He was just a пингвин with a growing depression. Not a word in the world could take the weight of the infliction off his shoulders. He was a пингвин who just needed to run away and have a good cry. But he wouldn't let that happen. He knew he couldn't. I'm a man.I'm a man. He told himself that so many times. Now he walked, head hanging, shoulders drooped. Here could be found no glory, no spirit of freedom, no lack of affliction. Only the mark of an outcast, the weight of regection and hate were seen. Rain clouds were drawn to him overhead. Slowly raindrops began to fall. Not after long rain was pelting him in heavy droplets. They ran off his beak like tears. They soaked him through and through to the soul until he shivered uncontrollably. Главная was just in the distance. He stopped walking. What was home? Was there any comfort there? He hesitated. Then turned around. He knew he had to go. He had to leave. Then he heard a voice call him through the rain. Once еще he stopped, looking over his shoulder. The voice called again, this time еще distinct. He could see a silhouette through the torrents and mist. A female пингвин ran to him and wrapped him in a think blanket, "Joseph..you'll catch cold." The female told him. Gently but quickly she urged him along back to an abandoned trailer. He was led in through a hole in the floor, into a warm house. Still he shivered. He stood there dripping and wet, holding the blanket around him, glaring at the floor. The female came in behind him and, resting a flipper on his shoulder she led him into a larger room, the family room. He strode out of the room down a hall, flung the door open and slammed it behind him. Inside his room he shared with his brother, he slumped back and against the door and curled into a ball. His brother treated him like trash. His sister was no better. No one, not even his Друзья liked him. Though he tried to resist it a small tear slipped from his young eyes and ran down his cheek.
TDH: this is a remake to the movie with the same title. The character's personalities may be somewhat altered to fit the characters from the movie. Please read and review. Rated T for sexuality and some language.
Narrator: This is a story of Boy meets Girl.
The boy, Kowalski, grew up thinking he'd never truly be happy until the день he met The One. This belief stands from early exposure to Skipper's hard training and being cooped up in his lab making recipes for disaster.
The girl, Summer, did not share this belief. Since the separation from her family, she only loved two things. The first was her long feathery hair. The секунда was how easily she could cut it off, and feel nothing.
Kowalski meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately, she is who he's been searching for.
This is a story of Boy meets Girl, but Ты should know upfront, this is not a Любовь story.
Narrator: This is a story of Boy meets Girl.
The boy, Kowalski, grew up thinking he'd never truly be happy until the день he met The One. This belief stands from early exposure to Skipper's hard training and being cooped up in his lab making recipes for disaster.
The girl, Summer, did not share this belief. Since the separation from her family, she only loved two things. The first was her long feathery hair. The секунда was how easily she could cut it off, and feel nothing.
Kowalski meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately, she is who he's been searching for.
This is a story of Boy meets Girl, but Ты should know upfront, this is not a Любовь story.
