Skipper was usually pretty self-conscious about his height, especially given he was the leader of a group of commando penguins. He was the leader, yet he was the third shortest of the group, and was quickly in danger of becoming the shortest with Private still having time to grow. There was just a sense that since Rico and Kowalski were larger than him, that he couldn't be taken seriously as a leader, but Skipper had an idea to increase his height.
"Alright, let's see how this works." Skipper whispered from Kowalski's lab as his squad slept. He had tied a fairly large amount of weight around his ankles and he was standing beneath a pole, just a few inches from his grasp. With all his strength he jumped up and grabbed onto the bar.
"Ah-ha!" Skippers shouted, probably a bit to loud, but nothing that would wake his teammates. He just hung there for a few minutes, slowly feeling his back stretch out, straining to hold on, but Skipper wasn't willing to let that stop him, so he held on. In no time at all, he felt his feet firmly planted on the ground.
"It worked." Skipper was amazed. He knew this would be a work in progress, since he didn't want to put too much strain on his back at once, nor did he want his team to notice what he was doing. Skipper felt great and headed back to bed and now knew for sure what he was going to do every night once everyone was asleep. And stretch himself out every night he did.
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