Prologue
It was a typical day at the orphanage. Tarence, a 15 year old boy, was drawing a penguin and three others, too. Then he drew an otter, an elephant, and three lemurs.
"Sigh," Tarence murmured.
"Tarence! Make your porridge! NOW!" a cranky voice shrieked. An old, chunky woman whipped open Tarence's door. Her frame, however, did not pose much of a threat. Tarence grimly scowled.
"Porridge? PORRIDGE? I hate porridge!" Tarence then grabbed a small bit of allowance and stormed off, leaving the drawing of animals behind.
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Meanwhile, the penguins at the Central Park Zoo were watching television. All, that is, except for Kowalski. He was inventing yet another one of his inventions.
"Aha! I've done it!" Kowalski exclaimed proudly, "This small device will be able to reorganize an organism's DNA sequence to the last animal it touched! Despite that, it needs an outside source, that of which I will extract tomorrow."
"Will either blow up?" a small accented voice called out. Private waddled in the room, having finished watching the tube. His eyes gave a nervous air about them.
"Don't you worry, Private! This experiment cannot fail!" Kowalski quickly assured. This, however, was far too little to assure the little penguin.
"That's what you always say!" Private stated sternly. His eyes met Kowalski's, but Kowalski was not nervous. The tall, genius penguin just smirked smugly. Private was not completely convinced, but he turned around, mumbled, "Okay…", and left the room with a quite content Kowalski standing before his new, glowing creation.
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Tarence got a new job as a paperboy on Mondays and Wednesdays, so he, by default, received a paper bike. However, the clean vehicle had some questionable flaws…
"Of course! The bike that I got, the last one there, is a pink flower bike with a matching basket!" Tarence groaned with utmost discomfort. "The least manly bike they could give me!" He pedaled off, and delivered papers in an extremely glum mood. The only reason he was going through with this was for the money. Eventually, Tarence earned just enough to go to the Central Park Zoo, a visit of which he yearned to go to for years. Finally, Tarence's heart screamed.
When he got to the entrance, Tarence purchased a ticket, and nearly skipped through the entrance. He thought this was going to be a perfect afternoon.
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Dr. Blowhole's voice cackled. "I will finally be rid of those penguins!" Just then, a teenage boy appeared on the screen of the SPOUT Spy Camera Dr. Blowhole sent to investigate the Central Park Zoo.
"Ah, boss?" one of Blowhole"s lobster minions questioned, "A person is on the screen. A citizen."
The cruel doctor let out a laugh. "We will strike. The more the merrier!"
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Back in the penguins' base, a booming sound was heard, followed by tremors.
"What was that?" Private whispered feebly.
"Move, Move, Move!" Skipper motioned and the four penguins shimmied to the ladder. Rico had that smirk that screamed, "Kaboom!" But out of all their years of training, nothing could prepare them for this.
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A large explosion hit the central park zoo. Many animals were panicking, including Tarence. He was observing the elephant, when a meteor-like orb of light impacted near him. Instinctively, Tarence bolted for the exit. He ran past the exhibits one by one. However, he took a last minute shortcut through the penguin exhibit. As his foot landed, Tarence slipped, his foot caught in a small tunnel, and he bumped his head on the concrete. As a result, Tarence instantly blacked out.