Club Penguin:
How the Penguin Band Formed
This isn't an EPF Story, however, it's a story that I made in January 2011. I lost the file, so I made a new one, but it's practically the same. The job each member has in this story does come from the Club Penguin Times' information. It said each one did the job they're given in the story.
I WOULD LIKE TO NOTE THIS: I PUT FRANKY IN THE BAND AT CHAPTER 2. HOWEVER, I HAVE ALMOST ALL THE CHAPTERS TO THIS STORY DONE AND *SPOILER ALERT* HE QUITS THE BAND, THEREFORE, LATER IN THE STORY HE COMES BACK *AND IT'S SORT OF LIKE 'FRANKY'S FIRST SHOW'*. THANKS, ME.
First off:
How did the Penguin Band form? Many speculations have been shared, but what was the real reason? Well, nobody knows. But as the author of this, I've come up with a theory. While it may not be true, it's just an idea. But the question remains: How did the Penguin Band form?
"Thanks boss." G Billy, a Pizza Parlor chef, told his manager when he paid him.
"Ah, don't mention it, kiddo. You do lots o' work around here. You deserve a payment like that, wouldn't you say?" said G Billy's boss, Pizza Chef. You might've seen Pizza Chef before. He's been interviewed by the Penguin Secret Agency and the Elite Penguin Force before.
"Thanks again. I'm going to go spend it on a certain cowboy hat I've seen penguins wearing…" G Billy said. He headed towards the Pizza Parlor door, but was stopped unluckily by a 'friend' of his named SlashP (Slash).
"Ah, G Billy. Where do you think you're going now? To claim there's another agency out there?" Slash said then laughed at his own joke. Slash was a very talented musician on the island of Club Penguin, and used to be friends with G Billy. That was, of course, until they got into an everlasting fight. Slash is a self-proclaimed talented Pizza Parlor worker. But of course, sadly to say, his boss doesn't think so.
"Out of my way, Slash. Are you headed to go blow up pizza dough again? And by the way, that agency exists. One day you'll learn and be dumbfounded." G Billy commented.
"I didn't blow it up. It started spreading rapidly and almost ate the head cook. That's a difference." Slash said. "Just because you're jealous of me being what you want to be, doesn't mean you should be mean." Slash said in a snarky voice.
"Shut up, Slash before I shut you up." G Billy said.
"Slash, get over here or you'll be fired shortly." Pizza Chef ordered. G Billy was his favorite employee and didn't want him to be yelled at by a snide man. After all, Slash wasn't bright or nice.
G Billy waddled into the Plaza where he saw various penguins talking about the furry creatures spotted at the Snow Forts. After all, it was 2005.
"There was a pink penguin head at the Snow Forts! Did you see it?" asked a penguin to his friend.
"No, did you?" replied the penguin.
"Yeah! Hey, have you heard about that performance at the Dock of some musician? Almost the entire island will be there!"
"Really? When is it?"
"Very soon."
"Let's go!"
Oh great, who is it this time? Is it going to be another blow up from Gary or a crab clicking to 'I've Been Delayed' and missing half the notes? G Billy thought. After all, the last time they had a performance there, which was a week earlier, that all happened. G Billy decided to go there, though. If it was a 'hit' around the island, it was worth a shot. What would happen this time?
A case of bad luck, that's what. First off, when he arrived, he saw signs that said, 'SLASH LIVE!' and stuff like that. Could this get worse? Wait, no, because nobody likes Slash, so nobody will stay here and watch. G Billy thought. But there were fans of the penguin. He waddled through the seating area and sat down. A penguin came up to him.
"Hi there, thank you for coming to the weekly Dock performance. Can I get you any refreshments? The show starts shortly!" It was a waiter. Since he was very kind, G Billy said, 'yes'. He ordered a SuperMochaFrappeWhippyChino and it was brought shortly after. He tipped the penguin his entire paycheck from the Pizza Parlor and was thanked majorly.
"Thank you, sir. I'm going to spend this wisely!" the waiter said.
"Don't mention it." G Billy smiled. When the waiter left, a red penguin waddled by. G Billy recognized him as a writer in The Penguin Times. He wrote poems.
"Hey, aren't you the guy from the newspaper?" G Billy asked the penguin.
"Guilty as charged." the penguin smiled. "The name's Bob. Stompin' Bob."
"Hey there, Stompin' Bob. I'm G Billy." G Billy replied.
"Nice to meet you. You're a fan of my poems, I assume?" Stompin' Bob asked.
"Very! They're quite creative." G Billy smiled.
"Can you believe this concert is for the lamest penguin on the island?" Stompin' Bob asked in a whisper voice.
"I know, right? He's quite stupid. You'd never imagine this – I work with him." G Billy said.
"He's a total idiot! I'm probably going to leave this place soon!" Stompin' Bob replied.
Suddenly, two penguins waddled by.
"Hey, stop criticizing the greatest penguin alive!" said one of the penguins who was green.
"Yeah, you know what? He worked with my friend here to produce music in igloos." said the other penguin who was yellow.
