Hooray! My first Wild Kratts fanfic. I've had this idea in mind for a while, and then was suddenly inspired to write it when I was reading "16 Years in the Making, 20 Years in the Making." Hope you enjoy this story. P.S. the disclaimers in Pig Latin. Also this chapter's dedicated to Wild Kratts Super Fan 1 for the sudden burst of inspiration for this story. Thanks WKSF1!
Disclaimer: I ont-day wn-oay ild-Way ratts-way. I do wn-oay my OCs. I lso-aay ont-day wn-oay ig-pay atin-lay.
Martin sighed and flicked on his creature pod. Facing its camera toward him, he hit record. He took a deep breath, and after what seemed like hours finally broke the silence. "Martin's log, entry 2043: It feels like yesterday that we were looking for alpaca in the Himalayas helping them live free and in the wild." He looked around wearily, "Now we're running from a mad man who's looking for us- for her. 'How did this start?' you might ask yourself. Well, I guess it all started the day we were studying giraffes on the savanna."
I know it's short, but it is a prologue. Constructive criticism welcomed, please R&R.
Bye! : D
