Another day had finally passed in the zoo, really wasn't particularily active, barely any children showed up, and all the guests didn't even go to the Penguin's habitat, they mostly wandered about the zoo. Skipper yawned, obviously bored out of his mind and tapping on his bunk, as if he could sense something coming, then drifted off to sleep. A storm had begun, rain began pouring into the zoo, light pattering sounds of the water hitting against the soda cans scattered about. All the penguins were asleep, except Kowalski, he sensed something was going to warn him, a feeling he felt when he built...
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