Kowalski, Rico, Private, Skipper

“Fifteen . . . sixteen . . . seventeen . . . eighteen . . . nineteen . . . twenty,” Kowalski counted as Skipper executed a series of pull-ups. Skipper dropped down into the wheelchair beneath him and worked the soreness from his muscles.

“Whew! Wow, I’ve been worrying about my legs so much, I’ve been neglecting my biceps,” he sinabi wiping sweat from his brow and reaching for a drink of water on a nearby table.

“Appears so, but twenty is good. Maybe you’ll do twenty-five tomorrow,” Kowalski sinabi with a smile. Skipper drank down the entire cup and set it down with a sigh.

“Maybe....

"You shouldn't have come Ringtail!" Skipper held the quivering figure of the lemur in a hug. The two were beaten, bloody, battered. They grasped onto each other like their life depended on it. "I should have forced you to go back to the zoo... It's my fault," The penguin's voice cracked. His face was riddled with pain.

"No... It is being my fault, Skipper. I am always trying to be tagged along with you on missions," He leaned his head farther into the crook of Skipper's neck. The commander was going to ask him what he was doing but then he realized that the king was sobbing. Skipper placed a...