"Maybe if he wasn't such a jerk I wouldn't!" G Billy said, rising from his table.
"Maybe if you weren't a jerk, he'd be nice to you!" said the green penguin who worked with him.
"What songs have you made in igloos? The Dance Mix song? I can see why you made it." Stompin' Bob rose as well.
"Shut up, you idiot. Just because you're jealous because you work for the Club Penguin Times doesn't mean you can hate on someone who's more popular than you!" said the yellow penguin.
"And what's your job? Snow removal?" G Billy interrupted.
"That's none of your business you sloppy chef!" the yellow penguin yelled back Then it got physical. The green penguin pushed G Billy to the ground. The yellow one shoved Stompin' Bob who pushed them both back.
"Get off me you stupid vomit colored penguin!" G Billy said. Security came and took all four out.
The yelling went on as they were dragged to the Town.
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU MADE US GET KICKED OUT!" screamed the yellow one.
"GOOD! WHO WANTS TO SEE AN UGLY BUMPKIN LIKE HIM ANYWAY?" G Billy shouted.
"I'VE GOT POEMS TO WRITE, AND YOU'VE GOT A JOB TO FIND. GOOD RIDANCE!" Stompin' Bob yelled. He turned with G Billy and they both waddled away, leaving the other two penguins staring in shock.
Approximately 6 months later
"Another hard day…" G Billy said. He met Stompin' Bob near the tables between the Pet Shop and Pizza Parlor.
"I'd think so. Heh, so wanna get some coffee?" Stompin' Bob asked. They were now best friends. They hadn't mentioned the argument from 6 months earlier since the day after it.
"Sure. Hey, can I pick up a puffle first?" G Billy said.
"Sure. I will too!" Stompin' Bob replied. When they entered the Pet Shop, the noise of squeaks and 'awww's' could be heard immediately. Penguins were picking out their perfect pets. Purple ones had just been found two months earlier. It was almost Halloween and they all wanted a little buddy to go with it, after all.
"I'd like a blue puffle." G Billy said to the penguin working the counter.
"Sure thing…" said the clerk. Then he noticed something. "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?"
"Me?" G Billy asked.
"And you, red guy."
"I write for the Penguin Times." Stompin' Bob said.
"Didn't I argue with you guys in April over Slash?" said the penguin.
"That's you? Wow, uh, this is awkward." G Billy said.
"I feel bad about that, you know. Can we just forget it?" said the penguin.
"I'm sorry, and sure." Stompin' Bob replied.
"Great. Now that'll be 1000 coins." the clerk-penguin said.
"One-thousand? That sign said eight-hundred! Stop trying to scam me." G Billy confronted.
"I, uh, am not scamming you, you see, my boss, uh, said, you gotta, pay, majorly…?" the yellow clerk stuttered. Gotta find a way to get his coins! That'll teach him not to argue with me!
"That's it. I'm getting the manager!" G Billy yelled finally.
"Yeah, and then you'll get fired." Stompin' Bob said. They pushed pass the clerk and waddled into the Manager's Office. The yellow penguin's expression changed rapidly as Stompin' Bob and G Billy spoke to the Manager and the Manager spoke to them. Finally, the three came out and the Manager spoke two words to the yellow clerk.
Approximately two minutes later outside the Pet Shop…
"Well, back to the Penguin Times for job hunting…" the yellow penguin said to Stompin' Bob and G Billy. "I'm uh, sorry that I tried to rip you off."
"Whatever. Maybe if you were nicer, you would have a job…" G Billy said, rubbing his new puffle as he spoke. He pushed pass the yellow penguin. Stompin' Bob stared at the penguin as if he was a disgrace. About two seconds later, he waddled to catch up with G Billy.
A week later in G Billy's igloo…
"New Igloo Music is now available! Just purchase a stereo from the Better Igloos catalog and choose your music. Check out new beats such as 'Festival of Snow' or 'Halloween'. What will you choose? Features 4 new tracks produced by the island's own Petey and his partner, Slash!"
G Billy read the newest issue of the Penguin Times. New igloo music, just what we need…G Billy thought sarcastically. He thought about that green penguin from six months ago. Ah, his name is Petey, eh? Then he thought about annoying Slash. What a jerk and a disgrace to the island. When I next see him, I'm going to be better than him and I'll give him a kick in the-
"G Billy?" Stompin' Bob interrupted G Billy's thoughts. "Dude, are you okay?"
"Oh, huh? Oh – yeah, I am. Sorry, I was uh, reading…" G Billy answered.
"But the newspaper is on the floor…" Stompin' Bob asked, confused.
G Billy was in his mind too much he didn't realize he dropped the newspaper. "Uh, nevermind that… hey, you hungry? I'm going to head to the Pizza Parlor and grab some grub. Want anything?" G Billy got up and picked up his blue sweater and leather shoes.
"Can I come?" Stompin' Bob asked quickly.
"Sure, why not? You want the same as usual – double meat?"
"Okay, let's go." The two headed out the igloo door and onward to the Pizza Parlor where they'd see more than 'meats' (Guess what? No pun intended!) the eye when it came to enemies.