Hi guys, as soon as I'd done Operation: Hot Sauce I just had to write a story on it! Sorry I haven't updated my other stories, I'll get round to doing that once I've finished my exams. Please be patient with me. This story isn't going to be that long, maybe a few chapters long. Hope you like it. Also I need some help with my other story 'Eva's Hollywood movies' I don't have any ideas for the 'High Speed Getaway' or 'Return of the Space Squid' films, would you be able to PM me if you have any ideas for those stories please, thanks. Cover art is from CP but edited by me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Club Penguin, it's characters, missions, or anything else. I only own my penguin Walle N Eva (aka Eva). Other penguins are owned by whoever plays them.
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Parcel
The day after the Puffle Party was over I was taking care of my puffles in my igloo after all the excitement they'd had at their Party together with the other puffles.
"Stay still Pingu!" I giggled brushing some of my blonde hair out of my face, as I sat down and tried to brush my black puffle's fur.
I pinned Pingu to the floor with one flipper, so he wouldn't bounce away again, and tried to brush his black tangled fur with my other flipper. The island was holding a Pizza Party at the Cove today, and my hungry orange puffle Mater was eager to get going; he sat beside me with his lead in his mouth as I continued to try and brush Pingu's fur, while he wriggled in my grasp.
As I brushed, I thought of the Everyday Phoning Facility which was being re-built at the moment, the Facility had been down for many months now, thanks to a certain polar bear named Herbert... wait that's a whole other story!
Anyway, I hoped it would be back up and running again soon. Why would I be so concerned about a Phoning Facility you may ask? It's because the Everyday Phoning Facility is the EPF's HQ! What, no, not the Everyday Phoning Facility's HQ! The Elite Penguin Force's HQ! It's a secret service protecting the island from danger, and keeping it safe. Me and my friends are a part of this force, along with many other agents protecting the island day and night.
I remembered the message a fellow agent, Jet Pack Guy had sent me on my Spy Phone near the end of the Puffle Party last week. He'd said, 'Agents. It's been too quiet for comfort lately. We've got a couple of high profile threats we haven't tracked down. Keep sharp out there.' Indeed we had, Herbert and his crab minion Klutzy were still on the loose. Then it came to my mind that I hadn't seen my Spy Phone since yesterday. One day without a phone may not seem like much to you, but it was no ordinary mobile phone, my Spy Phone helped me keep up to date with EPF news and missions. I wondered where it could be, I was getting worried...
Suddenly there was a loud knock on my igloo door, distracting me from my thoughts, and my puffle. Pingu slipped out from under my flippers making me fall flat on my beak.
"Pingu!" I rubbed my beak while Pingu stuck his green tongue at me.
I sighed as someone knocked at the door again, "I'm coming!" I called as I got up and waddled towards the door, only to trip over Mater's lead and fall into the door.
"Ugh, Mater!" Mater looked at me and quickly bounced behind the couch to hide.
"Erm, miss are you alrigh..." The post-penguin opened the door and I fell into the snow in front of him.
"Mmmph..." I mumbled.
"Oh dear." The penguin helped me up, and I untangled my feet.
"Wow you have a lot of puffles, no wonder you tripping over their things." He noticed.
I giggled, "Don't you know me Jonathan? You post the weekly newspaper to me every week."
"Um yeah but I never noticed how many puffles you have. I'm not that observant!" he laughed.
"Why don't you come in for a cup of tea or coffee?" I suggested.
"No thanks, I've got a special parcel for you, and your weekly issue of the CP Times." Jonathan passed me the paper and pulled out a small parcel.
"Hmm, I didn't order anything from the Igloo catalogue recently." I said confused as he handed me the parcel.
"Well I'd better go and finish my round, still got lots of letters to post. See you soon." Jonathan waved as he waddled off down the street.
I waved back and then stared at the parcel as I closed the door behind me. The parcel didn't have a return address on it, I was confused. My puffles watched me as I began to open the mysterious parcel. "Well I'd better find out what's inside it" I reached inside the small parcel and pulled out a...
