The morning arrived, sweeping petite white flakes to the snowy tundra. I peak out from under the sheets of snow and I rush into my parents' room as rapidly as my legs can take me. The bett is half vacant, my mother lays asleep Von herself.
I climb my way up, grasping the covers. With all the strength I can muster up, I get on oben, nach oben of her shoulder. I start poking her cheek to wake her up.
"Momma, wake up!" I yell, Schauspielen as an alarm clock, but she continuously snores. I groan and kreuz my flippers across my chest.
In a matter of minutes, I lose all interest, and hop down it the bed. To my suprise it turns out to be very bouncy. I bound up and down on the bed, which unintentionally wakes mother up. "Good morning, Skipper," she groans. "Where's daddy?" I question. She responds, "he'll be back before dinner."
Later in the day, we go outside, so she can fish. While she does that, I wait with the rookery's hatchlingsitter. As mom heads off she tells me to "Be careful", but for me, that is extremely challenging. All eyes fixate on me. Penguins glare as icly as the glaciers and others daze at me blankly, as if expecting something. In return I share the bewildered gaze. There in the colony, I learn not everyone looks upon me as the rightful prince.
A few girls my age giggle and point at me, and some boys race past me calling out insults, sometimes taking the time to slap the back of my head. But something soon crosses the line. "All hail the prince of the weaklings! What a mighty ruler!" One taunts. I face him, my fist clenched in fury. "Shut up!" I cry. "Oh, is the failure going to make me? Come on, try you, little coward!" He jeers.
My mind becomes a battlefield. Half tells me to fight the other says just the opposite. I start panicking. It's not like I've ever fought before! A pile of snowballs sits behind me, but it's not only snowballs. An icicle with a point as keen as a swordfish, sits buried underneath a hügel of wolke white snow. My eyes meet the lethal object and I seize it. How can a piercing weapon possibly help me now?! In frustation I toss it behind me.
The bully lets out a Zufällig scream and rushes away holding his foot. What? Penguins here are so unpredictable. This place is extremely weird. Maybe, I'm the weird one. Nah, that can't be it. Everyone likes me so far. A few years pass and every morning it is the same schedule and routine, but the teasing for fun turns to acts of hatred and intimidation.
"Hey, cousin! oder should I call Du your majesty?" A brawny penguin, a couple of years older, jogs up. Female penguins flock around him, admiring his glossy feathers of what seems perfection. They rub his muscular shoulders. "Okay, ladies, I need a little time alone." He whispers, not even taking time to look at oder egknowledge them. One Von one, they strut away spewing glares my way and mouthing out sentences like: "Cain's the real prince." oder "I hope Du die, so Cain will rule.", and "Cain is ten times the prince Du are,".
Just his presence alone gives me a tingling unsafe feeling. It's a sixth sense. "I beg your pardon, about them, but what can I say? They love me. Let me introduce myself. I'm Cain," He contuines. "I'm -" I sheepishly start, but he cuts me off. "I already know, Skipper."
"But how?" I ponder. "Everybody knows Du ..... you're the prince, I guess." He sighs. "Yeah, but what were they talking about? 'Cain's the real prince'?" I question. He chuckles shaking his head, cocking it back. "Shall we walk and I'll explain?" He asks and I nod. So, we start our walk and he begins. "You see, a couple of years ago, my father was king. During the invasion of the southern colony, he was murdered. I was Weiter in line, but your father was gegeben the throne.
"Oh, wow, that's just ..... terrible." I say in pity. "Yeah, but my mother tells be that I'm the rightful king," he contuines after a brief silence "but one she promises I'll be king." He says staring boldly at his reflection in a chunk of ice.
