A/N: Hi everyone. In my other story it's humanized but this is just plain Club Penguin. Uh, I guess that's it. Enjoy! ^_^

The newest secret agent of the PSA rushed away to help Aunt Arctic and her puffles. The Director stood upon the mountain watching everything from his telescope. "It looks like they're doing well so far." He watched as the agent began to save penguins from a chunk of ice that floated away from the iceberg. He did not smile nor frown. He was not impressed. Yet. He began to turn the telescope again but then heard a small creek and watched his telescope fall apart. Now, of course, the secret penguin could've just picked up the telescope and looked through it that way, but he would look like Rockhopper. Ugh, how… unbecoming. Suddenly he began to feel the pressure. There were cameras… everywhere. He had to act like the penguin he had used to protect himself. He could not give away his identity. So much unlike what the Director would do, he fell to his bottom, thought of something real sad, and let the sobs begin. Yes, it was very unlike him but what else could he do? He sobbed uncontrollably for a few minutes until a shadow blocked the Arctic sun. "Hey, hey. Stop crying." A familiar penguin said rubbing the other penguins back. Their voice was soft and kind. The Director calmed down to look directly into the eyes of the newest agent.

"What's wrong?" Said penguin asked. The Director took in a breath and cried out. "M-M-My telescope broke." He said in his most childish voice. The Agent looked over to the shamble of broken metal. "Oh, it's alright. Just calm down." The Director nodded and watched the agent begin to fix the telescope. Slowly a smile spread across his face. "Wow. Just… Thank you." The Director beamed. He tried to think of the best he could give back… "Would you like to look through it?" He asked. The Agent gave him a questioning look and nodded their head. "Sure… Thank you." They slowly waddled to the telescope and as they looked through the Director could clearly see the Agent's mouth drop. They stumbled away amazed. "Uh, thank you. I mean like really thank you." "Why?" "It's just something really important. Thank you again." The agent started to hurriedly waddle away. The Director just stood there. And maybe… just maybe… he was slightly impressed.

Over time the more catastrophes that happened in Club Penguin, the more Director would hear of the Agent's marvelous progress. And he remembered a lot of it too. He remembered the Agent fixing the Dance Club (Even the most serious of penguins couldn't resist a little dancing), the Ski Village ski lift breaking, the snowman incident, and his glasses. Unfortunately in all of those memories he did, shamefully, cry at all of those occasions. And also over time he was always ready to award that agent at any moment's notice. He was very ecstatic that the agent joined the EPF. And for his last test so far he let them decode a message. And of course they passed. And each time the Director smiled knowing no one would have a chance. Not even Herbert. So the Director was very happy remembering that time he sent the card to the agent thanking them. And he was so very glad to put his secret identity's name on that card.

Signed-

Dancing Penguin~

A/N: I hope that this turned out bad. Or that this could be completely false. I got inspiration from Club penguin wiki I was reading about Director and it said maybe the Dancing Penguin could be him. It's not there anymore for some strange reason O.o but I just thought it would make a good story. So whatcha think?~

I hope this makes up for not any chapters on my other story.

Love,

Silver-Laced.