Averege day. August 12th, 2012, warm and muggy. Luckily the Penguins HQ was as cool as if it had an air condidtioner ( we had one a while back but Kowalski tinkered with it and it blew up, no shock there, huh?)
We were all going about our duties, Skipper deemed it too uncomfortable to train, so we had free time. CC and i were writing POM fanfiction (or in our case fantruth, but who else would know that we LIVE with the Penguins?). My cousin, Kristen was in another fandom altogether: the World of Hetalia, and she was sitting here contentedly writing herself into that world., Kowalski hadn't left his lab since last night, presumably building his latest epic fail, and the rest ( Private, Rico and Skipper) were playing some card game and Skipper was about to win, when we heard Kowalski gasp in delight.
"3,2,1......" said CC and Kristen at the same time, followed by 'jinx, double jinx, triple jinx (etc....)"
Kowalski burst out of the lab, sending cards flying everywhere, ruining the game. Something was...off about the whole thing. He looked a bit nervous, then his demeanor quickly changed to his giddy I-Just-Invented-Something-Amazing-That'll-Change-Our-Lives-Don't-Worry-It-Won't-Blow-Up face.
"Kowalski! What in the name of Comissioner McSlade is this?! You just wrecked our card game!" said Skipper
"Sorry, sir, but I've just invented something that will change our lives! Don't worry, it won't blow up this time!" he said
Told you so.Anyways, he went on to explain what it did:" This in my Animalsdehumanizer! I was inspired to build it by reading all of those wonderful, but occasionally disturbing humanized fanfictions about us!"
"Disturbing? How?" asked Private
"A common theme in them is Rico and myself falling in love, or you and Skipper, or me and Skipper and you and Rico. There are many more, but those are the most popular."
"Glad i asked...." said Private, slightly aghast.
"Has it been tested?" I ask
"No, but that's why we have the rat King, even if he is a cyborg, it will still affect him."
"Cyborg? i thought you said he was one of those robot doubles!" said Skipper
"it would sound better to you if I said he was, instead of the ACTUAL Rat King, with added robot parts and a slightly reprogrammed brain."
Just then, he burst in out of our rooms. "You called, dude? Wait! No! No Way am i being a lab rat again, especially for YOU!"
too late, since Kowalski fired the ray gun. Standing where the rat once stood was a tall buff man wearing a faded red tank top, a gray hoodie with ripped sleeves, and gray pants with heavy combat boots. You could see the Rat king in his face, The arched eyebrows, the deep set eves and the buckteeth were the same, he had a military haircut, and a five o clock shadow.
Deeming the experiment a success, it was time to test it on themselves. the results shocked us all.......
To be continued.............. (lunch break :P)
We were all going about our duties, Skipper deemed it too uncomfortable to train, so we had free time. CC and i were writing POM fanfiction (or in our case fantruth, but who else would know that we LIVE with the Penguins?). My cousin, Kristen was in another fandom altogether: the World of Hetalia, and she was sitting here contentedly writing herself into that world., Kowalski hadn't left his lab since last night, presumably building his latest epic fail, and the rest ( Private, Rico and Skipper) were playing some card game and Skipper was about to win, when we heard Kowalski gasp in delight.
"3,2,1......" said CC and Kristen at the same time, followed by 'jinx, double jinx, triple jinx (etc....)"
Kowalski burst out of the lab, sending cards flying everywhere, ruining the game. Something was...off about the whole thing. He looked a bit nervous, then his demeanor quickly changed to his giddy I-Just-Invented-Something-Amazing-That'll-Change-Our-Lives-Don't-Worry-It-Won't-Blow-Up face.
"Kowalski! What in the name of Comissioner McSlade is this?! You just wrecked our card game!" said Skipper
"Sorry, sir, but I've just invented something that will change our lives! Don't worry, it won't blow up this time!" he said
Told you so.Anyways, he went on to explain what it did:" This in my Animalsdehumanizer! I was inspired to build it by reading all of those wonderful, but occasionally disturbing humanized fanfictions about us!"
"Disturbing? How?" asked Private
"A common theme in them is Rico and myself falling in love, or you and Skipper, or me and Skipper and you and Rico. There are many more, but those are the most popular."
"Glad i asked...." said Private, slightly aghast.
"Has it been tested?" I ask
"No, but that's why we have the rat King, even if he is a cyborg, it will still affect him."
"Cyborg? i thought you said he was one of those robot doubles!" said Skipper
"it would sound better to you if I said he was, instead of the ACTUAL Rat King, with added robot parts and a slightly reprogrammed brain."
Just then, he burst in out of our rooms. "You called, dude? Wait! No! No Way am i being a lab rat again, especially for YOU!"
too late, since Kowalski fired the ray gun. Standing where the rat once stood was a tall buff man wearing a faded red tank top, a gray hoodie with ripped sleeves, and gray pants with heavy combat boots. You could see the Rat king in his face, The arched eyebrows, the deep set eves and the buckteeth were the same, he had a military haircut, and a five o clock shadow.
Deeming the experiment a success, it was time to test it on themselves. the results shocked us all.......
To be continued.............. (lunch break :P)
Chapter 1: Surprises
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his fish coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The music was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background music came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his fish coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The music was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background music came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
(This may be stupid, I don't write stories much)
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose wall to wall trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice said out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once more seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I said back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose wall to wall trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice said out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once more seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I said back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Quite interesting. This is a new species." A voice said over my solitary confinement. "A penguin with an ability to fly? How strange."
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind by digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do you think? Want me to continue? please comment :D)
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind by digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do you think? Want me to continue? please comment :D)