My mother waddles up and is startled when she sees Cain turn around to reveal his face. "Cain?! Come on, Skipper, we need to leave!" She seizes my flipper. "But, mama, I wanna talk to Cain some more!" I beg. "You know, he's going to find out sooner oder later it's just a matter of time. We all know that Cain is the rightful king. At least he's Mehr fit for the job than your son will ever be!" A female says. "Jezebel, Du rat! Don't Du ever say those words, especially right in front of my son! Du know as well as I do that my husband was first in line and now Skipper is! Du and your deceiving son must have some nerve trying to fill his innonce, naive brain with your wrong propaganda!" She snaps back.
As we head home, Jezebel snarls at us more, "Well, that 'propaganda' is the truth!"
"Don't listen to her ..... actually, neither of them." She says trying to comfort me and picks me up. "But why would Aunt Jezebel say that then?" I wonder innoncently. "Some penguins will do anything for wealth and poplicity. Unforunately, your aunt is one of them, and soon Cain will inherit that from her. It's not safe, sicher to be around him, and I don't want to lose you, Skipper. Please, stay away from him." She explains. "I promise, if you're happy, mommy." I vow. "You're a good boy, Skipper. I Liebe you." She says pecking my cheek.
The years pass by, as I grow. The night before my certain doom creeps up and startles me like a thief prowling in the dusk. It is the last night I am the innocent age of four. Tomorrow will be the Tag I turn five, the Tag I battle a blood lusting ....... seal.
I climb my way up, grasping the covers. With all the strength I can muster up, I get on oben, nach oben of her shoulder. I start poking her cheek to wake her up.
"Momma, wake up!" I yell, Schauspielen as an alarm clock, but she continuously snores. I groan and kreuz my flippers across my chest.
In a matter of minutes, I lose all interest, and hop down it the bed. To my suprise it turns out to be very bouncy. I bound up and down on the bed, which unintentionally wakes mother up. "Good morning, Skipper," she groans. "Where's daddy?" I question. She responds, "he'll be back before dinner."
Later in the day, we go outside, so she can fish. While she does that, I wait with the rookery's hatchlingsitter. As mom heads off she tells me to "Be careful", but for me, that is extremely challenging. All eyes fixate on me. Penguins glare as icly as the glaciers and others daze at me blankly, as if expecting something. In return I share the bewildered gaze. There in the colony, I learn not everyone looks upon me as the rightful prince.
A few girls my age giggle and point at me, and some boys race past me calling out insults, sometimes taking the time to slap the back of my head. But something soon crosses the line. "All hail the prince of the weaklings! What a mighty ruler!" One taunts. I face him, my fist clenched in fury. "Shut up!" I cry. "Oh, is the failure going to make me? Come on, try you, little coward!" He jeers.
My mind becomes a battlefield. Half tells me to fight the other says just the opposite. I start panicking. It's not like I've ever fought before! A pile of snowballs sits behind me, but it's not only snowballs. An icicle with a point as keen as a swordfish, sits buried underneath a hügel of wolke white snow. My eyes meet the lethal object and I seize it. How can a piercing weapon possibly help me now?! In frustation I toss it behind me.
The bully lets out a Zufällig scream and rushes away holding his foot. What? Penguins here are so unpredictable. This place is extremely weird. Maybe, I'm the weird one. Nah, that can't be it. Everyone likes me so far. A few years pass and every morning it is the same schedule and routine, but the teasing for fun turns to acts of hatred and intimidation.
"Hey, cousin! oder should I call Du your majesty?" A brawny penguin, a couple of years older, jogs up. Female penguins flock around him, admiring his glossy feathers of what seems perfection. They rub his muscular shoulders. "Okay, ladies, I need a little time alone." He whispers, not even taking time to look at oder egknowledge them. One Von one, they strut away spewing glares my way and mouthing out sentences like: "Cain's the real prince." oder "I hope Du die, so Cain will rule.", and "Cain is ten times the prince Du are,".
Just his presence alone gives me a tingling unsafe feeling. It's a sixth sense. "I beg your pardon, about them, but what can I say? They love me. Let me introduce myself. I'm Cain," He contuines. "I'm -" I sheepishly start, but he cuts me off. "I already know, Skipper."
