I sighed in the darkness of the small, wooden crate. A sudden jerk from the truck made me bang my head on the side of the crate. I groaned in annoyance, but remembered my promise and sighed again. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea, but I knew I had to, and I wasn't backing out now.
It had been 'The Day'. My goodbye party had looked more like a funeral in my old home, the otter habitat in the California Aquarium. My wooden crate had been waiting for me at the side of the habitat, and I had been staring into it.
"Are you sure?" My mother, Helen, who was standing right beside me, had sniffed. "You know you don't have to. Me or one of the other otters could always pretend to be you, and go in the crate instead!"
"I'm sure." I had said firmly. "Anyways, it's not like you could go in instead of me. You have all the pups to take care of!"
Helen had then turned around and looked in my eyes that could turn into green or brown at the right moments. "Okay. Then promise me that you will take care of yourself–"
"I promise!" I had immediately replied. "Besides, Dad will be there! With him around, I might not be so clumsy all the time!" We both laughed. It was true. I was very accident-prone.
"And," My mother went on. "I want you to have the best, most funnest experience of your life!"
"No problem," I had replied, eyes shining.
And then, with one final goodbye to all the other sad otters, I had stepped (more like stumbled) in the crate, and left sunny California behind for New York City.
I started crying from homesickness again. It was unfair. The zoo peeps of the world thought that there were too many otters in the California aquarium, so they had decided to transfer a few out of there to other zoos. Some of my cousins had already been transferred elsewhere, but I was the only one who was moving to New York–the farthest from home sweet home.
Suddenly, the truck lurched to a stop. This was the hardest jerk, and it made my crate fly forward and bang against the truck wall, my luggage tumbling all around and even on top of me. I winced and gasped in pain. Wondering how many bruises I had received, I glanced down. One here, another here, ow that place hurt too…this had to be the worst transportation vehicle I had ever been on. I would sue if I were a human. But since I wasn't, maybe I would just settle for a lash out at the truck driver once he opened my crate.
I heard some human voices outside yelling and giving orders to each other. Soon my crate was being lifted. Finally. I got up in a crouching position, tensed and readied myself to attack my careless driver. My box was put down on something, and I heard what I thought were crowbars yanking at the side of my crate. Here we go…
A side of my crate burst open, and I immediately sprang out under the dark gray sky, eager for some human skin to latch onto.
But there was nothing.
Instead, I dropped through the air and splashed in…water? Shocked, surprised and totally immersed, I thrashed about till I reached the surface and gasped for air, completely drenched. I shrieked in a totally non-otter way and jumped out onto a soft carpet of grass. Oh it was on!
But as I looked around, I couldn't spot any humans to attack. Instead, I just saw the pond I had fell in, my crate, nice grass stretching out in all directions, a stone slide, bushes, the entrance to a cave, and brick walls towering over at the side of the habitat. MY DAD'S habitat? This place looked awesome! Bright and colorful and everything!
I walked about, until all thoughts of revenge on humans and being drenched were totally forgotten (I was never one to hold a grudge, anyways).
"Marlene?"
I gasped and spun around to a dark-brown otter. "Hey, Dad!" I greeted Robert, running over (and stumbling a bit) to hug him at the entrance of the cave.
After a quick embrace, he stepped back to glance at me. "Whoa, you sure have gotten bigger! Not to mention more beautiful." He remarked.
I blushed. "It's been a while."
"It sure has! The last time I saw you, I was getting ready to transfer to this old place! Three years can sure change people you know," he replied.
"I brought some stuff."
"Great! Let's go get them."
With that, we went back to my crate and peeked in. I had brought my Spanish guitar (I love Spanish guitars!), a sack of oysters (a good-bye present from Helen), an art kit (I love art!), and a first-aid kit (for obvious reasons).
My dad helped me bring it all into the cave, which I would now share with him. We put it all in one organized pile, talking all the way, and me almost dropping my guitar before he reached out to help me with it.
Then Robert decided to give me a tour of the zoo, but after looking at the gray sky that had grown darker, he decided against it. "It's always been raining or cloudy like this for a long while," he said sadly. "How about I give you the tour tomorrow, okay, honey? It's definitely going to rain. Hard."
I agreed, and went to sleep that night on my new concrete bed. Somehow knowing that this new twist in my life was going to be awesome and terrible at the same time, with many exciting adventures waiting for me... raining or not.
It had been 'The Day'. My goodbye party had looked more like a funeral in my old home, the otter habitat in the California Aquarium. My wooden crate had been waiting for me at the side of the habitat, and I had been staring into it.
"Are you sure?" My mother, Helen, who was standing right beside me, had sniffed. "You know you don't have to. Me or one of the other otters could always pretend to be you, and go in the crate instead!"
"I'm sure." I had said firmly. "Anyways, it's not like you could go in instead of me. You have all the pups to take care of!"
Helen had then turned around and looked in my eyes that could turn into green or brown at the right moments. "Okay. Then promise me that you will take care of yourself–"
"I promise!" I had immediately replied. "Besides, Dad will be there! With him around, I might not be so clumsy all the time!" We both laughed. It was true. I was very accident-prone.
