“Confessions”
January 1, 2015
Skipper paced back and forth just outside Marlene’s habitat. It was Friday, at almost eight o’clock at night. He promised he would tell her what had really happened that hari Blowhole had used his Serum on her, but he didn’t really realize what exactly he’d have to put into words. No matter how he arranged the confession in his mind, he couldn’t figure out how to say it without things getting too awkward. lebih importantly, he couldn’t figure out how to say it.
Finally, it was coming up on the jam and Skipper wasn’t planning on being late, especially for their first date. That still seemed a weird thought to him — their first date. After all this time knowing her, all this time wanting her, and he now had the opportunity to have her. The thought still scared him. Enemies always use who anda Cinta most against you.
Marlene looked at the clock. It was just about eight, the jam which Skipper berkata he’d be here. She had a meja, jadual with two cinder blocks to serve as chairs set up in the center of her cave, and had a small bouquet of ikan sitting on the floor where they could reach them. Where was he? She started wondering if he chickened out on her. He did seem rather reluctant when he confessed. What if he was having saat thoughts?
Before she could have any lebih doubts, she heard footsteps outside her cave and she quickly smoothed her bulu over. Skipper appeared at the entrance of her cave holding a plate of oysters on half-shells in one flipper and a daisy in the other. He looked a bit uneasy, but Marlene understood why. They’d known each other for a long time. The idea of finally going on their first tarikh was . . . strange. But a good strange.
“Hey,” he berkata quietly with a small smile.
Marlene laced her fingers behind her back. “Hey,” she berkata with a nervous smile. “Come on in.”
Skipper stepped ke hadapan and held out the oysters and daisy. “I, uh, brought these for you. To be honest, I’m not sure what one brings to a lady on the first date, but, uh, I thought anda might — like these?” he berkata awkwardly.
Marlene smiled bashfully and accepted the items. “They’re perfect, Skipper. Thank you,” she said, setting the oysters in the middle of the meja, jadual and putting the daisy in the vase on the shelf sejak her bed.
“So,” Marlene started, “shall we sit?” she asked, gesturing to the table.
“Sure,” Skipper said, stepping toward the table.
He was about to sit when a thought occurred to him and he walked to the opposite side — although a bit quicker than he’d intended — and pulled the cinder block out for Marlene. Marlene wrapped her arms around herself coyly and sat as Skipper took his kerusi, tempat duduk across from her.
For a moment, neither of them berkata anything and stared down at the table, trying to figure out how to break the ice.
“So . . .” Skipper started, raising his brow, “you look nice,” he berkata finally, looking at her.
Marlene cocked an eyebrow. “Thanks, uh, this is how I always look, though,” she replied with a nervous smile.
Skipper cleared his throat. “Right,” he said, looking down again.
There was another moment of silence before both of them started to say something at the same time. They laughed.
“You first,” Marlene said, laughing nervously.
“No, I insist anda go first,” Skipper replied.
Marlene smiled and realized her cheeks were burning. She hoped her bulu was hiding it. “Well,” she started softly, “you berkata you’d tell me what really snapped me out of”—she paused and looked at him—“out of that trance. How — did I snap out of it?”
Skipper locked eyes with her and swallowed, his smile fading. He felt his hati, tengah-tengah start to pound. “Well,” he said, folding his flippers on the table, and then unfolding them, “I’m not sure how to say it, to be honest,” he berkata with a nervous laugh.
Marlene looked surprised. She leaned ke hadapan on the meja, jadual as her curiosity grew even more. “Come on, Skipper. How bad could it be?”
Skipper shifted in his seat. “Well, it’s not bad, really,” he berkata without making eye contact. “It’s just —” He stopped short, failing to find the right word to use.
“Well, why don’t anda start from the beginning and just work up to it,” Marlene suggested.
Skipper took a deep breath and nodded. “All right,” he said, exhaling. “You came into the room and Blowhole ordered anda to kill me,” he started, looking from her to the table. “You started to — attack me, and I tried to fight anda off without hurting you. I —”
“But,” Marlene interrupted, her face contorting in confusion, “I was attacking you. I wouldn’t have held anything against anda for defending yourself,” she said, looking at him.
