“The Other Man That Doesn’t Exist Yet” December 11, 2014
Skipper stood outside Marlene’s habitat. Earlier that day, the team had snuck into Alice’s office to order some sweet elusive Polish sauerkraut, and Alice had left the sign-up Список for the Breeding Program on her computer. Marlene’s name was on it. From the moment he saw it, his сердце fluttered. He wasn’t quite sure why. It was just the thought of Marlene feeling as if she needed someone. Why that would bother him was another mystery. He took a deep breath and entered.
“Hey, Skipper! What’s up?” Marlene сказал(-а) as he approached...
Skipper and Marlene smiled as they finished decorating the small Рождество дерево in her habitat. Once they’d finished wrapping thin garlands and LED lights around it and hanging tiny hand-made ornaments, they stood back and admired their work.
“Well,” Skipper said, taking her by the waist from the side, “I think it turned out pretty well.”
Marlene smiled and rested her paw on his chest. “I think so too. I had a good time decorating it with you.”
Skipper looked back to the tree. “You too, Marlene,” he replied. “Let’s turn off the lights...
Marlene yawned. “Thanks for taking me to that Enrique Guitaro concert, guys,” she сказал(-а) to the penguins as they drove her home. “It went a lot better than last time. And going backstage? That was”—she yawned again as if she hadn’t slept in days—“really awesome,” she finished.
Skipper chuckled from his place to the right of her. “I don’t think staying up all the way to one in the morning is a good idea for you.”
Marlene shook her head. “No, no, I’m awake.” She fought off another yawn and rubbed her eyes. “Tack as a sharp.”