I hear you're having issues with a certain female."
"What?"
"Lucky for you, I'm an expert with the ladies, if bạn haven't noticed; already. Yes, indeedy, I don't mean to brag, but they just can't handle the Kowalski. After bạn talked to Skipper last night, maybe bạn could use some Lời khuyên from a younger penguin. One thêm active in the dating world." Kowalski winked and elbowed Private.
"Oh um… as lovely as that sounds, Kowalski. I think I can handel this." Private stammered, awkwardly.
"Oh," Kowalski đã đưa ý kiến flatly. "All right,"
"If you're okay with that," Private tried sparing Kowalski's feelings.
"I don't blame you." Kowalski paused. "I haven't been good at romance, since……" He sniffled. "Doris!" His sniffs turned into a sob. Private patted his back.
He soon waddled off. The round little chim cánh cụt crept toward Celeste who was sleeping. She was peaceful in what appeared to be a slumber. She rose with each inhale and shrunk while exhaling. Private didn't know what to do, but at that second; he didn't care. He was aroused bởi her beauty.
Her eyes flickered open in a second. They were a bright yellow. She was happy, but skeptical.
"What?"
"I-I thought bạn were sleeping."
She laughed. "Scared you, huh?"
"Yes!"
"Do all penguins watch each other sleep?"
"No,"
"Wait, if bạn know about…; then why are bạn still talking to me? Aren't bạn afraid hoặc even concerned?"
"Not at all. I know, bạn won't hurt me."
"Yeah, you; but not Skip-"
Private put his flipper to her beak gently.
"I was thinking. It can't be impossible, but it will be hard."
"I'm listening."
"This isn't like you! bạn don't want to hurt any one. So maybe, we could come up with a way to-"
"You don't understand, Private! When I hunt, I tình yêu killing the prey! I tình yêu the taste! That would include your Skipper! I can't help myself!"
"What are bạn talking about?!"
Her eyes morphed into a mixture of black and a hint of blue.
"Let's go for a walk. I want to hiển thị bạn something." She said.
Clouds hung over head, as they waddled farther away from the camp.
"Where are we going?" Private asked.
His Những người bạn disappeared behind them. And like before, Celste was gone. A rustling noise came from behind him.
He spun around, and gasped.
A gigantic racoon was feeding behind a few blades of grass. In its charcoal black fingers and lethal claws was some kind of animal. The only reason he could tell was because the captive prey was struggling. Lifting it to its mouth and pointy teethy, the racoon crunched on what sounded like an exoskeleton-probably one of a crab. The racoon didn't expect to become a midnight snack herself.
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Cleverbot: You're fred?
User: Yeah. Well that's what my parents named me. It could have changed since then.
Cleverbot: How do I know you're not lying?
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Cleverbot: Because I'm a nice person.
User: That's nice.
Cleverbot: Ask me a real question.
User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Person, place, hoặc thing?
User: What?
Cleverbot: So how would bạn define yourself? Are bạn yourself because of your actions, hoặc are your actions based on who bạn are?
User: I'm a squirrel.
Cleverbot: Yes bạn are a squirrel.
User: Uh-huh.
Cleverbot: Haha.
User: What's funny?
Cleverbot: You.
User: Um good. I guess.
Cleverbot: You're hopeless...
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Cleverbot: *facepalm*
User: Why are bạn hitting yourself?
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@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Merp.
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Huh?
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Hey. xin chào KOWALSKI!! HEY!!!
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange I will ignore that..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Knife.
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange I have a cup and a juicer bởi my side.. Want a round?
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Naaaaa. I'm good bro :3
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Then di chuyển back a bit because I have a lemon..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Whut....
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Nothing..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Ms.Gomez shall get you.~
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@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Uhh... That didn't make sense.. Why don't bạn crawl into a #pantry and die already..