oi this is my first fanfic so plz no hate! :)This fanfic is about a girl pinguim that comes to the zoo and falls for Skipper.
My name is Kat, but I'm not a cat, I am a penguin, from Antarctica. I have one problem with my home: it's too cold. I knew one dia I would escape that horrible snow land, and that dia was yesterday, when that weird man came and put me in a crate, and for once in my life I felt comfortable and warm.
Today I am traveling to a new home, hopefully a warm one.
I don't know how long I was in that engradado, caixa but all I know now is that I'm here at my new home...a zoo? cool!
Am I alone in this pinguim habitat? Just then I hear waddling coming from under the platform, okay good I'm not alone.
Skipper pokes his head through the hatch hole and spots Kat, then calls the the rest of the team. Is our new pinguim here yet Skipper? Private asks. Yes Private, she's here.
Oh hi I'm Kat, I'm new here I said cheerfully.
My name is Kat, but I'm not a cat, I am a penguin, from Antarctica. I have one problem with my home: it's too cold. I knew one dia I would escape that horrible snow land, and that dia was yesterday, when that weird man came and put me in a crate, and for once in my life I felt comfortable and warm.
Today I am traveling to a new home, hopefully a warm one.
I don't know how long I was in that engradado, caixa but all I know now is that I'm here at my new home...a zoo? cool!
Am I alone in this pinguim habitat? Just then I hear waddling coming from under the platform, okay good I'm not alone.
Skipper pokes his head through the hatch hole and spots Kat, then calls the the rest of the team. Is our new pinguim here yet Skipper? Private asks. Yes Private, she's here.
Oh hi I'm Kat, I'm new here I said cheerfully.
when a faca came crashing through the window. Skipper picked up the knife. It had a screen with decreasing numbers on it.
He asked Rico what it was. Rico said, "uh-oh."
Rico took the faca from Skipper and threw it. They all jumped topside. The faca exploded. They saw a piece of paper. Skipper picked it up. It had a picture of Abigail on it. Skipper looked up. Abigail was gone.
Kowalski and Skipper sat in the base. Kowalski was crying and Skipper was trying to figure out how the DNA tester worked. Private walked in "whats going on?" he asked.
"We don't know where Abigail is," Skipper said.
"Would this help?" Private asked, holding out a piece of paper.
Skipper grabbed the piece of paper from him. It said: to be continued.