---Skipper's mission---
He heard Private's blood curtling scream. Terror filled the leader's body. "Private! Where are you!? Private!"
He raced in the direction he heard his scream. Finally he reached the alley. His eyes immediately met Private's feathers on the ground. The bold leader, feeling ashamed and sorrowful, wept. Little did he know that some one was sneaking up behind him.
---Flashback---
After a dangerous mission the penguins decided it was best if baby Private got a new home. Finally they found Private a family who wanted to adopt him. Skipper never wanted to let him go. All of the team had made a bond with the chick-even though the ペンギン was too young to talk. The chick hugged Skipper's neck. "Goodbye, Young Private." Skipper whispered softly.
"Bye-bye, Daddy."
"Aww," Kowalski cooed.
---Private's mission---
Private woke up startled and confused. The only thing he could remember was being hit in the back of his head. He was in a cage. The room around him looked old and vacant. It was some type of factory that hadn't been used in a while. A musty smell stained the air. "Hello? Where am I?" Private called out-his voice shaking. "Private, is that you?" A familiar voice asked.
Private turned around to see his Uncle Nigel. He was trapped just as he was.
"Where are we?" Private shivered. "Some kind of old toy factory, I supose." Nigel guessed. "Who did this?" Private questioned astonishedly. "Well, it's probably-" He was interrupted.
"The Red Squirrel!"
"Wait, I thought あなた were captured-"
"You thought that ninnycompoop Rockgut could keep me?"
He heard Private's blood curtling scream. Terror filled the leader's body. "Private! Where are you!? Private!"
He raced in the direction he heard his scream. Finally he reached the alley. His eyes immediately met Private's feathers on the ground. The bold leader, feeling ashamed and sorrowful, wept. Little did he know that some one was sneaking up behind him.
---Flashback---
After a dangerous mission the penguins decided it was best if baby Private got a new home. Finally they found Private a family who wanted to adopt him. Skipper never wanted to let him go. All of the team had made a bond with the chick-even though the ペンギン was too young to talk. The chick hugged Skipper's neck. "Goodbye, Young Private." Skipper whispered softly.
"Bye-bye, Daddy."
"Aww," Kowalski cooed.
---Private's mission---
Private woke up startled and confused. The only thing he could remember was being hit in the back of his head. He was in a cage. The room around him looked old and vacant. It was some type of factory that hadn't been used in a while. A musty smell stained the air. "Hello? Where am I?" Private called out-his voice shaking. "Private, is that you?" A familiar voice asked.
Private turned around to see his Uncle Nigel. He was trapped just as he was.
"Where are we?" Private shivered. "Some kind of old toy factory, I supose." Nigel guessed. "Who did this?" Private questioned astonishedly. "Well, it's probably-" He was interrupted.
"The Red Squirrel!"
"Wait, I thought あなた were captured-"
"You thought that ninnycompoop Rockgut could keep me?"
Marlene: "Good day, my Lords!"
*Penguins look at Marlene*
Kowalski: "Orbs of great fire!"
Marlene: "I bid you! I know not of thee!"
Skipper: "Greetings! Beauteous are thee...thou art very pretty...Uhh...Wherefore needest it thou? .... *looks at Kowalski* Sir Kowalski,what say you?"
Kowalski: "By my troth! Henceforth thee dwelling midst a mistress!"
Marlene: "I know not that name!"
Kowalski: "Tis most slendid of oppourtunities, dost thee whence of wisdom before shall canst a goodly length in thee past of times!"
Marlene: "Wilt thou speak of thee? I trow not!"
Kowalski: "Mistress fare thee in thou tongue of flibbbergim!"
Marlene: "Thee speak of nonsense, good sir-"
Kowalski: "Incredulous!"
Marlene: "Naught thee! My name be thou- *Kowalski grabs her tongue* MMarr-lenne!"
Skipper,Private and Rico: "Arlene!"
Skipper: "Ye art hath thee hearts of noble men!"
Marlene: "My..lord?"
Skipper: "My lady 発言しました thee!"
*Penguins look at Marlene*
Kowalski: "Orbs of great fire!"
Marlene: "I bid you! I know not of thee!"
Skipper: "Greetings! Beauteous are thee...thou art very pretty...Uhh...Wherefore needest it thou? .... *looks at Kowalski* Sir Kowalski,what say you?"
Kowalski: "By my troth! Henceforth thee dwelling midst a mistress!"
Marlene: "I know not that name!"
Kowalski: "Tis most slendid of oppourtunities, dost thee whence of wisdom before shall canst a goodly length in thee past of times!"
Marlene: "Wilt thou speak of thee? I trow not!"
Kowalski: "Mistress fare thee in thou tongue of flibbbergim!"
Marlene: "Thee speak of nonsense, good sir-"
Kowalski: "Incredulous!"
Marlene: "Naught thee! My name be thou- *Kowalski grabs her tongue* MMarr-lenne!"
Skipper,Private and Rico: "Arlene!"
Skipper: "Ye art hath thee hearts of noble men!"
Marlene: "My..lord?"
Skipper: "My lady 発言しました thee!"
Dumb Kowalski's conversation with Skipper
Kowalski: Hi, I'm a penguin.
Skipper: Okay.
Kowalski: Are あなた a penguin?
Skipper: Yes.
Kowalski: Yay! We're sisters!
Skipper: We'd better go outside. It's almost feeding time.
Kowalski: I like feeding things!
Skipper: We are the ones that get fed.
Kowalski: I hate feeding time. Why can't we feed ourselves?
Skipper: あなた can.
Kowalski: Yay! I 愛 lemurs!
Skipper: Fine. *goes up the ladder*
Kowalski: No, Skipper, don't leave me here alone, with all the monsters! *clings onto Skipper's foot like a toddler*
Skipper: Then あなた can come out with us.
Kowalski: Hooray for fish!
Skipper: *sigh*
Kowalski: Hi, I'm a penguin.
Skipper: Okay.
Kowalski: Are あなた a penguin?
Skipper: Yes.
Kowalski: Yay! We're sisters!
Skipper: We'd better go outside. It's almost feeding time.
Kowalski: I like feeding things!
Skipper: We are the ones that get fed.
Kowalski: I hate feeding time. Why can't we feed ourselves?
Skipper: あなた can.
Kowalski: Yay! I 愛 lemurs!
Skipper: Fine. *goes up the ladder*
Kowalski: No, Skipper, don't leave me here alone, with all the monsters! *clings onto Skipper's foot like a toddler*
Skipper: Then あなた can come out with us.
Kowalski: Hooray for fish!
Skipper: *sigh*