They fought and
Heero won. But Zechs detonatationed his gundam and the north pole
blew up. "No!!!!!!!!!!!!" Heero was mad at all the
penguins die.
I stare up at the night sky, watching the brilliant stars sparkle in the sky. I feel a glimmer of triumph knowing that murderous Zechs is stuck in space where he belongs. I can see the look on his face right now; he's probably crying like a little baby knowing that nobody is going to save him and he'll be stuck there until he dies of starvation. That's all he deserves, the little twat.
Yet, although I defeated him…it won't bring the penguins back.
Penguins…oh. They are – were – probably God's most perfect creatures. The way they waddled around quacking, the fact that they were birds and yet could not fly, how cute and fluffy their babies were and the majestic way they vomited to feed their young.
Alas, they were gone.
GONE.
No more waddling. No more quacking. No more vomiting.
ALL BECAUSE OF THAT FUCKING ZECHS.
The memory keeps replaying in my head over and over, over and over. I was having rough day at school and my muffin for lunch did not taste the good. So I thought I would go to the North Pole to visit the little penguins, hoping the squeaking of the fluffy babies would bring a smile to my face and joy to my heart. Just when I had arrived, before I even got a glimpse of their cute little beaks, Zechs arrived and ruined my plans like the smug little bastard he is. He threatened to use his Gundam to kill the 'erath', and seriously, what the hell is that? I couldn't let that sick fuck get away with his demented plans so I punched him right in the face, inwardly smirking as his Gundam attempted to retaliate, but I finished him off. And then he…
He had the nerve to blow up the North Pole, committing GENOCIDE to the greatest species there was. I was forced to watch my dreams of tickling a baby penguin melt away like snow.
After spoking with talk to that Gundam inventor, who fixed my Gundam, I flew into space to make sure Zechs paid for his unforgivable crime against mankind by cutting the little shit to pieces with my beam sword. We fought long and hard antil both mobile suits were all damaged and none could move. This was the end of combat and Duo found us and rescued me. Good old Duo. He's always there when I need him.
But he isn't a flightless bird that waddles around on ice.
I could have done something. I could have saved those poor defenseless little penguins. No. They're gone and it's my fault. I can still hear their voices…
'Quack quack quack.'
What's that?
'Quack quack.'
I can't….
'QUACK!'
The penguins tell me to kill myself. I might as well; I can't imagine living in a world without them.
The knife gleams in the light, calling to me in seductive voices.
I hold it in my hands.
I'm going to do it. Goodbye cruel world.
I'm going to do it.
"Heero, no!"
Duo? No, you can't stop me…
"Heero, the penguins aren't really dead!"
"How can this be?"
"Well, they live in the South Pole."
I hug Duo tightly, my soul put at ease knowing that somewhere in the world, a penguin is waddling.
'Quack.'
Yes, Pengy, I will kill them all…
