Hey guys! Remember me, MoonHunter12?

Decided to start my new story today, so I hope you like it!


"Lights?" Dot asked, running through the last of the list Aunt Arctic gave her.

"Check." Astra pointed her clipboard at the set. Funny, Aunt Arctic could afford this huge set but claimed that money was tight when Astra asked for a new conference table after a mishap with one of Gary's inventions. Now they were stuck holding meetings with boxes in place of a table. One time, they "lost" Rookie because he was hiding in one of the boxes.

"Cameras?"

"Action!" Astra joked (You know, lights, camera, action? Lame, I know). "The answer is yes." She nodded her head to the camera crew, standing by. Note to self, she scribbled down, Don't let Rookie anywhere near the blue penguin with the weird fear of propeller hats.

"Rookie away from that weird blue penguin?"

"Skye isn't flipping out right now, is he?" Astra countered.

"And...I guess we're all set," Dot said, finished with the list. "Alright, so all you do is control Rookie over your headset and get the others in line if they get a bit wild. Everyone has their little blue ear clip on so they can hear you."

"That's what I saw Rookie trying to chew earlier?" Astra inquired, glancing around the set. Sure enough, Rookie was still trying to eat the clip. "Yeah, we're going to need another one. ROOKIE! QUIT EATING THE EQUIPMENT! THAT'S SUPPOSED TO GO ON YOUR EAR SO YOU CAN HEAR ME WHEN YOU'RE ON AIR IN CASE YOU MESS UP OR SOMETHING!"

"Oops, sorry," Rookie called sheepishly. "I thought it was some sort of really hard candy." He tried to attach it to his ear, but Astra waved a flipper.

"Never mind," she groaned. Dot rushed off to find another one. "You broke it. Dot's getting you a new one."

"Why did we agree to let him do this again?" Jet Pack Guy asked, struggling to carry a box of extra film for the camera crew.

Astra put her clipboard down on the table and helped him carry it to Skye. Who knew film was so heavy? "Because the rest of us weren't interested or didn't get the memo. Lake Blue went to Australia and Jessie and Mewcat are taking some extra classes for a test they have to take. No one knows when Lake Blue will come back, and it's probably not a good idea to interrupt Jessie and Mewcat's studying until it's over. I have no idea why everyone else didn't agree."

"Fair enough," Jet Pack Guy shrugged. The two of them dropped the box in front of Skye, who jumped from the noise. "Here's the extra film you guys requested," Jet Pack Guy said before walking off.

"We have another problem," Skye whispered timidly. Astra motioned for him to go on. "Well, uh, you see, one of the camera's lens cracked."

"Then use the other cameras," Astra snapped, annoyed at the stupid statement. She waved her flipper around the set. "There are thousands just lying around."

"Oh yeah," Skye remembered. Astra rolled her eyes. Skye may be a professional, but he was pretty stupid sometimes.

Suddenly, the lights turned off, and then back on. The pattern repeated several times. Astra picked up her clipboard and added, Fix lights. She already had to deal with the propeller phobia, Rookie in general, Jet Pack Guy's broken jet pack that had to be locked up in a closet since it went bezerk and was a danger to everyone on set, PH's puffles, and a missing Gary who was last seen rushing to the bathroom after eating a cupcake. He was probably throwing up or something. She didn't even eat lunch yet, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Why did I agree to this again? she wondered. Oh yeah. I need some money to pay some fees. Why do I need to pay my fees again?

So you can go to medical school! another voice in her head reminded her. You decided since the EPF here doesn't have a medical unit, you would create one after getting a Doctor in medicine!

"Astra!" someone shouted from the fuse box. "Something's wrong with the lights! They're flicking on and off randomly!"

"Gee, you think I didn't notice?" Astra yelled back sarcastically.

"Astra!" another penguin called. "The coffee machine's broken!"

"And?" Astra questioned. "There's, like, five other coffee machines!"

"Astra!" Dot came running over. "The guest wants a whole new wardrobe! What should I do?"

"Tell whoever it is too bad, so sad," Astra replied. "Who cares about what you wear?" Astra herself was wearing an old, white shirt she splattered paint on (I actually did have a shirt like that before it went in the wash), a paint-smeared black tie, faded jeans, and faded gray high tops.

"Astra!" That was Rookie this time. "I'm stuck in the flipper-chair!" (Since penguins have flippers rather than arms)

"Jet, go help him!" Astra ordered, frustrated. "How the heck do you get stuck in an flipper-chair?"

"I dropped my ear piece in between the chair and tried to get it, but my flipper got stuck!"

"Astra!"

"Astra!"

"Astra!"

"ASTRA!"

"QUIT IT!" Astra exploded. Everyone grew quiet, except for Jet Pack Guy and Rookie. They were having trouble getting Rookie unstuck.

Astra pointed her pen at the penguin at the fuse box. "You, go find Gary to help you if he's finished puking. Coffee machine gal, I don't care if it's your favorite coffee machine, aren't they all the same? [How do you have a favorite coffee machine?] Dot, tell that guest to quit complaining or he/she/they/it/whatever gets kicked out. PH, please round up the puffles before we have any more surprises. Hey, slacker boy! Your break ended twenty minutes ago! Aren't you supposed to be checking to see no one snuck in?"

"Well done, Astra." The said penguin turned around to see Aunt Arctic approaching. "Your leadership skills are quite exceptional. There's no question why you're the director of this."

"Corrections: (a) You're the director and (b) didn't you put Dot in charge?" Astra asked.

CRASH!

Astra groaned. For once, she couldn't wait to go to school.


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