"Like Sleeping Beauty?" Private asked. "Maybe a kiss from her true love'll-"
"Nonsense, Private," Skipper snapped, slapping him. "That's just a silly, old fairy tale, and no-one knows who her true love is, anyway!"
"But, Skippah, I-"
"No buts, Private," Skipper warned. Private sighed, and wandered off.
"Its nearly zoo opening hours, Skipper," Kowalski commented, looking at the large clock on the zoo tower. "We should get back."
"What about CC?" Private whined, coming back.
"What's this?" he muttered, picking it up. He unfolded it. Kowalski, Rico, and Private crowded around to see. Though none of them could read, they all knew what it said.
And finally, Private...
"What does Priate have to lose?" Kowalski asked. "Lunacorns wouldn't be that bad, because you could just go to the store and get a new one. It'd have to be something irreplacable..." he began pacing.
"But, you could go to the store and buy a new Ms. Perkey," Private pointed out.
Quick author's note: This particluar chapter was very difficult for me to write. Just read on, and see if you can figure out why.
She dropped the note on the ground, and stared straight ahead. Private noticed, picked it up, and looked it over. He did not know how to read, but he recognised two letters.
CC's heart raced as she looked around. By now, the first rays of lights were peeking over the city buildings, and the park had a warm glow. Inside, though, CC felt cold. Her heart pounded from anxiety, and her breathing became hard, as...
She looked over the note, and read it aloud.
A cold wind swept through the park, as Rico looked around, into the darkness, searching for whatever it was he was looking for. Skipper had calmed down some, but still seemed upset about the sight of Marlene's dead body, that had been long since, buried. Kowalski was just finishing Doris' grave next to Marlene's. Private lay on the grass, feeling terrible. CC felt the same, but she helped Rico, on look-out.
"Another note," she muttered, unfolding the crumpled paper. It only had two words on it;
CC looked towards the intellegent penguin. He was looking around nervously, muttering to himself.
"They could drain my brain again! They... they could... destroy all memories of Jiggles! They.... they... they could... GIVE BLOWHOLE ALL MY INVENTION BLUEPRINTS!!!!!" He started pacing quickly. CC turned towards Private, who was trying to comfrot Skipper.
"Starting with who?" Private asked.
"There is no more," CC said, turning the note this way and that. A small card fell out of the folded paper, and Private picked it up.
"What about this?" he asked, handing it to her. CC took it, and read it to herself.
"Starting with Skipper," she finally said...
"HA!" he said, loudly. "Whoever this is, they don't know me. There's nothing that I care for so much that it would destroy me if they were gone!" Just then, a huge, forked lightning flashed in the distance, and all the lights in the city went out....
Kowalski sat up from examining Private. His face was expressionless.
"This isn't good," he said, gravely...
CC gasped loudly.
"NO!" she cried. "Don't talk gravely. I hate it when a scienist or a doctor talks gravely! IT MEANS THERE'S NO HOPE!" And she burst into tears, crying loudly. Skipper slapped her hard, and CC stopped crying.
"Enough with the water works!" he snapped. CC wiped her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Skipper," she sniffed. "I'm being more emotional about this than I should." She stood shakily. "We'd better go back to the zoo." She turned to...
Unbeknownst to them, they were being watched from atop a building...
Skipper felt the strange presence, and was constantly looking around him. He knew Rico felt it too, since the maniac was uncharacteristically quiet. He wasn't so sure about Private. The younger bird seemed completely uncharacteristic tonight.
Skipper once again looked along the top of the buildings around them, and finally, his sharp eyes cuaght a glimpse of a shadowy figure, running along the top.
..."STAY BACK!!" Skipper shouted, louder now. "STAY! BAAACCCKKK!!!" The figure had them cornered, and seemed ready to pounce...
The figure stopped, its flipper outstretched. Wait... Flipper?
Skipper approached the figure. Private followed close behind, feeling too exposed in the corner alone. Skipper stopped a couple feet from the figure, and held out his flipper. The shadow regurgitated a torch, and Skipper held the beam to shine on its face.
Rico's creppy and usettling smiled seemed warm and inviting to Private at the moment. He sighed with...
say your name ten times.
2. say your mom's name five times.
.........3. say your crushes three times.
4. paste this to four other groups.
...If you do this, your crush will kiss you on the nearest Friday.
......But if you read this and do not paste this, then you
will have very bad luck.
SEND THIS TO 5 GROUPS IN 143 MINUTES. WHEN YOU'RE DONE PRESS F6 AND YOUR CHRUSH'S NAME WILL APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS ON THE SCREEN. THIS IS SO FREAKY IT BECAUSE IT ACTUALLY WORKS See more
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For those who don't know, I'm writing an article called Nightmare in central Park. It's a horror story, if you couldn't tell, and I want to know if it's scary enough! So please have a looksee, and comment, and all that stuff. Thank you. :3
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