Here's a story I wanted to write so... enjoy.

Sun shone on the penguins who were in their exhibit playing a nice game of volley ball. Kowalski and Private on one team; Skipper and Rico on the other. The two teams continued to hit the ball back and forward until Kowalski slapped his flipper against the ball, causing it to soar above the net and onto the floor of the other team."Nice hit Kowalski!" Skipper yelled. "So let's see if you can handle" he paused in exaggeration "The Server."

Kowalski took a stance "But isn't that the word 'serve' with an added 'er'?"

Skipper shrugged " I don't know. I just thought it sounded dramatic... Rico!" he shouted. "Assume position!" Rico dived onto the the floor, mouth open. Skipper threw the ball to Rico, who opened his mouth even wider. Private and Kowalski obviously expected Rico to swallow the volley ball and regurgitate it. But the maniac penguin then back-kicked, sending the ball flying through the air into who knows where! (that rhymed)

The four penguins watched until the object disappeared beyond the horizon. "Well, we're never gonna see that thing again." Skipper said.

"So then... what do we do now?" Private asked.

"I guess we could do what ever we want. Kowalski still needs to work on that thumb-wrestling invention, right Kowalski?" Skipper said.

Kowalski nodded. "REVENGE- Er... Julian won't know what's hit him." He entered the H.Q with Private and Skipper right behind him.

Rico stayed behind on the "ice-burg"and thought. What exactly would he do? Play with the ants and his new magnifying glass? Wait! He knew! EXPLOSIONS! He eagerly upchucked a few pieces of TNT and hurried Central Park. The fresh evening air relaxed Rico as he skirted the tree that Fred lived in, wanting to avoid the annoying creature. But it was too late. Fred the squirrel stuck his head out from the top branches of an oak tree.

"Hi." Fred said. (Hehe, that rhymed too) "What are you doing?"

"Chuchuned!" Rico garbled.

"Oh, okay. I'll come with you." Fred climbed down his tree and faced Rico, and waited for a response while scratching his chest ."Well, are we going or what?" he asked when Rico stood there with an annoyed look on his face.

Rico then sighed and stared at the ground, hoping Fred would either 'A' get bored and leave. Or 'B' think he was weird and back away slowly. Which ever happened was fine with Rico. Yet Fred just stood around, looking idiotic as always. Rico himself was getting bored when Fred cried out. "HEY! THERE'S THE GUY WHO STOLE MY LUNCH MONEY!" while pointing at a blade of grass. Rico followed his finger. He thought Fred was hallucinating until he saw... an ant.

Rico shook his head. Of course Fred would hold a grudge against an ant. "Uh, Fwed..."

"No, don't be fooled by his... antness. He's evil, really!" Fred shouted. "he took my my lunch money and put it inside a volcano made out of dirt! Come on, I'll show you." Fred scurried closer to the ant. "He'll go back to his volcano. Just watch him."

The ant, nervous, scooted out of his way. But that just made Fred move even closer. "Look an acorn!" the ant yelled.

"Where!" Fred asked. With this distraction the ant hurried back to his anthill, screaming as he went.

"Dang!" Fred hurled himself at the ant hill, making dust fly everywhere. Fred stood up and looked at Rico. "Can I use that dynamite in your hand?" he asked. (yeah, he still had it). Rico was about to protest, but Fred had already grabbed it from his hand. "Take that ant!" he yelled before dropping the dynamite.

The explosion deftly shook the ground with bits of earth flying everywhere. Rico leaned in closer at the same time Fred scrambled towards his tree. A last rumble shook the ground. Rico tried to take a step back, but how could he when he was falling?

I blame Fred. Oh my gosh! Did you know the person who plays Fred's name is Fred! Wellz... please review.