Skipper locked eyes with her. “I could never hurt you,” he replied softly.
Marlene held eye contact, unable to find a response.
“Anyway,” Skipper said, looking down, “I tried to bring anda back sejak telling anda things we’ve done in the past. I thought maybe I could get anda to remember me. But, it unfortunately didn’t work,” he said, looking at the floor to the left.
“So,” Marlene said, “what happened, then?”
Skipper looked at her again. “You really don’t remember?” he asked slowly.
Marlene thought really hard. Then she shook her head. “Every time I try, I see small bits and pieces, but never get further than —” She paused and looked at him as she realized she hadn’t disclosed that information to him yet.
“It’s all right, Marlene,” Skipper berkata with assuring eyes.
Marlene bit her lip. “I never get further than — anda telling me anda Cinta me,” she admitted.
Skipper remained silent for a moment, and then nodded as a thought occurred to him. “So, that’s why anda came to me this past Wednesday,” he concluded.
Marlene pressed her lips together and nodded slowly. “But I keep feeling like there’s lebih to it than just that,” she said.
Skipper exhaled. “Well, you’re right,” he berkata softly. “When I realized my strategy wasn’t working, I didn’t know what to do. Then I realized that I was going about it the wrong way. The Serum was controlling your mind, and there was nothing I could do about that. But . . . it wasn’t controlling your heart,” he explained, looking at her to assess her reaction. She seemed to start to understand what he was getting at. He took a deep breath and his hati, tengah-tengah rate accelerated.
“So, I caught anda off guard and I — took anda sejak the waist so I could look into your eyes,” he started, looking down. “I — did tell anda that I Cinta you, like anda remember,” he said. He looked at her again. She was leaning forward, waiting for him to continue. He looked down again. “Then I —” He paused, trying to get the words to form. “I —” he tried again. He closed his beak and exhaled.
“Skipper, it’s okay, anda can tell me,” Marlene urged.
Skipper locked eyes with her. “I know, I’m sorry, it’s just — a little hard for me to say the words,” he said, scratching the back of his neck.
Marlene laughed slightly. “Oh, come on, Skipper. How hard can it be? It’s not like you’re trying to say anda — I don’t know, kissed me atau something,” she said, laughing at the possibility. Skipper pressed his beak shut and looked down at the floor for a moment, and then locked eyes with her again. Even without saying anything, Marlene’s smile faded and she rose her brow in realization. “Oh,” she said, looking away, feeling the heat rush into her cheeks again.
For a couple minutes, neither of them berkata anything.
“So . . . how — was it?” Marlene asked awkwardly.
Skipper looked at her blankly, and then looked away and nodded slowly. “I-It was good,” he said, shifting in his seat.
Marlene bit her lip. “Can I ask anda something, Skipper?” she asked.
Skipper finally looked at her. “Of course, go ahead,” he said, happy to change the subject.
“How long have anda — felt this way about me?” she asked, pulling her arms to herself.
Skipper thought for a minute. “Honestly?” he said, locking eyes with her. “I’m not sure. When I first met anda — well, I’ll be honest,” he berkata with a smile, “I did have my suspicions on if anda were a spy atau not,” he admitted, causing Marlene to smile humorously, “especially with your frequent visits. But, oddly, I gradually became lebih comfortable around you. I liked the way anda smiled — the way anda laughed. For a while, I didn’t fully realize I’d fallen in Cinta with you. I think I realized it when . . .” His voice trailed off as he went into thought. He chuckled.
“What?” Marlene asked.
“I think I started to accept my feelings for anda when Kowalski made that silly Love-U-Later and berkata he wanted to use anda as a test subject,” he berkata with a humorous smile. “To be honest, I was . . .” He cleared his throat. “I was both relieved and a bit disappointed when it didn’t choose me,” he admitted without meeting her eye.
Marlene smiled bashfully and looked down. Skipper looked at her and smiled.
“All right, your turn,” Skipper urged. “I’m not the only one answering the questions, here.”
Marlene looked up at him and rested her elbows on the table. “Fair enough. Actually, I didn’t really realize until this past Wednesday. When I had that hazy memory of anda telling me anda Cinta me, I thought my mind was playing some kind of trick on me. But I found myself needing to know for sure. And to be honest, I was — kind of hoping it was true. I’d always known there was something about anda that I couldn’t shake, but the idea that anda would have feelings for me, it”—she paused and shook her head disbelievingly—“it made me realize that I actually liked the idea of us together,” she finished softly.
