A/N:
Alright, very important Author's Note. Well, I've noticed that my fave pairing, Skilene, hasn't really gotten much recognition over the past month (meaning I've only seen a few new ones...) So I'ma help you Skilene lovin' authors out! By creating... 'Mini Skilenes'!

The whole point of this FF is to inspire some of the authors to create atleast a Skilene One-Shot. I'm going to randomly update this. Every Chapter will contain 4 Skilene Mini Stories(Some may be a bit longer than the others).

Hopefully this'll encourage some authors to post atleast a one shot! Wish me luck!

.-. Mini Skilenes .-.

Chapter 1: Amphibia, Squished, Letters, and Wuss

1.) Amphibia:

Marlene stood by Skipper's bunk, watching as his wide chest slowly raised and fell with his rythmatic breathing. His black and white body was covered in brightly covered blots ranging from yellow to purple. His face was pale and his flippers were clammy, a small bead of sweat just above his eye. The frog Private was currently fighting had taken down the most experienced fighter of the penguin team.

The honey brown otter carressed his cheek, a depressing sigh escaping her black lips. She hated to see him in such a pained state, it really did make her feel bad. She let a her finger trail down his broad chest, a small shiver emitting from the Antartic naitive. She giggled, the first smile appearing on her features since he'd been injured."Oh Skipper..." She murmured."If only you knew how I actually felt..."

"If only you knew that I love you..."

What Marlene didn't know, was that though Skipper was paralyzed, he hadn't exactly lost his hearing...

2.) Squished:

Marlene struggled as she dangled in mid air, being held up by your tail wasn't the most comfortable thing. Especially if it was Alice you were being carried by."Let me go you brute! Skipper!" The Asian Otter called out, flailing her arms. It was no use. She was being transferred. Again.

She was then forcefully thrown into a brown, wooden crate. She landed on her back and scrammbled to get up, her small claws scraping against the sturdy wood. The crate was the smallest she's ever been in maybe only 2 ft wide and 3ft in height.

Marlene's eyes scanned the crate, only to find a sleeping silhouhette in the nearby corner. She crawled closer to the mysterious animal and placed a paw on it's chest. Silky feathers. The Asian Otter ran another paw over the bird's forhead. It was flat."Skipper..." She whispered, softly toying with the feathers on his chest, a small blush creeping upon her white cheeks.

She sat next the sleeping form, laying her head on his chest, praying to god that he wouldn't wake up. This was a very risky move, but she needed to be comforted. She yawned, her eye lids drooping."Isn't it a bit crramped for cuddling, Marlene?" Skipper's velvety smooth voice rang through her small ears. She would've moved, but he had wrapped a flipper around her shoulders, keeping her there.

3.) Wuss:

Skipper waddled towards Marlene's decorated cave, replaying his plan over in his head, wanting everything to go perfectly. He was going to finally reveal his feelings to the only Otter in Central Park with a a bunch of flowers. He was hoping to buy a pricy diamond bracelet for her at the local pawn shop, but it cost too much. The military officer just hoped that she would retort the feelings he had for her.

Unknowingly, he had already made it to her cave's entrance. Instead of barging in, like he usually would have done, he knocked. "I'm coming!" She yelled rather loudly, causing the penguin leader to smile. Though he smiled, it didn't mean that he wasn't nervous. His heart beat faster as the small noises the padding on the bottom of Marlene's feet got closer.

She gracefully appeared in the entrance, a shocked expression on her gorgeous face. Maybe it was because he knocked for the first time. Or maybe it was because he was carrying a boquette of golden Daffodils and crimson Roses. "Hey Skipper," She smiled, leading him into her habitat. She sat down on her popcorn sack bed and motioned for him to sit down with her."So what's up with the flowers?"

The military penguin hesitated, but eventually handed her the roses. His flippers were clammy and he felt as if he would've begun sweating if only Penguins persperated. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and waited for her to reply. The honey brown Otter's cheeks flushed,"W-what are these for?"

He gulped,"Well, um..." She looked up at him with her olive eyes and almost melted at her stare."Marlene, I..." Her gaze just wouldn't let up. So, he decided, the question would have to wait for another time."Yes?" Marlene's eyes lit up with hope and a small glint of excitemeant could be seen in the mist.

"Marlene, I... Wanted to wish you a happy birthday! heh... I gotta get going now though. Need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed by morning!" And with that, he was off.

4.) Letters:

"Skippah?" Young Private waltzed into the room, his cheery attitude as uplifting as always. Skipper fell out of his chair, spilling his fish coffee and letting go of the peice of paper his was so intetivley focused on. The letter drifted towards the youth, landing by his scaly webbed feet. Private bent down to pick up the photograph, but was stopped.

"Private! Don't!" Skipper yelled, a barely noticible blush appearing over his white cheeks. Private picked up with paper anyways, much to the protests his mentor,"Why not Skippah? Is it classified?" The youngest of the makeshift rookery noticed a very familiar name at the top. Dear Marlene could be read. "Private!" Skipper growled. The shortest Penguin looked back at his leader, who was now fuming with anger. The youth ran out of the Hq, hoping to hide from his peeved off commanding officer.

Private slid to the Otter habitat, the first place he could think of. The boy leaped into the cave, startling it's inhabitant."Private? What are you doing here?" Marlene shrieked, jumping off of her bed. Private covered her black lips with a smooth flipper, shushing her."I can't let Skippah find me! I stole his letter and I really wanna read it! Can you hide it in your habitat until the coast is clear?"

Marlene nodded and took the letter into her paws, shocked that it was adressed to none other than her. Private dashed towards the sewer gate, the lid scraping against the cement flooring. Marlene looked around before sitting on her bed and unfolding the letter. She blushed as her misty green eyes scanned over the paper, taking in every word, every period.

.-. A Few Mins Later .-.

Skipper slid into the cave, only to find a crying Otter sitting on her bed. Tears matted the fur underneath her eyes and left her eyes a puffy red. But she was wearing a smile none the less."Marlene did you...?" Skipper asked, reffering to the letter he had poured so much emotion into. She nodded and lunged at him, taking him into her furry arms.

"I did, and I love you too."

A/N:

Soo... What'ya think? Remember, this will be updated randomly (Meaning when I'm not busy with AFILW) and when I get good ideas :P

Lol so far, my favorite title is "Wuss" xD

!R&R!