Hey! This is my first fanfic and... Yeah. That's that. The first chapter is longer than I had intended, so sorry. Hope you like it anyways. I'm not going to ask anyone to go easy on me with the reviews. It probably wouldn't help anything XD
Disclaimer: I don't own The Penguins of Madagascar. That is why this is a fanfiction site.
"Bad news, men."
A sturdily built penguin with a flat looking head entered the underground headquarters through a hatch in the ceiling. Having heard him speak, a smaller, rather chubby penguin stopped playing with his Lunacorn toys and gave the older bird an inquisitive took.
"What is it, Skippah?" The little penguin asked with an utterly adorable British accent. As he spoke, he tilted his head a bit, as if to emphasize his already obvious curiosity.
The penguin who had spoken first, apparently called Skipper, continued to walk towards the middle of the large, square room before answering. Leaning on one flipper against the table, he spoke.
"Our security is soon to be breached. There will be a a new arrival to the zoo come Wednesday, and judging from past experiences, that can't lead to anything good."
"Skipper," The tallest of the penguins looked up from some sort of contraption he had been working on and removed his safety goggles. "I understand why you've come to that conclusion, but don't you think you're being a bit..." He paused and rubbed the back of his egg-shaped head with his flipper. "Oh, I don't know..." He trailed off awkwardly again.
"Come on, Kowalski, spit it out!" Skipper had a hint of challenge in his voice, but mostly impatience.
"Paranoid." Kowalski finished. He said it a bit fast, but it was still very clearly understandable.
Skipper raised an *eyebrow at this.
"Paranoid?" It sounded like more of a statement than a question.
Kowalski shifted a bit uncomfortably as his eyes flickered to the side and back to the shorter penguin in front of him.
"Not necessarily paranoid." Was his attempted at an excuse. "But don't you think you're being a bit judgmental? I mean, we don't even know who this new animal is yet. They won't even arrive at the zoo until tomorrow."
Skipper, who seemed to be the leader, turned towards the two other penguins in the room, the chubby one and a taller one. Not quite as tall as Kowalski though he still looked stronger and more intimidating, with his not-entirely-sane grin and his tongue lolling out of his mouth. He even looked to have a small mohawk.
"Rico, Private." The leader addressed them. "What are your thoughts on the situation?"
Private, the short chubby one, seemed uncomfortable, but did however admit that he agreed with Kowalski.
"It's just," He explained. "I don't think it's right to say whether someone's bad or not without having met them."
"Hablabla bahablableh!" The intimidating one, Rico, babbled incoherently, rapidly shaking his head in agreement.
Skipper sighed, and paced in front of the other penguins.
"Men, I've been at this much longer than you." He looked at them."All of you."
"I think I'm right when I say that something's going to go wrong. If I weren't I wouldn't be standing in front of you. I would've ended up just like Manfredi and Johnson, as dead and gone as Rico's sanity."
Manfredi and Johnson were a popular topic of Skipper's. They had been his team before them, and judging from the stories they had apparently died in what might just be every way ever present in an action movie. Kowalski honestly didn't believe these penguins even existed, not that he would tell his commander. Private didn't even think to question their leader, however, and seemed to believe every word of the stories. Rico didn't give the tales much thought at all. Honestly, no one was really sure if that penguin gave much thought to anything.
The flightless birds stood in silence, and it got pretty uncomfortable. Skipper could tell his team still didn't agree with him though, that they didn't believe him when he said that the animal coming to the zoo couldn't be anything but bad news.
It wasn't like they made an effort to hide it either. Private kept shuffling his feet as he stared at the floor. Kowalski cleared his throat nervously and was also not looking at the flat-headed penguin. Rico's expression actually didn't look any different than his usual, but he didn't move so he must've known better than to try to walk away and just sat there like the rest.
That was when an otter with light brown fur dropped in.
"Hey guys," She started in an excited voice. "Did you hear? We're getting a new..."
She was quiet when she saw the penguins.
"Er, am I interrupting something?" She could practically taste the awkward in the small concrete room.
"Marlene! how many times do I have to tell you not to just to just barge into my HQ?"
Skipper sounded annoyed and even whiny, but still managed to be somewhat stern.
"How would you like it if we walked right into your habitat unannounced?" The commando penguin demanded.
The otter, Marlene, stuck out her hip and crossed her arms. She rolled her eyes and casually walked up to the penguins, stopping in front of Skipper.
"Actually, you've done that before. A lot of times, actually." She spoke in a voice that was somewhere in-between annoyed and amused, with a hint of sarcasm. "And, no, I don't like it."
The penguin almost looked offended, but covered it up by pretending that he thought she was just being irritating, and his expression barely faltered at all.
"'Ello, Marlene!" Private greeted her enthusiastically. No matter what Skipper thought or said, the private enjoyed her visits. Marlene was nice to him and could be very funny when she wanted to.
"Hey, Private." The otter replied. Her eyes explored her surroundings, stopping to rest on the contraption Kowalski had been working on earlier. She moved to get closer to it. She saw it was some sort of gun, a ray of sorts. Like in science fiction movies. It had a sleek, dark blue exterior. Marlene ran her hand down it side, stopping at the front. Looking closer, she found it wasn't a ray at all. It had a scanner at the front, like the kind used to scan the price of items at a checkout counter, except it curved in a kind of almost half-circle.
"What does this do?"
"Classified." Was Skipper's curt reply.
Kowalski told her anyways.
"It's my Thought Projector." He explained. "It scans one's thoughts and projects it back onto any flat surface. I'm not near finished yet, though. **I've still got to work on the atomic structure of the scanning particles, not to mention prevent the potential gamma radiation this could emit-"
Marlene interrupted the scientist, though. She sort of felt bad, but didn't see the use of listening to him if she only understood a few of the words he was saying.
"Well, it was nice chatting with you guys, but it's late and we've got a big day tomorrow! I'm so exited to meet the new neighbor."
Marlene began to climb up the ladder that led up to the hatch. Before exiting through it, though, she had a thought.
"It might even be neighbors."
Whew! First chapter is done. Review please. If you like it, tell me. If you hate it, still tell me. If you love it, you better tell me ):3
*I know penguins don't really have eyebrows. I couldn't think of a different word, but if anyone else can please tell me.
**I have no knowledge of science. I've never been good at it and didn't retain the information well at all. So I used big words that sounded scientific and could maybe pass as actually relating to the subject even though they don't :D