Private rushed to the HQ, and straight into his bunk. There he laid wailing into his pillow. Unfortunately, with all his stress, he didn't notice the burning smell oder smoke. His kissen grew damp underneath his face. Both of his failures played through his mind like a degrading movie. The Mehr he thought, the worse he felt. Skipper's so mad at me! I'm such a failure! How could I mess up twice?! Private screamed in his mind.
We headed into the habitat in disbelief. I rushed into through the hole first. Smoke filtered the room, and it was coming from the oven. As always, we all-well except for Private who had mysteriously vanished-worked as a team to fix the problem. Rico slid the hatch open to let the fog filter out. Kowalski took abendessen out of the oven, while I searched up and down for Private.
I was appalled, when I found him sobbing silently in his bunk. He had his face planted into his pillow. The young pinguin was tearing himself up inside. Believe it oder not, it was breaking my heart. I broke my mute watching.
"Private? Are you.....okay?" I gingerly asked. He immediately rose his head up. I guess, I startled him. He has aghast. He jumped right onto the ground, and ran up to Rico offering to help him.
"Well, dinner's ruined!" Kowalski griped flatly. It made me jump, as he slammed the pot down on the counter in frustration. Rico rushed over, dramatically.
"Fiiisshh?" He whimpered to the burnt, gigantic whopper of a fish. Rico snapped from lamenting to growling and baring his....beak at Private.
"All right, I guess we'll just have to get another one." I suggested.
"It's Thanks Giving! There aren't going to be any fisch nearly as big as that one!" Kowalski argued.
"Yeah!" Rico chimed in. They weren't making this easy!
"Exactly! It's Thanks Giving! And what's the beliebt dish for humans on Thanks Giving?" I put together, trying to reason. For once.
"Uh...turkey?" Kowalski answered a bit confused.
"So?" Rico grunted.
"So, the chances of there being fisch still isn't as bad as we thought."
"Yay!!!!!" Rico cheered.
We all rushed into the car. Kowalski took the wheel, and Rico sat in the passenger seat. That left Private to sit Weiter to me. "Hey, how are you?" I smiled. He shifted in his sitz uncomfortably.
"Sorry," He whimpered. "I'm sorry for everything! I'm sorry for not being a good soldier. I can't even beat Mort in football." He sagte ashamed. Sure, I was upset. But I couldn't handle seeing him like that. Did he really think I was that mad? Of course he did! I was a jerk! There was no excuse for that!
"Don't be sorry, soldier!" I comforted him.
Rico butted in, "How could Du not notice the fish?!" The Sekunde Rico got the chance, he snapped at him.
"I'm sorry! I was a little upset from the game!" Private shot at him. Private leaned in yelling at Rico. He was almost on oben, nach oben of me. Rico began yelling back. Soon their heated arguement turned into a screaming match. They were giving me a headache Von both of them shouting at the same time.
"Shut up!" I scolded at the both of them. The car came to an abrupt stop.
"We're here," Kowalski groaned.
We parked in the ally of fisch Mart. Unfortunately, we had to park Weiter to the dumpster. It reaked! I held my beak, as we stepped out of the car. Flies swarmed around the trash, and soon began droning in our earholes. The boys and I had to contuinously swat them all away.
"Stupid pests!" Private muttered. He never called any creature a pest, not even the rats oder "broches".
On my order, we formered a stack. Private was on the bottom. Then it was Rico, and on oben, nach oben of him was Kowalski. As always, I stood on top. We waddled our way to the door, struggling to keep our balance.
"Rico, paper clip!" I commanded. He spit one up to me. In mid air, I caught it. Sekunden is the amount of time it took me to uncoil the clip. I jammed it in the the knob, and jiggled it around in the keyhole.
Because the store was closed, as expected; no one was there. Without having to use stealth, we headed into an aisle of colossal fisch on ice. Rico hopped into the large cooler, and dazed out at the tiny fish.
There was no sign of a fisch as big as the one they had. Rico groaned, and plopped to the ground. He shook his in hopelessness. "No fish."
"Just get the biggest one." I sighed.
Private hung his head low. Like before, his eyes were watery. He looked around to see his flustered friends. Disappointedly he slowly waddled out. Outside the building, he slouched up against the Wand alone. From the garbage in front of him, a moskito began buzzing forward.
