Feb 07, 2007 19:55
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The door opens to a blustery, snowy day... and a flailing, screaming penguin sliding in on his belly, his little wings flapping furiously in an attempt to go faster before--
"Oh."
The brown-ice place. Better than predators trying to eat him, anyway.
silvia broome,
mumble happyfeet,
truman burbank,
suzi darley
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Suzi has a collection of music for him, too! "Hi!"
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Suzi's hand has been babypenguinglomped!
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Instead she just barely runs her fingernails over his head, mimicking preening a little bit.
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"T-t-t-thank you, Suzi."
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"I'm j-just h-h-happy!"
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He looks at it again.
"D-d-does it show you h-how to sing?"
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"W-w-whistler? He doesn't w-whistle?"
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Suzi does not think of being blind as a defect.
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Because dancing wasn't penguin. It was freakiness and it wasn't what he was supposed to do.
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