A/N: The story is going to be in third-person, somewhere in between limited and omniscient. Basically I'm writing perspective in any way that's convenient instead of what's grammatically correct. I'm just warning you, so that it doesn't come as a surprise.

Warning: The word drunk is mentioned in passing. Injuries are mentioned in passing.

Ameneko12 had no idea where she was, but she didn't feel good about whatever was going on. She could barely see the blotches of color whizzing past her. Ame's hearing wasn't any better off; the sounds around her sounded muddled and distorted. She could barely catch anything at all, and the words Ame could catch made no sense. What did rush have to do with sister? And what did fish have to do with horror? All the other senses had almost completely shut off.

As Ame was pulled through the stream of color and sound, the images became slightly clearer. She saw what looked like two black penguins laying in a river for a second, then the image was washed away and her consciousness faded with it.

Elsewhere...

Rookie pulled himself up, one flipper supporting his weight and the other rubbing his tender head. He lifted his head slightly and opened his eyes to a large, white room filled with numerous gadgets and inventions that reminded him of Gary's lab. He gradually got on his feet and walked around, careful not to touch anything. He wasn't going to risk any explosions.

Behind a counter cluttered with test tube and papers, Rookie heard a load moan. Panicking, Rookie ran to the source of the sound, knocking over a test tube and a few papers in the process.

"Ah! Who are you?" A peach penguin screamed, hopping up and getting into a fighting stance. The penguin relaxed almost immediately after seeing Rookie's face and rubbed her throbbing head. "Where are we, Rookie?"

"I don't know!" Rookie sputtered. "Wait...How do you know my name?!"

"Rookie, I know you."

"No you don't! Or at least…I don't know you."

"How? I see you almost daily. Don't you remember Rookie? You were helping me clean up one of Gary's failed experiments."

"Umm…" Rookie rubbed his beak, attempting to remember who this peach penguin was. "Nope! I think you're thinking of the wrong Rookie."

"The wrong Rookie? There isn't more than one Rookie!" Lake shook her head, attempting to deny the thought. "Right?"

"Gary had mentioned something about a multiverse theory a while ago. It was something about infinite Club Penguins or something, so there could be more of me."

"Do you know what Gary was saying when he talked about this multiverse theory?"

"Well, he said something about infinite possibilities...wait…" Rookie glared at the peach penguin. "Why should I trust you? You could be a monster for all I know!"

Rookie ran around and banged on every door he could find, hoping one would open so that he could escape.

"Rookie! Calm down!" the peach penguin yelled, running after Rookie, "I am not a monster!"

"Lair!" Rookie gave up banging on doors, instead jumping over chairs and pushing things in the peach penguins way to try and block her path. However, Rookie often tripped and stumbled, so he only managed to keep the peach penguin a few steps behind him most of the time.

While they were running around the area, a black penguin wearing a tattered leather coat and a pink wig staggered towards them, holding onto a wall for support. She muttered gibberish to the wall, almost as if she were drunk, then fainted.

"Ah! Ame!" Rookie shook the black penguins shoulder and smacked her in the face. "Oh no. Oh no. Evil-Ame is so going to kill me," Rookie muttered, shaking his head.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Idon'tknowshe'smightbedeadorsomethingIdon'tknowbuthersisterissogoingtokillmeifshefindsoutIletAmegetinthiscondition!" Rookie paced back and forth, clearly stressed out.

"Rookie!" Lake grabbed Rookie's shoulders and forced him to look her in the eyes.

"What?!" Rookie yelled in Lake's face.

"What's wrong?"

"Ame isn't doing so good and I'm worried I won't be able to take care of her," Rookie sighed, avoiding Lake's eyes.

"I'll help you. Okay?"

"Okay."

Lake let go of Rookie's shoulders and looked over at Ame. "What do we need to do?"

"Um…" Rookie sighed and rubbed his head. What did Gary do when Ame was sick? "Um… put her on one of the tables."

"Okay." The peach penguin waddled over to Ame and lifted the unconscious penguin over her shoulders. "Could you clear off one of the tables for me?"

Rookie walked over to a table near the center of the room and pushed off all of the contents. The peach penguin struggled to move Ame to the table, but, after a minute, managed to get there and plopped the black penguin on top of the table.

"So, since we are probably going to be stuck here for a while," Rookie stuck out his hand at the peach penguin, "we should introduce ourselves. I'm Rookie. What's your name?"

"I'm Lake Blue1," the peach penguin said, shaking Rookies hand, "Pleasure to meet you."

Rookie nodded happily, then looked to his unconscious friend. Now that he knew this person's name, maybe he could work with her to fix Ame.

