PoM - Moments 17

Title: Moments
Fandom: Penguins of Madagascar
Characters/Pairings: Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, JJ (Eggy), Hans, mentions Manfredi & Johnson,
Disclaimer: Not mine. I'll give them back clean and de-humanized when I'm done, mm-kay? If I ever actually finish these. They're kind of fun.
Rating: T/PG-13
Warnings: AU, Humanized, slightly strong language, dark in spots, violence, threats, slash, 170 has blatant Slash, Genderbend, Fantasy AU, Oblivious!Private,
Author's note: I'm trying not to retcon my own work. If I do, it's an accident and I'll try to fix it as soon as possible.

161 Bra (Genderbend!AU)

"This has to be the most awkward thing I've ever done," Skipper said, turning his head away from the sight in front of him.

"That time in Oslo," Kowalski countered, tapping her chin and then using that hand to flip through her choices.

"Not counting Oslo. That will forever be the most awkward," Skipper agreed.

"What happened in Oslo?" Private asked, tipping her head and reaching for her choice.

"I'll tell you later, Private. Right now, I've got to ask – red or black?" Kowalski said, plucking her options from the rack and holding them up.

"The red one would look nice, but I think the black one would be more comfortable," Private stated.

"That's what I was thinking. And I know what it would look nice with too."

"The little black dress?"

"The little black dress."

Private squealed. "You look so pretty in that! Skippah, what do you think?"

"I think I should stop going with you when the two of you go bra shopping."

162 Black

The ash was slowly turning from black to gray in the early morning light. Kowalski knew he shouldn't have run to the last known location where his teammates were, but they needed him, doctors' orders be damned. At least he had his crutches.

By the time he managed to get to their location, it was too late. The building was crawling with people, and he didn't see anyone he knew. When he was able to flag down a police officer, he asked in broken Danish if they'd found anyone inside and that a couple of his friends were missing and he couldn't find them. The officer looked at him with a sad look in his eyes before saying that there'd been two bodies found, with little identification on them. What identification there had been, let them know that they were from the United States.

Kowalski's eyes widened and he dropped to the ground, the officer in front of him calling out to a paramedic.

Later, when they asked him to identify the bodies, Kowalski couldn't deny that it was Manfredi and Johnson. It was only after everything was all said and done and they were back in New York that he realized that the Danes liked him, unlike their utter disdain and banishment of Skipper.

To this day it still baffles him.

163 Wait

The hardest part of not being on the front line, Private decided, was the wait. He shifted minutely, trying to pass the time until the target appeared. In the background he could hear a soft murmur, likely Kowalski muttering to himself while he disabled the security system. He ignored it in favor of checking his rifle, making sure he had everything and that it was all in working order. It all was.

Finally something happened, and Private said, "Target sighted," into the speaker of his communicator. Kowalski confirmed and sent the location to Skipper.

"Go for it," Kowalski stated, giving Private the go-ahead.

"Of course."

164 Oxygen

"So, we've landed. And there's a surprisingly high amount of oxygen here, likely enough to breath."

"Nice work Kowalski. Let's roll out men."

165 No

From the far end of the hall, Hans could hear small cries, and one sound was repeated consistently. Sighing, he silently moved that way and opened the door. It was the third time that week that the poor kid had started crying in his sleep. Hans could understand why Private wasn't sleeping well – hell, he himself was barely sleeping at all, and when he was, Hans kept hearing "It's okay" over and over again.

After what had happened, he knew why Private kept crying "no" in his sleep.

166 Happy

JJ was a happy kid – generally. Being the youngest of five, having a disappeared dad, and the occasional slip-up in his mom's training as a spy could get him down. But not for long.

167 Smoke

Turning around, Hans spotted smoke on the horizon. Instead of going back toward the burning warehouse, he shook his head and kept walking away. There was nothing he could do for two of the American spies and the third was stable enough for emergency services to find him. For now, he had to report in to his superiors.

168 Storm (Fantasy AU)

Sir Skipper noticed that the closer they got to his Lord's castle, the worse the weather was. There had been at least two thundershowers and for some reason a freak snowstorm that had kept them stuck in one place for three days. Sir Skipper listened to Kowalski – and that's all the alchemist had ever told Sir Skipper to call him – grumble about it for the three days, mostly when the fire had gone down a little too far.

And while they were stuck, he'd learned quite a bit about how to communicate silently. But it still unnerved him slightly to watch the two of them working together.

169 Dangerous

"The two of them are obsessed," Kowalski stated one muggy afternoon. It was hot enough without having to watch those two fight.

Private gave him a puzzled look. "Who's obsessed?"

Kowalski stared for a brief moment, judging how much Private knew. He sighed and stated, "Hans and Skipper. They're obsessed with fighting and beating each other."

"Oh, well, alright then." And with that, Private walked away and Kowalski breathed a sigh of relief – he was not going to be the one to explain Skipper and Hans' twisted form of foreplay.

170 Love (Kico)

Rico loved watching Kowalski's face after they kiss. He loves how Kowalski's pupils dilate, the black almost overtaking the dark blue-gray. He adores how Kowalski's already kissable lips bruise ever so slightly and swell a tad, making them even more enticing.

But what he loves most is that Kowalski dives back in for more.