Chapter One: A New Friend for Private
A young manchot, pingouin was creeping along in the shadows, breathing heavily, trying to stay hidden. He looked around the corner only to see nothing. He tobogganed to the suivant wall. Almost there, the manchot, pingouin thought. He froze in his tracks when he heard footsteps, quickly pressing himself against the cold concrete wall, hoping that the person wouldn't see him. Unfortunately, luck wasn't with him, and a manchot, pingouin saw him.
"Hey, guys! Look!" the manchot, pingouin yelled, pulling the frightened bird from the shadows. "I found him!"
A group of penguins formed around the two, closing in around them, yelling at the helpless manchot, pingouin in the stronger one's grasp.
"Where's that poisson toi promised me?" the bigger manchot, pingouin sneered.
"I don't have any," the manchot, pingouin whimpered. "There was only enough for me. I ate it all, Snapper."
"You know what that means, don't you?" snapper, vivaneau said, lifting the scared from the scruff of the penguin's neck.
Snapper threw the small manchot, pingouin to the ground, hard. He pounced on the penguin, throwing punches wherever he could, mostly his face and chest.
All the small manchot, pingouin could do was scream. He couldn't fight back; he didn't know how, and even if he did, he would just get bullied worse. Everyone seemed to be against him. No one ever cared. All he ever felt was pain; pain and hatred. Just as he was bracing himself for another punch, he heard someone yell.
"Hey, leave him alone! Get away!" a voice yelled. The crowd immediately dispersed, everyone running in different directions. A rather small manchot, pingouin came stomping over, looking extremely angry. "You!" he yelled, pointing at Snapper. "Get off of him!"
Snapper stood up, holding the manchot, pingouin forcefully par his flipper. "And just who do toi think toi are?" he asked angrily.
"A military officer," the manchot, pingouin answered with authority. "And if toi don't get off him, I'll have to rapporter toi for physical abuse."
Without anymore questions, snapper, vivaneau quickly ran off, releasing the bird. The officer waddled to the small penguin's side, a concerned look drawn upon his face. "You okay?" he asked.
"I hurt," he moaned, clutching his right flipper.
"What's your name?"
"I don't have a name. No one ever named me."
"You can call me Skipper, and I'll call toi Private, 'kay?"
Skipper carefully picked the newly named manchot, pingouin up and started walking away. The only injuries Private seemed to have was a black eye, a few bruises, and maybe a broken wing. He was no medic, so he couldn't be sure. The child looked extremely young, as he still had most of his down feathers. Skipper sighed sadly. He's too young for this, the officer thought. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Private ask, "Where are toi taking me?"
The question caught Skipper par surprise. He glanced down at the child, who was staring at him curiously. "Uh, to the animal hospital, why?" a dit Skipper.
"I was just wondering," came the reply. Private mentally slapped himself. What a stupid question to ask! Where else would he be taking him?
They were silent for a while, the only sounds were the footsteps of the manchot, pingouin and the normal sounds of the city. Skipper stopped when he heard a quiet, almost inaudible sob. He curiously looked at Private, who was crying.
"What's wrong?" the older manchot, pingouin asked. Private's head flashed up in a moment with fear in his eyes. He slowly turned to the officer, tears streaming down his face. His sobbing increased, as he laid his head on the officer's chest.
"Hey, what's wrong?" the manchot, pingouin repeated, plus demanding this time.
"Just leave me here," Private cried.
"Why?"
The young manchot, pingouin drew in a breath sharply, "Just do it. I-I... I don't wanna be bullied. If toi take me to the hospital, their bullying will increase even more."
"Why don't toi fight them back?!" Skipper demanded.
"That's the problem! I don't know how!" Private yelled. "Even if I did, I'm no match for them if they all team up against me, which they do a lot."
The officer sighed and set Private down into a sitting position. He sat down suivant to him, shaking his head. "Listen kid, if you're gonna survive in this world, toi gotta know how to defend yourself. Do toi think I didn't get my fair share of bullying when I was little? The only thing that would stop 'em was to fight back."
