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It was a dark and chilly night. The rain and wind was freezing and forced it's way into a man's soul if he wasn't careful. te would imagine that only a pinguino could stand freezing temperatures. Yeah, Skipper thought so too. After five minuti outside he was shivering visibly and his beak was chattering. He tried to
pretend it was nothing and walk it off, but every time he moved it felt like walking with a layer of ice encasing you. Finally he stopped behind a brick bacheca that stood blocking most of the harsh wind and rain and slumped back against it. Something hard and cold hit...

I open my eyes and I start feeling the hard, cold table. I slowly sit up and see Pepper in front of me.

"Gah!" "Ahh!" Pepper fell off the tavolo da suprise. I held my flippers out. Then I look down at my white feathers, running my flipper through it. "Why is my feathers short?" I look at Emma who was laying successivo to me and my own body successivo to her`s. "What? I`m Kowalski?" "K-Kait? Is that you?" Pepper poke her head up to look at me. "Um.... I guess..." I still don`t understand how I did this. I look back at my tail and it was shorter. "Well, I`m Kowalski all right..."

"Kait?" Pepper got up on...

As if flying in a crappliy make, makeshift airplane wasn't nerve wracking enough, try flying in a crappliy made, makeshift airplane with the Penguins, Monique, Lexii, Kristen, CC, PB (peacebaby7), Temperance Brennan, Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles and Patrick Jane on a mission to save the world from Dr. Blowhole.. again.

"it's a shame this didn't happen on Sunday. it would be the 1 anno anniversary of when Blowhole tried to us musical mind control." detto Kowalski, just as the plane hit some turbulence somewhere over England.

"Kowalski, did te make sure to check if we had enough fuel?" asked Private...

As the penguins armed the security system and got into the car, Lilly turned back at them from the driver's seat. "Are we missing anything boys?" She asked, looking at Kowalski. He then took out his clipboard and began jotting things down. "Negative Lilly. Everything is accounted for." Kowalski announced. Lilly smiled at him and turned back her way. "Alright boys. Let's go!" Skipper said, pointing in the direction of the gates, then Lilly pressed her foot on the gas pedal and zoomed away from the habitat.
"Skipper...what are those?" Lilly asked, looking at a gray line on the floor da the gates....

10709 people talking
R:Rat King, here.
R:Hello?
C:Hey.
R:Finally! an answer!
C:Answer what.
R:You answered.
C:What do te think about the study of neuroscience?
R:What? I'm not the dude to be asking! Talk to that brainy flightless bird!
C:Ohh. te must really like her.
R:The brainy one's a dude, like me! Even if he wasn't i wouldn't like him!
C:Do te want to talk about your frustration?
R;No!
C:Are te a robot?
R:No! I'm a muscular sewer ratto that'll punch, punzone your face in if te dion't shut up!
C:How do te know te are not human
R:I"m a rat! not a human!
C:Have te heard of INQ?
R:What?!
C:Whaa!
R'Huh?
C:Mivan?
R:Who?...

Intermission ends. Lights go out. Circus calliope plays again. Curtain opens revealing the inside of Voltaire's Circus tent.
Cast enters while calling for Voltaire.
Steve: Voltaire!
Mrs. Travis: Voltaire!
Sherlock: Come out, come out, wherever te are!
Josh: Man, where could he be?
Mr. Travis: We know he's here somewhere, but he is no where in sight.
Steve: Oh look! There's that calliope.
Josh: Whoa! It's playing da itself!
Sherlock: Must be one of those coin operated ones.
Steve: ciao guys! Look what else I've found!
Mr. Travis: It's an old switch. And it has a sign. (Reads sign) "Pull for assistance"...

Emma's woke up slowly, thinking about her nightmare last night. She looked around the HQ, her mind in the clouds.

I know they're never are, but I wish my nightmares were wrong sometimes, it's a right pain knowing something bad is coming. She thought, feeling exasperated. She sighed irritably and hopped out of her bunk. Ashley was already up, along with Skipper and Rico. Emma couldn't help but smile. This was probably the least crowded the HQ would be for weeks, and so she had to enjoy it while it lasted.

"Morning sis." Skipper greeted, sipping his trademark pesce coffee.

"Morning Skips." Emma...

Emma took in the sights around her. They were in a pretty wood clearing, with soft green erba coating the floors, millions of trees, of all shapes and sizes, and a small stream which lead down to what looked like a lake in the distance. There was a cabina at one side of the clearing, and a willow albero near the other. Small bunnies and squirrels scampered through the grass, and farfalle fluttered around their heads. One landed on Emma's flipper and she smiled and looked at it. It had turquoise colored wings, and a dark blue body. A few secondi later, it took off into the air.

"Wow........."...