Note: If any other author has concept of female crab, I don't know about it and I did not copy you. Plus, the Russian word Herbert uses is pronounced "lo-lub" or something like that. It means love, and I decided to make him have a Russian accent, like I explained in the first chapter. But enough talk. LET'S READ
Herbert and Hermione, the girl polar bear, were now sitting upright. "Who was that, Herbiekinz?" she asked. Herbert was obviously a little ticked off; he knew EXACTLY who it was, and it had ruined his romantic time.
But he wasn't going to tell Hermione any of that.
"I don't know, my любовь," Herbert lied. "But whoever it was, he won't be back under my watch!" The three twigs of hair on his head were in an unkempt mess from the exhilaration of the kiss, and Hermione smoothed them back lovingly and placed another kiss on his lips. Herbert pulled her close, and stroked the back of her neck. "Maybe we could continue this at your cave?" he suggested. "I don't know," said Hermione. "Cutesie is still probably home." Cutesie was Hermione's best friend, a female Club Penguin crab, whom Klutzy was in love with.
"Hmm…so let's go to my base. We'll have plenty of privacy." Herbert used those furry masculine arms and scooped Hermione into them, making her emit a squeal of joy. He carried her all the way to a secret door in the snow. He punched in a code, and unlocked it. They traveled down the stairs, and were safe in Herbert's home. To erase his past, his tools, blueprints, and other mechanical doo-dads were gotten rid of. The super secret lair in the back (the one with the three-key lock) was made into Herbert's bedroom instead (it beat sleeping in his old armchair).
Good thing, too. Herbert carried Hermione all the way to that special door. He fiddled with the knob. It was unlocked, and he kicked open the door. Hermione was gently lied on the bed, which was basically a flat, smoothed out rock with a blanket of Herbert's own fur over it (that may see strange, but it kept Herbert even warmer at night). Then he locked the door with all three keys, and rejoined with his adorable love. The first few minutes they simply gazed into each other's eyes lovingly, Hermione's sky blue and Herbert's a piercing silver. Then Herbert smiled at Hermione, revealing two rows of perfect, sharp, pearly-white teeth. "Where do you want us to start, Hermy Poo?" he asked. Hermione thought for a second, then smiled, "How about…here?" She gently pushed Herbert's neck forward so their lips met once more….
Back at the EPF, Rookie was reporting to G everything he'd seen in the wilderness. G had his lab coat off, and his dress shirt was slightly unbuttoned, revealing a few toned abs. Even his signature tie was undone. Why the informality? The stress of the situation perhaps, or the fact the air-conditioning broke down on one of the few days Club Penguin is warmer than usual (without anything melting).
"Now let me guess this straight…Herbert, THE Herbert, was kissing a FEMALE polar bear?" G asked incredulously. Rookie nodded. "I've never seen anything like it before!" G rubbed his chin in thought. "This is very strange, indeed…what are the chances a second polar bear has become stranded on our humble island? And furthermore, does this she-bear have the same evil intentions Herbert has or did have?"
Rookie shrugged. "I dunno, G…" G smiled faintly. "I'm afraid those questions were rhetorical, Rookie, but they are excellent ones, indeed. Your discovery has brought up a whole new investigation regarding Herbert P. Bear. Go home for now, Rookie. Next time we'll want you on the scene."
Rookie nodded thank you, and after he left, G picked up an EPF phone. "Dot? It's G. Can you create some forest-based costumes. Tomorrow you and some comrades are going to the Wilderness tomorrow!"