He was emotionless, and just let it suck his blood. He winced at first. "At least, you'll eat well." He sighed.
"Private, get that bug off of you!" I scolded.
"Aye, aye," Private moaned. It was like he was depressed. Literally....sick. Probably just over reacting.
Kowalski approached us, carrying a few groupers. Rico moped behind him. Clearly, so far it wasn't going to be the best Thanks Giving. Okay, maybe it was turning out to be the worst. The clouds were piling up and packing tightly together. The sky was like our feelings-gloomy. No one was the least bit happy.
abendessen was a dud. Barely no one talked. Tension was a thick Wand between us. Even though we were all at the same table, we felt so seperated. Most of the talking in fact were sentences beginning with "Can Du pass the....?"
After dinner, Rico passed out in his bunk, as he always did on this holiday. Kowalski was waddling into his lab, and Private sat down on the floor; coloring Lunacorns. I was preparing dessert.
All of a sudden, everything got dark. Every light in the HQ was out.
"Kowalski, analysis!" I called to the scientist in his lab. He came out right away. The tall pinguin reached up to pull down the looking glass.
All throughout the zoo, every light was out. Alice stood with a walky-talky up to her ear. Her body langauge read it all. She was slouching, but wore a angry glare. The zoo keeper began yelling into the walky talky.
"You mean the power's out, until tomorrow?! And I have to stay, until then?!" Alice spoke into the device. When she hung up, she muttered to herself. "It's bad enough I have to a spend my Thanks Giving with these animals, instead of my family."
After Kowalski reported what he heard, none of us were happy; either. At least, the kürbis pie had time to bake; before the energy had gone out.
"Rico, lantern." I ordered. As usual, Rico hacked up what I was looking for. The lantern was as big as Kowalski.
"Yes, but is it charged?" I questioned. Rico flipped a dial to high. A few Sekunden passed, with nothing.
Then, a blinding light came from the lantern unexpectedly. We all covered our eyes from the incredibly bright light. I rushed over to the dial. Since it was turned all the way to the right, it was easy to tell where low was.
After I turned it down, the light was a hundred times Mehr bearable. For awhile we sat around the light quietly, like we did at dinner.
"It's almost like we're camping." Private observed in an amiable tone. It was much different than before.
"You're right," Kowalski smiled. Again, he even seemed in a better mood now.
So did Rico as he cheered, "Yay camping!"
"I could set up the tent." I offered.
"Yay!" Rico repeated.
I walked out of the room to get the tent. It took me what seemed forever to find it. It was hidden underneath weapons and gadgets. The truth is, we hadn't gone camping in I'm not sure how many years. Well, if Du don't count the ones for mission purposes. But those weren't really fun, unlike just camping.
When I got back into the room, the boys were laughing. I began grinning, too at the sight of their happiness. Rico was cracking up, Private giggled, and Kowalski chuckled.
"Hey, Skipper, do Du remember Goldy?" Kowalski asked me. I laughed. Goldy was Private's pet goldfish. A pinguin with a pet fish. Let's just say that didn't work out.
"And some one had to eat him!" Private remarked.
"Hey, don't look at me!" I sagte defending myself.
"But Du ate him, didn't you?" Private was confused. That's the story the rest of the boys and I told him. I looked at Kowalski for help.
"Private, when Du have a fish; Du have to clean the bowl." Kowalski explained.
"Oh...that explains a lot. So Du didn't eat him."
"Uh...well, when Rico and I found him he was sorta..." I admitted.
Rico fell unto his back. "Belly up,"
"Yeah, and we didn't know how to tell you; so we panicked." I told him.
"Skipper and I were figuring out how to tell you, when....we heard Rico-" Kowalski explained farther. Rico belched. "Yeah did that." Kowalski finished.
"So Rico did it?" Private guessed.
"Yeah, and he didn't want Du mad at him. So I just took the blame for it." I said. Then I rubbed my fins together. "So who wants pie?"
"Me! Me!" Rico cried.
After the pie was passed out, almost everyone gobbled it down. Private just nudged it with his fork, barely taking a bite out of it.
"Poor Alice. She's all alone on Thanks Giving. I wish there was something we could do to cheer her up. After all, it is a holiday." He sighed. I put a fin on his back.
