“Really Together”
November 18, 2014
Skipper and Marlene smiled as they finished decorating the small Weihnachten baum in her habitat. Once they’d finished wrapping thin garlands and LED lights around it and hanging tiny hand-made ornaments, they stood back and admired their work.
“Well,” Skipper said, taking her Von the waist from the side, “I think it turned out pretty well.”
Marlene smiled and rested her paw on his chest. “I think so too. I had a good time decorating it with you.”
Skipper looked back to the tree. “You too, Marlene,” he replied. “Let’s turn off the lights and see how well the LEDs do,” he said, releasing her and crossing the room. Marlene prepared to plug up the Weihnachten baum lights. “Ready?”
Marlene nodded and Skipper turned off the lights as Marlene pushed the plug into the wall. The baum glimmered with soft golden, red, green, blue, white, and lavender light. Marlene and Skipper returned to the front of the tree, smiling at its beauty.
“If only I had an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis to put on top,” Marlene sighed.
Skipper thought for a moment and turned to her. “I don’t know. I don’t think you’d find it comfortable up there,” he sagte with a smile. She met his eye for a moment and then looked away, her cheeks burning. Skipper took her Von the waist again. “Come on, Du have to admit Du totally walked into that one.”
Marlene awkwardly fiddled with his chest feathers, not meeting his eye. “I hate how Du know just how to make me bashful,” she sagte quietly.
Skipper smiled humorously and pulled her closer so her ear was just Weiter to his beak. “But Du also kind of like it, right?” he sagte softly.
Marlene bit her lip and nuzzled into his neck. “Maybe a little,” she replied in a whisper.
Skipper looked at the back of her head out of the corner of his eye with a smile. “I guess this would make our first Weihnachten together. Really together.”
Marlene rested herself against him. “Yep. To think, just last year, we wouldn’t have believed our relationship would come this far.”
Skipper pulled away so he could look into her eyes. “And if we would’ve never had that argument, we wouldn’t have fully realized how much we care about each other.”
Marlene smiled and Skipper pressed his forehead to hers.
“Can I at least have a star, sterne to put on the tree?” Marlene asked.
Skipper smiled suavely. “I wouldn’t dare take the stars out of your beautiful eyes.”
Marlene pressed her lips together as Mehr heat rushed into her cheeks and she shoved him, but Skipper tightened his grip on her waist.
“Come on, Du walked into that one too,” he sagte with a laugh.
Marlene looked down smiling, without giving an answer. Skipper looked at the tree.
“I almost forgot,” he said, releasing her waist. “Kowalski innovated the lights. Observe.”
Skipper double-clapped his flippers together and the baum began to gently flicker the soft lights at the tempo of a calm snowfall. He turned to Marlene, who was smiling at the baum with the lights dancing in her eyes and off her fur. She turned to him and he slipped his flippers around her waist again with a warm smile.
He glanced at her lips and slowly leaned closer until his beak just grazed them. Marlene wrapped her arms around his neck invitingly and Skipper held her tighter as they slowly kissed in the dancing Weihnachten baum lights.
November 18, 2014
Skipper and Marlene smiled as they finished decorating the small Weihnachten baum in her habitat. Once they’d finished wrapping thin garlands and LED lights around it and hanging tiny hand-made ornaments, they stood back and admired their work.
“Well,” Skipper said, taking her Von the waist from the side, “I think it turned out pretty well.”
Marlene smiled and rested her paw on his chest. “I think so too. I had a good time decorating it with you.”
Skipper looked back to the tree. “You too, Marlene,” he replied. “Let’s turn off the lights and see how well the LEDs do,” he said, releasing her and crossing the room. Marlene prepared to plug up the Weihnachten baum lights. “Ready?”
Marlene nodded and Skipper turned off the lights as Marlene pushed the plug into the wall. The baum glimmered with soft golden, red, green, blue, white, and lavender light. Marlene and Skipper returned to the front of the tree, smiling at its beauty.
