Going Global

Inspired by a True Story

by Redd Kool

Chapter One

Redd Kool walked into the Chat Room and took a seat next to some other new recruits. The Nacho Capitol’s Chat Room was a great place for Redd to learn the ropes of Club Penguin Armies. He was already a Trooper and had been in the Nacho Army almost a month and a half, but it was still his first army. Redd sat down. Some of them were pretty annoying. It must be why the others called them noobs.

Redd wanted to sit with the others, like Hades and Puckley. But they were all hanging with their high ranks. What frustrated Redd was that he was older than most, older than their leader, Tanman, even. He had just made the decision to join an army too late. So Redd Kool sat down with the Privates, Rangers and Troopers.

Sgt. Pungy sat down at the table with his fellow Staff Sergeants and Sergeants. He had been watching Redd Kool for a while. He noticed that Redd was very intelligent, but not in a way that made it annoying. He figured he could use that quality to his advantage.

Pungy had privately been working on an army of his own. Lately, he had been scouting out soldiers in the Nacho Army that showed potential. He knew making an army was a tough task to accomplish, and he knew that an army is only as strong as its weakest link as well. So this step showed both necessity and caution.

The lunch bell whistled. It was training time again. Pungy watched all the troops leave, but waited for Redd Kool. Pungy stood and grabbed his sombrero, then caught Redd by the army.

“One second, soldier. I’d like to have a word.”

“Yes, Sergeant,” Redd replied.

“Relax,” Pungy laughed, “Call me Pungy.”

“Yes, Pungy, but why, may I ask, did you need to talk?”

“Well, I was wondering . . . Would you be interested in joining an army?”

“Sure, but I am already a Nacho. I would love to but I am already in this army.”

Pungy laughed, “There is no rule here against joining other armies! Only Night Warriors do that.”

“Really?”

“Of course! So are you in or not?”

“Well, what rank would I get? Moderator?”

“The highest!”

“Okay, I’m in. What do I do?”

“Go to this address at 11 pm.” Pungy handed him a slip of paper.

“Penguin Time?”

“Penguin Time.”

The two shook hands, then Pungy left. Redd looked down at his watch. Uh-Oh. He was almost late for drills. He grabbed his sombrero and ran to the parade grounds.

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