User blog:PizzamansjrCP/penguin dorado prologue

JACK! yes mom? Said Jack a thirteen year old penguin listening to his MP3000. COME DOWN HERE NOW! yelled his mother OK mom he said. What did I tell you about leaving your stuff lying around the house? To not do it said Jack Sorry i'll try to remember not to do it again. ''Good. Now its time to have lunch come on. All right mom just let me put this stuff in my room.'' Jack wasn't exactly the neatest penguin there was. His desk was cluttered with old articles from the newspaper he'd cut out obituaries of relatives, interesting ones he'd found, some comics, and everything covering the myth of el penguin dorado translated from rockhopper language means the golden penguin. His walls were cluttered with posters and old paintings and drawings he drew about ten years ago of what he thought the penguin dorado looked like. At this age he figured by the time he was old enough to even go looking for the penguin dorado someone would've found it so he gave up cutting out articles in the newspaper and just kept the ones he had. P.S I know its kinda short but i'll have another chapter in about a week or so and it'll probably be longer. post over.