"But how?" I ponder. "Everybody knows Du ..... you're the prince, I guess." He sighs. "Yeah, but what were they talking about? 'Cain's the real prince'?" I question. He chuckles shaking his head, cocking it back. "Shall we walk and I'll explain?" He asks and I nod. So, we start our walk and he begins. "You see, a couple of years ago, my father was king. During the invasion of the southern colony, he was murdered. I was Weiter in line, but your father was gegeben the throne.
"Oh, wow, that's just ..... terrible." I say in pity. "Yeah, but my mother tells be that I'm the rightful king," he contuines after a brief silence "but one she promises I'll be king." He says staring boldly at his reflection in a chunk of ice.
My mother waddles up and is startled when she sees Cain turn around to reveal his face. "Cain?! Come on, Skipper, we need to leave!" She seizes my flipper. "But, mama, I wanna talk to Cain some more!" I beg. "You know, he's going to find out sooner oder later it's just a matter of time. We all know that Cain is the rightful king. At least he's Mehr fit for the job than your son will ever be!" A female says. "Jezebel, Du rat! Don't Du ever say those words, especially right in front of my son! Du know as well as I do that my husband was first in line and now Skipper is! Du and your deceiving son must have some nerve trying to fill his innonce, naive brain with your wrong propaganda!" She snaps back.
As we head home, Jezebel snarls at us more, "Well, that 'propaganda' is the truth!"
"Don't listen to her ..... actually, neither of them." She says trying to comfort me and picks me up. "But why would Aunt Jezebel say that then?" I wonder innoncently. "Some penguins will do anything for wealth and poplicity. Unforunately, your aunt is one of them, and soon Cain will inherit that from her. It's not safe, sicher to be around him, and I don't want to lose you, Skipper. Please, stay away from him." She explains. "I promise, if you're happy, mommy." I vow. "You're a good boy, Skipper. I Liebe you." She says pecking my cheek.
The years pass by, as I grow. The night before my certain doom creeps up and startles me like a thief prowling in the dusk. It is the last night I am the innocent age of four. Tomorrow will be the Tag I turn five, the Tag I battle a blood lusting ....... seal.
Harry:well it's not every Tag u schlagen, punsch a lemur
Alex:*gasp* RON AND HERMIONE!!!!!
Harry:they must be looking 4 us
Alex:bye guys,it was nice meeting u!
(upside)
Ron:where the heck have u been?
Alex:I was......um.....looking....for my Wand yeah that's it my wand right Harry?
Harry:uh?oh yeah her wand
Hermione:alright came on let's head Home
Alex:okay
(at home)
Sirius:so how was the zoo?
Hermione:Alex Lost her wand but found it
Sirius:YOU Lost YOUR WAND AT TGE ZOO!
Alex:hey I found it right
(at the HQ)
Private:skippah,don't u think we should do u know ask Frage Harry and Alexandra
Skipper:young private that's there choice
Alex:*gasp* RON AND HERMIONE!!!!!
Harry:they must be looking 4 us
Alex:bye guys,it was nice meeting u!
(upside)
Ron:where the heck have u been?
Alex:I was......um.....looking....for my Wand yeah that's it my wand right Harry?
Harry:uh?oh yeah her wand
Hermione:alright came on let's head Home
Alex:okay
(at home)
Sirius:so how was the zoo?
Hermione:Alex Lost her wand but found it
Sirius:YOU Lost YOUR WAND AT TGE ZOO!
Alex:hey I found it right
(at the HQ)
Private:skippah,don't u think we should do u know ask Frage Harry and Alexandra
Skipper:young private that's there choice
Me:but who why when
Skipper:we don't know who and don't know why but it happen right now
Harry:I know why a gryffindory did this because some how they want to go the chamber
Hermonie:we'll ask Hagrid
Ron:oh sure we can go like: " oh hello Hagrid do u know anything about the chamber"
Hagrid:no talking about are Du
All of us:no
Me:some how he knows
Wood:today we'll Zeigen hufflepuff we'll bet them
Fred(or greoge) : Harry will stop them with his starting thing that can freeze them
Me:Harry the games called off Du have to see this
At the hoptil wing
Me:hermonie been...
