OPERATION: halaman awal SWEET HOME
CHAPTER THREE
~ Of Thursday and the Times ~
“All right, men, none of us want to see Marlene shipped out of here, so we need to come up with the right plan to block it,” Skipper declared as he took his kursi at the meja with the other penguins. “I want to hear every possible option.”
Rico grinned at the thought of every possible option, and promptly regurgitated a stick of dynamite.
“Kaboom! Kaboom!” he mumbled as he pulled the stick from his mouth. “Ha, ha, ha!”
Skipper shook his head.
“I like your attitude, Rico,” he said, “but what would we blow up, Marlene’s habitat? We kind of need that.”
As Rico then began to re-swallow his dynamite, a thought popped into Kowalski’s head.
“What’s so special about Thursday?” he wondered.
“What do anda mean, Kowalski?” Skipper inquired.
“I mean, when Marlene was talking to us, she berkata that she overheard Alice tell the two men she was with that she could have everything arranged to ship Marlene out on Thursday,” he responded. “Something tells me that those men needed to be guaranteed of this.”
“That ‘something’ is your gut, Kowalski,” Skipper replied as he smiled.
“But why?” Private asked.
“The gut can’t always tell anda why, Private,” Skipper replied. “But recon usually can.”
“You really think this is worth looking into?” Kowalski asked.
“Yeah, I do,” Skipper replied. “Who knows what kind of crooked backroom deal that zookeeper and those men might have cooked up together.”
Skipper then glanced up at the clock.
“Looks like Alice is still on her break,” he said. “Let’s roll on out of here and see if we can uncover some jawaban down at her office.”
And with that, the four set off for Alice’s office; sliding on their bellies the whole way, they reached it in no time, and were pleased to find the door unlocked.
“Search every drawer, open every filing cabinet,” Skipper ordered as they all entered. “Look everywhere, men; leave no stone unturned.”
As the team began to look for something to tell them just why Thursday was the hari that Marlene had to be shipped out on, Kowalski spotted something.
“Ah, Skipper,” he berkata as he stood on puncak, atas of Alice’s desk, pointing at a rock she used as a paperweight, “I think this may be the stone anda were referring to.”
“What do anda got there, Kowalski?” Skipper asked as he approached the desk.
Kowalski picked up the pieces of paper that were under the rock and skimmed them over before replying.
“It’s a cover letter and an accepted purchase order from the St. Louis Zoo,” he said. “Apparently they’re paying the Central Park Zoo $14,000 for a female otter.”
“Anything there about the Thursday mystery?” Private inquired.
“I was just getting to that,” Kowalski replied. “It says that they want to purchase a female berang-berang promptly, and if they cannot get ours oleh Thursday, they will rescind their offer and obtain an berang-berang from some other zoo.”
“Well, today is Monday, so that gives us three days to somehow block this abomination,” Skipper declared. “This zoo just wouldn’t be the same without Marlene.”
“Wouldn’t be the same?” Kowalski pondered as he rubbed his lower beak with a flipper. “Skipper! That’s exactly it!”
“What’s it?” Skipper wondered.
“Think about it, Skipper, the zoo really wouldn’t be the same without Marlene,” Kowalski replied. “Since she’s the only berang-berang here, the humans have come to expect to see her whenever they visit the zoo. I bet if they knew that there was a plan to ship our only berang-berang away, they would revolt and protest in front of the zoo armed with pitchforks.”
“Pitchforks?” Skipper questioned puzzledly.
“Well, maybe they wouldn’t get that up in arms,” Kowalski conceded, “but it would probably create a public relations nightmare for the zoo.”
“You really want to get the humans involved?” Skipper questioned. “Is that wise?”
“If we do it the right way it is,” Kowalski replied. “But, unfortunately, I do not know what that way is.”
After momentary silence, Private raised a flipper and jumped up with an idea.
“Oh, how about we send a copy of the papers tampilkan Marlene’s scheduled transfer to The New York Times?” he suggested. “They’ll spread the word all across the city.”
Skipper shook his head.
“Private, do anda really think that The New York Times has time for an berang-berang story?” Skipper questioned skeptically. “Aren’t they busy enough already giving premium advertising rates to organizations that they agree with?”
