Skipper and Marlene searched high and low for Rico in every place they would think where Rico would be, but had no luck. They searched threw New York, going threw each ally way, store and street, seeing if they could find him, but still no luck.
Skipper: ugh....where is he?
Marlene: who knows?
Skipper then turned around and stopped Marlene in her tracks and got up in her face.
Skipper:who knows?! Who knows?! Don't bạn care about him?! I don't tình yêu you?! I never had!! But Rico did!! He had a happy face on every time he came home!! He cared about you, hell, he wouldn't shut up about you!!
(my first in a series of episode style người hâm mộ fictions. and bởi that, i mean, the sort of stuff you'd see in an episode)
April 1st, 2013.
The Penguins woke up early that morning. Skipper watched the rest of his team tiredly crawl out of bed. Kowalski was first, followed bởi Private, and Rico....well, he just sort of rolled out of giường and hit the floor. He was still asleep.
Several attempts to wake him up were made until Private had the bright idea of placing a cá near Rico's head, intending for him to eat it when the crazed bird woke up, but just before he could place it on the stone floor, Rico's...