October 1st 2014 Central Park (Skipper's POV) "Okay boys it's time to crave some pumpkins!" I announced. "Yes this year I'm winning the zoo Jack-o-lantern competition!" Kowalski shouted. "Hold your horses Kowalski," I said, "this is just a practice run." "And a perfectly good waste of a pumpkin," he muttered. "The results of this practice run will determine who represents team penguin on the day of that competition," I replied, "so basically…Began!" "What about you skipper?" "Private as Team Leader I am disqualified…" "By who?" "Myself." My fellow penguins got to work and were done in around 3 hours. "And Time!" I announced. "Kowalski!" "This is a portrait of you," Kowalski said, "our fearless leader." "I appreciate the design choice…" I replied, "Private!" "It's a Lunacorn…" "NEXT! Rico!" "Ka-boom Ka-boom!" Rico said. "Nice use of explosives," I said. "And the winner is…" I said, "Kowalski! Again." "Better luck next year," Kowalski told private. "Hey guys what are you guys up to," Marlene said. "Marlene don't sneak up on us like that," I replied. "Practicing for the Jack-o-Lantern competition are we," she said. "I have you know that Kowalski is the best Pumpkin craver in this zoo," I replied. "Well let the trashy talk begin," Julian shouted, "because no one betters then the King!" "Really Ringtail because if I remember correctly you said and I quote…Jack-o-lanterns are for the weak and wrong," I replied. "You can't prove that I said that," Julian replied. "Jack-o-lanterns are for the weak and wrong," Julian's voice played on the tape recorder. "See," I said, "don't trash talk if you can't talk the talk." "Skipper's log….0: 500 hours…We have arrived in the city of London as the Fire…" "Turn that off right now!" I shouted. "Sorry skipper I forgot that you recorded that log entry," Kowalski said. "Okay I'll think we'll leave you alone," Marlene said as She, Julian, and Mort left. "You almost blow the cover on our most top secret mission." "Maybe you should have put Julian's words on another tape." "We'll finish this later," I said, "right now its mission time." "Yes!" Kowalski shouted. "Let's go topside," I said, "Next stop Alice's office." "Here we go again," Private muttered. (End of Chapter One)