“What?” Private asked, confused.
“Oh, never mind,” Skipper shrugged, then tapping a flipper on Private’s shoulder. “All right, young Private, I guess it is at least worth a shot.”
Upon hearing his leader’s comments, Kowalski waddled over to the copy machine in the corner of the room and made a copy of the papers tampilkan that Marlene was to be transferred. Unlike the last time he had tried using a copy machine, he did not inadvertently copy his tailfeather region in the process.
“Here anda are, sir,” Kowalski berkata once he completed the copies and handed them to Skipper.
“Thanks,” Skipper berkata as he accepted them, then turning to Private. “Private, anda and Rico go tell Marlene about ‘Operation: Inform the Media’ while I stay here with Kowalski to get these papers ready to go out in the mail.”
Private nodded as he and Rico then began to leave Alice’s office.
“Wait!” Skipper then called to them. “I almost forgot, but Rico, I’m going to need a stamp.”
Rico then immediately hacked-up and handed his leader a postage stamp.
“It’s a good thing this stamp is the peel-and-stick type,” Skipper chuckled as he took it from Rico, “because it would probably be ruined if it was the kind anda have to lick.”
As Rico and Private then left Alice’s office to tell Marlene of the plan to expose her transfer in the pages of The New York Times, Kowalski handed Skipper an envelope that he had addressed to the paper’s news bureau.
“Kowalski, why did anda write your real name and the zoo’s address in the return address luar angkasa on this envelope?” Skipper questioned as he looked it over.
“Well, why not?” Kowalski wondered as he shrugged his shoulders. “I mean, it’s not like any human will ever know that there’s really a pinguin, penguin named ‘Kowalski A. Kowalski’ at the Central Park Zoo.”
“I guess,” Skipper somewhat hesitantly agreed as he put the papers inside the envelope, sealed it, and affixed the postage. “So, is there even a mailbox around here that a pinguin, penguin can actually reach?”
“Not exactly,” Kowalski replied as he motioned for Skipper to follow him out of Alice’s office, “but I’ll lift anda up so that anda can drop the envelope in.”
Skipper then followed Kowalski down to the nearest mailbox. Upon arrival, Kowalski lifted Skipper oleh the feet so that he could place the envelope inside.
“In the mailbox today,” Skipper komentar as he released the envelope, “on Page 1 tomorrow.”
And with that, the envelope was off to The New York Times. And Skipper just couldn’t wait to read the selanjutnya morning’s edition.
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CHAPTER THREE
~ Of Thursday and the Times ~
“All right, men, none of us want to see Marlene shipped out of here, so we need to come up with the right plan to block it,” Skipper declared as he took his kursi at the meja with the other penguins. “I want to hear every possible option.”
Rico grinned at the thought of every possible option, and promptly regurgitated a stick of dynamite.
“Kaboom! Kaboom!” he mumbled as he pulled the stick from his mouth. “Ha, ha, ha!”
Skipper shook his head.
“I like your attitude, Rico,” he said, “but what would we blow up, Marlene’s habitat? We kind of need that.”
As Rico then began to re-swallow his dynamite, a thought popped into Kowalski’s head.
“What’s so special about Thursday?” he wondered.
“What do anda mean, Kowalski?” Skipper inquired.
“I mean, when Marlene was talking to us, she berkata that she overheard Alice tell the two men she was with that she could have everything arranged to ship Marlene out on Thursday,” he responded. “Something tells me that those men needed to be guaranteed of this.”
“That ‘something’ is your gut, Kowalski,” Skipper replied as he smiled.
“But why?” Private asked.
“The gut can’t always tell anda why, Private,” Skipper replied. “But recon usually can.”
“You really think this is worth looking into?” Kowalski asked.
“Yeah, I do,” Skipper replied. “Who knows what kind of crooked backroom deal that zookeeper and those men might have cooked up together.”
Skipper then glanced up at the clock.
“Looks like Alice is still on her break,” he said. “Let’s roll on out of here and see if we can uncover some jawaban down at her office.”
And with that, the four set off for Alice’s office; sliding on their bellies the whole way, they reached it in no time, and were pleased to find the door unlocked.