Skipper and Marlene locked eyes for a moment, but had to look away as the intensity grew.
“You know,” Marlene started, breaking the silence, “what anda berkata about hiding your feelings to protect me, that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me,” she said, looking at him with longing eyes.
Skipper smiled warmly at her. Then it faded. “I have to ask anda something, Marlene. Are anda sure anda know what you’re getting into here? I have a duty, Marlene. I protect this zoo, New York, and the world from threats that are usually oblivious to humans. I may not always be here when anda want me to be,” he said.
Marlene, much to Skipper’s confusion, just smiled. “That’s just it, Skipper. anda protecting the world? That’s — what I Cinta most about you,” she said. Skipper just looked back into her assuring eyes, trying to figure out how to respond. “I know exactly what I’m getting into, Skipper. What anda do is noble. While the idea of anda not always being here disappoints me a little, and the idea of anda putting yourself in life-threatening situations terrifies me, anda being one of those Brave enough to put others above themselves? I must admit, that’s your — well, your most attractive quality,” Marlene said, biting her lip.
Skipper felt the area around his ear-holes burn. He shook his head in disbelief. “I — never knew anda would’ve felt that way,” he berkata slowly.
Marlene smiled. “Then I guess we can thank Dr. Blowhole for bringing us together,” she said, shrugging a shoulder.
Skipper scowled a little. “Even if it brought us together, if I could go back and stop him from using anda for his evil schemes, I would,” he said, slightly growling. He looked at Marlene, who was frowning. “I’m sorry,” he said, forcing himself to calm down. “It’s just that if anda would’ve landed any other way, I could’ve Lost you. Never to have this moment with you, see your smile, hear your voice. anda have no idea how that makes me feel.”
Marlene searched for a response. “Skipper, I don’t know what to say. anda would sacrifice this just so he wouldn’t get to me?” she asked incredulously.
Skipper locked eyes with her for a moment. “You have no idea what I would sacrifice for you,” he berkata quietly.
There was another silence as Marlene maintained eye contact with her mouth hanging open, trying to get it to form words.
“Skipper!”
The two of them turned their heads as Kowalski ran into Marlene’s cave.
“There’s —” He stopped short as he took in the scene before him. As much as he wanted to ask, he realized his situation was lebih important and shook his head to bring himself back. “There’s a clog in the pipe leading to our pool and water pressure is building behind it. We have to fix it now before it bursts.”
Skipper looked at Marlene, who smiled in understanding.
“Go on, it’s okay,” she said, flicking her head toward her cave entrance.
Skipper sighed and gave her an apologetic look and stood up. He walked a couple of steps and came to a stop.
“Can anda fix it, Kowalski?” he asked.
Kowalski blinked. “Well, of course. But . . . anda usually give me authorization for any options I give,” he answered.
Skipper stood straighter. “Well, anda have my authorization. Whatever anda see needs to be done, do it immediately,” he said.
Kowalski shook his head in confusion. “Sir, are anda saying you’re not coming with me?” he asked.
Skipper glanced back at Marlene, who’d stood up and was watching with a bashful smile. He turned back to Kowalski.
“Affirmative. anda have my authorization to take command of this mission as anda see fit. I have confidence in you. Leave the lapor on the table. I’ll get to it when I return,” Skipper said.
Kowalski wanted to ask lebih questions, but realized he was running short on time. “A-All right. Yes, sir,” he said, with a hesitant salute. Skipper saluted back and Kowalski turned and left, giving each of them a curious look before doing so.
Skipper turned back to Marlene, who stepped up to him. “I can’t believe anda just did that,” she said, smiling.
Skipper chuckled. “Well, I figure a first tarikh should only be ended early for something much lebih serious than that,” he said.
Marlene bit her lip and looked down. Then she looked back to Skipper.
“What?” Skipper asked curiously.
Marlene shrugged a little as her hati, tengah-tengah started beating faster. “I was just — thinking about what anda berkata earlier about what happened in that fight. Just to jog my memory, anda berkata anda took me sejak the waist?” she asked a little coyly.
