Teamwork 04.25.15
Note: This may contain spoilers for the Penguins of Madagascar Movie. I didn’t intend for two in a row, I promise. The inspiration for this came from RC2012’s, Retreat or Rescue (FanFiction.net).
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The North Wind agents had successfully escaped Dave’s submarine and were discretely moving through New York in paghahanap of a payphone or some other way to contact the NW headquarters, since Dave had taken all their communication devices. Luckily, not many people were around since most had gone to see the arrival of the “found” penguins. Finally, they found one near a bus stop. Agent Classified picked up the phone and started punching in the long code that would patch them through.
Eva landed on tuktok of the booth and pushed the switch hook. “Wait,” she said.
“Eva, what is it?” Classified asked irritably.
Eva looked away and pointed her wing across the street. “Look.”
The agents looked over to see televisions of various sizes displayed in a store window. It was ipinapakita a news broadcast of west Manhattan, where a horrifying scene was unfolding. The agents ran over and watched from the sidewalk.
“. . . are on the scene rounding up the hideous creatures,” the reporter was saying. “Panic and confusion has riddled the streets—are these the penguins Dr. Octavius Brine found? The tanong on everyone’s mind now is: What has happened to them, and what will?”
The reporter continued as the channel viewed the barrage of mutant penguins chasing humans, cats, dogs, and whomever else they could find. The agents turned to each other.
“We need to get that equipment now,” Classified said. He took a step back toward the payphone, but Corporal braced his big madala paw on his shoulder.
“Wait, we can’t just wait here and do nothing! Those penguins need us!” he said.
“But we have no gear!” Classified argued. “How can we help if we’re unarmed and unprotected?”
Eva landed on Corporal’s forearm. “I agree with Corporal. We are North Wind agents. What was the first thing we learned when we started training?” she asked.
Classified thought for a moment. “Well, I recall first learning how to break into a high-security facility with nothing but a fountain pen and my wit,” he sinabi with a suave smile.
Eva rolled her eyes. “No, we were taught that we could help other animals. That’s the reason we joined North Wind in the first place. Tell me, who saved us when we were at Dave’s mercy?” she asked sternly.
Classified shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t like admitting he’d been ‘saved.’ “Private,” he answered quietly.
“And what would have happened if he had taken the time to worry about having no fancy gadgets or equipment?” Eva inquired.
Classified didn’t respond.
“Eva is right,” Corporal cut in. “We have to go back.”
“I agree,” Short Fuse concurred.
“As far as I can see,” Eva continued, “the penguins have never used any high-tech gadgetry. Tell me, why are we so limited?”
Classified met each of their gazes and settled on Eva. “You had me at ‘no fancy gadgets or equipment,’” he sinabi with a prideful smile. “Let’s go save those penguins.”
The other agents smiled and nodded in agreement. Then they looked back down the kalye and frowned.
“The penguins are all the way across town,” Corporal observed. “How will we get there in time?”
Classified looked around. A few hundred feet down the street, he saw an ice cream truck sitting idle on the curb. He grinned.
“Don’t worry,” he sinabi narrowing his eyes in thought, “I have an idea.”
Note: This may contain spoilers for the Penguins of Madagascar Movie. I didn’t intend for two in a row, I promise. The inspiration for this came from RC2012’s, Retreat or Rescue (FanFiction.net).
— § —
The North Wind agents had successfully escaped Dave’s submarine and were discretely moving through New York in paghahanap of a payphone or some other way to contact the NW headquarters, since Dave had taken all their communication devices. Luckily, not many people were around since most had gone to see the arrival of the “found” penguins. Finally, they found one near a bus stop. Agent Classified picked up the phone and started punching in the long code that would patch them through.
Eva landed on tuktok of the booth and pushed the switch hook. “Wait,” she said.
“Eva, what is it?” Classified asked irritably.
Eva looked away and pointed her wing across the street. “Look.”
The agents looked over to see televisions of various sizes displayed in a store window. It was ipinapakita a news broadcast of west Manhattan, where a horrifying scene was unfolding. The agents ran over and watched from the sidewalk.
“. . . are on the scene rounding up the hideous creatures,” the reporter was saying. “Panic and confusion has riddled the streets—are these the penguins Dr. Octavius Brine found? The tanong on everyone’s mind now is: What has happened to them, and what will?”
The reporter continued as the channel viewed the barrage of mutant penguins chasing humans, cats, dogs, and whomever else they could find. The agents turned to each other.
“We need to get that equipment now,” Classified said. He took a step back toward the payphone, but Corporal braced his big madala paw on his shoulder.
“Wait, we can’t just wait here and do nothing! Those penguins need us!” he said.
“But we have no gear!” Classified argued. “How can we help if we’re unarmed and unprotected?”
Eva landed on Corporal’s forearm. “I agree with Corporal. We are North Wind agents. What was the first thing we learned when we started training?” she asked.
Classified thought for a moment. “Well, I recall first learning how to break into a high-security facility with nothing but a fountain pen and my wit,” he sinabi with a suave smile.
Eva rolled her eyes. “No, we were taught that we could help other animals. That’s the reason we joined North Wind in the first place. Tell me, who saved us when we were at Dave’s mercy?” she asked sternly.
Classified shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t like admitting he’d been ‘saved.’ “Private,” he answered quietly.
“And what would have happened if he had taken the time to worry about having no fancy gadgets or equipment?” Eva inquired.
Classified didn’t respond.
“Eva is right,” Corporal cut in. “We have to go back.”
“I agree,” Short Fuse concurred.
“As far as I can see,” Eva continued, “the penguins have never used any high-tech gadgetry. Tell me, why are we so limited?”
Classified met each of their gazes and settled on Eva. “You had me at ‘no fancy gadgets or equipment,’” he sinabi with a prideful smile. “Let’s go save those penguins.”
The other agents smiled and nodded in agreement. Then they looked back down the kalye and frowned.
“The penguins are all the way across town,” Corporal observed. “How will we get there in time?”
Classified looked around. A few hundred feet down the street, he saw an ice cream truck sitting idle on the curb. He grinned.
“Don’t worry,” he sinabi narrowing his eyes in thought, “I have an idea.”
