Ladies and gentlemen, PoM fans of all ages I have come up with a story in which I think is what happened in Denmark with Skipper and Hans the puffin. Note that it might be in script form or journal form some times, it depends on the scene. Anyway enjoy:
'Skipper's log, apparently these people haven't heard of double A batteries because now I'm keeping my reports in this thing.'
Skipper sighed and slammed his new, brown leather, mission journal down on the ground. Ugh, he thought, just my luck to end up stuck in this place. Its bad enough to live here but now to be a fugitive!?
He picked up his journal and began to wright again, 'Since my recorder has just died I'll have to re-record what has happened in the last month in here.' He paused trying to remember all the details of the last months events.
Pitch: WHOOOOO! this is awesome! any other self respecting cat would say so!
skipper: what are you whooing about? it's three in the morning you nosy apprentice!
Pitch: *slowly closes lap-top* noting...
Pitch: *bad poker face*
skipper: whatever but i'm checking your computer history tomorrow, *goes back to sleep*
Pitch: heh, okay! *clears history and changes passwords*
Sorry I havent been posting for a while. My school has final exams and I've been way to busy studying, to post any thing else. I probobly wont be able to post anything untill exams are over... But for something to do, I'm letting all you PoM fans out there come up with a part of the story! Just post it with a title and if it seems to go well with the story I will add it to the script and when exams are over I'll post it! So keep commenting ideas and I'll be back soon!!!
'"It doesn't matter!" Hans shouted. And suddenly he took out a fish and threw it to me like a sward. I caught it. "What's this for"? I asked. "Skipper, you know to much already.... it would be a shame to me if it got out to the Danes. So I will have to do THIS"!
He leaped into the air and at the same time took out another fish, and as he fell towards me began to slash down to strike. So using the fish I had, I blocked his attack.
With all the knowledge and strength I had from my karate training in the past, (Which was a lot by the way), I started to attack as well. Blocking his moves and using mine. The thought that was in my head at the moment was: How come this always happens to me?!'
'"What are you talking about"? I asked. "You need the people of this town to be on your side," Hans replied," and not agents you. You like to have justice and not crime..... So if I told the police that you were responsible for all the robberies, your life here would be compromised."
I stared at him, because A I only 'robed' that one fish store, at it was to survive. "What do you mean 'all those robberies'"? I asked. A slow smile spread across is beak. "I was here longer than you Skipper, I was also having a tuff time gathering resources. So I did the best thing-" I cut him off.
"BEST THING"!? I shouted you stole from all these innocent people for MORE that food?! I'm here building my house from nothing but rocks and your telling be you STOLE other peoples wood, and even possibly there vehicles for transportation"?! His smile was gone and replaced with a frown.
"Hey! Who told you that?" he asked. "So it true"? I said. ".....Maybe....." he responded, looking at the ground.
'"Hans, you are as evil as you are a liar". I was not going to be fooled again.
"Evil......... it is such a strong word, is it not? Hans laughed kindly. I turned to face him. "I call them as I see them". I said calmly. "Skipper you have such humor and bravery, its quite amusing actually". He joked. I sighed. "I'll say it one more time. What do you want Hans"?
"Its not what I want Skipper..... It's what you need"
'Out of the corner I saw him. Smiling the most phoney smile ever smiled. He walked slowly towards me as if I were a angry beast. (Which I felt like at the moment)
Without turning to face him I said "What do you want Hans"? My voice was emotionless, thought I was mad at him.
"Skipper. Surely you understand, that I had a plan the whole time". He said, still smiling. "Oh Really"? I said, with a hint of dark humor.I had him figured out, he was lying.
"Yes Skipper... I was going to see if you had enough bravery... to try and escape by yourself" his tone was smooth and sly, like a snake. "While you fled like a coward"! I snapped.
"I was only trying to prepare for the next step, if you were in true danger. If the police man and shopkeeper were to stop arguing and try and harm you, I would have created a distraction outside the shop door. Giving you enough time to go through the open window, which you did end up doing, I might add".
I just stared. "I thought of everything". he added.
'After escaping the fish shop and gathering my limited supplies I traveled to the far end of town, where I began to learn to fend for my self.
"That no good, rotten, stupid, PUFFIN"! I yelled. I was building a new shelter, and it was turning out great! pretty big with solid walls and a decent fire pit.
But I was still angry at Hans. I trusted him and he ditched me! Left me for the police!
I was also angry at my self for trusting him. "Never again". I was speaking aloud, I didn't know why. Maybe just to fill the eerie silence. It was to quiet, I thought.
After placing another square shaped rock for the shelter, I stopped.
Something was watching me.......'