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[singedevampires]

apple. appleappleapple. lady don't have no apples.

There's a light ripple in the water as a small creature crosses it, quickly and smoothly. There are no lights here, no trees in the water, no ... funny smells.

But maybe there are apples.

He crawls ashore and shakes his fur dry, mind set.

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[neverswimalone]

It had to happen.

For Crack. For Honor. For the Sake of all the muns at Milliways and then some...

There is a Penguin.

The skipper's taking measure of the place, accompanied by Rico...who is counting acorns.

"....Nuts!"

Rico points and the Skipper stares. Higher Mammal. He's always detested them. Far too full of themselves.

"....Greetings Higher Mammal!"

[singedevampires]

Jack isn't full of anything, he'll have you know. Not right now. Not rum nor apples.

A head tilt, a light squeek, and Jack is scurrying over.

They're white and black. They have beaks.

They're not apples.

Maybe they're tasty anyway.

Squeak?

[neverswimalone]

Horatio and Phil would at least say Hello.

".....Banana Peels." Rico says sagely before he sets his acorn fully aside to greet the new arrival. It's wet. Perhaps it can be played with.

The Skipper...Is slightly more cautious. Horatio'd at least say Hi "...We're not food sir. We're Flightless Birds."

[singedevampires]

He doesn't want banana peels. He wants APPLES.

Monkey narrows his eyes and takes a closer look at dinner the Flightless Birds.

[neverswimalone]

The Skipper jams his flippers out akimbo, "...A greeting besides the cursory squeak would be nice."

"...Hiya!"

Rico is now kicking down Acorn Towers.

[singedevampires]

SQUUUUEEEEEEEAK.

He would talk if he could. But proper animals can't talk. He scowls at the penguins. His attention is drawn to the nuts, though.

[neverswimalone]

"...You can't talk?"

The skipper's beak goes wide, "....Holy Sushi! Good god Man! What've those keepers done to you?"

Rico's final HIYA! Knocks the Acorns toward the Skipper and Jack the Monkey.

[singedevampires]

Keepers? Sushi? Perhaps these birds escaped from a special institution. Or a deserted island. They'd do well on a deserted island, he thinks.

He shields himself from the flying nuts and hisses.

[neverswimalone]

The Skipper snorts, "..No call for that language." A nut hits him on the head and the penguin lets out a yelp, "RICO!"

Rico...IS gone.

Leaving Monkey and Penguin alone.

"...So you don't talk and you apparently take exception to flightless birds."

No different from any other mammal, "...You just arrive?"

[singedevampires]

A slow nod as his sharper teeth recede behind his lips.

Jack circles him, slowly.

[neverswimalone]

Is this gonna get on?

The skipper's fin flips out. He's ready. Penguin-Fu. Top of his Class. He can totally handle a monkey. Right?

No see. The monkeys have those thumbs, and Skipper'd give his right eye and that little rubber fishtoy for a pair of thumbs.

"...Easy. This place is alright. Loaded with keepers though, can't take a step without hitting one of um. And they'll oo and aaa and try to feed you."

[singedevampires]

Jack really can't see what's wrong with the feeding bit.

And oooing and aahing is okay, so's long as you can get away after.

....wait, does that funny looking thing mean humans? But humans are good for some things! There's an indignant squawk, and a light puff of the chest.

[neverswimalone]

Skipper blinks, "...Huh? Speak up man! I don't speak monkey!"