"My mum a dit toi shouldn't settle a fight with violence," Private sniffed.
"Sometimes toi have to," Skipper a dit quietly, patting Private's back assuringly. "Tell toi what: I'm searching for a team to help me with my mission. If I teach toi how to fight, will toi help me?"
Private's face lit up immediately. An actual, real mission? And he was asked to help? It was to good to be true for the young Private. He would finally have a purpose.
"I'll be glad to help!" Private cried, hugging the shocked Skipper. Skipper wasn't one for compassion. He stiffly wrapped his flipper's around the small child. "Thank you, Skippah!"
"Um, you're welcome?" Skipper a dit unsurely. "I'm still gonna have to take toi to the hospital, toi know."
"Okay!" Private replied cheerfully. He released himself from Skipper, clearly happy.
Skipper shrugged it off. He scooped Private up, continuing on the the hospital.
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Okay, I'm not satisfied with this, but I don't think this is the final product. I'm still working on it. ^^ Please enjoy the first chapter of my story!
A young manchot, pingouin was creeping along in the shadows, breathing heavily, trying to stay hidden. He looked around the corner only to see nothing. He tobogganed to the suivant wall. Almost there, the manchot, pingouin thought. He froze in his tracks when he heard footsteps, quickly pressing himself against the cold concrete wall, hoping that the person wouldn't see him. Unfortunately, luck wasn't with him, and a manchot, pingouin saw him.
"Hey, guys! Look!" the manchot, pingouin yelled, pulling the frightened bird from the shadows. "I found him!"
A group of penguins formed around the two, closing in around them, yelling at the helpless manchot, pingouin in the stronger one's grasp.
"Where's that poisson toi promised me?" the bigger manchot, pingouin sneered.
"I don't have any," the manchot, pingouin whimpered. "There was only enough for me. I ate it all, Snapper."
"You know what that means, don't you?" snapper, vivaneau said, lifting the scared from the scruff of the penguin's neck.
Snapper threw the small manchot, pingouin to the ground, hard. He pounced on the penguin, throwing punches wherever he could, mostly his face and chest.
All the small manchot, pingouin could do was scream. He couldn't fight back; he didn't know how, and even if he did, he would just get bullied worse. Everyone seemed to be against him. No one ever cared. All he ever felt was pain; pain and hatred. Just as he was bracing himself for another punch, he heard someone yell.
"Hey, leave him alone! Get away!" a voice yelled. The crowd immediately dispersed, everyone running in different directions. A rather small manchot, pingouin came stomping over, looking extremely angry. "You!" he yelled, pointing at Snapper. "Get off of him!"
Snapper stood up, holding the manchot, pingouin forcefully par his flipper. "And just who do toi think toi are?" he asked angrily.
"A military officer," the manchot, pingouin answered with authority. "And if toi don't get off him, I'll have to rapporter toi for physical abuse."
Without anymore questions, snapper, vivaneau quickly ran off, releasing the bird. The officer waddled to the small penguin's side, a concerned look drawn upon his face. "You okay?" he asked.
"I hurt," he moaned, clutching his right flipper.
"What's your name?"
"I don't have a name. No one ever named me."
"You can call me Skipper, and I'll call toi Private, 'kay?"
Skipper carefully picked the newly named manchot, pingouin up and started walking away. The only injuries Private seemed to have was a black eye, a few bruises, and maybe a broken wing. He was no medic, so he couldn't be sure. The child looked extremely young, as he still had most of his down feathers. Skipper sighed sadly. He's too young for this, the officer thought. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Private ask, "Where are toi taking me?"
The question caught Skipper par surprise. He glanced down at the child, who was staring at him curiously. "Uh, to the animal hospital, why?" a dit Skipper.
"I was just wondering," came the reply. Private mentally slapped himself. What a stupid question to ask! Where else would he be taking him?
They were silent for a while, the only sounds were the footsteps of the manchot, pingouin and the normal sounds of the city. Skipper stopped when he heard a quiet, almost inaudible sob. He curiously looked at Private, who was crying.
