At-chu

AN/Lame title. It was the best I could think of.

The energetic tune of the bugal tone that sounded at
exactly six thirty every morning sent three penguins
leaping up and out of 침대 in size order. Kowalski, Rico,
and Private all stood side 의해 side in erect posture.
They gazed strait on, Kowalski's expression solid and
serious though still half-awake, Rico, a solemn expression
on his scarred face all the same 당신 could see the phyco
fire in his antarctican eyes, Private, who was last in the order,
carefully wiped sleep from one 라일락 꽃, 라일락 eye, not breaking
his posture however. After waiting several seconds...