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I had SOO much fun writing this chapter! I hope you have just as much fun reading it! Comment!
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"Ugh," Kowalski instictively stretched out, before realizing he was no longer in a crate. He lay on a cold powdery substance. Snow? Kowalski put some in his mouth, then spit it out. It was Fake.

Standing up, he brushed of the flakes and looked around.
There was fake ice and snow covering the landscape,
with stone slabs set out in an area of salt water. If the snow wasn't real then...was this a habitat? Kowalski searched the perimeter for his mate, but came...

My first Kico fic and I don't think I did a very good job. It's in Ricos point of veiw.
I put this on fanfiction, But I want to put on here to so more people will read it. please
comment with praise and/or criticism.
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I wasn't exactly sure when I started feeling like this. kowalski was a team mate. A good friend. And nothing more. But lately I felt like we should be something more. It started out with more contact. I would put my flipper on his shoulder or occasionally rub up against him when we were walking. I could just stand or sit next to Kowalski...

So ya, im not a huge fan of kico, but its fun
to write about, so, enjoy! And i realize its
not very long, thats because i wrote it in less
than 5 minutes XD
The Jealousy:
Kowalski: Its finished! I can't beleve I
actually did it!
There in front of him stood a robot like
figure
Kowalski: Shes beautiful.
Rico walks into the room
Rico: Wha tha!
Kowalski: Rico look at this! Its my
greatest invention so far!
Rico walks over to it but as the robot
shoots across the room to Kowalski Rico
jumps out of its way
Robot: Greetings
Kowalski: "H-hello" he said with
lovestruck look on his face.
the robot takes Kowalski's...

Wow. No one's posted a story in a really long time. Well, I love writing, so I decided to post this. Hope you like it!


I was in my lab, fiddling absentmindedly with a piece of wire while staring at the wall.
I had been trying to figure out the greatest mystery of all: love.
Why do we feel love? What is it exactly? And why can't I understand it?
I picked up the smoking device at my side. It was supposed to make me know the answers to all these puzzling questions, but it hadn't worked.
"'Walski?" a hoarse voice asked.
I looked up. Rico, my friend and practically my brother, stood at the door.
"Hello,...