At-chu

AN/Lame title. It was the best I could think of.

The energetic tune of the bugal tone that sounded at
exactly six thirty every morning sent three penguins
leaping up and out of постель, кровати in size order. Kowalski, Rico,
and Private all stood side by side in erect posture.
They gazed strait on, Kowalski's expression solid and
serious though still half-awake, Rico, a solemn expression
on his scarred face all the same Ты could see the phyco
fire in his antarctican eyes, Private, who was last in the order,
carefully wiped sleep from one сирень eye, not breaking
his posture however. After waiting several seconds...

S:Skipper; K:Kowalski; P: Private; R: Rico; M:Marlene; J: Juline; k: killer h:Henry b: Brittany K: Karla


one день when the penguins were finish with their mission everybody was watching TV and skipper grabbed a old picture out of the cabinet of him with his brother and skipper sighted a few times and when the team was coming just to know what was wrong skipper quickly put the picture away
P: whats wrong skipper
k: is their something wrong skipper?
r: yok k[ translation Ты ok?
s: im OK im just looking at my pictures

in till all of the crew figured out that skipper had a picture of him and his brother...