Note: Characters will translate as:
Skipper - Othello, the Moor of Venice
Marlene - Desdemona, Othello's wife (they'll just be dating)
Kowalski - Cassio, Othello's lieutenant
Ian (OC) - Iago, a very jealous and greedy man
Amelia (Amy/OC) - Iago/Ian's wife
Rodney - Roderigo, Iago's friend
...
“Ouch! Ian, that’s my foot!”
“My apologies, Rodney, but it really is quite dark in here.”
“We wouldn’t even be here is it weren’t for your stupid little trick!”
“Hush, Amelia!”
The first voice was a little squeaky, and it belonged to Rodney, an idiotic penguin who seemed to rely on everyone except himself.
The second voice, which had a dark, slippery tone to it, was the voice of Ian. His words dripped with sarcasm.
The third voice was indignant, but a little frightened. This was Amelia, who was called Amy by everyone except Ian, who was her mate. She was incredibly brave, and as we just saw, Amy never hesitated to speak her mind.
Currently, the three of them were in a crate, being shipped from Venice, Italy, to wherever the ship stopped. And, yes, it was indeed true that it was all Ian’s fault - yet another of his plans had blown up in his face. The last the three of them had seen Ian’s comrades, they were chasing him in an outrage. Apparently, his idea to pin the plan on someone else hadn’t gone as well as it always did.
Anyway, Amy shrugged off Ian’s demand for silence. “Do you even know where we’re going?”
“Yes, dear, of course I do. We are set for America… more specifically, New York City. I have an old friend who lives at the Central Park Zoo and is captain of a team there. Not only were we close back in Ecuador, but he owes me his own life. Therefore, he will take us in, and quite possibly give me my worthy promotion!”
“Not this again.” Amy sighed, pressing a flipper to her temple. “You KNOW you never get promotions. You are just meant to be a corporal! Get over it!”
They continued to bicker on and off the rest of the way. Rodney didn’t talk much, he hated getting himself in between Ian and Amy’s arguments.
Amy wondered when it would stop - the never-ending tricks and strategies to overtake his higher officers - though he always made sure HE never seemed the culprit… except this once, apparently.
She loved him - why, she never really knew - but, most of the time she felt the only reason Ian had ever stayed with her was the egg he’d fathered. Why he had decided to stay with her when it had accidentally cracked prematurely, she’d never know. In truth, she sometimes was a little afraid of him - or, more accurately, what he was capable of. He was simply a genius, an evil genius at many times. Those plans he made were so intricate, and the way he manipulated others so that said plans worked… again, she had no idea why she loved him, though it seemed less so than when she was expecting the egg…
Finally, after four days in that tiny, dark crate, they heard a bullhorn and Ian looked out of a small opening. He confirmed that they had finally come to New York City. The top came off easily, and the three escaped both the ship and the Italians. Amy was able to read small, short words, and they found the Central Park Zoo the following evening.
Skipper - Othello, the Moor of Venice
Marlene - Desdemona, Othello's wife (they'll just be dating)
Kowalski - Cassio, Othello's lieutenant
Ian (OC) - Iago, a very jealous and greedy man
Amelia (Amy/OC) - Iago/Ian's wife
Rodney - Roderigo, Iago's friend
...
“Ouch! Ian, that’s my foot!”
“My apologies, Rodney, but it really is quite dark in here.”
“We wouldn’t even be here is it weren’t for your stupid little trick!”
“Hush, Amelia!”
The first voice was a little squeaky, and it belonged to Rodney, an idiotic penguin who seemed to rely on everyone except himself.
The second voice, which had a dark, slippery tone to it, was the voice of Ian. His words dripped with sarcasm.
The third voice was indignant, but a little frightened. This was Amelia, who was called Amy by everyone except Ian, who was her mate. She was incredibly brave, and as we just saw, Amy never hesitated to speak her mind.
Currently, the three of them were in a crate, being shipped from Venice, Italy, to wherever the ship stopped. And, yes, it was indeed true that it was all Ian’s fault - yet another of his plans had blown up in his face. The last the three of them had seen Ian’s comrades, they were chasing him in an outrage. Apparently, his idea to pin the plan on someone else hadn’t gone as well as it always did.
Anyway, Amy shrugged off Ian’s demand for silence. “Do you even know where we’re going?”
“Yes, dear, of course I do. We are set for America… more specifically, New York City. I have an old friend who lives at the Central Park Zoo and is captain of a team there. Not only were we close back in Ecuador, but he owes me his own life. Therefore, he will take us in, and quite possibly give me my worthy promotion!”
“Not this again.” Amy sighed, pressing a flipper to her temple. “You KNOW you never get promotions. You are just meant to be a corporal! Get over it!”
They continued to bicker on and off the rest of the way. Rodney didn’t talk much, he hated getting himself in between Ian and Amy’s arguments.
Amy wondered when it would stop - the never-ending tricks and strategies to overtake his higher officers - though he always made sure HE never seemed the culprit… except this once, apparently.
She loved him - why, she never really knew - but, most of the time she felt the only reason Ian had ever stayed with her was the egg he’d fathered. Why he had decided to stay with her when it had accidentally cracked prematurely, she’d never know. In truth, she sometimes was a little afraid of him - or, more accurately, what he was capable of. He was simply a genius, an evil genius at many times. Those plans he made were so intricate, and the way he manipulated others so that said plans worked… again, she had no idea why she loved him, though it seemed less so than when she was expecting the egg…
Finally, after four days in that tiny, dark crate, they heard a bullhorn and Ian looked out of a small opening. He confirmed that they had finally come to New York City. The top came off easily, and the three escaped both the ship and the Italians. Amy was able to read small, short words, and they found the Central Park Zoo the following evening.