A/N- Yes, I know that this update was unexpected. But I just couldn't resist adding another chapter to this story. : ) Also, remember that they're penguins, so when I say 'wings,' I mean 'hands.' There are also references to The Hunger Games, but I think this will be funny even if you don't know the characters.

Chapter 3

"Paaaaaaaaaaaablooooooooooooo!"

Pablo rolled his eyes. What did the crazy penguin lady want now? But he went to find her anyway. When he did, he saw that she was frowning with her wings on her hips.

But "I just got a very interesting phone call from Home Depot. They wanted to know how your chain saw is working."

Pablo shrugged. "I have no idea what they're talking about."

But the nutty penguin lady didn't beleive her equaly loony son. "Then why did your friend Tyrone's momy call me to say that Tyrone needed an emergency brain transplant due to an incident involving you and an out-of-control chain saw?"

Pablo shrugged. "I refuse to answer that without my lawyer present."

"Pablo, be serious. You're five. You don't have a lawyer."

Just then, a six-foot-tall purple dinosaur came skipping through the house. Literally. He ran through the wall, and all.

"My name is Barney," he said, giving Pablo a buisness card. "I want to be your lawyer. But more importantly, I want to be your friend."

But Pablo was still skeptical. "Have you ever done that before?"

"What? Had friends?" Barney gasped, clearly offended. "Of course I've had friends! What, do you think they pay those kids on television to pretend that they like me when they so clearly hate me? That's rediculous!"

Pablo shook his head. "No, no, no. I meant, have you ever been a lawyer?"

"Oh, right! Well, yes, yes I have. In fact, my first, and admitably only, case went quite well. I'll bring my clients in now, shall I?"

"That really isn't nessecary," Pablo's mother started. "What is important is that Pablo returns the chain saw, apologizes to Tyrone, and never plays with power tools again."

But Barney didn't listen; he already was calling for someone through the hole in the wall.

"Now, these kids were never allowed to have Mountain Dew before thay asked me or help," Barney continued. "Now, they can literally go swimming in pools filled with it if they want."

As if on cue, two teenagers, both wearing red-and-black jumpsuits with the number '2' pinned to the sleeves, ran in. Both of them had eyes that bugged out of their heads.

"Join us, Pablo," they said in a hypnotized-seeming unison.

Barney laughed as if they were slightly-naughty-yet-adorable puppies. "Now, Clove here loves Mountain Dew. She was quite happy that we won the case. But, just like you, she also loves chain saws."

The one Pablo assumed was Clove, a tough-looking girl with long dark hair, nodded. "I also like doing this." With that, she kicked Barney in the stomach. The other one laughed evilly. Pablo thought he must be an evil genius or something, but then Pablo's tiny puppy came over, ready to play, and the 'evil' boy started to hyperventallate and pooped his pants.

"He's had some bad experiances with dogs," Barney explained, putting duct tape around the hole Clove made in his giant tummy. "So, what do you say Pablo?"

Pablo nodded. "Okay. I'll join you."