Skipper cleared his throat awkwardly. “That’s correct, Marlene,” he berkata softly with a smile.
Marlene stepped closer to him. “Like this?” she said, taking his flippers and pulling them around her waist. Skipper’s eyes widened and darted from Marlene to pretty much everywhere else and his hati, tengah-tengah accelerated.
“Uh,” he said, deeply clearing his throat, “y-yeah. I-I guess that’s about right, ahem!” he berkata without meeting her eye.
Marlene took a finger and pushed down on Skipper’s beak to force him into eye contact.
“Then anda said, what?” she asked, biting her lip again.
Skipper felt his hati, tengah-tengah skip a beat. He opened up his beak and had to force himself to say it — not because it wasn’t true, but because he knew what came afterward. “I Cinta you, Marlene,” he berkata softly.
Marlene rested her paws on his shoulders. “And then what did anda do?” she asked softly.
“I . . .” Skipper swallowed. “I kissed you,” he answered weakly, trying not to look at her lips.
Marlene looked at his beak for a moment, and then back into his eyes. “Like this?” she said, slowly pulling him forward. He didn’t object. He looked from her lips to her eyes until she gently touched her lips to his beak and their eyes closed.
Skipper felt a shiver run down his spine and Marlene felt her bulu stand on end. Skipper gripped her waist tighter and Marlene wrapped her arms around Skipper’s neck. Skipper stroked her bulu and Marlene gently dug her claws into the back of his neck.
After a few moments of kissing, Skipper reluctantly started to pull away and they looked into each other’s eyes, neither saying a word.
Finally, Skipper smiled. “The answer is no. This one was so much better.”
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Note: Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter. I remembered to post it on FanFiction but forgot to post it here. In case anda didn’t catch on, this is a sequel to “I Remember,” which was a sequel to “Skipper’s Curse.” I had a lot of fun Penulisan this one, and it is my personal kegemaran of all the shorts. I hope anda enjoyed the LAST installment of “Operation: Skilene.” Mission accomplished! Thanks for reading, and please review!
January 1, 2015
Skipper paced back and forth just outside Marlene’s habitat. It was Friday, at almost eight o’clock at night. He promised he would tell her what had really happened that hari Blowhole had used his Serum on her, but he didn’t really realize what exactly he’d have to put into words. No matter how he arranged the confession in his mind, he couldn’t figure out how to say it without things getting too awkward. lebih importantly, he couldn’t figure out how to say it.
Finally, it was coming up on the jam and Skipper wasn’t planning on being late, especially for their first date. That still seemed a weird thought to him — their first date. After all this time knowing her, all this time wanting her, and he now had the opportunity to have her. The thought still scared him. Enemies always use who anda Cinta most against you.
Marlene looked at the clock. It was just about eight, the jam which Skipper berkata he’d be here. She had a meja, jadual with two cinder blocks to serve as chairs set up in the center of her cave, and had a small bouquet of ikan sitting on the floor where they could reach them. Where was he? She started wondering if he chickened out on her. He did seem rather reluctant when he confessed. What if he was having saat thoughts?
Before she could have any lebih doubts, she heard footsteps outside her cave and she quickly smoothed her bulu over. Skipper appeared at the entrance of her cave holding a plate of oysters on half-shells in one flipper and a daisy in the other. He looked a bit uneasy, but Marlene understood why. They’d known each other for a long time. The idea of finally going on their first tarikh was . . . strange. But a good strange.
“Hey,” he berkata quietly with a small smile.
Marlene laced her fingers behind her back. “Hey,” she berkata with a nervous smile. “Come on in.”
Skipper stepped ke hadapan and held out the oysters and daisy. “I, uh, brought these for you. To be honest, I’m not sure what one brings to a lady on the first date, but, uh, I thought anda might — like these?” he berkata awkwardly.
Marlene smiled bashfully and accepted the items. “They’re perfect, Skipper. Thank you,” she said, setting the oysters in the middle of the meja, jadual and putting the daisy in the vase on the shelf sejak her bed.
“So,” Marlene started, “shall we sit?” she asked, gesturing to the table.
“Sure,” Skipper said, stepping toward the table.
