Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE Antarctica. -72°F.

Ssssooo... c-c-cold... You couldn't be cold, Splash. It's hot as a geyser in this huddle! Plus, hello? You're a penguin? A PENGUIN WHOSE BEAK IS ABOUT TO SNAP OFF!

You know what we need right now, Pablo? A tasty krill pop? Well, obviously. Actually, can you go and get us those now? Now as I was saying, what we need is... Mm-hmmm?

a... VACATION. A vacation? No, not a vacation. A VACATION. Away from Antarctica. Where the sun has heat! And the sea isn't frozen over. Imagine warm sand between our toes instead of ice. And tropical fish that taste like every color of the southern lights.

But Antarctica is paradise! Why would we ever leave this blissful utopia?! Krill pops whenever we want? And if they don't take our fancy, a krillwich? Or scrambled krill? Or— my chickhood favorite— regurgitated krill? BLARGH!