"Maybe there is." I suggested.
Alice dragged on into her office. Wishfully she flipped the light switch in her office. Just as suspected, nothing happened. It remained almost pitch black now.
She plopped into her chair, and sighed. "I know what I'm not thankful for." But her mood changed suddenly.
She noticed a figure on her desk. It was small and flat. Out of the droor, she grabbed a flash light. The shadow was shown in the light. In the place of the mysterious object, was a slice of kürbis pie and a fork.
She began eating it. "Maybe, I should be a little Mehr thankful. After all, I do have a job."
From outside of the building we gave each other high fives. So maybe, this Thanks Giving was turning out better. Matter of fact, it probably was the best one ever. All because of Private's big heart.
We headed into the habitat in disbelief. I rushed into through the hole first. Smoke filtered the room, and it was coming from the oven. As always, we all-well except for Private who had mysteriously vanished-worked as a team to fix the problem. Rico slid the hatch open to let the fog filter out. Kowalski took abendessen out of the oven, while I searched up and down for Private.
I was appalled, when I found him sobbing silently in his bunk. He had his face planted into his pillow. The young pinguin was tearing himself up inside. Believe it oder not, it was breaking my heart. I broke my mute watching.
"Private? Are you.....okay?" I gingerly asked. He immediately rose his head up. I guess, I startled him. He has aghast. He jumped right onto the ground, and ran up to Rico offering to help him.
"Well, dinner's ruined!" Kowalski griped flatly. It made me jump, as he slammed the pot down on the counter in frustration. Rico rushed over, dramatically.
"Fiiisshh?" He whimpered to the burnt, gigantic whopper of a fish. Rico snapped from lamenting to growling and baring his....beak at Private.
"All right, I guess we'll just have to get another one." I suggested.
"It's Thanks Giving! There aren't going to be any fisch nearly as big as that one!" Kowalski argued.
"Yeah!" Rico chimed in. They weren't making this easy!
"Exactly! It's Thanks Giving! And what's the beliebt dish for humans on Thanks Giving?" I put together, trying to reason. For once.
"Uh...turkey?" Kowalski answered a bit confused.
"So?" Rico grunted.
"So, the chances of there being fisch still isn't as bad as we thought."
"Yay!!!!!" Rico cheered.
We all rushed into the car. Kowalski took the wheel, and Rico sat in the passenger seat. That left Private to sit Weiter to me. "Hey, how are you?" I smiled. He shifted in his sitz uncomfortably.
"Sorry," He whimpered. "I'm sorry for everything! I'm sorry for not being a good soldier. I can't even beat Mort in football." He sagte ashamed. Sure, I was upset. But I couldn't handle seeing him like that. Did he really think I was that mad? Of course he did! I was a jerk! There was no excuse for that!
"Don't be sorry, soldier!" I comforted him.
Rico butted in, "How could Du not notice the fish?!" The Sekunde Rico got the chance, he snapped at him.
"I'm sorry! I was a little upset from the game!" Private shot at him. Private leaned in yelling at Rico. He was almost on oben, nach oben of me. Rico began yelling back. Soon their heated arguement turned into a screaming match. They were giving me a headache Von both of them shouting at the same time.
"Shut up!" I scolded at the both of them. The car came to an abrupt stop.
"We're here," Kowalski groaned.
We parked in the ally of fisch Mart. Unfortunately, we had to park Weiter to the dumpster. It reaked! I held my beak, as we stepped out of the car. Flies swarmed around the trash, and soon began droning in our earholes. The boys and I had to contuinously swat them all away.
"Stupid pests!" Private muttered. He never called any creature a pest, not even the rats oder "broches".
On my order, we formered a stack. Private was on the bottom. Then it was Rico, and on oben, nach oben of him was Kowalski. As always, I stood on top. We waddled our way to the door, struggling to keep our balance.
"Rico, paper clip!" I commanded. He spit one up to me. In mid air, I caught it. Sekunden is the amount of time it took me to uncoil the clip. I jammed it in the the knob, and jiggled it around in the keyhole.
Because the store was closed, as expected; no one was there. Without having to use stealth, we headed into an aisle of colossal fisch on ice. Rico hopped into the large cooler, and dazed out at the tiny fish.