“Search every drawer, open every filing cabinet,” Skipper ordered as they all entered. “Look everywhere, men; leave no stone unturned.”
As the team began to look for something to tell them just why Thursday was the hari that Marlene had to be shipped out on, Kowalski spotted something.
“Ah, Skipper,” he berkata as he stood on puncak, atas of Alice’s desk, pointing at a rock she used as a paperweight, “I think this may be the stone anda were referring to.”
“What do anda got there, Kowalski?” Skipper asked as he approached the desk.
Kowalski picked up the pieces of paper that were under the rock and skimmed them over before replying.
“It’s a cover letter and an accepted purchase order from the St. Louis Zoo,” he said. “Apparently they’re paying the Central Park Zoo $14,000 for a female otter.”
“Anything there about the Thursday mystery?” Private inquired.
“I was just getting to that,” Kowalski replied. “It says that they want to purchase a female berang-berang promptly, and if they cannot get ours oleh Thursday, they will rescind their offer and obtain an berang-berang from some other zoo.”
“Well, today is Monday, so that gives us three days to somehow block this abomination,” Skipper declared. “This zoo just wouldn’t be the same without Marlene.”
“Wouldn’t be the same?” Kowalski pondered as he rubbed his lower beak with a flipper. “Skipper! That’s exactly it!”
“What’s it?” Skipper wondered.
“Think about it, Skipper, the zoo really wouldn’t be the same without Marlene,” Kowalski replied. “Since she’s the only berang-berang here, the humans have come to expect to see her whenever they visit the zoo. I bet if they knew that there was a plan to ship our only berang-berang away, they would revolt and protest in front of the zoo armed with pitchforks.”
“Pitchforks?” Skipper questioned puzzledly.
“Well, maybe they wouldn’t get that up in arms,” Kowalski conceded, “but it would probably create a public relations nightmare for the zoo.”
“You really want to get the humans involved?” Skipper questioned. “Is that wise?”
“If we do it the right way it is,” Kowalski replied. “But, unfortunately, I do not know what that way is.”
After momentary silence, Private raised a flipper and jumped up with an idea.
“Oh, how about we send a copy of the papers tampilkan Marlene’s scheduled transfer to The New York Times?” he suggested. “They’ll spread the word all across the city.”
Skipper shook his head.
“Private, do anda really think that The New York Times has time for an berang-berang story?” Skipper questioned skeptically. “Aren’t they busy enough already giving premium advertising rates to organizations that they agree with?”
“What?” Private asked, confused.
“Oh, never mind,” Skipper shrugged, then tapping a flipper on Private’s shoulder. “All right, young Private, I guess it is at least worth a shot.”
Upon hearing his leader’s comments, Kowalski waddled over to the copy machine in the corner of the room and made a copy of the papers tampilkan that Marlene was to be transferred. Unlike the last time he had tried using a copy machine, he did not inadvertently copy his tailfeather region in the process.
“Here anda are, sir,” Kowalski berkata once he completed the copies and handed them to Skipper.
“Thanks,” Skipper berkata as he accepted them, then turning to Private. “Private, anda and Rico go tell Marlene about ‘Operation: Inform the Media’ while I stay here with Kowalski to get these papers ready to go out in the mail.”
Private nodded as he and Rico then began to leave Alice’s office.
“Wait!” Skipper then called to them. “I almost forgot, but Rico, I’m going to need a stamp.”
Rico then immediately hacked-up and handed his leader a postage stamp.
“It’s a good thing this stamp is the peel-and-stick type,” Skipper chuckled as he took it from Rico, “because it would probably be ruined if it was the kind anda have to lick.”
As Rico and Private then left Alice’s office to tell Marlene of the plan to expose her transfer in the pages of The New York Times, Kowalski handed Skipper an envelope that he had addressed to the paper’s news bureau.
“Kowalski, why did anda write your real name and the zoo’s address in the return address luar angkasa on this envelope?” Skipper questioned as he looked it over.
“Well, why not?” Kowalski wondered as he shrugged his shoulders. “I mean, it’s not like any human will ever know that there’s really a pinguin, penguin named ‘Kowalski A. Kowalski’ at the Central Park Zoo.”
