Intro Credits Play
(song: The Joke is on You by Niki Watkins)
A Club Penguin Production
Written by GamerGurl36
Filmed with OBS and Bandicam
Edited with Wondershare Filmora
Featuring... (who played as who)
At Hope Springs Orphanage during lunch time
Annabel: *sees Morgan* Hey Morgan, come sit with us!
Morgan: *nods and walks over* Hey guys, what’s up?
Taylor: Nothing, just waiting for that girl.
Annabel: Oh yeah, what’s her name? Uhh-
Annabel: Oh yeah, Ahriana!
Morgan: What about her?
Taylor: Haven’t you heard the stories? She was experimented on as a pookie and was tortured until she ran away.
Annabel: And that caused her to be traumatized for the rest of her life. She never speaks, and just gives off strange glances.
Morgan: Well, why do you think it’s weird?
Taylor: Morgan, mostly every penguin here is at least 14, and she’s the only one who doesn’t talk. She doesn’t even try.
Morgan: So what? She’s not a talker. Afraid to say something that triggers all her pain all over again.
Annabel: Not to mention many penguins have been adopted, but none even try to look at her. Almost as if they’re afraid.
Morgan: They probably know that she shouldn’t have seen what she’s seen. *takes a drink of diet coke*
Ahriana: *walks in* (Why am I even in here? I know what they’re gonna do. They’re gonna exclude me again. Why am I so afraid to talk?) *sigh*
Morgan: Maybe… we should let her sit with us. Maybe we can bring out the talkative side of her.
Annabel: What makes you think she would talk or even come over here?
Morgan: I’ve have an… interesting conversation with her last week. She tries to talk. But…
Annabel: But what?
Morgan: She used sign language and wrote down what she was saying.
Taylor: Maybe she has vocal nodules?
Morgan: Majority of her life? Not likely. Hmm, I wonder if she had it at some point. Maybe after her vocal cords healed, she’s been afraid to speak again still worried.
Annabel: Yeah, that makes sense. Alright, let’s invite her over. *looks in Ahriana’s direction* Hey Ahriana, come sit with us!
Ahriana: *sees and hears Annabel* (Why are they inviting me over? Might as well go over and see.) *walks over and sits down*
Morgan: Hi Ahri.
Annabel: Why don’t you speak?
Ahri: *shrugs shoulders*
Taylor: If you’re afraid to talk, it’s fine with us. Maybe, I came up with a thought. Wanna hear it?
Taylor: Maybe it’s because of vocal nodules at some point. After it healed, you’re still somewhat paranoid about it.
Ahri: *eyes go wide and nods*
Annabel: Ahri, you don’t have to worry. It’s completely healed. Especially since you haven’t made a peep for the past 6 years, and you’re 16.
Taylor: Come on Ahri, you don’t have to be scared.
Ahri: *smiles and sighs* Sorry about all my silence.
The entire room goes quiet and all the penguins stop and look at Ahri
Ahri: Umm, this is… awkward?
Talking starts again
Ahri: Although I’m silent, doesn’t mean that I can’t hear all those rumors that’s been about me for the past six years. *takes a sip of lemonade*
Annabel: Oh, umm…
Taylor: They were just uh… theories about why you were so silent.
Ahri: I mean, everyone just assumes that I was pretty much traumatized from a young age and that’s why I was so silent. Well, I have seen some things I regretted as a child. And I was kidnapped as a pookie.
Morgan: Man, must’ve been tough.
Ahri: It was.
Annabel: Well, we’re glad that you still have the ability to speak. Some people thought that if you spoke, you might say something, a flashback or something might be triggered.
Taylor: We don’t want you to go through that mental pain again.
Ahri:No, no, it’s fine. It feels nice to finally actually use my voice. Gonna be strange for a while.
Annabel: Now hopefully someone might be roommates with ya.
Ahri: I wouldn’t go that far. Everyone still seems to want to… avoid me.
Taylor: Hey, Morgan doesn’t have a roomie.
Morgan: Oh yeah, you can be roomies with me Ahri.
Ahri: Yay! Also, how did you come up with the nickname of Ahri?
Morgan: It just has a better ring to it.
Ahri: Okay I’m convinced. *chuckles*
Annabel: Man, once you talk you get talkative.
