I saw the sun flash off of the ছুরি and into my eyes. I clamped my eyes shut and waiting for my life to end. Nothing happened. I opened my eyes to find Hans staring at me with resentment in his eyes. "What's the matter Hans? You'd rather turn me in?" I scoffed. It's not like I wanted to get killed দ্বারা this demented dane, but I was a bit confused at him. He sat up, "Skipper..I can't kill you..you're the only friend still alive." he admitted with a sob I knew was fake. I narrowed my eyes in paranoid suspicion.
"Hans, let me get this straight. আপনি set me up as though I had actually KILLED one of my superiors, then আপনি got me arrested, and just now আপনি nearly took my life. And now আপনি say আপনি don't want to kill me because I'm your FRIEND?" I stood up, "This isn't realistic enough Hans. So what's the trick?" Hans knelt on the dock in silence for a momment, then whispered, "Let me tell আপনি something." I didn't budge, "Go on." I urged. Hans motioned with his wing, "Come closer." he requested. I hesitated, then decided to stay put. Hans looked up at me, "Vell, don't ou trust your old chummy fun-palio Skipper?" he asked. "You're not my 'chummy fun-palio'. And no, I don't trust guys who bring me 'this' close to death". Hans sighed, "I didn't think you'd understand." He started bawling like some pathetic hatchling. I stood firm. Then I noticed the gaurds were getting closer. I glanced at the Green Bucket and debated leaving Hans in his own baby-ish tears. I started walking away. Suddenly Hans leaped up in a blur. I wheeled around just in time to see a flash of light on a blade. I ducked a scoche too late and the ছুরি slashed across my face. I ignored it and jumped up to grab the edge of the ship. Hans lunged for me, but I managed to pull myself up and over the edge. Hans flapped his wings and darted up towards me. The Green Bucket suddenly lurched and puttered out of Hans' reach. He reached out and snatched up a wing full of empty air before falling down into the freezing cold water. He surfaced and shouted, "I'll get আপনি 'Skipper'! There's novhere আপনি can hide from Hans ze puffin!" A chill went down my spine as I watched the shores of Denmark fade in the distance. দ্বারা tomorrow, I'd be rid of that place forever. I vowed I'd never set foot in Denmark ever again.
"Hans, let me get this straight. আপনি set me up as though I had actually KILLED one of my superiors, then আপনি got me arrested, and just now আপনি nearly took my life. And now আপনি say আপনি don't want to kill me because I'm your FRIEND?" I stood up, "This isn't realistic enough Hans. So what's the trick?" Hans knelt on the dock in silence for a momment, then whispered, "Let me tell আপনি something." I didn't budge, "Go on." I urged. Hans motioned with his wing, "Come closer." he requested. I hesitated, then decided to stay put. Hans looked up at me, "Vell, don't ou trust your old chummy fun-palio Skipper?" he asked. "You're not my 'chummy fun-palio'. And no, I don't trust guys who bring me 'this' close to death". Hans sighed, "I didn't think you'd understand." He started bawling like some pathetic hatchling. I stood firm. Then I noticed the gaurds were getting closer. I glanced at the Green Bucket and debated leaving Hans in his own baby-ish tears. I started walking away. Suddenly Hans leaped up in a blur. I wheeled around just in time to see a flash of light on a blade. I ducked a scoche too late and the ছুরি slashed across my face. I ignored it and jumped up to grab the edge of the ship. Hans lunged for me, but I managed to pull myself up and over the edge. Hans flapped his wings and darted up towards me. The Green Bucket suddenly lurched and puttered out of Hans' reach. He reached out and snatched up a wing full of empty air before falling down into the freezing cold water. He surfaced and shouted, "I'll get আপনি 'Skipper'! There's novhere আপনি can hide from Hans ze puffin!" A chill went down my spine as I watched the shores of Denmark fade in the distance. দ্বারা tomorrow, I'd be rid of that place forever. I vowed I'd never set foot in Denmark ever again.
yeah... for Creative Writing, I had to write a প্রণয় poem. I don't like anybody in that way (right now, at least) so I ended up লেখা mine about Kowalski. It's a free-verse poem, so it doesn't rhyme, but... yeah.
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word আপনি say
too many variables and equations
but I প্রণয় it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as আপনি experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
আপনি are আরো careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
অথবা make a fool of yourself
দ্বারা making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word আপনি say
too many variables and equations
but I প্রণয় it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as আপনি experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
আপনি are আরো careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
অথবা make a fool of yourself
দ্বারা making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3