He was about to sit when a thought occurred to him and he walked to the opposite side — although a bit quicker than he’d intended — and pulled the cinder block out for Marlene. Marlene wrapped her arms around herself coyly and sat as Skipper took his kerusi, tempat duduk across from her.
For a moment, neither of them berkata anything and stared down at the table, trying to figure out how to break the ice.
“So . . .” Skipper started, raising his brow, “you look nice,” he berkata finally, looking at her.
Marlene cocked an eyebrow. “Thanks, uh, this is how I always look, though,” she replied with a nervous smile.
Skipper cleared his throat. “Right,” he said, looking down again.
There was another moment of silence before both of them started to say something at the same time. They laughed.
“You first,” Marlene said, laughing nervously.
“No, I insist anda go first,” Skipper replied.
Marlene smiled and realized her cheeks were burning. She hoped her bulu was hiding it. “Well,” she started softly, “you berkata you’d tell me what really snapped me out of”—she paused and looked at him—“out of that trance. How — did I snap out of it?”
Skipper locked eyes with her and swallowed, his smile fading. He felt his hati, tengah-tengah start to pound. “Well,” he said, folding his flippers on the table, and then unfolding them, “I’m not sure how to say it, to be honest,” he berkata with a nervous laugh.
Marlene looked surprised. She leaned ke hadapan on the meja, jadual as her curiosity grew even more. “Come on, Skipper. How bad could it be?”
Skipper shifted in his seat. “Well, it’s not bad, really,” he berkata without making eye contact. “It’s just —” He stopped short, failing to find the right word to use.
“Well, why don’t anda start from the beginning and just work up to it,” Marlene suggested.
Skipper took a deep breath and nodded. “All right,” he said, exhaling. “You came into the room and Blowhole ordered anda to kill me,” he started, looking from her to the table. “You started to — attack me, and I tried to fight anda off without hurting you. I —”
“But,” Marlene interrupted, her face contorting in confusion, “I was attacking you. I wouldn’t have held anything against anda for defending yourself,” she said, looking at him.
Skipper locked eyes with her. “I could never hurt you,” he replied softly.
Marlene held eye contact, unable to find a response.
“Anyway,” Skipper said, looking down, “I tried to bring anda back sejak telling anda things we’ve done in the past. I thought maybe I could get anda to remember me. But, it unfortunately didn’t work,” he said, looking at the floor to the left.
“So,” Marlene said, “what happened, then?”
Skipper looked at her again. “You really don’t remember?” he asked slowly.
Marlene thought really hard. Then she shook her head. “Every time I try, I see small bits and pieces, but never get further than —” She paused and looked at him as she realized she hadn’t disclosed that information to him yet.
“It’s all right, Marlene,” Skipper berkata with assuring eyes.
Marlene bit her lip. “I never get further than — anda telling me anda Cinta me,” she admitted.
Skipper remained silent for a moment, and then nodded as a thought occurred to him. “So, that’s why anda came to me this past Wednesday,” he concluded.
Marlene pressed her lips together and nodded slowly. “But I keep feeling like there’s lebih to it than just that,” she said.
Skipper exhaled. “Well, you’re right,” he berkata softly. “When I realized my strategy wasn’t working, I didn’t know what to do. Then I realized that I was going about it the wrong way. The Serum was controlling your mind, and there was nothing I could do about that. But . . . it wasn’t controlling your heart,” he explained, looking at her to assess her reaction. She seemed to start to understand what he was getting at. He took a deep breath and his hati, tengah-tengah rate accelerated.
“So, I caught anda off guard and I — took anda sejak the waist so I could look into your eyes,” he started, looking down. “I — did tell anda that I Cinta you, like anda remember,” he said. He looked at her again. She was leaning forward, waiting for him to continue. He looked down again. “Then I —” He paused, trying to get the words to form. “I —” he tried again. He closed his beak and exhaled.
“Skipper, it’s okay, anda can tell me,” Marlene urged.
Skipper locked eyes with her. “I know, I’m sorry, it’s just — a little hard for me to say the words,” he said, scratching the back of his neck.
