***A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but I came down with a sinus infection, tonsillitis, and strep throat all in one go. It's been awesome missing so many days of work, but not so when I'm in बिस्तर all feverish. I had to type everything up tday since I was so doped out on meds I couldn't before. Blegh. To make up for it, I'll make this longer into a three-shot. The अगला will be up three days time. THANKS AGAIN!! ***
Marlene tapped her foot impatiently and wondered if having a drive in the penguins car was really worth all the effort she's going though. Skipper had insisted to meet after dark and she couldn't help being a bit annoyed about that. Was he like –embarrassed to be seen driven around द्वारा a girl? That's just so typical of him. Then again, she wasn't that surprised. His idea of what girls can accomplish consisted of interior decorating and matching poodle skirts to glitter gloss.
Marlene slipped out though the bars of her habitat and decided to wait for a few minutes. If he doesn't show, she'll simply win द्वारा default because he didn't uphold his side of the bargain. She kind of hoped he'd forget to दिखाना up in a way because she was sure he wouldn't go easy on her driving skills द्वारा a long shot. Skipper had the drawback of being painstakingly attentive to every detail and Marlene was sure that he'd be the worst kind of backseat driver.
Skipper also had sneakingly clever tricks about getting his way. Marlene could already imagine him telling her to make a right while clearly pointing left just to catch her in a mistake. This was starting to feel और and और like a driving test than a casual cruise. Knowing Skipper, he'd probably make up an overly exaggerated point system with something along the lines of 'negative fifty for not adjusting the mirrors'... wait... did their car have any mirrors? या even a motor? Just how did it drive? Marlene was so busy pondering just how a पेंगुइन could manage to make a combustible engine द्वारा scratch, that she didn't notice Skipper pulling up अगला to her till she heard a shrill honk.
“Sorry Marlene,” Skipper कहा with a chuckle that sounded like he wasn't sorry at all. “Didn't mean to startle your feminine gentle nature.”
Gentle? Please... he had no idea just how fiery she could be if he ever gave her a chance.
“Uh-huh yeah, what was that sound? I could have sworn it was coming out of that ladybug you're driving.”
“Cute jokes won't make me go easy on you,” Skipper jumped out of the car in one तत्पर, तेज, स्विफ्ट motion and held out his flipper in what Marlene could only assume to be in a exaggerated gentlemanly way.
Marlene eyed his flipper; she had half a mind just to ignore it and jump in herself, but she had to admit... she kinda liked how touchy he was with her. It seemed like he didn't notice it at all. He could be talking casually to the team, totally ignoring her one second, and suddenly his flipper would encircle her waist. It didn't much matter what nonsense he'd be going on about because she loved the way his eyes would shift to catch hers in a slow smile; mischievous and strangely sweet all at once.
“Ah-huh, and being nice all of the sudden won't hold me back from proving आप wrong,” but Marlene accepted his flipper anyway, of course.
Marlene settled herself in the drivers सीट while Skipper jumped in. She glanced around to check the mirrors only to find that there weren't any at all.
“Okay... since when did आप grow eyes on the back of your head?” asked Marlene. “There are like no mirrors in here.”
“Of course not,” Skipper nodded sharply. “The road's ahead of us, anything behind us only serves as a distraction.”
Ah, there's the New Yorker coming out of him. Men make safer drivers, oh sure.... Marlene glanced over all the many buttons on the dashboard with obscure markings on them and had to restrain her curiosity. Button mashing time could wait till Skipper was away and she was cruising solo. Ejecting Skipper out of सीट would be hilarious all around, but not a good idea if she wanted to prove her worthiness to drive.
“What's wrong, Mustang Sally?” Slipper smirked from the passenger seat. “Did आप forget how to turn on the ignition? Need five pounds of sparkly key chains to दिखाना आप where it's at?”
“Hey – I happen to think that key chains are cute,” Marlene turned the bare key to start whatever it was that worked the car. “They express a lot about the driver and.. well.. they jingle.”
“Cute jingly keys?”
“Yup,” Marlene spared him a glance to find a bemused expression on his face as she turned out onto the cobbled walkway between their habitats. “Jingly keys always sound important, right?”
Marlene cruised though the now quiet habitats, and tried to picture what kind of key chain Skipper would use. Key chains do seriously say a lot about the driver so it was a real puzzle to think of what he'd like. It'd have to be something practical, like a flashlight या a Swiss army knife. Sturdy, dependable, ready and willing for anything. Just like himself. Always there when आप need him. It was one of the many things she admired about him.
“Men don't need merits of importance on keys,” Skipper chuckled at her side as they passed Julien's enclosure. “They document them to be shredded या hang th--”
Marlene stopped sharply. Oh, he just can't be serious! Everyone needs a key chain. Guys included.
“Where are we going?”
“To the Zoovenir shop,” Marlene informed him as she made a U-turn. “You need a key chain and they have all sorts of them there.”
“Now I didn't authorize any key chains on my key,” Skipper frowned as he turned bodily in his seat. “This is an official use only vehicle and any cutesy key chains are strictly--”
“Skipper, it's not very manly to distract the driver... almost something a girl would do now that I think about it...”
Marlene had to put all her focus into the drive over there to keep from smirking at his silence.