"And," My mother went on. "I want you to have the best, most funnest experience of your life!"
"No problem," I had replied, eyes shining.
And then, with one final goodbye to all the other sad otters, I had stepped (more like stumbled) in the crate, and left sunny California behind for New York City.
I started crying from homesickness again. It was unfair. The zoo peeps of the world thought that there were too many otters in the California aquarium, so they had decided to transfer a few out of there to other zoos. Some of my cousins had already been transferred elsewhere, but I was the only one who was moving to New York–the farthest from home sweet home.
Suddenly, the truck lurched to a stop. This was the hardest jerk, and it made my crate fly forward and bang against the truck wall, my luggage tumbling all around and even on top of me. I winced and gasped in pain. Wondering how many bruises I had received, I glanced down. One here, another here, ow that place hurt too…this had to be the worst transportation vehicle I had ever been on. I would sue if I were a human. But since I wasn't, maybe I would just settle for a lash out at the truck driver once he opened my crate.
I heard some human voices outside yelling and giving orders to each other. Soon my crate was being lifted. Finally. I got up in a crouching position, tensed and readied myself to attack my careless driver. My box was put down on something, and I heard what I thought were crowbars yanking at the side of my crate. Here we go…
A side of my crate burst open, and I immediately sprang out under the dark gray sky, eager for some human skin to latch onto.
But there was nothing.
Instead, I dropped through the air and splashed in…water? Shocked, surprised and totally immersed, I thrashed about till I reached the surface and gasped for air, completely drenched. I shrieked in a totally non-otter way and jumped out onto a soft carpet of grass. Oh it was on!
But as I looked around, I couldn't spot any humans to attack. Instead, I just saw the pond I had fell in, my crate, nice grass stretching out in all directions, a stone slide, bushes, the entrance to a cave, and brick walls towering over at the side of the habitat. MY DAD'S habitat? This place looked awesome! Bright and colorful and everything!
I walked about, until all thoughts of revenge on humans and being drenched were totally forgotten (I was never one to hold a grudge, anyways).
"Marlene?"
I gasped and spun around to a dark-brown otter. "Hey, Dad!" I greeted Robert, running over (and stumbling a bit) to hug him at the entrance of the cave.
After a quick embrace, he stepped back to glance at me. "Whoa, you sure have gotten bigger! Not to mention more beautiful." He remarked.
I blushed. "It's been a while."
"It sure has! The last time I saw you, I was getting ready to transfer to this old place! Three years can sure change people you know," he replied.
"I brought some stuff."
"Great! Let's go get them."
With that, we went back to my crate and peeked in. I had brought my Spanish guitar (I love Spanish guitars!), a sack of oysters (a good-bye present from Helen), an art kit (I love art!), and a first-aid kit (for obvious reasons).
My dad helped me bring it all into the cave, which I would now share with him. We put it all in one organized pile, talking all the way, and me almost dropping my guitar before he reached out to help me with it.
Then Robert decided to give me a tour of the zoo, but after looking at the gray sky that had grown darker, he decided against it. "It's always been raining or cloudy like this for a long while," he said sadly. "How about I give you the tour tomorrow, okay, honey? It's definitely going to rain. Hard."
I agreed, and went to sleep that night on my new concrete bed. Somehow knowing that this new twist in my life was going to be awesome and terrible at the same time, with many exciting adventures waiting for me... raining or not.
Private:LET ME GO
Blowhole:why?
Private:because I am missing the LUNACORNS!!!
blowhole:u love the lunacorns? I love the LUNACORNS
Private:NO WAY!
(they'd watched the lunacorns)
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(back at the HQ)
skipper:PRIVATE!!!!!!!!!
Kowalski:guys I have something to say
Rico:what?
Kowalski:I-I-I- LOVE PRIVATE
skipper:what about doris?
Kowalski:I said that to make private jeouls
Skipper:whoa did not see that caming
(at blowhole's lair)
Blowhole:WHY?DID U FORGOT PRISSCES SHARES A LOTS BIRTHDAY
Private:Aww commical
Blowhole:awww Harry potter u suck hope u die in the last movie YEAH VOLDY!
private:Harry potter is amazing
(back at the HQ)
Kowalski:TELL HER RON TELL HER THAT U LOVE-
(skipper slaps Kowalski)
Skipper:Kowalski! Stop watching this Harry potter movies-oh which one are u watching?
Kowalski:deathly hallows part 1
Skipper:oh did u hear that part 2 comes out next year
Kowalski:OH YEAH GO HARRY!!!
Rico:.............?
Blowhole:why?
Private:because I am missing the LUNACORNS!!!
blowhole:u love the lunacorns? I love the LUNACORNS
Private:NO WAY!
(they'd watched the lunacorns)
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(back at the HQ)
skipper:PRIVATE!!!!!!!!!
Kowalski:guys I have something to say
Rico:what?