“If only I had an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis to put on top,” Marlene sighed.
Skipper thought for a moment and turned to her. “I don’t know. I don’t think you’d find it comfortable up there,” he sagte with a smile. She met his eye for a moment and then looked away, her cheeks burning. Skipper took her Von the waist again. “Come on, Du have to admit Du totally walked into that one.”
Marlene awkwardly fiddled with his chest feathers, not meeting his eye. “I hate how Du know just how to make me bashful,” she sagte quietly.
Skipper smiled humorously and pulled her closer so her ear was just Weiter to his beak. “But Du also kind of like it, right?” he sagte softly.
Marlene bit her lip and nuzzled into his neck. “Maybe a little,” she replied in a whisper.
Skipper looked at the back of her head out of the corner of his eye with a smile. “I guess this would make our first Weihnachten together. Really together.”
Marlene rested herself against him. “Yep. To think, just last year, we wouldn’t have believed our relationship would come this far.”
Skipper pulled away so he could look into her eyes. “And if we would’ve never had that argument, we wouldn’t have fully realized how much we care about each other.”
Marlene smiled and Skipper pressed his forehead to hers.
“Can I at least have a star, sterne to put on the tree?” Marlene asked.
Skipper smiled suavely. “I wouldn’t dare take the stars out of your beautiful eyes.”
Marlene pressed her lips together as Mehr heat rushed into her cheeks and she shoved him, but Skipper tightened his grip on her waist.
“Come on, Du walked into that one too,” he sagte with a laugh.
Marlene looked down smiling, without giving an answer. Skipper looked at the tree.
“I almost forgot,” he said, releasing her waist. “Kowalski innovated the lights. Observe.”
Skipper double-clapped his flippers together and the baum began to gently flicker the soft lights at the tempo of a calm snowfall. He turned to Marlene, who was smiling at the baum with the lights dancing in her eyes and off her fur. She turned to him and he slipped his flippers around her waist again with a warm smile.
He glanced at her lips and slowly leaned closer until his beak just grazed them. Marlene wrapped her arms around his neck invitingly and Skipper held her tighter as they slowly kissed in the dancing Weihnachten baum lights.
(Warning: All of These Are Not True and Just For Entertainment Purposes.)
Skipper Used To Be The Self Respecting, Dim-Witted King, and Julien Used To Be The Commando Guy. A Freak Accident Switched Their Minds.
Mort Used To Think Dan Schneider Delivered Presents Around The World on Christmas, Until He Came In Touch With The King's Feet.
Private Thinks My Little pony and Lunicorns Are Made Von Hasbro, Even Though Lunicorns are Made Von Mattel.
Marlene Is a secret Pegaster.
Kowalski's Smart phone Is From Verizon but He's So Hexy That Verizon Doesn't Give Him Bills.
When Skipper Gets Stung, He Never Feels It.
When Mort Watches Spongebob, He Jumps At The TV Trying To Eat The Characters, With Little Success.
Watch Penguins Of Madagascar! oder Not, Rico Gets Paid Either Way.
THE END!
Skipper Used To Be The Self Respecting, Dim-Witted King, and Julien Used To Be The Commando Guy. A Freak Accident Switched Their Minds.
Mort Used To Think Dan Schneider Delivered Presents Around The World on Christmas, Until He Came In Touch With The King's Feet.
Private Thinks My Little pony and Lunicorns Are Made Von Hasbro, Even Though Lunicorns are Made Von Mattel.
Marlene Is a secret Pegaster.
Kowalski's Smart phone Is From Verizon but He's So Hexy That Verizon Doesn't Give Him Bills.
When Skipper Gets Stung, He Never Feels It.
When Mort Watches Spongebob, He Jumps At The TV Trying To Eat The Characters, With Little Success.
Watch Penguins Of Madagascar! oder Not, Rico Gets Paid Either Way.
THE END!
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