I've had a nasty bout of writer's block, but MyWayWriter inspired me to write chapter two of the song epic.

Chapter 2: The Heartsongs

Penguin Elementary had opened after the celebration. Like always, Ms. Viola was ready to start the new school year and teach the new students their heartsongs. "Good morning class." "Good morning Ms. Viola!" the whole class replied. However, two students were missing. Gabriel had made it to school, however. "Gabe, can I speak to you please?" "Am I in trouble, Ms. Viola?" "No. Where are Jake and Syrena?" "They ran off! I wanted to help Uncle Age and Mumble, Aunt Hayley and Gloria find them, but pa made me come."

Meanwhile, Jake was alone thinking. 'I don't know if I have a heartsong. Grandpa may not have one and Pa had one. Does that mean that I have one?' "Hey, Jake! We need to get to school. It's the day that we find out our heartsongs." "Syrena, I don't think that I have one." "Jake, there is only one way to find out."

Ten minutes later, Mumble and Gloria were reunited with Jake. "There you are. What do you think you're doing?" Mumble said, sounding a bit annoyed. "I don't think I have a heartsong pa. I don't want to embarrass myself like you did." "Jake, I know how you feel, but don't be afraid. Life has many challenges, finding your heartsong is one of them." Mumble said. "All right pa." Jake replied.

Twenty minutes later, Jake and Syrena arrived at Penguin Elementary. "All right class. I have a surprise for you. It's Pat!" "Who's Pat?" Mumble stepped in, "Pat is an old friend of mine. Erik, you remember when we were in New York City?" "Yeah, Pa! He is your biggest fan!" "Pat is going to demonstrate a heartsong." "Hey fluffitos! You are going to learn the number one thing that you will need during your life. Your heartsong and dancing are the two of the most important things you will learn during your life. I'm going to demonstrate my heartsong and maybe dance a bit too."

(Africa by Toto)

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in the 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
"Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you!"

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti

I seek to cure what's deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

"So what do you think?" "Pat, that was amazing! You are really good!" Gloria exclaimed. "Gloria, I know a lot of songs. I would sing again but it's time for the class to find their heartsongs." "Okay, take a minute to let it come to you." "Okay, Gabe, go ahead. Pat, Gabe is the son of Erik and Bo." "Cool, go ahead." (Hello Goodbye by the Beatles)

You say "Yes", I say "No".
You say "Stop" and I say "Go, go, go".
Oh no.
You say "Goodbye" and I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello.
I say "High", you say "Low".
You say "Why?" And I say "I don't know".
Oh no.
You say "Goodbye" and I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello".
Why, why, why, why, why, why, do you
Say "Goodbye, goodbye, bye, bye".
Oh no.
You say "Goodbye" and I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello".
You say "Yes", I say "No".
You say "Stop", I say "Go, go, go".
Oh, oh no.
You say "Goodbye" and I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello, hello, hello".
I don't know why you say "Goodbye", I say "Hello-wow, oh. Hello"

"That was fantastic, great job Gabe!" Pat praised. "All right, who wants to go next?" "Okay, Syrena. She is the daughter of Hayley and Age." "Who's Age?" "Mumble's and Gloria's adopted son and Erik's adopted brother." "Okay, thanks for the background. You may start, Syrena." (Back to December by Taylor Swift)

I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while

You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up, and I know why

Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses, and I left them there to die

So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December all the time

These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call

Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the fall

And then the cold came, the dark days
When fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye

So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry

Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right

I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand

This is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time, all the time

"Great job, Syrena!" After that, twenty-two penguins would sing their heartsongs. However, there was one student remaining. "Okay, who last?" Pat asked. "Jake, it's your turn. He's the third son of Mumble and Gloria. He's a bit nervous." "Jake, tell me why you're nervous." "I just think that I don't have a heartsong." Jake said. "Trust me, you'll do fine. Go ahead." (When you were young by the Killers)

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he come

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain? I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy, easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skylines
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the Devil's water it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he come

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
i said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
but more then you'll ever know

"That was the best performance of the whole day! You, Jake are this generation best male singer. You are going to be the lead tenor!" "Thank you, Mr. Pat! Are you going to stay here?" "Yes, I've gone all over this planet and now I'm in the place where I want to be." Pat said.

Disclaimer: Happy Feet 2 belongs to Warner Brothers and Village Roadshow Pictures; Age, Hayley, Syrena, Nicki, Gabriel, and Jake belong to MyWayWriter; Pat belongs to me, Happy Feet Fan 24.

This is probably the best chapter I have ever written! This story isn't done!