Kowalski:I-I-I- LOVE PRIVATE
skipper:what about doris?
Kowalski:I said that to make private jeouls
Skipper:whoa did not see that caming
(at blowhole's lair)
Blowhole:WHY?DID U FORGOT PRISSCES SHARES A LOTS BIRTHDAY
Private:Aww commical
Blowhole:awww Harry potter u suck hope u die in the last movie YEAH VOLDY!
private:Harry potter is amazing
(back at the HQ)
Kowalski:TELL HER RON TELL HER THAT U LOVE-
(skipper slaps Kowalski)
Skipper:Kowalski! Stop watching this Harry potter movies-oh which one are u watching?
Kowalski:deathly hallows part 1
Skipper:oh did u hear that part 2 comes out next year
Kowalski:OH YEAH GO HARRY!!!
Rico:.............?
one night as a storm hit marlene was asleep but mort came in and he could not sleep. marlene remembered a song her mom used to sing to her when she could't sleep so as she put mort on an spare bed she sang:
go to sleep
rest opon your bed
may this night bring dreams to your head
hear my voice
never let it die
keep this lullaby
soon the sun shall sat on
long it will be till dawn
never from you will I be gone
carry on
with this world of fear
now the time is near
peace will soon rain here
as marlene completed the song mort was fast asleep.as she was walking outside she saw skipper
marlene:hey skipper so hows the team?
skipper:marlene theres no time to talk my team said that they heard a girl singing.
marlene:skipper that was me.
skipper:what?!
marlene:mort could't sleep so I just sang a lullaby my mom used to sing and mort was out like a light.
skipper:wow marlene your song lulled privete to sleep.
marlene:huh?
go to sleep
rest opon your bed
may this night bring dreams to your head
hear my voice
never let it die
keep this lullaby
soon the sun shall sat on
long it will be till dawn
never from you will I be gone
carry on
with this world of fear
now the time is near
peace will soon rain here
as marlene completed the song mort was fast asleep.as she was walking outside she saw skipper
marlene:hey skipper so hows the team?
skipper:marlene theres no time to talk my team said that they heard a girl singing.
marlene:skipper that was me.
skipper:what?!
marlene:mort could't sleep so I just sang a lullaby my mom used to sing and mort was out like a light.
skipper:wow marlene your song lulled privete to sleep.
marlene:huh?
(at the zoo)
Alex:so came and raise your glass-oh were here
Harry:yeah
Mars:look at the penguins
Skipper:cute and cuddly boys cute and cuddly
Private:skipper look 14 year olds
Kowalski:they may not be insurers
Alex:oh how cute!
Skipper:well hello
Mars:Alex look
Alex:what?
(Harry came with a Rose)
Harry:for u
Alex:aw
Ron:egh
Hermione:RON!
skipper:so there a boyfriend well 2 can play that game
Private:really?
Skipper:agh
Mars:hey look a singing competen
Alex:here I am once again feeling lost but know and then I breath it in to let it go and u don't know where u are know (Alex sang "Make it Shine")
Alex:so came and raise your glass-oh were here
Harry:yeah
Mars:look at the penguins
Skipper:cute and cuddly boys cute and cuddly
Private:skipper look 14 year olds
Kowalski:they may not be insurers
Alex:oh how cute!
Skipper:well hello
Mars:Alex look
Alex:what?
(Harry came with a Rose)
Harry:for u
Alex:aw
Ron:egh
Hermione:RON!
skipper:so there a boyfriend well 2 can play that game
Private:really?
Skipper:agh
Mars:hey look a singing competen
Alex:here I am once again feeling lost but know and then I breath it in to let it go and u don't know where u are know (Alex sang "Make it Shine")
Alex:gee who knew that it was going to be a heat wave
Ron:I did Alex
Alex:then why didn't you tell me dude
Harry:alright don't fight
Herimone:just have a nice day and-
Alex:you guys sound a lot like parents
Ron:yep
Harry:just came on and let's go see penguins
Alex:yahhhhh!
(at the penguin habit)
Ron:why do we have to see stupid penguins
(Alex slaps Ron)
Harry:cause it's her birthday Ron
Ron:when its my birthday we'll do something better
Alex:yeah right I bet you'll have it with pigs oink oink oink oink
Ron:shut up Alex
Alice:no fighting around HERE!
Alex:alright Alice sheesh
Ron:sounds like some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed
(then laugh)
Ron:I did Alex
Alex:then why didn't you tell me dude
Harry:alright don't fight
Herimone:just have a nice day and-
Alex:you guys sound a lot like parents
Ron:yep
Harry:just came on and let's go see penguins
Alex:yahhhhh!
(at the penguin habit)
Ron:why do we have to see stupid penguins
(Alex slaps Ron)
Harry:cause it's her birthday Ron
Ron:when its my birthday we'll do something better
Alex:yeah right I bet you'll have it with pigs oink oink oink oink
Ron:shut up Alex
Alice:no fighting around HERE!
Alex:alright Alice sheesh
Ron:sounds like some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed
(then laugh)