AN: This is a little oneshot for all anorexics... exspecially my sweet little cousin, Sidney. I love you so much Sid! Hope you're getting through okay! Humanised. It'll be waay lnger nextpter, sorry!

Skipper's POV:

We got a new team mate a few weeks ago. Honestly, we all love him. We each took a likeness to the little guy.

Kowalski loved debating with him over morals and ethics. Sometimes, Private would even stump him. Rico felt more calm. Even less destructive. Me... I'm not sure, really. All I know is that an amused smile was always spread upon my lips whenever I saw his smiling face skip through the HQ.

Still, something was odd about him. Perhaps it was just my slightly crazed paranoia, but something was very suspicious about him...


I snapped my head out of my thoughts. He had such a... fake accent.

"Hmm?" I mumbled. The sudden shake out of my thoughts left me a little too shocked. Still, he smiled sweetly and reached his hand out.

"I was just wondering if I could take your mug to wash. If you're done with it, of course."

I smiled back and handed him my mug. His grin broadened as he walked, more like skip, to the kitchen. I watched him walk off. He was so... perfect. I feel weird thinking that, but it's true. He had a perfect skin tone, amazing cheek bones that fit his face stainlessly. The way he would tilt his face ever so slightly when he smiles was impeccable. Although, he was just the tiniest bit too thin to be completely unblemished.

"What are you thinking of?" Kowalski asked, a grin appearing at the corners of his mouth.

I shrugged. "Oh nothing. Just thinking about the new member." There was a moment of silence. "Does he seem a little strange to you?"

He stared at the door of the kitchen. Almost as if he could see through the wall at the young recruit.

"A little bit. He seems too..." He blushed, "cute looking and innocent to be on a team like ours."

I raised an eyebrow. "Ours?"

"Your's." He growled, annoyed. "I'm just saying that there is something suspicious about him. His only flaws really are his being a bit too thin than usual, and him being to obviously naive."

I chuckled. "I know right! Did you see how Blowhole's girl kept staring at him? Hilarious!"

Kowalski glared and raised his eyes. I hated that look.

"Fine," I rolled my eyes, "I'll go talk to him or something. Just stop giving me that look. You're gonna make a great dad one day with that look."

I grined and walked into the kitchen. Private was unloading the dishwasher, hhumming a little tune. He smiled when he saw me walk in.

"How are you?" He asked.

I didn't answer, instead I looked at the counter, with his hardly touched plate of food. "Did you even eat?"

He shrugged. "I wasn't that hungry. Are we watching a movie tonight?"

"Yup. Hope you like slasher. Rico's pick tonight."

"Okay. I'll be there in a minute." He said politely, struting towards the bathroom.

I grinned and waved him off. "Okay, but we're not waiting for you."