Rescue Rangers!

“It’s a race car I built!” 

Don’t worry, Della. All anyone can do is their best. 

Also I need to see some Donald and Lena bonding. Hope they can get her out of Webby’s shadow soon!

“ TRAVEL BINGO !

I /LOVE/ ROADTRIPS. ”

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Gadget had been told that sometimes she could find some good things for her inventions in the zoo, honestly she herself couldn’t figure out how that would happen but so far she’d actually found a few things and it was a pleasant surprise.  Gadget also recalled being warned about the “Crazy Penguins” but none the less she still found herself near there and that was how she ran into him.

Gadget smiled when she was addressed  “Oh Hi, Sorry I’m not bothering you am I?” Gadget asked him she left her bag of things and stood on the edge of the habitat she could swim pretty well but the water wasn’t something she wanted to fall into

Skipper looked at the mouse, greatly suspicious. “That depends…..who are you and what are you doing?”

The flat headed penguin looked at the mouse before him skeptically. A new face, she must be a spy. Probably works for his fiendish arch-enemy, Dr. Blowhole. He would proceed with caution.

“You. Rest. Now.”

“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”

“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”

“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”

“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”

“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”

“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”

“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”

“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”

“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”

“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”

“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”

“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”

“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”

“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”

“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”

“I’ve had no energy for three days.”

“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”

“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”

“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”

“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”

“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”

“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”

“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”