Marlene laughed slightly. “Oh, come on, Skipper. How hard can it be? It’s not like you’re trying to say anda — I don’t know, kissed me atau something,” she said, laughing at the possibility. Skipper pressed his beak shut and looked down at the floor for a moment, and then locked eyes with her again. Even without saying anything, Marlene’s smile faded and she rose her brow in realization. “Oh,” she said, looking away, feeling the heat rush into her cheeks again.
For a couple minutes, neither of them berkata anything.
“So . . . how — was it?” Marlene asked awkwardly.
Skipper looked at her blankly, and then looked away and nodded slowly. “I-It was good,” he said, shifting in his seat.
Marlene bit her lip. “Can I ask anda something, Skipper?” she asked.
Skipper finally looked at her. “Of course, go ahead,” he said, happy to change the subject.
“How long have anda — felt this way about me?” she asked, pulling her arms to herself.
Skipper thought for a minute. “Honestly?” he said, locking eyes with her. “I’m not sure. When I first met anda — well, I’ll be honest,” he berkata with a smile, “I did have my suspicions on if anda were a spy atau not,” he admitted, causing Marlene to smile humorously, “especially with your frequent visits. But, oddly, I gradually became lebih comfortable around you. I liked the way anda smiled — the way anda laughed. For a while, I didn’t fully realize I’d fallen in Cinta with you. I think I realized it when . . .” His voice trailed off as he went into thought. He chuckled.
“What?” Marlene asked.
“I think I started to accept my feelings for anda when Kowalski made that silly Love-U-Later and berkata he wanted to use anda as a test subject,” he berkata with a humorous smile. “To be honest, I was . . .” He cleared his throat. “I was both relieved and a bit disappointed when it didn’t choose me,” he admitted without meeting her eye.
Marlene smiled bashfully and looked down. Skipper looked at her and smiled.
“All right, your turn,” Skipper urged. “I’m not the only one answering the questions, here.”
Marlene looked up at him and rested her elbows on the table. “Fair enough. Actually, I didn’t really realize until this past Wednesday. When I had that hazy memory of anda telling me anda Cinta me, I thought my mind was playing some kind of trick on me. But I found myself needing to know for sure. And to be honest, I was — kind of hoping it was true. I’d always known there was something about anda that I couldn’t shake, but the idea that anda would have feelings for me, it”—she paused and shook her head disbelievingly—“it made me realize that I actually liked the idea of us together,” she finished softly.
Skipper and Marlene locked eyes for a moment, but had to look away as the intensity grew.
“You know,” Marlene started, breaking the silence, “what anda berkata about hiding your feelings to protect me, that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me,” she said, looking at him with longing eyes.
Skipper smiled warmly at her. Then it faded. “I have to ask anda something, Marlene. Are anda sure anda know what you’re getting into here? I have a duty, Marlene. I protect this zoo, New York, and the world from threats that are usually oblivious to humans. I may not always be here when anda want me to be,” he said.
Marlene, much to Skipper’s confusion, just smiled. “That’s just it, Skipper. anda protecting the world? That’s — what I Cinta most about you,” she said. Skipper just looked back into her assuring eyes, trying to figure out how to respond. “I know exactly what I’m getting into, Skipper. What anda do is noble. While the idea of anda not always being here disappoints me a little, and the idea of anda putting yourself in life-threatening situations terrifies me, anda being one of those Brave enough to put others above themselves? I must admit, that’s your — well, your most attractive quality,” Marlene said, biting her lip.
Skipper felt the area around his ear-holes burn. He shook his head in disbelief. “I — never knew anda would’ve felt that way,” he berkata slowly.
Marlene smiled. “Then I guess we can thank Dr. Blowhole for bringing us together,” she said, shrugging a shoulder.
Skipper scowled a little. “Even if it brought us together, if I could go back and stop him from using anda for his evil schemes, I would,” he said, slightly growling. He looked at Marlene, who was frowning. “I’m sorry,” he said, forcing himself to calm down. “It’s just that if anda would’ve landed any other way, I could’ve Lost you. Never to have this moment with you, see your smile, hear your voice. anda have no idea how that makes me feel.”
Marlene searched for a response. “Skipper, I don’t know what to say. anda would sacrifice this just so he wouldn’t get to me?” she asked incredulously.