Harry and Ron:hermonie
Me:she was in the bibliothek
End of part 9 well hermonie live *dramcie music*
Skipper:we don't know who and don't know why but it happen right now
Harry:I know why a gryffindory did this because some how they want to go the chamber
Hermonie:we'll ask Hagrid
Ron:oh sure we can go like: " oh hello Hagrid do u know anything about the chamber"
Hagrid:no talking about are Du
All of us:no
Me:some how he knows
Wood:today we'll Zeigen hufflepuff we'll bet them
Fred(or greoge) : Harry will stop them with his starting thing that can freeze them
Me:Harry the games called off Du have to see this
At the hoptil wing
Me:hermonie been...
Harry and Ron:hermonie
Me:she was in the bibliothek
End of part 9 well hermonie live *dramcie music*
Me:soooooo that's wasn't so hard was it
Harry: oh really then was
Skipper:it's really great to be here Alex because Du look.....like......a.......angel
Me and the wizard:...........?
Skipper: I mean Du know
Me:right........
At defans art and dark magic
Proffeser:today you'll learn how to make sure a vampire doesn't bite you
*bells ring* ringgggggggg
At lunch
Me:well what do we have in the-
Ron:we don't have anything
Me:alright
Precy:are Du leaving Alex with the penguins?
Me:yeah! Harry,Ron,Hermiome Du can come
The three of them:really!
Me:yeah my parents think it's okay
Harry: oh really then was
Skipper:it's really great to be here Alex because Du look.....like......a.......angel
Me and the wizard:...........?
Skipper: I mean Du know
Me:right........
At defans art and dark magic
Proffeser:today you'll learn how to make sure a vampire doesn't bite you
*bells ring* ringgggggggg
At lunch
Me:well what do we have in the-
Ron:we don't have anything
Me:alright
Precy:are Du leaving Alex with the penguins?
Me:yeah! Harry,Ron,Hermiome Du can come
The three of them:really!
Me:yeah my parents think it's okay
Harry:well now we know who you-
Me:should we go to bett
Harry:right penguins following me and Ron
Hermione:good night private *blows a kiss*
Private:*sigh*
Me:night skipper
Skipper:night Alex
Harry:night Alex
Me:night
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Weiter moring
At dark defense and dark magic
Professor q:a-a-and remaeber that I-I-f Du ever find a v-v-v-aprime use garlic *bells ring*
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at lunch
Me:I am telling Du mayfol is going to get Du in trouble
Harry:don't worry
Skipper:who mayfol
Me:someone Du don't want to me
Mayfol:why not Alex
Me:no reason jerk
Mayfol:I'll see Du griffdory at flying lesson
Me:ahggggggg again
Harry:don't worry it won't happen like on the 1year
Private:what happen?
Hermoien:you don't want to know
Part 3 ends
Part 4 coming soon to a Fanpop near you
Me:should we go to bett
Harry:right penguins following me and Ron
Hermione:good night private *blows a kiss*
Private:*sigh*
Me:night skipper
Skipper:night Alex
Harry:night Alex
Me:night
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Weiter moring
At dark defense and dark magic
Professor q:a-a-and remaeber that I-I-f Du ever find a v-v-v-aprime use garlic *bells ring*
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at lunch
Me:I am telling Du mayfol is going to get Du in trouble
Harry:don't worry
Skipper:who mayfol
Me:someone Du don't want to me
Mayfol:why not Alex
Me:no reason jerk
Mayfol:I'll see Du griffdory at flying lesson
Me:ahggggggg again
Harry:don't worry it won't happen like on the 1year
Private:what happen?
Hermoien:you don't want to know
Part 3 ends
Part 4 coming soon to a Fanpop near you