Prepare yourself for a very weird, strange chapter! :) Woo hoo!

Larry had kept the remaining pizza slice in the fridge and cleaned up the kitchen a bit. Typical Fred had left crumbs everywhere. Once that was done, Larry figured his green friend probably had had enough time to himself. So, he waddled over to Fred's room and knocked with a navy blue flipper.

"Come in." Came a deflated voice.

Larry stepped into a very messy room. "You ought to clean up."

Fred didn't look at his friend. His gaze was fixed on the wall. "That isn't why you are here." He said grumpily.

Larry nodded. "Look. Just tell me where you got them."

"Okay, fine. I got them from this guy at the town." Fred turned to glare at his friend. "Satisfied?"

Larry shrugged. "Are they legit?"

Fred scoffed. "Of course!"

"Why was he giving them away?"

"He had two too many, okay?!"

"He gave them for free?"

Fed looked back at the wall. "Yes!" He said angrily. "Look! The guy was as rich as hell! And when I was walking through the town yesterday, he just handed me those tickets! I am pretty sure he won't care for a few thousand dollars for those when his wallet already carries shit loads of bills!"

Larry heart stopped for a second. A thick wallet… "He was rich? What was his name?"

"Holy—you don't even believe me now?! You know what!? Go to hell!" Fred shook his head, frustrated with his friend.

Larry desperately needed that question answered. "Just tell me what his name was… Please." Larry felt the familiar sense of worry and fear in his gut. Although he wanted his friend to answer the question, he was afraid he wouldn't know the answer.

Fred's face relaxed a bit, although he was still a bit upset. "Alright, then! I have no idea what his name is."

Larry gulped. Alright. It is okay. Doesn't mean it is him. "Describe him." Larry said in a calmer tone than before. The navy blue penguin seemed calm but in the inside he felt the worry building up.

Fred looked at his friend as if he was a walrus. "A… what now?"

"Describe him!" Not purple, not purple. Larry shook his head.

"You okay?" Fred sounded worried.

"Huh? Yes! Now, tell me!" Larry tried to sound persuasive and not let his panic show. The longer the answer was delayed, the more frantic Larry became. Please, don't say purple.

"Umm… Larry, calm down…"

Larry realized Fred know knew he was worried so he gave up on trying to cover it up. "Tell me!"

"Okay! Purple! And he-"

Larry cringed. "Are you sure he was purple?"

Fred looked at his friend. He face clearly asking what was wrong. "Yes."

Larry didn't answer the unspoken question although he noticed the look. "I am going to go to my room."

"What is wrong? Fear of purple or something?" Fred finally asked the unasked question before his blue friend could leave.

You could say that. Larry shook his head to clear the thought but it also answered Fred's question. "I am fine. I am just going to my room." He forced a smile and waddled out of the exit.

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Once he was in his room, Larry sat on his bed and started thinking again. Okay, the penguin is just another penguin. Gosh, I am about to lose my head over that purple idiot.

A knock was heard. Larry got up and opened the door. Fred was there. "I am so hungry, I could eat Herbert!" He announced humorously.

Dark blue flippers rubbing his eyes, Larry sighed, "Why don't you go grab a snack or something?"

"I was looking in the fridge when I saw this!" "This" was the box with the pizza slice in it.

"You can eat it." Larry shrugged. "I bought it for you, anyway."

"One small problem, I hate pepperoni! You, of all penguins, should know that!" Fred pointed at Larry accusingly with his green flipper.

"Alright… just pick them off." It is like talking to a 7 year old.

"Too lazy to." Fred's stomach growled.

"Okay! Okay! I'll do it!" Larry snatched the box from Fred and headed towards the kitchen, his green friend followed.

"Make sure you remove all of them."

"Okay! Okay!" Larry washed his hands.

Fred opened a cupboard and grabbed a pack of chips. "Yes! Spicy Fish flavor!" He greedily stuffed his beak with the crisps. As soon as he was done swallowing, he asked Larry, "Feeling better?"

"Yup." Larry peeled off pepperoni slice after pepperoni slice.

Fred nodded and chomped up some more chips. "So you planning on coming to the concert?"

Larry felt the fear beginning to rise in his chest again. He forced it back down. Just a penguin. He replied confidently, "I don't see why not."

Flipper buried in the bag of chips, Fred looked up at his friend and smiled. "Great! You will see, it will be the best thing ever!" He threw some more chips into his mouth.

Larry nodded as he peeled the last pepperoni bit off the pizza slice. "Alright. There you go!" He slid the plate towards Fred across the countertop.

"Umm… you are gonna hate me for this… But I am kinda full, now." Fred shook an empty bag of chips in front of his friend as an explanation.

Larry glared at his green friend. "In all the time I have ever known you, you never were full."

"Alright! Gosh! I am being forced to eat pizza in my own igloo!" Fred gulped down the pizza quickly, but even a blind penguin could tell that he was happy with the additional food.

Larry yawned, "So, when is the concert, again?"

Wiping his flipper over his mouth, Fred shrugged. "6 something."

"6:30 at the Stage?"

"That sounds about right." His carefree friend shrugged again. "We should try to get there much earlier anyway."

Larry checked his smart phone. "Well, it is 9:17 right now."

Fred didn't seem to hear him. "Okay, dude, I am off! Gotta go get enough money for a puffle!"

As his green friend was leaving, Larry called after him, "No way! We are not getting any puffle!"

But Fred had already left. Larry sighed, "Okay, what should I do?" He waddled over to the couch in front of the television and sat down. Hopefully, I can find a good movie to watch. He flipped through the channels, waiting for a title that would catch his eye. There was Club Penguin's Most Wanted, Club Penguin's Got Talent, Surfing Contests, The Night of the Living Sled… the same old things; Larry decided he would do something else if he couldn't find something interesting to watch in the next few channels. So, he went through some more… Operation Blackout, Mission Possible, Someone…

"I am… someone." The voice sounded in his head again. Shut up! Just a penguin!

He forced himself to watch this movie called Someone, hoping to prove to himself completely that this fear was utterly stupid and irrational. The movie was nearing its end. However, Larry was able to pick up some parts of the plot. Apparently, the main penguin character was ignored for much of his life. At this point, the lonely penguin had now made everyone respect him out of fear. The light blue penguin character chuckled to himself, "Now, I am someone. Someone none of you will ever forget." The movie then faded into the credits. Larry turned off the television. "I am… someone."

Shaking his dark blue head, Larry checked the clock. Only fifteen minutes had passed. He slouched in the sofa. He forced another thought into his mind in an attempt to block the ones about the purple "someone". He thought about what color puffle Fred would get. Either green or black. Or purple… I am…SHH! Hell, he might just get all of them. He sighed silently. Great! I already have to clean up after that slob! I bet he would be bored with his pets in a day! And then I would have to take care of them and then he wouldn't want to return them! He is always doing crazy things like this concert! He remembered what Fred had said. "It will be the best thing ever!" Oh, what the hell, maybe it will be.

Woah. Yup. SUPER STRANGE! And weird and strange and I don't know. :) Feel free to review… or not… :P :)