Skipper locked eyes with her for a moment. “You have no idea what I would sacrifice for you,” he berkata quietly.
There was another silence as Marlene maintained eye contact with her mouth hanging open, trying to get it to form words.
“Skipper!”
The two of them turned their heads as Kowalski ran into Marlene’s cave.
“There’s —” He stopped short as he took in the scene before him. As much as he wanted to ask, he realized his situation was lebih important and shook his head to bring himself back. “There’s a clog in the pipe leading to our pool and water pressure is building behind it. We have to fix it now before it bursts.”
Skipper looked at Marlene, who smiled in understanding.
“Go on, it’s okay,” she said, flicking her head toward her cave entrance.
Skipper sighed and gave her an apologetic look and stood up. He walked a couple of steps and came to a stop.
“Can anda fix it, Kowalski?” he asked.
Kowalski blinked. “Well, of course. But . . . anda usually give me authorization for any options I give,” he answered.
Skipper stood straighter. “Well, anda have my authorization. Whatever anda see needs to be done, do it immediately,” he said.
Kowalski shook his head in confusion. “Sir, are anda saying you’re not coming with me?” he asked.
Skipper glanced back at Marlene, who’d stood up and was watching with a bashful smile. He turned back to Kowalski.
“Affirmative. anda have my authorization to take command of this mission as anda see fit. I have confidence in you. Leave the lapor on the table. I’ll get to it when I return,” Skipper said.
Kowalski wanted to ask lebih questions, but realized he was running short on time. “A-All right. Yes, sir,” he said, with a hesitant salute. Skipper saluted back and Kowalski turned and left, giving each of them a curious look before doing so.
Skipper turned back to Marlene, who stepped up to him. “I can’t believe anda just did that,” she said, smiling.
Skipper chuckled. “Well, I figure a first tarikh should only be ended early for something much lebih serious than that,” he said.
Marlene bit her lip and looked down. Then she looked back to Skipper.
“What?” Skipper asked curiously.
Marlene shrugged a little as her hati, tengah-tengah started beating faster. “I was just — thinking about what anda berkata earlier about what happened in that fight. Just to jog my memory, anda berkata anda took me sejak the waist?” she asked a little coyly.
Skipper cleared his throat awkwardly. “That’s correct, Marlene,” he berkata softly with a smile.
Marlene stepped closer to him. “Like this?” she said, taking his flippers and pulling them around her waist. Skipper’s eyes widened and darted from Marlene to pretty much everywhere else and his hati, tengah-tengah accelerated.
“Uh,” he said, deeply clearing his throat, “y-yeah. I-I guess that’s about right, ahem!” he berkata without meeting her eye.
Marlene took a finger and pushed down on Skipper’s beak to force him into eye contact.
“Then anda said, what?” she asked, biting her lip again.
Skipper felt his hati, tengah-tengah skip a beat. He opened up his beak and had to force himself to say it — not because it wasn’t true, but because he knew what came afterward. “I Cinta you, Marlene,” he berkata softly.
Marlene rested her paws on his shoulders. “And then what did anda do?” she asked softly.
“I . . .” Skipper swallowed. “I kissed you,” he answered weakly, trying not to look at her lips.
Marlene looked at his beak for a moment, and then back into his eyes. “Like this?” she said, slowly pulling him forward. He didn’t object. He looked from her lips to her eyes until she gently touched her lips to his beak and their eyes closed.
Skipper felt a shiver run down his spine and Marlene felt her bulu stand on end. Skipper gripped her waist tighter and Marlene wrapped her arms around Skipper’s neck. Skipper stroked her bulu and Marlene gently dug her claws into the back of his neck.
After a few moments of kissing, Skipper reluctantly started to pull away and they looked into each other’s eyes, neither saying a word.
Finally, Skipper smiled. “The answer is no. This one was so much better.”
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Note: Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter. I remembered to post it on FanFiction but forgot to post it here. In case anda didn’t catch on, this is a sequel to “I Remember,” which was a sequel to “Skipper’s Curse.” I had a lot of fun Penulisan this one, and it is my personal kegemaran of all the shorts. I hope anda enjoyed the LAST installment of “Operation: Skilene.” Mission accomplished! Thanks for reading, and please review!
