My first fanfiction! Enjoy!
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It was giáng sinh eve, 7:56 P.M.
Four penguins of the New York Central Park Zoo were preparing for Christmas.
Setting up the usual Ice tree, hanging mistletoe, (<-- just in case..) and stalkings. Private enjoyed Christmas. a few years cách đây when he was still new to the penguins HQ, he seriously was confused.
Skipper told him: "Private, bạn must understand, this chim cánh cụt HQ does not believe in Santa Clause. He's just a fat man who was originally a Hobo and was thrown into the North Pole where he found Reindeers that are idiots. And a bag of Pixie Dust-"
Private interrupted "But what does Tinkabell have to do with anything Skippa?"
Skipper looked at Kowalski for a better excuse. Kowalski shrugged. "Uuh.. We don't celebrate... Christmas?" Kowalski gave the lame excuse and looked sheepish.
Skipper glared "Kowalski!" Skipper barked.
Private look confused. "So we celebrate Haunakuah?"
Skipper shook his head. "No, Kowalski had to...much...EGGNOG! Yeah thats it!"
Kowalski still not catching on replied "Actually. Rico hit the eggnog back in November.."
Skipper smacked his forehead. "Hoover Dam! We'll need to go and get some thêm eggnog from the darn store! Kowalski! take The Private and go to the grocery store!"
Rico tried looking as innocent as he could "Sowwy weh heh..."
Kowalski and Private blended in a bit with the snow so they didn't have to go to much commando.
Private still wondering "So why do we celebrate giáng sinh K'walski, if it isn't Santa Clause? hoặc Haunakah Harry?"
Kowalski sighed and his breath was shown in the air "I have not the slightest idea Private. Besides, i'm also the smarter one."
Private pondered "Is it about presents?"
Kowalski looked stunned "Well, perhpas for litle kids your age bạn believe it. Even though presents get bạn fish... candy... and caculators..." Kowalski went on but then decided to stop the rambling "Well I think giáng sinh is about spending time with the ones bạn care about. Even if they are physcho and slap bạn when bạn say the words smart-er-then-you-skipp-er. But yeah..."
Private sighed and thought to himself *well giáng sinh should be taken off the Holiday calender if it's just for spending time with people. I mean. I do it all the time. Even though the ones bạn are around are nicer unless bạn don't apreciate the present they bought you. Like a math book, and an old mug, and dynamite which was strictly thrust from my flippas...* Then he stopped. He saw a lighted building. it had colorful windows which he didn't know were stain glass windows. Candles, and hát from the inside.
"K'walski?"
"Hm?"
"Whats that?"
"Oh, just a church. They're having their giáng sinh service tonight..."
Private looked curiously. Kowalski just wanting to get the eggnog. and the secret not he had just discovered in his scarf a danh sách of grocery items.
He groaned and continued to waddle. Then thinking Private was tiếp theo to him started telling of his giáng sinh he had with his cousins and how his cousin Jeffrey puked up....
Anyway, Private looked at the stain glass, it had a chim bồ câu, bồ câu carrying a leaf.
"Odd, he must be making a nest..."
Private listened to the âm nhạc and they were hát Silent Night...
Private slid inside.
to be continued
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It was giáng sinh eve, 7:56 P.M.
Four penguins of the New York Central Park Zoo were preparing for Christmas.
Setting up the usual Ice tree, hanging mistletoe, (<-- just in case..) and stalkings. Private enjoyed Christmas. a few years cách đây when he was still new to the penguins HQ, he seriously was confused.
Skipper told him: "Private, bạn must understand, this chim cánh cụt HQ does not believe in Santa Clause. He's just a fat man who was originally a Hobo and was thrown into the North Pole where he found Reindeers that are idiots. And a bag of Pixie Dust-"
Private interrupted "But what does Tinkabell have to do with anything Skippa?"
Skipper looked at Kowalski for a better excuse. Kowalski shrugged. "Uuh.. We don't celebrate... Christmas?" Kowalski gave the lame excuse and looked sheepish.
Skipper glared "Kowalski!" Skipper barked.
Private look confused. "So we celebrate Haunakuah?"
Skipper shook his head. "No, Kowalski had to...much...EGGNOG! Yeah thats it!"
Kowalski still not catching on replied "Actually. Rico hit the eggnog back in November.."
Skipper smacked his forehead. "Hoover Dam! We'll need to go and get some thêm eggnog from the darn store! Kowalski! take The Private and go to the grocery store!"
Rico tried looking as innocent as he could "Sowwy weh heh..."
Kowalski and Private blended in a bit with the snow so they didn't have to go to much commando.
Private still wondering "So why do we celebrate giáng sinh K'walski, if it isn't Santa Clause? hoặc Haunakah Harry?"
Kowalski sighed and his breath was shown in the air "I have not the slightest idea Private. Besides, i'm also the smarter one."
Private pondered "Is it about presents?"
Kowalski looked stunned "Well, perhpas for litle kids your age bạn believe it. Even though presents get bạn fish... candy... and caculators..." Kowalski went on but then decided to stop the rambling "Well I think giáng sinh is about spending time with the ones bạn care about. Even if they are physcho and slap bạn when bạn say the words smart-er-then-you-skipp-er. But yeah..."
Private sighed and thought to himself *well giáng sinh should be taken off the Holiday calender if it's just for spending time with people. I mean. I do it all the time. Even though the ones bạn are around are nicer unless bạn don't apreciate the present they bought you. Like a math book, and an old mug, and dynamite which was strictly thrust from my flippas...* Then he stopped. He saw a lighted building. it had colorful windows which he didn't know were stain glass windows. Candles, and hát from the inside.
"K'walski?"
"Hm?"
"Whats that?"
"Oh, just a church. They're having their giáng sinh service tonight..."
Private looked curiously. Kowalski just wanting to get the eggnog. and the secret not he had just discovered in his scarf a danh sách of grocery items.
He groaned and continued to waddle. Then thinking Private was tiếp theo to him started telling of his giáng sinh he had with his cousins and how his cousin Jeffrey puked up....
Anyway, Private looked at the stain glass, it had a chim bồ câu, bồ câu carrying a leaf.
"Odd, he must be making a nest..."
Private listened to the âm nhạc and they were hát Silent Night...
Private slid inside.
to be continued
I call it an abacus!
