A.N.—Hello, readers!

Trixy: Yes, hello!

Me: Right, okay, here is my newest story! Yay! XD

Trixy: And as you can all see, I'm back to comment and criticize it! ;)

Me: Uh, yeah...sure. Anyway...

Both: Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Surprise! I'm here!

(Nobody's POV)

Trixy hops into the penguin habitat at the Central Park Zoo. Ever since that eventful mission to the Amazon and her getting kidnapped by Hans, Skippsy did not like to leave Trixy alone with Marissa and Rachel whenever she had to go away for a mission. Marissa and Rachel are still trying to regain her trust in their responsibility. Skippsy had gotten a call from a base in Canada and was going to be gone for the next three weeks, so Trixy was to stay with Skipper and his team, which was fine with Trixy. Trixy looks both ways and then pulls back the fishbowl and jumps down into the HQ. She waddles into the HQ, but doesn't see anyone. She frowns. "Hello? Is anyone home?" She asks. She looks into Kowalski's lab and even checks the different secret levels just in case, but she finds no one. She shrugs and sits her backpack down and climbs into her bunk which Skipper had Rico make since she is there so often. She opens the book that she had left under her pillow and reads while she waits for the others to show up. Meanwhile the male penguins are elsewhere in the zoo.

"RINGTAIL! We're on a mission! Get your long, striped tail out of here!" Skipper shouts. He is on Rico's shoulders as he tightens a bolt on a heating pipe. Private is patching up a water pipe with some heavy-duty duct-tape. Kowalski is correctly installing an updated temperature regulator that he had made the other night. King Julian just stands there flicking his tail as he watches them.

"And why would I be doing that, stinky penguin?" Julian asks. Skipper grunts with the strain of turning the bolt.

"Because this is for penguin personnel only, and you're distracting!" The wrench slips and Skipper slips with it and falls off of Rico's shoulders and lands unhappily on the floor. He reclaims the red wrench and moves on to another bolt and repeated his actions from the first bolt, except without falling.

"I, your king, am not being the distracting one. It is you who are being the distracting one!"

"Ringtail, I don't have the time for your incessant jibber-jabber! Kowalski! What's the status on that thingamajig of yours?"

"I'm almost finished, sir. I just need to calibrate it and then I'll be done." Kowalski says as he starts pushing buttons on the temperature instrument. Skipper nods as he finishes the last bolt.

"Private, status report!"

"Um, we just ran out of tape." Private says.

"Did you get to finish?"

"I don't think so, sir."

"Drat. Rico! Tape the boy!" Rico regurgitates a roll of duct tape and tapes Private to a pipe. "Rico, you know that that's not what I meant. Untape the private." Rico chuckles and untapes Private carefully and hands him the roll of tape.

"Uh, thank you, Rico." Private then finishes taping the pipe. "All done, Skippah!" Skipper nods.

"Okay, so Kowalski, we're just waiting on you now." Kowalski glances back at him and continues to calibrate the thing and then once he has finished steps back away from it.

"The cooling-device is installed, sir; we can leave now." Kowalski says.

"Excellent, let's leave, team!" Skipper says while rubbing his flippers together. The penguins then slide from the room. Skipper slides back suddenly. "Ringtail, you get out of here, too. I can't have you messing with Kowalski's high-techy cooling device." Julian doesn't move an inch.

"You will not be bossy bossing me what to do, bossy, stinky water-bird." Julian says. Skipper sighs agrivatedly. He then grabs Julian and tosses him out and shuts the door behind them.

"Ringtail, now get a move on, or I'll make you."

"You will not be threatening the king!"

"I will if the king in question isn't moving his royal pain of a behind out from a restricted area. Now move it, Ringtail."

"Ah! I will not be standing these insulty insults that you are speaking to me." Julian throws his tail over his shoulders and marches haughtily out. Skipper rolls his eyes and slides off to catch up with his team. He catches up with them right outside of Marlene's habitat. They all then continue on to their own habitat and jump down into their HQ. Immediately Skipper felt that something was...different than how he had left it.

"Snnnnnnoooorrree..." says something in the HQ. Skipper jumps back.

"What the deuce?!" he exclaims. A shadow sits up in one of the bunks.

"Huh? Wha—Skippah? Guys? Is that you?" Skipper sighs in relief. It was only Trixy.

"Trixy, what the flipping flounder are you doing here?"

"Didn't Skippsy tell you that she had a solo mission and that she was sending me here?"

"Uh, no. She has not."

"Oh...well, surprise! I'm here!" Skipper shakes his head.

"So, how long are you going to be here this time, soldier?"

"Um, I think Skippsy said anywheah from three to four weeks."

"That's a long solo mission...where is she being sent?"

"Canada."

"Oh...alright...How long have you been here?" Trixy laughs.

"Not much longah than thirty minutes to an hour." Skipper nods and looks at the clock.

"Okay, everyone, lights out in two minutes!" Everyone nods in reply. In two minutes everyone is in their own bunk and the lights go out.