When the three reached Megan's igloo, it was late. Trevor and G Slush both looked at Megan to see if she wanted to go to bed or not. It seemed like Megan called all the shots, when G Slush thought about it. He and Trevor were both here because of her.

Trevor. He had certainly had not left a good impression. He came in extremely cocky, thinking he owned the place, and immediately started flirting with Megan. He had to admit, he was tough to compete with. He had muscles, that was for sure. G Slush wasn't that strong, he thought of himself as more of an agile, skillful kind of person.

"I'm tired. I guess I will just turn into bed," Megan said. G Slush wondered if she would sleep in her underwear with Trevor around. To his surprise, she didn't. She just fell back into the bed in her clothes and went under the covers. G Slush went to sleep beside her, wondering what Trevor would think. He just looked at him with a blank expression and lay on the couch.

…

G Slush woke up to find he was not in the bed. He was on the uncomfortable couch. He was pretty pissed to look over and see Trevor sleeping next to Megan. He must have moved him to the couch and took his place after he fell asleep.

Megan sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes. She looked at Trevor, still asleep, then G Slush. "G Slush you gave Trevor the bed! That's pretty nice of you," she said with a smile, "Looks like I forgot to take a shower last night. I was pretty out of it.

This was it; would Megan take a shower with Trevor here? He watched Megan as she took her clothes off, then realized Trevor was still asleep. That idiot didn't know what he was missing.

As G Slush got prepared for the day, he kept glancing back at Trevor the whole time Megan was in the shower. He was still asleep. When Megan climbed out, she put the clothes her and G Slush had been wearing into the washing machine and started it up, then started heading towards her dresser.

"Megan, you wouldn't have taken a shower if Trevor was awake, would you?"

"He's going to see me naked sooner or later; I don't see the point in trying to hide it. I don't want there to be an awkward moment like we had," she said, and she blushed.

"It would be even more awkward when he sees you willingly do it," he said to himself.

"Huh?"

Realizing he was stalling her from putting clothes on, he dropped the argument. "Uh, nothing."

…

Later, Trevor woke up, and they went out, wondering what they were going to do today. They walked into the Soccer Pitch to watch a game, but to their dismay, nobody was there.

"I don't know about today," Trevor said to Megan, "But the Island Adventure Party is supposed to come into town this week, and I was thinking, maybe we could check it out together?"

"That sounds like a great time, what about G Slush?"

"Oh yeah, you can come too," he said, grinning. Obviously he was thinking about the same thing he was. He wanted to ask him why he had done it, switched him to the couch, but he already knew the reason why and he didn't want to get on Megan's bad side, because obviously Trevor would just deny it if he said it, after all, Megan had fallen asleep before G Slush got in the bed.

Suddenly, a tree started to shake, and then fell at a great speed, and nearly hit G Slush, if he hadn't jumped out of the way.

"Whoa, you alright?" Megan said to him.

"Yeah, I'm ok, but this tree isn't. Look at it, it's perfectly healthy. Why would it just fall?"

"Look at the roots too, they have chunks of ground around them, it looks like it was pretty tight in."

"Which means it must have been pushed over, intentionally."

"But… Who could push a tree that big?"

"That would be me." The three of them looked over to see a sickly green penguin with a scar on his face walk out of the woods, wearing an evil grin.

"And you would be?"

"I'm Crocell, one of Dexter's assassins. I have never failed on a mission. Never. You are going to give me that girl, so I won't have to kill you."

"Did anybody ever tell you…" G Slush said as he started running towards him, "That you are a very bad fortune teller?"

He threw a shuriken at Crocell, who pulled out his knife and deflected it the direction it had came, sending the shuriken flying back at G Slush.

"Nah," he said, "I think I'm right on the mark."

…

Herbert paced around the icy cave. It wouldn't be long now. The destruction of the PSA, err, the EPF. He had sent Klutzy out earlier, for what would be a distraction. The experiments they would be conducting would be creating a lot of light. There would be lots of power. They needed all the power they could get to take down the EPF.

The EPF though, would certainly come running at any sign of weird activity going around the island. That's what Klutzy's job was for. The previous disaster with the EPF was G's robots destroying the island, and at the end of it all there was one giant one who had captured G and the Elite Puffles. Herbert knew this, because he was watching the event the whole time from the shadows. He also knew that G had salvaged most of the giant robot. Klutzy, believe it or not, wasn't that stupid when it came to technology. His job was to sneak in and reconstruct the robot, and program directions to terrorize the southern plains of the island, even though the only thing there was the igloo area, but that was the homes of every single resident of Club Penguin, so it was pretty big and valuable. He was at the north end, so he hoped that they wouldn't be able to see any light given off.

Herbert chuckled to himself. After the fall of the EPF, the island would go unprotected. The citizens of Club Penguin would be helpless.

The end was near.