There was no sign of a fisch as big as the one they had. Rico groaned, and plopped to the ground. He shook his in hopelessness. "No fish."
"Just get the biggest one." I sighed.
Private hung his head low. Like before, his eyes were watery. He looked around to see his flustered friends. Disappointedly he slowly waddled out. Outside the building, he slouched up against the Wand alone. From the garbage in front of him, a moskito began buzzing forward.
He was emotionless, and just let it suck his blood. He winced at first. "At least, you'll eat well." He sighed.
"Private, get that bug off of you!" I scolded.
"Aye, aye," Private moaned. It was like he was depressed. Literally....sick. Probably just over reacting.
Kowalski approached us, carrying a few groupers. Rico moped behind him. Clearly, so far it wasn't going to be the best Thanks Giving. Okay, maybe it was turning out to be the worst. The clouds were piling up and packing tightly together. The sky was like our feelings-gloomy. No one was the least bit happy.
abendessen was a dud. Barely no one talked. Tension was a thick Wand between us. Even though we were all at the same table, we felt so seperated. Most of the talking in fact were sentences beginning with "Can Du pass the....?"
After dinner, Rico passed out in his bunk, as he always did on this holiday. Kowalski was waddling into his lab, and Private sat down on the floor; coloring Lunacorns. I was preparing dessert.
All of a sudden, everything got dark. Every light in the HQ was out.
"Kowalski, analysis!" I called to the scientist in his lab. He came out right away. The tall pinguin reached up to pull down the looking glass.
All throughout the zoo, every light was out. Alice stood with a walky-talky up to her ear. Her body langauge read it all. She was slouching, but wore a angry glare. The zoo keeper began yelling into the walky talky.
"You mean the power's out, until tomorrow?! And I have to stay, until then?!" Alice spoke into the device. When she hung up, she muttered to herself. "It's bad enough I have to a spend my Thanks Giving with these animals, instead of my family."
After Kowalski reported what he heard, none of us were happy; either. At least, the kürbis pie had time to bake; before the energy had gone out.
"Rico, lantern." I ordered. As usual, Rico hacked up what I was looking for. The lantern was as big as Kowalski.
"Yes, but is it charged?" I questioned. Rico flipped a dial to high. A few Sekunden passed, with nothing.
Then, a blinding light came from the lantern unexpectedly. We all covered our eyes from the incredibly bright light. I rushed over to the dial. Since it was turned all the way to the right, it was easy to tell where low was.
After I turned it down, the light was a hundred times Mehr bearable. For awhile we sat around the light quietly, like we did at dinner.
"It's almost like we're camping." Private observed in an amiable tone. It was much different than before.
"You're right," Kowalski smiled. Again, he even seemed in a better mood now.
So did Rico as he cheered, "Yay camping!"
"I could set up the tent." I offered.
"Yay!" Rico repeated.
I walked out of the room to get the tent. It took me what seemed forever to find it. It was hidden underneath weapons and gadgets. The truth is, we hadn't gone camping in I'm not sure how many years. Well, if Du don't count the ones for mission purposes. But those weren't really fun, unlike just camping.
When I got back into the room, the boys were laughing. I began grinning, too at the sight of their happiness. Rico was cracking up, Private giggled, and Kowalski chuckled.
"Hey, Skipper, do Du remember Goldy?" Kowalski asked me. I laughed. Goldy was Private's pet goldfish. A pinguin with a pet fish. Let's just say that didn't work out.
"And some one had to eat him!" Private remarked.
"Hey, don't look at me!" I sagte defending myself.
"But Du ate him, didn't you?" Private was confused. That's the story the rest of the boys and I told him. I looked at Kowalski for help.
"Private, when Du have a fish; Du have to clean the bowl." Kowalski explained.
"Oh...that explains a lot. So Du didn't eat him."
"Uh...well, when Rico and I found him he was sorta..." I admitted.
Rico fell unto his back. "Belly up,"
"Yeah, and we didn't know how to tell you; so we panicked." I told him.
"Skipper and I were figuring out how to tell you, when....we heard Rico-" Kowalski explained farther. Rico belched. "Yeah did that." Kowalski finished.
"So Rico did it?" Private guessed.
"Yeah, and he didn't want Du mad at him. So I just took the blame for it." I said. Then I rubbed my fins together. "So who wants pie?"
