I eventually found out why they called the ship 'The Green Bucket'. After a few days I was as sick as a dog. What's worse I had to stay down in the ships' hold where no one on board could see me. After a few days spent in a rocking perahu I either got used to it atau just simply ran out of stuff to barf up. Either way, I felt a bit better after while. Then one unexpecting morning some wise crack came down into the hold to my level. Let me just say he wasn't standing up down there too much. Every time he'd wake up I'd memukul him into selanjutnya tuesday. Finally I had to start hitting the other eye because the left one was starting to turn an olvacado green around the edges. I guess when I kept hitting the guy so he couldn't leave atau anything I left out one important detail in the script. His buddies topside would start missing him after while. A few days later another guy came traipsing down to the hold. He was calling 'Bubba's name and was packing a gagak bar. I didn't know whether it was just 'cause he was scared of the dark, atau he thought something real was down here. I didn't want to take any chances. I stepped back into the far corner of the hold and held my breath. He clomped around in the small room before he stepped on Bubba's leg. He screamed like some girl I knew in detik grade and stumbled backwards right on puncak, atas of me. I swear he stepped on every place I had. I guess I must have made a good bit of racket because he figured out I was there. He shouted, "Lookie, Lookie! Der's a pinguin, penguin down here!" and picked me up like a rag doll. "Boy, he's heavier than he looks!!" The jerk muttered. That pissed me off. I turned around and bit him. Being a pinguin, penguin I don't have any teeth, but it freaked the stupid idiot at least. He dropped me like a sack of stinking ikan onto his foot. Honestly that guy was wearing super-steel combat boots atau something! It winded me enough to keep me still so he could throw a sack over me and before I knew it he had hauled me up the stairs topside. I heard him call, "Hey boss! Lookie what / found!" I rolled my eyes. Humans were so demented. I wriggled to break free but it was no use. It really wasn't my doing that I managed to get out of that sack. The blitthering idiot dropped me. I hit the wooden deck with a hard thud and tumbled out into the blinding, bright sunlight. I sheilded my eyes from the light and heard a deep, rough-voiced chuckle, "Well, well, well, well, what have we here?" he asked. He pulled my flipper away from my face and I got a good look at his mug. It wasn't a terrible-looking face. He had a grey beard, moustache, and grey-blue eyes. He had gritty, coffie-stained teeth which clenched down on his old-fashoined looking pipe he had. He warbled, "Hey kid, you're a good ways from halaman awal now aren't ya'?" All of a sudden I realized, these guys didn't speak Danish. They were American. The 'Boss' turned to that idiot who dropped me and barked, "Take him to my quarters. Josie will fix him up right and propper". The bozo grabbed me roughly and carried me like a sopping-wet kitten into the captain's quarters. He slung me onto the springy tempat tidur and I suddenly remembered oleh broken flipper as it snapped out of place where I'd managed to push it back in. "G'night bird.." the jerk muttered before slamming the door. I glanced at my flipper. I could see where the bone was jutting up, leaving a rise in my upper flipper. I cringed, standing up and looking around. Then suddenly some sort of something atau other bowled into me like an express train and knocked me back into the wall. I looked up at a female loon with her foot on my chest forcing me down. She rambled something in Danish, 'Who are anda and what do anda want?!' Is what she said. I replied in Danish, 'Who I am is classified. I WANT off!'. She got the message. She removed her foot, 'You want off?' she asked in Danish, 'I'll give anda 'off'!'. She swung me towards the open window. I saw the ocean water rushing wildly below me. I yelped and shouted in english rapidly, "No,no,no,no! Not 'off' like that!" The loon did a double take and replied in english, "Oh, you're American." she didn't pull me back inside though. I felt kind of weird hanging out over the open water with some female staring at my butt. "Um, can anda pull me up?" I asked. The loon thought a momment, then replied, "Eh, no.." Then she let go.
Chase Scene: Take 1
Julien: "...Ah! A thief!
...
Keep dancing!"
Maurice: "But there's no music!"
Julien: "I'll pretend I did not hear that!"
Julien: "Come back anda musik hater!"
Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate--"
*--trip*
Chase Scene: Take 2
Julien: "Come back anda musik hater!"
Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate noise!"
Julien: *causes Skipper to slip on bananas, causing him to drop a battery which he intercepts*
*Jumps to get another, misses, swings on a pole back around, and retrieves a detik battery*
2 menit later...
Skipper: "Ha, lost him."
Julien: *swings in on snake...SMACK..."Oops. Sorry Skipper. Are anda okay?"
Skipper: "I think I coughed up my spleen..."
Julien: "...Ah! A thief!
...
Keep dancing!"
Maurice: "But there's no music!"
Julien: "I'll pretend I did not hear that!"
Julien: "Come back anda musik hater!"
Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate--"
*--trip*
Chase Scene: Take 2
Julien: "Come back anda musik hater!"
Skipper: "I don't hate music! I hate noise!"
Julien: *causes Skipper to slip on bananas, causing him to drop a battery which he intercepts*
*Jumps to get another, misses, swings on a pole back around, and retrieves a detik battery*
2 menit later...
Skipper: "Ha, lost him."
Julien: *swings in on snake...SMACK..."Oops. Sorry Skipper. Are anda okay?"
Skipper: "I think I coughed up my spleen..."