Okay, I decided to take a break from my other fanfiction to write this. It's a Kico story, so if you don't like Kico, please don't waste your time commenting on it.
I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall. I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love. Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it? I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the sagot to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked. "'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked. I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically...
Skipper stood in the doorway, shocked at what he had just seen.
Was…was that a painting of…of ME?! He thought to himself, still not believing his own two eyes.
“Nah that wasn’t me, it was probably just a ibong dagat from her old aquarium.” He sinabi to himself as he waddled out of Marlene’s habitat.
“Yea that’s what it was, just an old friend of hers that just happens to look like me.” Skipper continued, smiling as he tried desperately to convince himself that he had not just seen a painting of himself in Marlene’s habitat.
He kalapati to the ground and slid on his belly...