Chapter One
It was a long day for Snarky and Yoshi. They started their morning by chatting with friends at the Coffee Shop, lunchtime was spent sitting outside watching and rolling their eyes at penguins who advertised fake academies and strip clubs at their igloos, and that afternoon they impersonated conceited cheerleaders and football jocks at the Stadium. One by one, their friends left for various reasons like errands, sleep, or feeding their puffles. The last of their buddies parted ways with them early evening, after they were done scolding ten-year-olds who were hooking up at the Pizza Parlor. Snarky and Yoshi were left and they decided to play the piano and sing, respectively. The longer they stayed onstage, they got less and less serious with their performances until the current manager, who looked no older than twelve, had to escort them out for their hijinks. Full of pizza and fits of laughter, the duo decided to call it a day and headed back to the Town. A snowstorm began brewing as they left the plaza.
Yoshi took out his flashlight and pointed it ahead of them so that they can make out the path they were taking through the heavy snow. Just as Snarky was halfway through the Snow forts, he stumbled. Bits of snow clung on to his dark feathers and clothing; parts of it crumbled as he looked up from where he fell. A round object rolled off a few feet from his current position and stopped in front of Yoshi, who picked it up, shone the flashlight on it and looked at it curiously. The icy gusts of wind caused the propeller on Yoshi's cap to spin, which matched his bewildered expression.
"What the fuck is this?"
After Snarky got up and patted the snow off his tux, he took a closer look at the object, which was no bigger than his top hat.
"Hmm," Snarky pondered. "I believe it is a penguin egg and most likely an abandoned one. Well camouflaged, too."
"A penguin egg." Yoshi froze as he released his grip on the egg upon realization.
Luckily, Snarky managed to snatch the egg before it reached the cold, snowy ground. "Careful," Snarky cautioned as he wiped the egg clean with one flipper. "Most penguin eggs freeze to death within minutes when they come into contact with snow or ice. However, this still feels warm. Some eggs are abandoned not more than a day they are laid." Snarky removed his jacket and wrapped the egg in it. "There, there, little one. You're safe." He reassured the egg with a gentle pat. Snarky then looked back at Yoshi, who was still speechless from the whole ordeal.
"Shall we head back to my Igloo?" Snarky beckoned as he held the cozy egg in his arms. Yoshi nodded blankly and they trudged their way back to the Town.
"A penguin egg. An egg, fresh from a penguin's…fuck, I need to wash my hands with some acid now," Yoshi muttered under his breath.