Ahri: Well, I HAVE lasted six years without speaking.
Morgan: True that. *eats pasta*
Explosion sound in background and everyone gets startled
Morgan: *gets startled out of seat* What the heck was that?!
Annabel: Not sure.
Taylor: We should go check it out. *turns to Ahri* Ahri?
Morgan: Ahri, are you okay?
Ahri: (Oh crap! W-we gotta get outta here before we’re all fried alive!)
Annabel: Oh no, she froze!
Morgan: Taylor, grab her flippers, we’ll carry her.
Taylor: Alright, got it.
Through the speakers
PENGUINS, LISTEN UP. A lightning bolt struck the orphanage and it’s quickly spreading, a fire is coming. You gotta get out!
Taylor: A fire?! *turns to Ahri and shakes her* AHRI WAKE UP!
Ahri: (why am I frozen? And did I hear… fire?!) OH CRAP! WE GOTTA MOVE, NOW! *runs*
Door is very hot
Ahri: *tries to open door but it’s very hot* OH GOD!
Annabel: Ahri, what’s going on!?
Ahri: The door’s hot. THE FIRE’S RIGHT ON THE OTHER SIDE!
Morgan: QUICK, TO THE OTHER SIDE! *runs*
Three other girls: *follows*
Flames sound plays and panicked screams
Ahri: Oh no, we’re not gonna make it!
Morgan: Ahri! Shut up, I’m trying to think!
Ahri: (and this is another reason why I like to be quiet)
Morgan: *looks around room* Guys, look! *points to a hole burned in the building*
Annabel: Good find Morgan!
Morgan: Thanks, now we gotta hurry!
Another explosion hits, but right in the middle of the room where the majority of penguins were.
Ahri: GO GO GO GO GO! *runs through hole*
Taylor: But we can’t just leave them!
Annabel: Of course we can! Morgan, get out of here. We’ll be out in a sec. I promise.
Morgan: Got it. *hurries out*
Annabel: Taylor, please, work with me here. There’s nothing we can do.
The entire room and building is practically engulfed in flames
Annabel: We have to leave this life behind, just… please.
Taylor: (I can’t just leave my friends behind and let them die. But I know Annabel’s right) Alright, let’s go.
Annabel: You first.
Right when they were leaving, a bolt of lightning struck right next to them and they get blasted out
Ahri: Taylor! Annabel! *trembling voice* What are we gonna do Morgan?
Morgan: Wait it out. We need to get to the nearest cover we can find, and just wait out the storm.
Ahri: Alright. You handle Taylor, I’ll take care of Annabel.
A few minutes later, the four penguins sought refuge in a cave in the forest. And watched over Annabel and Taylor throughout the entire rest of the day and the entire night.
Annabel: *mumbles in pain but wakes up*
Ahri: Annabel! Oh thank god! *hugs*
Annabel: What- *cough cough* What happened?
Morgan: You nearly got blown up by lightning.
Annabel: Don’t worry about me so much. But I can see that Taylor hasn’t woken up yet.
Morgan: Yeah, I thought it was too late for you Annabel like the rest. But Ahri kept me from losing faith. Although Ahri had a slight doubt at first.
Ahri: Yeah, I did.
Annabel: Well, I’m not feeling like I’m in lots of pain. Some, sure, but not an overwhelming struck by lightning kind of pain.
Morgan: Well, you can thank that to Ahri. She found some herbs around here.
Annabel: Ahri, seriously?
Ahri: Yeah, I used to be interested into nature and the antidotes it provided. Thankfully it helped me with this whole situation.
Annabel: Thank you Ahri, I wouldn’t be here without you.
Ahri: Don’t move. Your right flipper is still severely injured.
Ahri: The lightning bolt was in extremely close contact with the flipper, you have one severe burn mark. If not treated…
Morgan: I assure you, you don’t wanna know.
Ahri: Things like twigs and rocks and dirt made its way into the open wound. We’re gonna need to get it cleaned out.
Annabel: It’s gonna hurt like crap, isn’t it?
Ahri: I wish I knew what to say to be encouraging.
Annabel: Do what you have to do. I won’t stop ya.
Ahri: Morgan, can you get my backpack?
