We wish you a Kine Christmas

Author: BigHead <bigheadfics[at]yahoo.com>

Disclaimer: Everyone here belongs to someone else, except me. I belong to a boatload of taxes.

Summary: It's interesting how the Kine find…er, subjects to be a part of their ranks. Especially around Christmas.

Rating: LOL.

Author's Notes: Tenhawk didn't kill me the first time, let's see if I ain't pushing my luck.

Feedback: YESSSS!!!! PLEEEEAAAASEEE!!!

New York City, Christmas Eve.

"Okay, run that by me again," Nathalie said, from the other side of the fold-comm, disbelief clear in her voice.

"Which part?" Xander asked, smirking.

"Everything, and stop smirking. If this is some kind of weird joke, I'm going to be pretty pissed with you."

"Okay, I am in New York, as you know. I was going back to the airport to go back to Sunnydale when I saw the weirdest thing."

"The penguins."

"Yup. A trio of them, acting as some sort of special forces. From the looks of it, they were in search of another penguin, which ended up being purchased by an old woman, who got on a cab and ran away. The penguins then used the lid of a trash can, a grappling hook and some rope to ski behind the cab. I followed them, and the old lady entered a building a few blocks away. The penguins disguised themselves as a snowman, and they bribed the concierge to enter the building. I didn't follow behind, but I kept on looking from inside the car. A few minutes later I heard an explosion, and the penguins then leave the building, all four of them, and go back to the zoo."

"Xander, dear, I fear asking, but aren't you into drugs or something?"

"I know it sounds like it, but remember the mice? By the way, Merlin?"

The AE entered the transmission. "The security measures seem to be holding this time, Commander."

"Thank you," he said, and the AE went to the background again. "See?" he asked his girlfriend.

Nathalie remained silent for a few minutes, and then answered in a tired voice. "So, why are you calling me? And why aren't you still here?"

"In the plane right now. And I'm thinking on offering the New York Zoo a hefty donation in exchange to 'release the poor birds back into the wilderness'," he said, still smirking.

"I fear even more right now. Why?"

"I wonder if the birds will accept working for me," he replied, grinning madly.

A few weeks later

"Kowalski," Skipper called.

"Yes, Skipper?"

"Give me a sitrep, now."

"All screens show clear, Skipper. Rico is setting up the new perimeter traps, and the Private is planting the bugs at the main office."

"Very good. Remind me to ask Rico to sharpen more stakes, we are getting low on them with the patrol schedule. And inform the Commander that Sunnydale Zoo is in the clear," the penguin said, clapping his flippers happily.

"Aye, aye, Skipper."

The End

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