The Silly Swindle
of club penguin
It was an average day on Club Penguin, the wind rustled through the trees in the forest and woke Willowpus early in her halloween themed igloo. Willow smiled as she headed for the town: it was going to be a beautiful day.
Only when she had waddled through crunching snow for half an hour did Willow reach the town. The coffee shop was releasing a gorgeus aroma and penguins crowded outside the gift shop to access the latest halloween catalog. Only then did Willow hear the shout:
“This way for the yellow puffle”
Her ears inside her favourite sombero hat perked up at once. A yellow puffle finally? True she had 6 darling puffles at home, but yellow was her favourite colour and she had hope and dreamed of a yellow puffle for years. Yidge she would call it, and give it and the rest of her puffles every luxury possible and make them grin non-stop (excluding her black puffle, Fidge, of course, Fidge would never stop being grumpy however well-treated). Could this be the oppurtunity to own the yellow puffle she yearned for?
Immediatley she joined the large crowd of penguins hustling and bustling to follow the speaker. Willow followed the speaker (a blue penguin) for at least an hour, through practicly every room in Club Penguin until they arrived back in the Town and she realised the whole thing had been a hoax. The bitter air of disapointment was colder than the icy wind that blew around the 40 disapointed penguins.
However, after an exciting day of rounding up puffles for the pet shop and unloading beans for the pet shop; Willowpus had entirely forgotten about the mornings adverenture. That was, until she returned to the Town to spend her hard-earned cash on festive garments:
“Follow me for the golden puffle”
The cry went up again, this time led by baseball9000. So, again, for she was an optimistic sort of Penguin, Pingoley followed though inside she knew it was a hoax and she would probably never have a cute yellow puffle snuggling beside the fire in her igloo. Jerry would never exist.
This is based on a true story: I really did spend hours searching for a yellow puffle after two consecutive shouts, and what amazed me is that so did a good 50 penguins. Clearly the audience of Club Penguin is crying out for a yellow puffle!
