A\N: This is where I pick up. Enjoy! (^\^)
It was the next morning. The penguins were warming themselves up, Marlene was talking to Skipper, Julian and Antonio were using yoga to warm up, some animals were singing or reading their scripts, Stacy was drawing hearts around the initials: St+Kw. She kept glancing at Kowalski, admiring his chest feathers, even though no muscles were popping out of them. Private looked at the clock. 10:45. Fey should be here by now. "Where do you think is Fey?" He asked Rico. As expected, "What?" 11:01. Now everyone was getting bored or anxious. "What is the hold-up?" Skipper complained. He stepped to the window, seeing an empty street. This was very unusual for New York City. The penguin glanced up, only to observe dark clouds hanging threateningly above them. "Alright everybody! Listen up!" Skipper turned toward the crowd. They kept on chattering, singing, ect. "Guys!" Skipper said, a little louder. Nothing. "HEY!" Still no one heard him. His voice was drowned out by a loud BOOM! Mort screamed, along with Julian, who jumped into Antonio´s arms. "Wh-what?"
"Practice is canceled! As for us penguins, let´s go find Fey." "Yes sir!" Private jumped to attention, Kowalski a little slower, Rico, "Huh?" Antonio offered to stay here and clean this place up. "It´s a mess!" Mort stayed also behind.
After everyone was gone, the Spanish otter straightened his whiskers, then pranced over to the boom box. He hit ´play´. "It´s hard to believe, that I couldn´t see, you were always there beside me. Thought I was alone, with no one to hold. But you were always there beside me. This feeling´s like no other. I want you to know!" Knock knock. Antonio quickly switched it off, not wanting Fey to catch him playing this song. She had told him not to go ahead of schedule. "Coming!" He called, opening the door. A girl stepped in, drenched to the bones. "Fey?" She looked down at him. "I´m not Fey, but her substitute. Fey won´t be able to run this anymore." Antonio stepped back. "Who are you?" The stranger pulled her jacket down, since she was using it as a rain protection. She had brown hair and eyes, was younger then Fey and had a strange resemblance to her. "I´m her sister." "I´m Antonio, it´s a pleasure to meet you." "Yeah, likewise." Mort looked up. "Apple Toes!" He cried happily, running over and hugging her legs. "That´s a strange name." The otter commented. "No offense though." The other smiled. "My name isn´t Apple Toes. It´s Achat Tycho, AT for short."
Skipper and his team had searched in every possible nook and corner the red panda could have gone, but zero results. "What if she´s hurt? Or abducted?" Kowalski asked fearfully. "Don´t lose your head soldier! We´ll find her." Private gave his friend an encouraging smile, before sliding off again.
"So, you know everyone here?" "Yes, I have gotten quite familiar." "How?" "Uh, well, you know, I am a Truth and Dare host. That´s what makes me so infamous. Where is everyone anyway?" "Back home, out of the cold and rain. Oh yeah, and these penguins are searching for Fey." AT nodded, then there was silence again.
Skipper and Private passed the place where they were practicing again, when the smaller penguin saw a shadow in there. "Skipper, Fey´s back!"
Still, no one could think of a spark to ignite a conversation. Finally, so who´s playing who?" Antonio opened his muzzle to speak when suddenly the door opened. "Fey!" Private cried happily. Then he fell silent. Skipper walked in. "Where were you, Fe-." He stopped as his eyes fell on AT. "What are you doing here?" "Hey Private and Skippy." The girl said un-emotionally.
A\N: So how was it? Not very good for the start. ^.^ But it´ll get better. I wrote this chapter and will continue the rest, but AlwaysRemainMe started the story, the first eight chapters. R&R plz! $:}