Author's Note: And here's the اگلے chapter. I also want to thank SaturdaySurpris for reviewing. Enjoy!
Private and I walked back to the zoo. “So,” asked Private, “how was it?”
I grinned at him. “Amazingly delicious.”
He beamed. “See, everybody likes snow cones.”
I laughed. “You were right, Private. Race آپ back to the zoo.”
I took off sliding. He ran a little before launching himself. “Not fair!” yelled Private. “You got a head start!”
We arrived, laughing, at the پینگوئن, پیںگان habitat. “Uh oh,” کہا Private, sliding to a stop.
I followed his glance to see a very angry looking Skipper. “I agree,” I whispered back.
“Where have آپ been? آپ missed training!”
As I opened my beak to defend myself, Private lowered his eyes. “Sorry, Skipper.”
I realized that the words were directed at the young penguin. Without thinking, I defended Private. “It wasn’t his fault,” I said.
Skipper turned to me. “Yes it was,” he answered.
“I asked him to go,” I replied evenly.
Skipper glanced at Private. “Is it true?”
The boy looked at me, fear in his eyes. I nodded once. “Yes, sir,” he mumbled.
Skipper glanced between us and sighed. “Ten laps around the zoo,” he finally said.
With that, he jumped back into the HQ. Private looked at me. “Why did آپ do that?”
“Do what?”
“Defend me? It was my fault. I asked آپ if آپ wanted to get snow cones with me. I should have looked at the time,” he said.
The پینگوئن, پیںگان was nearly in tears. I waddled over to him and patted his back. “Instinct, Private. آپ reminded me of someone.”
He looked up at me. “Thanks.”
I smiled back. “Come on. I’ll do the laps with you.”
Ten laps later…
“That was refreshing,” I noted.
“Nothing like a swim after a long run,” agreed Private.
He glanced at me. “Nathan? Can I ask آپ a question?”
“You already did,” I said, smiling.
“I mean another one.”
“Sure, Private. What do آپ want to know?”
“You کہا I reminded آپ of somebody. Who?”
I looked toward the horizon. “You’re a lot like my brother, Private. A lot like him.”
Without waiting for an answer, I climbed down to the HQ.
Private and I walked back to the zoo. “So,” asked Private, “how was it?”
I grinned at him. “Amazingly delicious.”
He beamed. “See, everybody likes snow cones.”
I laughed. “You were right, Private. Race آپ back to the zoo.”
I took off sliding. He ran a little before launching himself. “Not fair!” yelled Private. “You got a head start!”
We arrived, laughing, at the پینگوئن, پیںگان habitat. “Uh oh,” کہا Private, sliding to a stop.
I followed his glance to see a very angry looking Skipper. “I agree,” I whispered back.
“Where have آپ been? آپ missed training!”
As I opened my beak to defend myself, Private lowered his eyes. “Sorry, Skipper.”
I realized that the words were directed at the young penguin. Without thinking, I defended Private. “It wasn’t his fault,” I said.
Skipper turned to me. “Yes it was,” he answered.
“I asked him to go,” I replied evenly.
Skipper glanced at Private. “Is it true?”
The boy looked at me, fear in his eyes. I nodded once. “Yes, sir,” he mumbled.
Skipper glanced between us and sighed. “Ten laps around the zoo,” he finally said.
With that, he jumped back into the HQ. Private looked at me. “Why did آپ do that?”
“Do what?”
“Defend me? It was my fault. I asked آپ if آپ wanted to get snow cones with me. I should have looked at the time,” he said.
The پینگوئن, پیںگان was nearly in tears. I waddled over to him and patted his back. “Instinct, Private. آپ reminded me of someone.”
He looked up at me. “Thanks.”
I smiled back. “Come on. I’ll do the laps with you.”
Ten laps later…
“That was refreshing,” I noted.
“Nothing like a swim after a long run,” agreed Private.
He glanced at me. “Nathan? Can I ask آپ a question?”
“You already did,” I said, smiling.
“I mean another one.”
“Sure, Private. What do آپ want to know?”
“You کہا I reminded آپ of somebody. Who?”
I looked toward the horizon. “You’re a lot like my brother, Private. A lot like him.”
Without waiting for an answer, I climbed down to the HQ.
theres alot of new شائقین joing the pom fanpop spot alot and they all want to know everyone and some people want to know مزید info about one another so i made a litte sevay. its to intorduce آپ to the new guys. becuse theres abunch of ڈیٹس اپ of abunch of شائقین asking us who are آپ and stuff si the survaey is in the bottom
species:
geander:
تاریخ of birth:
wepons:if آپ have any
fav sport:
fav sport team:
hobbies:
mood:
other facts:
picture
heres mine
species:
geander:
تاریخ of birth:
wepons:if آپ have any
fav sport:
fav sport team:
hobbies:
mood:
other facts:
picture
heres mine
R for blood and cursing
If u don't like cute گلابی and furry aliens bleeding, I'm warning you- DON'T READ ANY FURTHER!
You're still reading this?
Okay...
Don't say I didn't warn you!
___________________________________
It was a clear night. There were shooting stars. Everyone was watching them. One سٹار, ستارہ was coming right toward the penguins! They got out of the way, but it hit the concrete- hard. It was knocked out, and had cuts, bruises, and blood all over it. They decided to take it inside.
About an گھنٹہ later, the penguins heard something. "Oh shit. Where the hell am I?" it said. "Hey! We don't use that language here!" Skipper said. "Don't اقدام your leg." Kowalski said.
"Why?"
"It's broken."
"OH SHIT!"
"HEY! Miss Curse-a-lot! What did I say about that language!?" Skipper said. "Geez! Sorry man!" she responded, "Anyways, I'm Kat. I'm Lightopian, which is a type of alien."
"An ALIEN!?" Kowalski said, surprised, "We can't let anyone else see you!"
"Why?"
If u don't like cute گلابی and furry aliens bleeding, I'm warning you- DON'T READ ANY FURTHER!
You're still reading this?
Okay...
Don't say I didn't warn you!
___________________________________
It was a clear night. There were shooting stars. Everyone was watching them. One سٹار, ستارہ was coming right toward the penguins! They got out of the way, but it hit the concrete- hard. It was knocked out, and had cuts, bruises, and blood all over it. They decided to take it inside.
About an گھنٹہ later, the penguins heard something. "Oh shit. Where the hell am I?" it said. "Hey! We don't use that language here!" Skipper said. "Don't اقدام your leg." Kowalski said.
"Why?"
"It's broken."
"OH SHIT!"
"HEY! Miss Curse-a-lot! What did I say about that language!?" Skipper said. "Geez! Sorry man!" she responded, "Anyways, I'm Kat. I'm Lightopian, which is a type of alien."
"An ALIEN!?" Kowalski said, surprised, "We can't let anyone else see you!"
"Why?"
