It's times like this Ты wish Ты could just go Главная instead of being on a war ship, out in the middle of unknown areas. I thought, as I looked around at the wide open waters while leaning on the gard rails. There was no sign of any land to be seen from miles it seemed. I have know idea why I have agreed to do this. Is it because of me never wanting to disrespect my own state? или was it because of my respect for the code of my species?
"Hay.....are Ты alright?" сказал(-а) a faint voice in the distence. It sounded soft and worried at the same time. I looked back over my shoulders to see who it was. There, behind me, stood a пингвин looking at me.
"Hay, Ujohnson. I'm fine, just feel sea sick." I сказал(-а) back to him in a serouse tone of voice. I quckly stood straight up when I heard the captin yell my name. Then Ujohnson did the same after his name was called.
"ManfrediUjohnson! There Ты are! Were have Ты two been?! Your supposed to be in the main contral center! So, get there! Pronto!" The captin barked at us, as we ran by him and whent up the stars to the contral room. Saying nothing, but "Yes, Sir!" going by, making miner salutes to him. As I ran up the stars with Ujohnson, I wounderd...
"why do they always comebined our names? I do not understand that. They make it seem like we are one soldier, but really were not even alike. Just minus the fact that were twins, and there Ты have it. Two completly difrent penguins." This thought just left me asking еще questions. Вопросы that would probably never be answerd.
(This is a [partly] true story. It is not exactly correct, but we tride to make it close to what really happend. Part 2 coming soon...)