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[After nearly two weeks and no weirdness on his part, Sigmund was starting to think he was going to escape for... however long this was going to last. After all, two weeks seemed to be a long time in Luceti terms. Unfortunately for him, it was not to be

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[notatearbender]

[Katara happens to be on a search for people she knows - she wants to say hello to them while she's like this - comes upon this scene. A penguin putting groceries in a bag. o_O]

Well, that's not something you see every day.

[The voice might be older, but it should still sound the same. The necklace she always wears is in plain sight too, if... slightly altered. It's now framed with a flat circle of pure gold traced with intricate designs.]

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[notsoaringblade]

[The penguin is not in the mood to be treated as entertainment, and shuffle-steps around to glare at her with a bunch of grapes held in his beak. But then he tilts his head so he can get a better look at her and, after a moment, sets the grapes down gingerly.]

...Katara.

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[notatearbender]

[Her eyes widen, not so much that the penguin talks - it was putting away groceries, after all - but that it recognizes her.

She immediately crouches down to be closer to eye-level.]

You know who I am?

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[notsoaringblade]

[It takes Sigmund a good deal of turning his head back and forth to examine her before he's certain he didn't make a mistake. The world looks a lot different from the viewpoint of a penguin, after all. So different, in fact, that he hasn't realized she's older yet.]

Yes. It's [Humiliating?] Sigmund.

[Voice]

[vermified]

Lord Sigmund!?

[Yeah, guess who heard that call and ran off without hearing the rest? He'll be out looking for Sigmund now.]

[Voice/action?]

[notsoaringblade]

[If Edward stuck around long enough to catch it, he would have heard what passes for a penguin-y sigh. But he didn't. Because he's Edward, and that's how Edwards roll.

On the off chance Ed's fail directional ability takes him to the plaza, you know what he'll find. Or maybe he'll find nothing and come back hours later to find a penguin in their living room, doing its damnedest to figure out how to make the journal work with flippers and a beak. You just never know when Edward sets out alone.]

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[vermified]

[...The second option sounds much more entertaining, so several hours later, Edward is going to nose open the door and stagger inside, looking nothing short of despairing.]

Lord... Sigmund...?

[PLEASE, PLEASE LET HIM BE SAFE]

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[notsoaringblade]

[And the penguin on the couch tosses the pen in its beak aside and shakes vigorously, then gives Edward the most imperious look a penguin can.]

I told you to stay.

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[mydearapple]

[Why, hello, angry little penguin in the plaza this morning. Normally, Caesar would mind his own business, but it's kind of hilarious to watch that poor angry penguin struggle with its groceries. This obviously means Caesar should go over and make it feel bad about itself.]

That looks tough.

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[notsoaringblade]

[What, Caesar being a little troll? Shocking. That penguin stops trying to play the waddliest version of soccer ever with an apple as a ball and the shopping bag as the goal and puffs itself up. It was meant to be threatening, but...]

Not a word, Caesar.

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[mydearapple]

[Oh man. Watching the little game of penguin soccer makes him feel kind of bad... but not enough to keep his mouth shut, of course. But the penguin just got all puffy at him and the fact that it addressed him by name? Why, that's practically an invitation.]

Sure you don't need a hand? Or maybe two?

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[notsoaringblade]

It's under control. [But it's not under control and getting that apple into the bag sends two more rolling back out, towards a journal on the ground.]

1/2

[hazelrink]

[Is that a penguin trying to mess with a journal...? Charlotte blinks once, then twice, and then...]

2/2

[hazelrink]

[...! There is no way that a penguin in the flash can be ignored. Whatever Charlotte was doing earlier (which was probably getting more clothes) is instantly forgotten as she rushes on over, planning to up and hug the penguin before thinking better of it.

So basically incoming boobs.]

[notsoaringblade]

[Incoming boobs is not a sight Sigmund is unfamiliar with. But now he is tiny and these are like, almost as big as he is and-

Mild squawking and ineffectual flapping ensues.]

[hazelrink]

[DENIED. Yeah she's going to try to wrap her arms around the angry penguin now that she's closed in]

A real penguiiiiiin!

[count_gardios]

You all right there, Lord Sigmund?

[notsoaringblade]

Yes. [Someone forgot about the cameras.]

[Voice]

[count_gardios]

[PFFT- not laughing.]

You sure? I wouldn't mind lending a hand if you need it.

[Voice]

[notsoaringblade]

[ B[ Would you stop that. There is nothing funny about this situation at all.]

Not necessary. [The protest is somewhat muffled and undermined by the fact that he is trying to carry a bunch of carrots back to the shopping bag, and they are about half as tall as he is.]