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The wizard sat in the tower, fidgiting with potions. He was looking for a purple formula that would rid the island of evil. Over the island, penguins are tucked in bed in deep sleep, with the evil one known as 'Herbert Percival Bear' by some making them worship him. The creeky door swung open as fast as a bullet in the wizard's tower, and a mysterious shadowy figure approached the wizard, who was writing down constellations to help and was unaware of the dark figure approaching him. He heard a twitch, and turned round like he saw a ghost. It was the Director, but he looked ill and the black was fading. "Why are you in my tower?!" asked the wizard, slightly scared. "We need your help, Jaddo," he replied. The Director took off his off black mask, and his identity was revealed. It was a green penguin, no, not Aunt Arctic, but just this green penguin, nothing special. He had a long white beard, with this small red hat and a scarlet petticoat with black buckle boots. It took the wizard Jaddo a while to figure out the penguin's identity. "You're Santa?" he said, beady eyes wide open in shock. "Yes, and you will help me keep that a secret," he said. "From who - the agents?" the wizard asked. "No, but from Herbert, for if he finds out my identity then he will reveal it and the EPF are busted." the Director, I mean Santa replied. So the formula was soon ready, and off they headed to the Blackout Fortress.

I hope you like my story!