I do not own CP. Icetail38 is my penguin. Nightshade is my puffle (soon). Enjoy!

Case of the Missing Puffles

Hi. My name is Icetail38. And I am not your average penguin. I am white and I own a black puffle called Nightshade. I am part of the PSA or Penguin Secret Agency. I am… best friends with Gary the Gadget Guy. Well maybe more, but even so… why did he give me a rookie mission? He knows I can do more! I mean, can't he get Rookie to do it. No. I have to.

Here I am talking to Aunt Artic about her puffles.

"Thank goodness someone is here to help me," she cries. "I think some of my puffles are in trouble! They're missing!"

Tell me the obvious!

"When did this happen?" I ask. She looks like she's going to cry.

"It happened an hour ago," Aunt Arctic says. "I was doing some reporting for the Club Penguin Times, so I brought my camera with me to take pictures."

No duh! Hello who do you think I am!

"What happened next?" I press, just managing to keep sarcasm out of my voice.

"Two of my puffles must have hidden in my camera bag, I saw that they were missing, and my camera was gone too!" she wails.

Now we're getting somewhere.

I ask her to describe the puffles to me. I note that there is a goofy green one and a purple puffle that will most likely have the camera. I reassure Aunt Arctic that everything will be fine.

The first thing I do is go to the pet shop. I look around and all I can see are puffles. Then a piece of paper catches my eye. It says 'G has fifty-four pairs of socks.' Odd…

I head to the Ice Rink. On the Ice is a pile of green puffle pictures. Oh for the love of hot sauce pizza!

"This must be one of Aunt Arctic's puffles!" I whisper to myself. Triumph rushes through me.

Then I go to the Iceberg. There are a group of penguins stuck on a broken chunk of it.

"Help, Help," they yell.

"How did this happen?" I yell back.

They say that too many waddled onto the edge at the same time and that the part that they were standing on broke off.

"We started to float away!" they finished.

"Don't worry," I yell, already running, "I'll find some way to help you!"

I hear them call out their thanks.

Gary you are going to get one frustrated penguin when I walk in.

I run into the sports shop.

"Gary!" I yell. Gary, who is behind the counter just smiles pleasantly.

"Hello madam! It's a beautiful day on the ski hill, is it not! Can I get you something?" he asks.

"Yes, Please!" I say through gritted teeth. Gary continues to smile at me.

"Check out the catalogue for everything you need to get around Club Penguin with style!" he says. His eyebrow was raised at my anger. We were going to have a yelling match after the mission I'm sure.

"Do you have any SPECIAL items?" I ask.

He says I can look at them if I can answer how many pairs of socks he owns.

"Well how am I-" I start to yell, but then it clicks. A smile replaces the snarl on my lips.

"You own fifty-four pairs of socks," I proclaim.

"Yes agent," he growls. I look away, the snarl returning.

"May I see some spy gadgets?" I ask as politely as I can.

"Follow me," Gary says struggling to keep calm.

I follow him to a cabinet just right of the counter. Gary opens it. It has a life-preserver shooter in it and a grappling hook. He tells me to take what I need and leave. I grab both items and throw tight thanks over my shoulder. I head back to the Iceberg and take out the life-preserver shooter. I help the stranded penguins one by one. They thank me. One green penguin is standing alone. He tells me that he saw to puffles heading the other way. I nod. I decide to go to ski hill.

A small brown penguin is sitting on the ground crying.

"I was using my homemade telescope to look around club penguin, and it fell apart!" he sobbed. "Oh, please help me fix it. I'll let you look through it."

I grab the wrench out of my spy phone and fix the telescope.

"Thank you so much!" the penguin says. "Here, look!"

I look through the telescope and I swing it around. When it goes past the tallest mountain I see a green puffle. I realise that is where to go next. I thank the little penguin and head off.

I reach the mountain and look up. I grab the grappling hook out of my inventory. I throw it up and it gets wedged up the top. I climb up and a green puffle lands in front of me.

"You must be one of Aunt Arctic's missing puffles," I say.

It leads me to the other puffle, the purple puffle.

"Come, puffles," I say. "Let's go back to Aunt Arctic's igloo."

We head back to Aunt Arctic.

"You've found my puffles! I'm so glad they're safe!" Aunt Arctic says when I give them to her. I tell her all about their little adventure and say farewell. I walk out. This is going to be a long talk with G, I think to myself.

Back in Gary's office I was looking out through his window, not paying attention to what was being said. There were some other agents there as well. The talk had something to do with respect.

"Agent Icetail38! Are you listening?" Gary yelled.

"Nope!" I reply

"Why?" G asks.

"Because you didn't listen when I needed you," I scream. With that I ran out of Gary's office and back to my Igloo. He called me back for another mission a few weeks later.

Poor Icetail38. What will happen next.