Skipper peeked behind the corner. He was in downtown Manhattan. He slid behind a shopping bag that was on the ground. He jumped into the bag and waited. The woman waved for a taxi. The women picked up the bag Skipper was in and went into the taxi. Then taxi stopped at the Central Park Zoo. The lady got out of the taxi. She left the bag in the car. Just what Skipper’s plan was! All Skipper had to do was grab the contents and slide. Man, did he ever get himself into trouble! The cab driver grabbed the bag and threw it into the trunk. Skipper tried to jump out, but he was too late, well, except his flipper. His flipper was stuck in the trunk!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Skipper screamed. The cab driver heard it too.
“MAN! Is this the lady’s ringtone for her phone? Some people are just plain CRAZY!”
Finally, the cab driver stopped and opened up the trunk.     
“I can’t take this anymore!” the cab driver screamed. Skipper hid in the bag. Wrong move. The cab driver poured out everything in the bag. Skipper hangs on to the bottom of the bag for dear life. Then he realizes his flipper is throbbing. Skipper falls out of the bag from too much pain.
“What the….? Is that A PENGUIN?!” the cab shouts. Skipper takes the contents and slides away.
Skipper finally makes it to the HQ. Everyone is sleeping. Good, Skipper thought, less worrying, the better. He goes into the veterinarian’s office and wraps his flipper in a bandage. Then he goes back to the HQ. He wraps up the contents and goes to sleep.
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Skipper is up the next morning. Everyone is still asleep. Probably dreaming about sugar peaches or something. Skipper thought. He takes off his bandages. His flipper is a little sore. When he slides, his flipper hurts REALLY bad, and he scrapes his back. Great! Skipper thought, now my team will know something is up! Skipper limbs to the HQ. He tries to pretend everything ok, but his team knows something is up.
Meanwhile, Santa was watching everything Skipper was doing.