Chapter 1:
Operation: Hibernation was a success. Later that day, the EPF would question Herbert, and find out more than he wants. Rico got up in the early morning. He made sure he wouldn't be late again, and called Jet Pack Guy to make sure he was awake. When Rico hung up, he waddled over to his kitchen.
"Any good grub?" he asked himself. He opened the fridge and there was...nothing. Well, nothing good to him. He went to his pantry and got out a box of Puffle O's. "Hmm, I know Rookie tried these and his mouth seemed like it was en-fuego." Rico argued for a minute over whether he should try it.
He opened the box and took a few out and put them in his mouth. He chewed and chewed. "Ya know, I don't see the problem with them...Rookie must have had wild ones from the Wilderness, bec-" Rico stopped short. Now how mouth seemed like it was on fire! "Aaaaaaaah!" He yelled quietly, not to wake his puffles. He ran over to the sink, where all the dishes were in the water that was nearly overflowed, and dunked his head in. He did it multiple times, ignoring the fact the water was hotter than the Puffle 'O. After about a million dunks, he finally was done. "Ahhhh," he said. "Sweet relief." Next, he waddled over to his closet. He got his Blue Duffle Coat out. "Hmm, should I wear this again? I've worn this everyday!" Rico said, holding it up. A lot of penguins believed it once they saw his wall of pictures, where he wore the same outfit...
USA Striped Head Band Red Whistle Blue Duffel Coat Black Pirate Boots
He got tired of it, plus, it was sort of summer, however, the temps didn't change too often. He went to his TV to check the temp. "Next on the Club Penguin Times, Good Mornin' CP, we have a new record for the warmest temperature...33*! Wow! Plus, we have interesting news from the Director of the Elite Penguin Force, so stay tuned," Aunt Arctic said. She was the news anchor in the mornings, and occassionally the evenings.
"33*? Wow! That's like, like- uh, what's it like...hmmm, MY MOUTH WITH PUFFLE O'S!" Rico said, shocked by the new record. He turned off the TV. To the island, if it was above 25*, it was on fire! Rico waddled back to the closet and got out his Red Swim Trunks. He put them on, and wore everything else he usually did except for his pirate boots. Instead, he wore his Light-Up Shoes. He put out some Puffle O's, and the box for the puffles, left a note that said he was getting coffee with Jet Pack Guy and headed towards JPG's igloo.
The street was quiet. 1206 Sleet Drive was usually the street where there was constant on-going things. He waddled up to JPG's igloo and rang the door bell. JPG waddled up and opened the door. "Hey Rico, ya ready?" JPG asked. "Isn't that why I'm here?" Rico replied. JPG shut the door behind him and they headed towards the Town.
They entered the Coffee Shop and saw Barista. "Hey, bro!" Rico called to him. "It's not packed again...where is everyone?" "Haven't had a customer all morning. It's only 7am. I just opened, anyway. So, anything upcoming for you guys with the EPF?" Barista said. "Yeah, we caught Herbert." Rico said. "Now we're working on something else...but we need it not captured, but destroyed." "Ok...secret 'EPF' stuff?" Barista asked. "Yup," JPG replied. "By the way, Barista, I've never asked you but, were you an agent?" Barista's eyes lit up. "Uh, what can I get you?" Barista wanted to change the subject, and fast. "The answer to my question." JPG replied. "Jet Pack Guy, give him a break... he had a rough day yesterday. He can answer later." Rico said. "I'll have a coffee, and so will Mr. I Need To Know Everything." "Hey!" JPG said. "What? You were being someone who wanted to kno-" Rico was interrupted by his spy gadget going off. "Excuse me, gotta take this." Rico said. He walked up to the Book Room and sat on the couch and hit "Accept". "Yo, D, what's the problem?" Rico asked. Dot was calling. Agents didn't really call unless it was an emergency.
"Chief, you might want to head down to the Command Room. I came in early, and I can't get a hold of G or the Director. But what you might find isn't good...hurry." Dot said. She sounded worried. "Why don't you just ask Rookie? JPG and I are in the middle of co-" "I did, and we need more than Rookie. Chief, I think you need to get down here-now!" Dot interrupted. That was enough to convince Rico to get to the Command Room-and fast.
He waddled down to the Coffee Shop. "Alright, I'm back." Rico said. Still no one but Rico, Barista and JPG. He sat down on the couch and Barista came to give them their drinks. "What's the deal, dude?" JPG asked. He took a sip of his coffee. "I have no time to drink, and neither do you. Dot orders us to get down there, and now! She can't get a hold of the Director or Gary and she's worried about something. She called Rookie, but she said it's going to be more than just Rookie..." Rico answered. "Alright, fine. Barista, what's the total? We don't have time for the bill." JPG said.
"Bill? Eh, since you guys rock, I haven't charged you since I started working. Did you forget?" Barista told them. "We never really noticed..." Rico said. "Ok, have fun on your job...see you later." Barista said. He turned and went over to the stairway. Rico waddled out...then turned back. "Dude? What are you doing? We don't have time..." JPG said. Rico just waddled over to the counter and put a couple THOUSAND coins on the counter. They headed out to the Command Room.
"We're here!" Rico said, getting off the elevator. "What'cha ne-whoooooa! What happened here?" The place was a wreck! "We have a witness...but he refuses to tell us anything!" Rookie told Rico.
"Yes, because once you capture...I turn on you all, and choose not to answer any questions!" Herbert said, still in his cage cell. "You will if you want to get out sooner. If you don't, we'll surround you with water!" JPG threatened. Rico grabbed a hose and turned it on. He poured water into Herbert's cell. "Aaaaah! Okay! Turn that blasted thing off and I'll tell you what I saw!" Herbert screamed like a little girl. "You better..." Dot said. "Ok, I was just sleeping, and then heard something and awoke. I was very tired, but I saw Gerbil the Gadget Guy sitting at the table watching the TV. There was a robot on-screen. I feared the Proto-Bot until Gerald said the word, 'director'. I fell back asleep shortly after and woke to a loud CRASH! I saw Jerky get carried away in the top of the Proto-Bumbler. Does that make you happy that I told you?" Herbert told them. "Hmm, ok. Are you able to explain the mess and why the files are missing, and our I.S.E.E.U. accounts were hacked and banned forever and why the monitors are off?" Rico was determined to get more answers. Something wasn't right with what Herbert said. "Ok, hmmm..." Herbert thought for a moment. "Ah-ha. The three test bots came in and stole all the stuff. The Sunglasses McJetPack looking bot hacked the computer, the Wheelie one stole the files and the Great Snow Race one shut down the monitors and also stole the system defending gear." "Hmm, why would they do that? Why do they want to know more about us? They are just-bots! Someone must of set them up to be out to get all our info...but who?" Rico said. They all turned to Herbert. "Ok, I admit. I did it...but when I rebelled on the Proto-Bot and his friends, I forgot to de-program them to be out to get all your files and info...however, they would still be out to get you..." Herbert admitted. "Why would you do-" CRASH! Rico stopped short as the Ultimate Proto-Bot came crashing through the Virtual Reality tubes. He destroyed every one of them. "Processing Identification...Target loading at 57%" "Aaaah!" Rookie screamed. He ran to go hide in the cabinet. "Target Found! Code Name: Rookie. Agent ID: 44. Scanning Room." The Proto-Bot headed right for the cabinet and left. They were glad it didn't get Rookie. "Rookie, the bot's gone...come out." Rico said. "Do I have to come get you?" He waddled over to the cabinet, and gasped. Rookie wasn't in there!