[Fanfic:] Flightless Chapter Nine

May 10, 2010 03:51



Chapter Nine

Ace woke to a sharp pounding in his skull and the shrill ringing of his cell phone.  Grimacing he searched his night stand for the offending noisemaker, finding it he glanced at the caller id and frowned.  As he flipped it open he never had a chance to speak.

“Ace?  Are you alright?  Why haven’t you been answering my calls?  I saw a news report about you at the zoo!  What happened?  Did you go back to working for your dad?  Are you not going to come back to school?”

Flopping back onto his pillow he groaned.

“Marlene, please!  I’ve got a whopping headache.  Please just one question at a time.”  Spying a glass of water on the night stand he took a sip before continuing.  “I haven’t returned your calls because I’ve only just woken up.  I think I’m okay, but I don’t know how long I’ve been unconscious.”  Rubbing his eyes he thought back to his last memory.  Falling into the penguin habitat, after that, nothing.  Well…nothing coherent.  His dreams had been rather odd.  Waving penguins and kissing Skipper.  Blushing he tried to not think about that.

“No I haven’t go back to working for my father and I don’t know yet if I’ll be coming back to school.”  There was silence on the other end and he frowned.  “Marlene?  Marlene are you still there?”

“I’m sorry Ace, but um, you’re talking in an accent again.  I got a little distracted.”  Rolling his eyes he informed her that he would call her back later and hung up.  There was a chair beside his bed he noticed.  Someone must have visited him, he blushed, thinking of Skipper watching him sleep and prayed that he hadn’t talked in his sleep.  Grabbing his clothes he set off to take a shower.

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There was steam pouring under the door when he knocked.  Kowalski sounded a little strained as he quickly yelled, “We’ll be out in a minute!”  Ace nodded, as if Kowalski could see him.  Shaking his head he decided that he must have simply heard him wrong and shuffled towards the kitchen.  As he past the gym he heard the sounds of either Rico or Skipper exercising.

Opening the refrigerator he poured himself a glass of orange juice and placed a piece of bread in the toaster.  He put his clothes on the chair next to him as he waited for his toast to pop up.  He sipped his orange juice as he switched on the telly-television, he corrected himself.

Finding a channel that was playing cartoons he snatched his toast as it popped up and spread butter across a side.  He ate his toast slowly as he watched the antics of a young boy and his magical goldfish.  He was halfway through the second fifteen minute episode when Kowalski entered the kitchen.

“Ace!  You’re awake!”

A huge smile spread across his face as he shook his hands through his damp hair.

“How long have you been awake?”  He asked as he gave Ace a brief check over.  “Are you feeling any nausea?  Does your head or your eyes hurt?”  Pulling away from his friend trying to pry his eyelids apart Ace shook his head in a negative.  “Are you hungry..”  Kowalski was cut off by the growling of his own stomach and blushing he turned to browse the cabinets.  He found very little in the way of variety and turned to Ace.

“I guess I’m going to have to go grocery shopping, would you like to come with me?  I need to debrief you on everything that’s happened since your accident anyway.”  Ace nodded.  A shopping trip with Kowalski would also be a good opportunity to ask him some questions that he had.

Grabbing his clothes he headed for the bathroom, to find Rico stepping out, clad only in a towel.  As he closed the door Ace had a clear view of his back.  The first time he had seen it he had been astonished.  His body was covered in old scars, several of which looked like they had been serious.  He couldn’t believe that anyone could survive such bad injuries.

He tried valiantly not to stare and to remain cheerful as he past his friend.  As he closed the door he wondered how Rico had managed to shower so fast.



Hehe..Ace is so naive X3
I like that emo-con!

penguins of madagascar, fanfiction

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