Penguin Tales Volume 1 | |
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Date released | April 27, 2007 |
Found | Library |
Penguin Tales Volume 1 (named Penguin Tales Spring '07 prior to the release of Volume 3) was the first volume in the Penguin Tales series, comprised of the three winning player-submitted entries from the 2007 Book Room Writing Contest. It was added to the library in the Book Room on April 27, 2007.
Stories[]

The book's original cover
Pizza Parlor Panic[]
- This story was written by Orantango.
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Cesar waddled to the front of the Pizza Parlor. The Penguin Band was in town for a celebration, and it seemed to be all everyone was thinking about. Today will be a very very fast day, the restaurant manager thought as he watched penguins of all colors waddled by. Sighing, he entered the parlor and sat down at a table. Darsen, the waiter, came over to him. "Cesar, I was wondering if I could take a break? You know, not many penguins are coming." Cesar waved his flipper toward the door. "Go ahead," he said. Cesar knew whenever the Penguin Band came into town few penguins bothered coming into the Pizza Parlor, which he put so much work into. Darsen took off his apron and thanked Cesar profusely. "Thank you! Thank you!" I have always longed to see the Penguin Band!" Darsen ran for the door. Cesar rolled his eyes. Bored, he went into the kitchen. After making at least 15 pounds of dough, he heard some penguins enter through the door. "Hey Man! We got somewhat lost on our way to Night Club and Franky's stomach started growling," G Billy said, laughing. "A penguin must eat! Isn't that why we have the Pizza Parlor?" Franky responded with a smirk. Cesar, still in shock, managed to say,"Sadly enough, it seems all my fellow penguins have forgotten about eating! I haven't seen a penguin other than my waiter all afternoon." Cesar sat on the edge of the stage, shaking his head. Franky watched the manager. "Hey, I got an idea," he said, and he jumped up on the stage, excitedly hopping around. "We could perform here! That way, we can eat, still have a show, and Cesar will get his business back." "Ah, Franky. That's the smartest idea you've ever had! Let's set up!" G-Billy ran outside, leaving Cesar still sitting surprised. Franky jumped off the stage and looked at Cesar. "Don't just sit there. Get cooking! This place will be bustling soon. I'm going to tell everyone we're playing here!" Cesar smiled. "Thank you so much,Franky!" He waddled as fast as his little flippers would carry him, and made a few simple cheese pizzas. He could hear the bell dinging every time the door opened. He looked at the orders; they were piling up. He even got one order for twenty anchovies, five pieces of seaweed, ten pieces of shrimp, cheese and hot sauce. "I can't believe I let Darsen go!" Cesar exclaimed. After Cesar made over one hundred pizzas, the Penguin Band finished their last song. "Wow! What a show. It was a hit," G-Billy said with a smile. "You know what the biggest hit was? Your pizzas, Cesar. Everyone loved them. "But we've got to be going now. We're tired," Franky said, shaking Cesar's flipper. As they headed for the door, Cesar handed them the largest pizza they ever made. "Until next time!" Franky called over his shoulder as they exited. "What a day! I got to meet the Penguin Band and make my best pizzas ever," Cesar said, sitting down with a sizzling slice for himself. Just then, Darsen walked in looking frustrated. "Man, just as I got to the Night Club, I found out the band wasn't there! Too bad, I guess." But I bet my day was better than yours, huh Cesar?" Darsen said, taking a seat next to Cesar. Cesar simply smiled slyly. "Probably." THE END |
Comoica's Jet Pack Adventure[]
- This story was written by Comoica.
