Disclaimer: I do not own The Penguins of Madagascar or any of its characters.
I do own my OCs Sarah, Lucy, Uncle Cameron, Christiana and Lisa.
P.S: Fake names are used in this story.
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Chapter 2
Suddenly, staring at Lucy, I felt myself freeze up with nervousness. Luckily, she broke the short moment of silence by saying "Hey. I just remembered, I brought my iPod too." She reached into her small bag, rummaging through it before pulling the iPod out, and she held in her hands, typing in the passcode.
This took a matter of seconds, and I looked over her shoulder at the item in her hands. Her first screensaver (the one of the screen where you type in the passcode), was a picture of a black horse rearing on a black hill in front of a full moon. I smiled "That's so cool!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks" replied Lucy with a smile. She then continued "You know, you're nothing like I expected."
"Same here" I answered.
"I expected you to be…more like Sarah. Thinking I'm not as smart as her, that I'll never be as big of a Penguins of Madagascar fan as her…and trust me, I love them" commented Lucy.
My nervousness melted away quickly. Lucy was kind and a little awkward like me (and it was obvious that she loved P.O.M, and anyone who loves them can't be that bad). But then, a comment from her caused me to ask "What do you mean she thinks you're not as smart as her?"
My new friend replied "It's because I'm two years younger and I got held back a year at school. But it wasn't my fault…" she sighed "I'm partly deaf." I was shocked at first, but I then remembered Lisa saying that one of her kids was partly deaf, and my confusion lessened.
Lucy continued "I was held back because I couldn't hear what people were saying when I was little, so I couldn't form words properly. I had to repeat Grade 1 to learn to speak properly. Mum realised I needed hearing aids when the teacher said something, and I've had to have them ever since." She brushed her hair out of the way of her ears, and showed me the pink bands around her ear…hearing aids "I have them in both ears. Since I'm only partly deaf, I'm just a little deaf in both ears. It's not major or anything. Half the time, I don't even remember I'm like that" she added.
Changing the topic, I asked "So, what songs do you have on your iPod?"
My friend shrugged and responded "A lot of different stuff. What about you?"
"Pink, Selena Gomez, Kelly Clarkson, that kind of thing" I answered, checking off the three artists on my fingers as I said them.
Lucy sat down on my bed, and I took a seat beside her, looking over her shoulder at her iPod selected the 'camera' app, and pointed it so the mini lens was facing us "Hope you don't mind. This is kind of a big moment, so I thought I'd take a picture" she said. I held still, and smiled with Lucy. I heard the 'snap' of the tiny camera, and relaxed as she simultaneously brought the iPod closer to her to look at the most recent picture. My friend and I took turns taking photos of each other (and some silly ones) before we both burst out laughing.
In between fits of laughter, Lucy asked "So…you're a big fan of The Penguins?"
I knew what she meant, and I nodded "Yeah, they're awesome."
After calming down, she asked "Who do you like the most?"
"Marlene" I answered without hesitation.
My friend gasped "Her and Skipper would be so cute together!" she squealed. Then, she inquired curiously "What do you think of… ?"
I shuddered "He's creepy. I would not want to be on his bad side" I answered.
Lucy nodded in agreement "Yeah, same here. But…" she thought for a moment "I'm not really sure he has a good side" she agreed.
I nodded as well "He was even mean to his sister. Oh my God I love Doris!" I added.
"I know, she's so…spunky" added my friend.
All of a sudden, my iPod started making a funny noise. It was a beep, and I'd never heard it beep before. Curiosity got the better of me, and I snatched it off the bed and immediately got onto the maid screen. Thinking that it was probably something in my 'voice memo' app, I selected it. To my utter shock, there was a new recording there…and one that I hadn't recorded.
Lucy moved closer "What's up?" she asked.
"I didn't record that" I answered, staring at the screen and pointing to the new recording.
"Click on it? Maybe you did and you forgot" suggested Lucy. I unplugged my headphones and placed the iPod on the bed so that she could hear too. I pressed on the new recording, and listened.
At first, there was a lot of what sounded like static. Then, a male voice spoke. He sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite determine who it was "Christiana, Lucy…we need your help. You will understand completely soon, but just know this...that show that you like, it's real. You have to keep a lookout for anything suspicious or out of the ordinary. Skipper out." Then the recording ended.
I looked at Lucy, and the fear and shock must have been clear on my face because she said "Don't worry. It's probably just Sarah playing a trick on us." Then, she stood up, walked to the door, threw it open and yelled "NOT FUNNY SARAH!"
The older girl came running instantly "What do you mean?" she asked in genuine confusion.
Lucy pointed to the bed, but didn't take her eyes from Sarah "That little joke you pulled with the recording on Christiana's iPod? Not. Funny."
Her sister replied "That wasn't me Luce. You know me, I'm not good with technology. Well, I couldn't do anything like that anyway."
Lucy laughed bitterly "Oh, and you just expect me to believe that it really was Skipper who sent that? Not going to happen, not unless I got proof" she said.
Suddenly, I saw something out of the corner of my eye, and froze "Um…Lucy…I think I found your proof" I replied shakily.
She whirled around "What?" she asked, coming over. However, speaking wasn't necessary when she saw what was on her iPod.
In a bubble on the screen, were the typed words 'Oh girls, I think you need to be a little more understanding of the unexplained if you're going to survive. This is from Dr. Blowhole, in case you humans were wondering.'
Lucy and I looked at each other, real fear on our faces. At first, we were unable to communicate with each other. Then, I managed to speak. However, those words weren't exactly ladylike, although they did sum up the situation.
"Oh holy crap!"