"Now what do I do?" Lake Blue1 asked.

"Um, whenever Gary needed to fix Ame, he always did first aid, then gave her a shot…You know first aid, right?" Rookie looked to Lake hopefully.

"Yeah! Most EPF agents know first aid. What about the shot?"

"We don't have that," Rookie sighed.

"Well, let me start with the first aid, then." Lake Blue1 began by checking Ame's pulse and listening to her breathing. When Lake found that both were okay, she continued by checking for injuries, finding only minor gashes and a bruised flipper. Lake decided to go ahead and fix up the injuries before waking the black penguin.

"Rookie will you find me some bandages?" Lake held her hand out, but didn't look away from Ame. "Also, I need something to clean her injuries with. There's some green stuff in her injuries."

"Oh that's normal." Rookie grabbed the bandages and waddle to Lake Blue1's side. "You needed these, right?"

"How is it normal?" Lake took the bandages and set them aside so that she could use them later.

"That's her blood." Rookie gave Lake a wet washcloth. Then, Lake started cleaning Ame's wounds.

"Her blood is neon green?" Lake asked, continuing to clean the wounds.

"Yep! Gary found that out when he first performed surgery on her." Rookie leaned on the table and smiled at Lake Blue1. "She's pretty much the weirdest person in the EPF ever. Or at least the EPF I know."

"Ok, so all the first aid is still the same, right?" Lake set aside the washcloth and grabbed the bandages to start wrapping Ame's wounds.

"I'm pretty sure." Rookie rubbed the back of his head. "Ame may have weird insides, but she still is a penguin and she still has about the same body as one."

Lake finished wrapping Ame's wounds and set aside the bandages. "Okay. How do I wake her up?"

"Just shake her a lot until she wakes up," Rookie said, mimicking the action.

"Isn't that dangerous?"

"I don't know, but it's the only way she ever wakes up."

Lake grabbed Ame's shoulders and shook Ame as hard as she could comfortably. When Ame didn't wake up, Lake shook her harder.

"Wake up!" Lake shook Ame as hard as she could without undoing the bandages, but failed to wake the unconscious penguin. "Any other ideas?"

"I don't-" Rookie saw a human and a dog, but to him they looked like a walking candle and a giant puffle. "AH! MONSTERS!" Rookie cowered behind the table.

"Were not monsters!" the dog blurted.

"Whoa," the human laughed awkwardly, "Giant talking penguins. That's new."

"Shouldn't we get your freaky sisters before we try to talk with these things," the dog muttered.

"No." the human crossed his arms defiantly.

"Well too bad. I'm not in the mood for this right now and I doubt you have any steak right now." the dog, with an expression of annoyance and urgency, grabbed the human by the collar and started to drag him off.

"Wha-!" the human tried to wrestle from the dogs grip, but only managed to irritate the dog more. Both of them exited the room through a sliding door–one that Rookie had tried and failed to exit earlier–leaving the penguins confused and slightly concerned.

"We need to get Gary," Lake said.

"What about Ame? We can't just leave her behind," Rookie pleaded.

"I mean we need to get in contact with him," Lake clarified.

"Oh, that's a good idea! I didn't think of that. Do you have your spy phone?"

Lake searched her pockets for her spy phone. When she found it, there was no signal. "Well, that option is out."

"Couldn't you just hack a computer?"

Lake looked around the area and quickly spied a computer. "Yeah. That could work." Lake looked to Rookie with a smile. "That's a great idea, Rookie. Thank you!"

Rookie beamed with happiness from the compliment. "Should I do anything, Lake?"

"Yes. Watch over Ame and look out for those two things that just came in recently."

Rookie nodded, then waddled over to Ame. He jumped onto the table and sat down next to Ame, angling his body so he could see most of the room. Quickly, however, he became tired and passed out.

A/N: Yay! This is chapter one of the next story (finally)! This story is a sequel of "The Average Day for Ameneko12". I hope it isn't too terrible.

P.S.: I haven't posted this up on any forums for editing, so the editing is based solely on what amount I did. I've gone through a couple times to fix any major errors, but if you have any changes you would recommend, please say so. Also, please try to be patient with my obvious lack of consideration for grammar. I try to follow the basic rules of grammar, but I sometimes forget rules or just outright break the rules for the sake of the story. Hopefully most of it still makes sense.

Lake Blue1: I hope I didn't make you character OOC or anything. I tried to make her true to what she is, so I re-read some scenes in "The Great Agent" and assumed she was the calm, but somewhat bossy type. Also, I hope you don't mind that I called her "Lake" throughout this chapter.