Fey wrapped her arms around her. It was getting cold and dark.

"Fred?" she softly called. Suddenly every tree looked the same to her.

"Fred?"

There! These leaves were rustling, moving!

"Hello? Is-is anyone there?"

The leaves stopped.

Fey frowned, "This is sooo not funny, alright? You're being stupid and silly and I'm off... "

How long has she been searching? First, Fey had started searching for Fred, she had talked to Momma Duck and her ducklings, when she saw them bathing in a little pond, she had hid from some kids playing ball, and so the time had passed. And now it's getting dark... sigh.

"Fred!"

Fey knew that she had missed the first HSM practice and she mentally slapped herself for that. But, as much as Fey wished to be home with Marlene and the penguins... well, Fey didn't want to say it outloud, but she was lost. Really lost.

"I didn't know that Central Park was thaaat big." Fey said to herself. She probably would have to find out her own tree to sleep in for the night. Sigh. Stupid High School Musical, stupid Central Park, stupid everything!

"Hello?" a voice said.

"Stupid you, too!" Fey answered, then slapped her hand on to her mouth. "Dear me, I hadn't meant to say that. I'm sorry." She turned around.

A racoon was standing in front of her, with silly boots and a silly hat.

"J'mappelle Archie, Mademoiselle."

"J'mappelle Fey," answered Fey, wrapping her French together. "Can you talk English, too?"

"Of course, anything for you!"

Fey rolled her eyes.

"Now hand over your money!" Archie's smile changed to anger.

"What?"

"Hand over your money!"

"Look, Buddy, I don't have any money, or do you think I'm wearing pockets?"

"Oh, my unluck!" Archie cried out. "Just when the private penguin is not here to govern me and I am finally free to take revenge-"

"You know Private?" Fey interrupted him. "Can you lead me to him?"

Archie looked at her, "... free to take revenge on the horrible little imp... haha, of course, I will lead you."

Fey stepped back uncertaintely.

Archie grabbed her wrist.

"C'mon and be silent, you understand?" He threathened her.

Suddenly a voice sounded through the night. "Archie? Is that you?"

The racoon's head spun around. "Who is that?"

"Me... I think."

Fred!, Fey thought in relief.

"Oh, it's you, Fred, mon amie."

"Noo, not Fred mon amie, just Fred." Fred answered.

"Fred, help me." Fey said, scared.

"You know Fred? My friend?" Archie asked her and let go. "Then I will lead you back to the zoo, mademoiselle. His friends are my friends."

"Uh," Fey said. "Ok, thanks. I need to talk to you guys, anyway."

As the three started walking toward the zoo, Fey explained her dilemna.

"I need one of you to play Ryan Evans. He has to be a good singer and a good actor and he should know how to dance at least a little bit."

"Should he be handsome?" Archie said. "Then I can play that part!"

Fey sighed. "Ok, so maybe."

"hOla!" A fourth voice interrupted them.

Fey looked up. A male otter, tall and handsome, looked down at her.

"And you are?"

"Antonio, amiga."

Archie leaned toward Fey and whispered to her, "Be careful, he doesn't look safe."

Fey smiled tiredly at the irony of that.

"Antonio? Hi, it's me, Fred."

"Oh, Fred, amigo!"

"No, not Fred Amigo, just Fred."

The otter turned to Fey. "I have heard that today someone was looking for a tall and handsome otter to play a part in a Tall School Musical?"

"High School Musical, " Fey answered. "You're in."

Archie stopped dead in his tracks. "Wait, this slimy otter is the next Ryan Evans?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"What about me?"

"What about you?" Fey asked sarcastically. She was still annoyed at him and a little scared.

"Well, I want and will be Ryan Evans, because I am much better at all these stuff than the Antonio is! UNDERSTAND?"

Fey wished she could just faint and so go to sleep.

"Can I just go home and sleep on it? We can talk tomorrow."

"NO!" Archie said, grabbing her wrist again. Fred stood beside them, picking his nose, and Antonio was strumming his spanish guitar.

Archie janked the Red Panda away from the group. His mouth came very close to her face and Fey felt his hot breath on her.

"Way too close," she mumbled.

"You little thing, I swore today to get my revenge on the private penguin and I will keep my promise." He grinned. And fell on the ground, letting go of Fey.

Behind him, stood Private and Skipper. Skipper was steaming with anger and kicked a little at Archie, who was crumbling in fear.

Private looked at Fey with concern. "Are you ok, Fey? You were gone all day, and we couldn't find you in the zoo."

"Sure... when I get home." Fey answered.

Skipper took over in an instant. "Private, take Fey back to the zoo. As for you three..." he turned around.

"Wait," Fey said, "I need Antonio for the musical."

"Private! Take her away! Now!"

Private took Fey's arms and guided her back into the zoo.

Skipper grabbed Archie by the back of his neck, when they were gone.

"Get back to your living quarters!" he ordered Archie, who was nodding like crazy. Wow, Archie was such a coward! He scampered off to his home in seconds.

"As for you two," Skipper addressed Fred and Antonio.

"Please, amigo, do not mistreat me in the way you have handled the horrible racoon," Antonio said, strumming his guitar.

"I can see why Fey wants you as Ringtail's comerade, soldier. You better come with me, understood? And stop that guitar strumming, it's giving me a headache."

"You have no love for the art of spanish music!"

"You're right, I have no love. Now, get going!" Skipper commanded him.

"What about me?" Fred asked.

"You," Skipper said and grimaced when he noticed what Fred was doing. " You pick your nose somewhere elsewhere. And do NOT eat it afterwards! UNDERSTOOD?"

Fred ate it.

Skipper motioned for Antonio to come with him.

"Time to move on, " he said.

OK, I know this chapter sucks, but I promise next time I'll write about the evil things Fey has in store for the gang and all the tortures and singing and making Skipper dance and putting Lipstick on Julien (which won't be torture for him... lol) and so on... ok, so I don't know if I'll actuallly use all of this, but I promise that next time we are going to make the penguins and Marlene suffer! Muhawhawhaw!

Skipper: Shut up! -.-

Fey (Me): Hope you sleep well tonight, and don't let the bed bugs bite... (turns Laptop off.)

Skipper: Bedbugs? No, wait, what Bedbugs? Fey? Come back? No!