User blog comment:Leader of CP Parties!/Story contest!/@comment-13003739-20121125144719

(I don't think it'll be as good as my first...but here goes...)

What They Thought Even miles away, Rockhopper could tell something was wrong. He stood at railing, gazing at the darkened island he called home anxiously. "Yarr..." Rockhopper murmured thoughtfully. "Methinks something has befallen Club Penguin," Yarr ceased playing with the leftover fruit from their last visit and bounced up to his owner, Rockhopper's worry mirrored in his own eyes. He squeaked anxiously, but Rockhopper shook his head. "No way meship can reach the island that quickly. Besides, mehearty, how do we know they're in trouble?" ___________________________________________________________ High in the mountains over Club Penguin, Sensei tended to his shivering guests. The wise master of card-jitsu poured tea into small cups, seemingly immune to the bitter cold around him. "Dude!" Franky whispered to G Billy. "I can't believe we're staying with the Sensei!"

"Like we have a choice," replied his friend gruffly. "That bear outlawed musicians."

"And ninjas," Petey K interjected.

"But Herbert doesn't believe in ninjas." Stompin' Bob said reassuringly. "We're safe here."

Silence swallowed the Penguin Band as Sensei handed them the tea. "A penguin of heart is superior to a bear of conceit," he said in his queer, soft voice. The band stared dismally down at the dark island that was no longer safe. "How could this happen," Franky said in the saddest voice his friends had ever heard escape from the optimistic guitarist. "Its just...so..."

"Not home..." Stompin' Bob completed. Another silence filled the high mountain dojo. Petey K glanced sideways at the meditating Sensei. "Er, Sensei." he said awkwardly "Why don't you-"

"Send ninjas to conquer nasty bear?" Sensei finished. "Not my fight. Besides, secret agents already on case."

The Penguin Band stared at each other, surprised by his calm demeanor. "Elite Agents built training center into Dojo.* Thought I wouldn't notice. Pah! Director is sending equipment and instructions to agents. They infiltrate HQ now."

"Th-thats great!" Franky said excitedly, but Sensei had already resumed his meditation. The Penguin Band stared at each other and shrugged.

__________________________________________________ Cadence locked up the Night Club and sat dejectedly on the couch. How was she supposed to DJ without loud music? How was she supposed to dance while Club Penguin was under the heel of a power-mad dictator? How was she supposed to remain strong for her fans when everything she loved was dying?

Picking up Lolz, Cadence climbed down into the Boiler Room.She did not feel like walking through "Club Herbert" and seeing the darkness that have engulfed her island. No, better to travel through the underground world where the change was felt only lightly. Before closing the secret entrance Cadence momentarily considered speaking to Aunt Arctic. However, the Times editor had opted to remain in her office for reasons unknown to the DJ and Cadence was in no mood to pry. Slamming the speaker shut, Cadence walked into the Pool where she ran smack into a penguin.

(NOT THE END OF THE STORY< I JUST HAVE WRITERS Block. Is it good so far? I don't think its as good as my first one.D:Will continue ASAP)