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It was a beautiful day in Club Penguin. The sun was shining, and a breeze was blowing. It was a perfect day to strap on a Jet Pack and fly. Comoica said goodbye to her puffles, locked the door, and headed for the Beacon. She love the fresh air and the smell of salt from the sea. Before she took off she looked out the telescope. "It's the Migrator! Rockhopper's coming!" she shouted with delight. Suddenly, a great idea came to her. When she started to fly, Comoica didn't go east, the way she usually did, but west instead. She flew straight over the Beacon toward the ship! "Yahoo!" she cried. She sang as she flew. "I'm flying over the seven seas, to meet Rockhopper and Yarr, on a Jet Pack soaring with the breeze, and I want a candy bar." She giggled to herself. She had never been good at making up songs, especially ones that rhymed. After 15 minutes or so, she realized some problems with her plan. First, the ship was further away then it seemed. Second, she was going against the wind; it slowed her down and blew her off track. Last but certainly not least, there weren't any fuel tanks on this route. She could already see the flashing red light indicating her fuel was very low. The Jet Pack would be empty in 10, 9, 8, 7....She fell for a moment and then put on an extra tank. The Beacon seemed far away, but the boat was further. "Maybe I should turn back," she thought. Suddenly, the deepest, loudest and scariest, yet most beautiful sound she had ever heard echoed all around her. She looked at the water. There was nothing there. Puzzled, she flew a little lower. "Who's there?" Comoica asked, her voice trembling a little. She was afraid to get close to the water. Whatever made the sound could be dangerous. Then she heard it again. It was softer this time, but much deeper. "What in the world was down there?" she wondered. Finally, curiosity got the better of her. She was about to touch the water when a huge shape leaped up at her. She screamed and shot up. It looked like a whale to her. Comoica got close to look at its mouth, and there weren't any teeth. She sighed with relief. "It's only a Baleen whale. It won't hurt me," she said and she continued on her way. By now the ocean winds had picked up, and it was very hard to fly. Comoica was tossed in loops and thrown up and down again. Imagine being in a sled, racing down Ridge Run at top speed and not being able to control your speed, multiply that by about twenty, and you get some idea of what Comoica was doing. On top of it all, her fuel was getting low again. She turned it off. It wasn't helping her get anywhere anyway. Right then, she spotted The Migrator and it was much closer. Before she knew it, the ship was right under her flippers. The only problem was landing. Yarr appeared and bounced up the sails. He hardly seemed to mind the wind at all. He gave Comoica a grin and a little jump as if to say, "Ahoy there, matey! Welcome aboard the Migrator!" Comoica laughed and grabbed onto one of the masts. The bright red puffle led her down. When she reached the deck Rockhopper greeted her, "Ahoy, what brings ye here?" She told him the whole story. "Argh ye be a fast traveler," he said. "I won't be pullin' into port at Club Penguin till the day after tomorrow. Are your Jet Packs all out of fuel?" he asked. "Almost. Do you have any extra fuel?" she asked. Unfortunately she was out of luck. But Rockhopper's alternative delighted her. "Ye just have to sail back with me." In her excitement she suddenly grew concerned. "What about my puffles? They could starve!" "I can take care of that," said Rockhopper with a wink. "YARR!" he bellowed. A half hour later she spotted her puffles approaching the ship. The black one was in its fire ball, the green one had it is propeller hat on, the purple one was floating in a HUGE bubble, the pink one was waving its jump rope around its head so fast it was like a propeller, and the red puffle had its helmet on. Comoica guessed he had cannonballed all the way. The little blue puffle was on its ball floating on the waves. The green puffle swooped down and picked it up, and they all arrived on deck. Comoica introduced each one of them to Rockhopper. They bounced over to Yarr, who started to teach them how to climb masts. They set sail full speed to Club Penguin. Comoica has never forgotten her wildest Jet Pack Adventure and how she met Rockhopper. THE END |
The Legend of the Gold Puffle[]
- This story was written by Icmer.
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Trivia[]
- There were six topics that players could choose from for their contest entries for this book, and three winners used "My wildest Jet Pack adventure", "Pizza Parlor Panic: Lunch Rush surprise", and "The legend of the..."
- The topics not used by winning entries were "X marks the spot: Treasure map discovery", "Mining for Gold", and "The day in the life of a party planner".
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Names in other languages[]
Penguin Tales Volume 1[]
Language | Name |
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Portuguese | Contos de Pinguim Volume 1 |
French | Contes Pingouins Volume 1 |
Spanish | Cuentos de Pingüinos Primavera '07 |
German | Pinguin Geschichten Band 1 |
Russian | Пингвиньи истории Том 1 |
Pizza Parlor Panic[]
Language | Name |
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Portuguese | Pânico na Pizzaria |
French | Panique á la Pizzeria |
Spanish | Pánico en la Pizzería |
German | Panik in der Pizzeria |
Russian | "Столпотворение в пиццерии" |
Comoica's Jet Pack Adventure[]
Language | Name |
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Portuguese | A Aventura a Jato de Comoica |
French | L'Aventure Jet Pack |
Spanish | Las aventuras en jet-pack de Comoica |
German | Comoicas „Jet Pack“- Abenteuer |
Russian | "Приключения Комоики с турборюкзаком" |
The Legend of the Gold Puffle[]
Language | Name |
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Portuguese | A Lenda do Puffle Dourado |
French | La Légende du Puffle D'or |
Spanish | La leyenda del puffle dorado |
German | Die Geschichte des Goldenen Puffles |
Russian | "Легенда о золотом пафле" |
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