"What's wrong?" the older manchot, pingouin asked. Private's head flashed up in a moment with fear in his eyes. He slowly turned to the officer, tears streaming down his face. His sobbing increased, as he laid his head on the officer's chest.
"Hey, what's wrong?" the manchot, pingouin repeated, plus demanding this time.
"Just leave me here," Private cried.
"Why?"
The young manchot, pingouin drew in a breath sharply, "Just do it. I-I... I don't wanna be bullied. If toi take me to the hospital, their bullying will increase even more."
"Why don't toi fight them back?!" Skipper demanded.
"That's the problem! I don't know how!" Private yelled. "Even if I did, I'm no match for them if they all team up against me, which they do a lot."
The officer sighed and set Private down into a sitting position. He sat down suivant to him, shaking his head. "Listen kid, if you're gonna survive in this world, toi gotta know how to defend yourself. Do toi think I didn't get my fair share of bullying when I was little? The only thing that would stop 'em was to fight back."
"My mum a dit toi shouldn't settle a fight with violence," Private sniffed.
"Sometimes toi have to," Skipper a dit quietly, patting Private's back assuringly. "Tell toi what: I'm searching for a team to help me with my mission. If I teach toi how to fight, will toi help me?"
Private's face lit up immediately. An actual, real mission? And he was asked to help? It was to good to be true for the young Private. He would finally have a purpose.
"I'll be glad to help!" Private cried, hugging the shocked Skipper. Skipper wasn't one for compassion. He stiffly wrapped his flipper's around the small child. "Thank you, Skippah!"
"Um, you're welcome?" Skipper a dit unsurely. "I'm still gonna have to take toi to the hospital, toi know."
"Okay!" Private replied cheerfully. He released himself from Skipper, clearly happy.
Skipper shrugged it off. He scooped Private up, continuing on the the hospital.
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Okay, I'm not satisfied with this, but I don't think this is the final product. I'm still working on it. ^^ Please enjoy the first chapter of my story!
All Right, I was Wacthing Spongebob then It showed This Announcement On The Bottom That Said
"A Week Of Brand New Penguins! Starts This Monday On Nick!"
So It's Gonna Be Awesome!!!
The One On Monday Is About Julien Moving To The Petting Zoo So The Penguins Gotta Break Them Out!!!
There Are Like 8 ou Nine Other Episodes To Be Shown So Don't Forget To Watch Them On Nickelodeon
Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick! Nickelodeon!!!!!
"Because It Is The Pepole's Money!"
-Ryan Styles
"A Week Of Brand New Penguins! Starts This Monday On Nick!"
So It's Gonna Be Awesome!!!
The One On Monday Is About Julien Moving To The Petting Zoo So The Penguins Gotta Break Them Out!!!
There Are Like 8 ou Nine Other Episodes To Be Shown So Don't Forget To Watch Them On Nickelodeon
Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick! Nickelodeon!!!!!
"Because It Is The Pepole's Money!"
-Ryan Styles
Place: Somewhere hidden in the zoo.
Time:11:25 am
Have:Hey Rico, toi needed me?
Rico: ehy sjadgldyusdascsdk.(Hey Have I dare toi to dive in this goo, i think it is.)
Have:...No.
Rico: ucfaucfdsahvfihsdiu.(I'll give toi $10.)
Have:OK. :D
(Have dives in goo.)
Have: give me my $10
(Rico regurgitate $10)
Part1
Place:Central Park Zoo(Penguin habitat)
Time:11:30
Have:Hey Kowalski.
(Kowalski turns around)
Kowalski:what is that on you?
Have:I don't know but someone dared me to dive into a pool of goo for $10 and I wanted to know if it's radioactive ou not.
(Kowalski scan Have's body and poke the remaining goo with a stick)
Kowalski:Oh Man!
(Kowalski leaded Have to the Lab)
Private:What's wrong with Have?
Kowalski:Someone dared Have to dive into strange goo..That..I..can't figure out...
Skipper: Who would do such a thing?!
(Rico Looked guilty)
Kowalski:Anyway we should go on the day.
(End of part one part two coming soon.)