“I guess,” Skipper somewhat hesitantly agreed as he put the papers inside the envelope, sealed it, and affixed the postage. “So, is there even a mailbox around here that a pinguin, penguin can actually reach?”
“Not exactly,” Kowalski replied as he motioned for Skipper to follow him out of Alice’s office, “but I’ll lift anda up so that anda can drop the envelope in.”
Skipper then followed Kowalski down to the nearest mailbox. Upon arrival, Kowalski lifted Skipper oleh the feet so that he could place the envelope inside.
“In the mailbox today,” Skipper komentar as he released the envelope, “on Page 1 tomorrow.”
And with that, the envelope was off to The New York Times. And Skipper just couldn’t wait to read the selanjutnya morning’s edition.
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if manfredi and Johnson were still alive I think it would go like this.....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE hari SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT hari SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told cinta potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent tampil gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN tagihan, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops aman, brankas on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the gajah foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs aman, brankas and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
manfredi: ATENTION MEN, TODAY IS THE 4TH ANIVERSARY OF THE hari SKIPPER AND KOWALSKI MET THEIR FATE IN THAT hari SPA INCIDENT,
private; I thought it was something to do with a whale?
rico:blaugh blagga blappo flying pirhanas
Johnson: I was told cinta potion #37
benny(new recruit):a talent tampil gone wrong with chinese lanterns?
skippers ghost (DUN tagihan, dun DUUUUN):NO it was all manfredis fault, he (manfredi sucks him up with vaccum)
kowalskis ghost: as skipper was saying we were in manila when(manfredi drops aman, brankas on him)
skippers ghost(escaping from vaccum): trust me skipper what could go wrong he said...(vaccum is thrown out of window)
kowalskis ghost (stepping out of safe): and then the gajah foot went off and the manillan border patrol...(is aslo thrown out window)
(manfredi grabs aman, brankas and grenade and throws both out window
BOOOOOM
all stare at manfredi then take a step back....
Sorry if it's not chapter five.
"Kowalski," berkata Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
***
They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that berkata TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of menulis right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. anda don't have to read this
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"Kowalski," berkata Skipper "were going to Dads house."
"Is that bad?" asked Kowalski anxiously.
Skipper nodded.
***
They arrived at a large house. It had a sign on the door that berkata TO BE CONTINUED
Sorry I'm sick of menulis right now. I need to make this longer.
~~~,~~~~••••••••••• shaps. anda don't have to read this
Qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm1234567890-/:;()$&@".,?!'[]{}#%^*+=_\|~<>€£¥•.,?!'
47 Vs. Rico
Fighting style: boxing, karate, Kung Fu
Weapons: Twin-Silver Ballars, anything he can find in the area
Description: A bald assain, trained highly in the ways of contract killing.
Rico
Fighting style: Karate
Weapons: What ever the heck is in his gut.
Description: A psychotic little pinguin, penguin who shows no regards towards the rules. But is controlling of his use of explosives.
Rico walks alone in Central Park no one is around little does he know a hit was placed on him and agent 47 was sent after him. 47 waits for Rico to come out into the open. 47 the hears a twig snap under Rico's foot, he draws out his silver ballers. As Rico hears 47 emerge from behind the pohon he lets loose with a smoke bomb. As the smoke clears 47 is no where to be found. As Rico continues on his way a W2000 sniper senapan goes off getting Rico in the chest. Victory goes to 47.
"Ew," Rico said.
Skipper ran over and hugged her. "I missed you," he said.
Abigail pushed him.
Skipper fell on Rico. "Ew," Rico said.
Private said, "I'm confused. Can somebody tell me what's going on?"
Abigail said, "Skipper's my brother and Kowalski's my boyfriend."
"Why does Rico keep saying ew?" Private asked.
Rico berkata "ew" again.
"I have no idea," Abigail said.
Julien ran over and asked Abigail to marry him. Abigail pushed him into the pool.
Mort ran over and grabbed Julien's feet, and then they both fell in the pool. Then Skipper had to pull them out.
"Is that a yes?" Julien asked Abigail.
"No," Abigail said.
Julien started crying and walked stupidly away.
Kowalski went over and asked Abigail to marry him.
Abigail nodded.
"Ew," Rico said.
