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:
Part 1:
'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.
'"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.
Sorry I haven't written in sooooo long, but I couldn't think of anything..... Btw today is a very important day, cause today is April 17th aka MY BIRTHDAY!!
~TheMeg
'"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.
Part 2:
'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.......'
'"Hans!" I whispered frantically, "Hans help me!"
my eyes were still on the police and Nester, who were arguing quietly, even though it was just them me and Hans in the store.
I turned my head towards where Hans was hiding, the small wooden crate. "Hans!" I whispered slightly louder, "What part of help me don't you understand? The HELP or the ME?!" my fear had turned in to sarcasm which, I thought, was normal for me.
The humans were still distracted, so I thought I could sneak over to the crate, in case that's what Hans wanted me to do, if he had a plan, and I wasn't following it. Quietly as I could, I snuck over to the crate. The humans didn't see me. Once safely behind, it I realized one thing: I've been ditched.'
---"Oh darn," sighed skipper "My pencil broke at the good part". Shipper put down the journal and took out his pocket knife, the began to sharpen the pencil like a spear. 'Pencils..... they could make good weapons". Skipper thought. "Done". he picked up the journal and began to wright again:
'Now where was I? Oh yeah, COVER BLOWN, I remember.'
'We were toast, it was the one thought that came through my mind several times as the shop owner and police officer stared at me. "Uh.... a penguin"? It was the police officer. "Nester are you sure, that a PENGUIN is the thief"? The shop owner called Nester turn his red angry face towards the officer.
"Penguins. Love. Fish" he said calmly. "This is the finest fish shop in all of Copenhagen"! He shouted less calmly, spit flying in the officers face. The officer glared at him and then turned towards me, then back again.
"Well I'm sure that this is just a prank played by someone" the officer said carefully, trying not to upset Nester anymore.
omg just a cliffhanger! As I said before, I still can't get over how AWESOME this story is. No one has ever tried to explain what happened in denmark, or at least not in the form of a fan fiction, so this is really just amazing. Please keep posting!
~Fluswind
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