"Me! Me!" Rico cried.
After the pie was passed out, almost everyone gobbled it down. Private just nudged it with his fork, barely taking a bite out of it.
"Poor Alice. She's all alone on Thanks Giving. I wish there was something we could do to cheer her up. After all, it is a holiday." He sighed. I put a fin on his back.
"Maybe there is." I suggested.
Alice dragged on into her office. Wishfully she flipped the light switch in her office. Just as suspected, nothing happened. It remained almost pitch black now.
She plopped into her chair, and sighed. "I know what I'm not thankful for." But her mood changed suddenly.
She noticed a figure on her desk. It was small and flat. Out of the droor, she grabbed a flash light. The shadow was shown in the light. In the place of the mysterious object, was a slice of kürbis pie and a fork.
She began eating it. "Maybe, I should be a little Mehr thankful. After all, I do have a job."
From outside of the building we gave each other high fives. So maybe, this Thanks Giving was turning out better. Matter of fact, it probably was the best one ever. All because of Private's big heart.
"No" sagte Skipper, "why would that help?" He crumpled the paper. "Wait!" He said.
"What?!" asked Private.
"I know what happend!"
Abigail's past 1st person
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I could hardly see through the tears. "Skipper!" I cried, pulling away from my mother. I ran after Skipper and my unfaimiliar father. I knew I could save my younger brother. After all dad wanted both of us. Our parents had divorced right after Skipper was born. Our mom got both of us and ever since then our dad wanted one of us.
It's my bedtime now I'll write Mehr later.
"What?!" asked Private.
"I know what happend!"
Abigail's past 1st person
......................................................................................................
I could hardly see through the tears. "Skipper!" I cried, pulling away from my mother. I ran after Skipper and my unfaimiliar father. I knew I could save my younger brother. After all dad wanted both of us. Our parents had divorced right after Skipper was born. Our mom got both of us and ever since then our dad wanted one of us.
It's my bedtime now I'll write Mehr later.
User: Hello?
Cleverbot: Who is this.
User: I'm Fred.
Cleverbot: You're fred?
User: Yeah. Well that's what my parents named me. It could have changed since then.
Cleverbot: How do I know you're not lying?
User: How do I know I'm not lying?
Cleverbot: Because I'm a nice person.
User: That's nice.
Cleverbot: Ask me a real question.
User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Person, place, oder thing?
User: What?
Cleverbot: So how would Du define yourself? Are Du yourself because of your actions, oder are your actions based on who Du are?
User: I'm a squirrel.
Cleverbot: Yes Du are a squirrel.
User: Uh-huh.
Cleverbot: Haha.
User: What's funny?
Cleverbot: You.
User: Um good. I guess.
Cleverbot: You're hopeless...
User: Hey that's what Granny tells me!
Cleverbot: *facepalm*
User: Why are Du hitting yourself?
Cleverbot: Who is this.
User: I'm Fred.
Cleverbot: You're fred?
User: Yeah. Well that's what my parents named me. It could have changed since then.
Cleverbot: How do I know you're not lying?
User: How do I know I'm not lying?
Cleverbot: Because I'm a nice person.
User: That's nice.
Cleverbot: Ask me a real question.
User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Person, place, oder thing?
User: What?
Cleverbot: So how would Du define yourself? Are Du yourself because of your actions, oder are your actions based on who Du are?
User: I'm a squirrel.
Cleverbot: Yes Du are a squirrel.
User: Uh-huh.
Cleverbot: Haha.
User: What's funny?
Cleverbot: You.
User: Um good. I guess.
Cleverbot: You're hopeless...
User: Hey that's what Granny tells me!
Cleverbot: *facepalm*
User: Why are Du hitting yourself?
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ -3-
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@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange >=D
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Merp.
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Huh?
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Hey. Hey KOWALSKI!! HEY!!!
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange I will ignore that..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Knife.
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange I have a cup and a juicer Von my side.. Want a round?
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@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Then Bewegen back a bit because I have a lemon..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Whut....
@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Nothing..
@Ann0ying_Orange @Lt_Kowalski_ Ms.Gomez shall get you.~
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@Lt_Kowalski_ @Ann0ying_Orange Uhh... That didn't make sense.. Why don't Du crawl into a #pantry and die already..