It was a dark, quiet night, more than perfectly pitch-black above the city. The dazzle of neon signs and LEDs flashing to near seizure-inducing. Signs like the golden arches of a "McDonald's" or the orange and white striped slanted rooftops of a "Whataburger", or better yet, "King Dewey's Dugout". Commercialism and fattening hundred-dollar-cigar-rolling business seemed to dominate this big stinkin' city. However, it was much more than that. This was Fort Grumley, boasting as the largest city in the world, capital of Antarctica, the land at the bottom of the world, how is this possible? It's a long story, but in short, a weather dome, and Richard, the leader of Antarctica, building a frozen ice cube at the bottom of the world, into an industrial powerhouse. This city is where our story takes place, at the office of renowned Senator Hannah Freeze of New York. Her work in scientific fields, fighting big business, and stomping down on crime (both figuratively and literally), have brought her much infamy in Fort Grumley and its surrounding suburbs. In the white walls and marble flooring of her tenement, Hannah was sitting in her office chair, taking a nap, when suddenly someone familiar called her.

"Hannah!" the shrill voice called out. 

Hannah sat up in the couch as soon as she heard this. 

"HANNAH!!" yelled the voice again. 

Hannah stood up to her full height, for a penguin she was tall and slim, although she has "no curves to call her own" she seems perfectly fine with it, often preferring a slim build to "completely fat but huge boobs". 

"I'm coming Lilly!!" she called back. 

She was still drowsy, as any nap that lasts longer than twenty minutes does. Hannah glanced at her coffee, it was cold and stuck to her desk from dried sugar. Rubbing her eyes, she walked out of her office, heading to where Lilly's voice could be. Suddenly, a chair spun, and sitting on it, was a penguin with a blue bow and light purple eyeshadow in front of a computer monitor. 

"I think you'd like to see this, it's gonna be a BIG case this one," cooed Lilly with a smirk. 

Hannah then smoothed her hair, propping up a chair and sitting next to Lilly, looking at the monitor. She proceeded to open up the .jpeg file to get a page that looked like a letter.

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"To The Right and Honorable,
Hannah Freeze,

Oh how I adore your work in the field of science, I'm so adored that I felt the need to do the same, and pick up some equipment, I had no money at the time. Sorry, I didn't mean to take your Fission Reactor, nor your samples of rare Tellurium, not even the Newton Balls you had at your laboratory desk. I just needed the supplies forever. You know, because I [DATA EXPUNGED] your [DATA EXPUNGED]. Oops, guess those words couldn't be sent, ah the miracles of Network Penetration, unless you're too stupid to know what that term even means, it's what you dumb girls call "Hacking". By the time you read this, I would have robbed the Bank of Villa Appia and put a poisonous herb into your coffee, but ah, you refused to drink it due to it being cold, damn my timing sometimes. Oh, and do enjoy tracking me down, as there'd be no point to it WHATSOEVER!!  

With Regards,

The Kid

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Hannah sat there with her beak wide open. A million questions ran through her head by now. How did he take all of my equipment in just ten minutes? He was in my house during my nap? When? Why didn't he just kill me? Why did he just leave Lilly? Who is this? Where is he? Has he killed anyone? She knew she should not look like a stupid teenager, but like a managed adult, so she refused to stutter her questions pathetically. 

"We have to report this," she said. 

"Actually, I think it'd be wiser to call the investigators to gather up as much evidence as they can, I already have a collection of possible suspects, so maybe they'll identify this one. I'd rather have dainty and careful investigators take a week in your home than the police take 8 minutes destroying it, and whatever evidence there is, and finding nothing," said Lilly. 

"That's a very good point, alright then, get me hooked up to the best private investigators in the city, maybe a couple of Richard's Imperial Guards to keep me from getting another close encounter, that one could very possibly be my last," said Hannah. 

"Fair enough," said Lilly, getting her phone and typing up names online. 

The doorbell soon rang, both Lilly and Hannah jumped. Hannah tensed up, picking up a pistol. Who could it be? The Kid to come make another attempt on my life? She asked to herself. Hannah drew closer to the door, another ring from the bell, and another, both sounded as if whatever was outside was growing increasingly impatient. Closer and closer. Beads of sweat formed on Hannah's forehead as she creeped up to the door. Closer now. Hannah breathed deeply, removing the safety of the gun, then pulling back the hammer. The creak of the oak wood boards on the floor grew with each step. Closer. Hannah reached the handle, then looked into the peephole at the front to see who it could be out there.