"OK Arlene, stop and open you'r eyes...", Skipper sagte gently as he uncoverd his flippers from here eyes. "WOW!...Im outside...And i haven't gone crazy!! Skipper Du cured me!!" sagte M/arlene, turning around and giving Skipper a hug. "No...No prob Arlene", Skipper sagte starteld and also giving her a hug back.

King Julian, Mort and Maurice were sitting in a baum nearby. King julian was holding Mort upside-down, while Mort held two glass bottels in front of King Julians eyes. "Maurice, the bi-nocunarles are not of the working!!", King Julian yelled throwing the bottles and Mort from the tree."Binoculars, you'r highness, and... Von the way, can't Du see whats going on down there anyway?". "No, i can't, not without my bi-nocunarles! All i see is a PEnguin hugging a white Otte-... Maurice!! Can't Du see that PEnguin is hugging my Queen! Come we must plott a reveng against him..." "I like revanges!" sagte Mort who had managed to climb up the baum again.

"Ok where should we start?", asked Skipper as him and M/arlene were hiding behind an alley wall. "Well...I know she would like a musical instrument! So how about starting at Joe's Musik Store?", sagte M/arlene pointing to the nearest musical store."No-can-do, thats how Macfreedie and Jhonsen went... With a grenade hidden under u drum and a bomb under a guitar... They never stood a chance. I blame the owner, he was always throwing Peanuts into our habitat and shouting "DIE Du STUIPED OSTRITCHES!!!" M/arlene giggled and sagte "OK, then how about... Musik Maniacs?" "Sounds safe." sagte Skipper. Him and M/arlene enterd the store. "Shouldnt we check for the Shop assistant oder owner?", sagte M/arlene looking around a little frightend. "Nah, their on a PERMANENT lunch break."finished Skipper, immidietly sliding over towards the drums. "How do Du know?", asked M/arlene suspeciously."I come here every now and then to play some tunes. Du know, just to JC." he sagte picking up some drum sticks. "Anyway, what WOULD Marlene like for her birthday?", he sagte while he started playing a beat. "Well i know she would like to learn how to play the electric guitar... HEY!!! I know this tune! Party Rock Anthem right?!" she said."Yah! how' u know?!" " I Liebe that song...", she sagte picking up a electric gitarre and playing along with Skipper, after a while they stopped. "That was awesome! But which gitarre would she like?" Asked Skipper putting down the drum sticks. "This one..." sagte M/arlene, Wird angezeigt the one she had been playing. "OK, somethin to consider... Hey Du ever had a snow-cone before?" asked Skipper."Nope" sagte M/arlen. Putting down the Guitar. "Well come on!!" sagte skipper grabbing her Von the arm and pulling her offscreen.

"Ok, we need something EVIL!! We need to make that pinguin pay! sagte King Julian sitting on his throne. "How bout a bomb?" sagte maurice with a notepad and a pencil."BORING!!" sagte King Julian. "Or a pigeon poop on his head? Bow-and-arrow? oder Lesen his diary when he's asleep?" "No! It needs to be something so EVIL he shall never be trying to steal something from me again, that was never mine in the first of places, but none of the lessess... I GOT IT!!! Maurice mort, get me... a pen and paper and a tonne of cheese!!!..."

"OK, guests...CHECK, Decorations...CHECK...Music...CHECK...CAKE...Un-check, how's that Cake coming along Private?" asked Kowalski."Ummm...The Cake sort of disappeard." sagte Private sheepishly."But that was the last of the erdnussbutter, peanut butter winkies!" cried Kowalski. "Yes, it was..." private said, noticing a pice of cake still stuck onto his beak and quickly licking it off. "Well we will just have to make a plan then. Rico get me eggs, coco, butter, copper, batteries and a whole lotta glue..." "BUUULAH!!!" moaned Rico puking all the items out. "Uhhh, Ok lets get to work!..."

"These things are awesome!", M/arlene sagte loudly removing her face from a jumbo cone.Her and Skipper were sitting on a park bench with the sun setting."Told ya!"Said skipper eating his own. "So Du have never had one of these before?" asked Skipper. "Uhh, uh uh." she sagte muffeling the sounds out of her full mouth."Strike three and she's out", thought Skipper"Ok, watch out for the brain free-...uh nevermind..." M/arlene had finished the whole thing. "So, do any of the other guys know Du play drums?" she asked. "Nope, the drums are the real me, in front of the guys...Its a commando me...but thats another story." he sagte finishing his cone. M/arlen looked at him, and for the first time...properly, she knew how he looked, but now she realised, he is actually a different person inside. And he looked back at her. Thats when she noticed for the first time that he has striking blue eyes... "Uh-oh, not the L-O-V-E feeling!" they both thought "Skipper's my friend, my pal, my amigo! Go away thought" thought M/arlene."NO!! She's my friend just like MAarlen, if Du can keep those stuiped feelings away when you'r with Marlene, Du can do the same with her" he thought...Skipper and Marlene walked back to her habitat, "Thanks for the great Tag Skipper", sagte M/arlene. "No prob." sagte Skipper. "Goodbye forever Skipper, this is the last time i will be visiting." "Oh, well in that case... keep this." It was a bracelet, just weaved out of grass. "Umm...thanx i guess." sagte M/arlene. "Bye Arlene!" sagte Skipper with a devious smile, he turned around and walked away. "But i know this wont be our last encounter." sagte Skipper, pulling out a tracking device...

Sorry guys this is sorta the boring part, but its an important part!