Morgan: What’s in it?
Annabel: Oh, that backpack you wear pretty much 24/7?
Morgan: *goes over and picks up backpack and brings it over to Ahri* Here. *gives it to Ahri*
Ahri: *smiles* (Now let’s see. Ah ha! Here it is!) *takes out disinfectant/rubbing alcohol, flipper cast, pliers, needle, and stitches*
Annabel: Aww crap.
Ahri: This is gonna sting… a lot. Morgan, hold her down. Keep her from moving.
Morgan: So… pretty much restrain her?
Ahri: You got it.
Morgan: Alright. *whispers* I’m so sorry Annabel, you know I don’t like this just as much as you.
Ahri: You ready?
Annabel: *weak voice* No.
Ahri: Just, VERY deep breaths. Got it?
Ahri: *gets out pliers and pulls out the rubbing alcohol* I’m about to begin.
Annabel: JUST GET IT FREAKING OVER WITH!
Morgan: She’s like this when she’s scared.
Ahri: *uses pliers to pull out the tiny pieces of rocks, pebbles, grass, and stuff like that*
Annabel: *cries out in pain*
Morgan: Woah there girl. *holds down*
Ahri: *finishes pulling out stuff from wound and now gets out the antiseptic*
Morgan: Be ready.
Annabel: I’M NOT!
Ahri: *puts antiseptic on a washcloth and puts on top of wound and removes last of dirt*
Morgan: *uses even more strength to hold Annabel down* Not sure how much longer I can keep this up!
Ahri: *finishes cleaning wound and begins to stitch it shut*
Annabel: *passes out from the pain*
Morgan: Ahri, she’s out.
Ahri: *finishes stitches* She just passed out from the pain levels. She’ll wake up soon.
Morgan: Is it done?
Ahri: Yeah, let’s get the flipper cast on.
Morgan: Yeah. *puts flipper cast on Annabel’s right flipper*
Taylor: *mumbles, wakes up and says weakly* What was all that screaming?
Morgan: Ahri doing some medical stuff.
Taylor: *faces head towards Ahri* You did something medical?
Ahri: I was-uhh… self taught.
Morgan: Still, you did a really good job with stitching it and cleaning it out.
Ahri: Thanks. Wasn’t too difficult, besides the blood curdling screams.
Taylor: Speaking of those, I’m pretty sure somepenguin heard it and will be on its way to check it out. We should get out of here.
Annabel: *wakes up* It’s done?
Annabel: UGH, FINALLY! Now can I just rest? *sees that Taylor’s awake*
Taylor: We should get going. Somepenguin will be coming soon.
Annabel: OH MY GOD, SERIOUSLY?
Morgan: Taylor’s right, somepenguin might believe someone was mauled or something. We should get going.
Taylor: Besides, you’re pretty patched up. And those burns should heal.
Taylor: I’ll help her.
Ahri: Alright, but wait. If we find ourselves in the city, wouldn’t we…
Morgan: We’ll adapt. I mean, that is something we’ll be able to do, right?
Ahri: I guess.
Annabel: *hears two male voices in the distance* Girls? WE GOTTA MOVE!
Taylor: *helps Annabel get up* I’ll handle Annabel, you two, get to safety.
Ahri and Morgan: See you later. *runs off*
Taylor: *helps Annabel get on her own two flippers and helps her get to safe cover about half a mile away*
Taylor: We’ll be safe here. Just… try to keep your pain complaints to yourself til’ they’re gone.
Annabel: *whispers* No promises.
Back at the cave
Sam: Hey Andre, you heard those noises, right?
Andre: Heck yeah! Nobody could unhear those screams.
Sam: *sees cave and items and waddles over to it* Hey Andre, over here!
Andre: *walks over* What is it Sam? *sees bag and reads name labeled on it* “This Bag Belongs to Ahriana” *face becomes anxious*
Sam: Andre? What’s wrong? *shakes Andre* Andre, snap out of it!
Andre: Oh, sorry Sam. I just… that name sounds so familiar.
Sam: Aww come on man, we know of a girl named Ariana. Now come on. *starts walking off*
Andre: *sigh and reads once again* “This Bag Belongs to Ahriana” (Ahriana? That’s not spelled the same way as our friend Ariana. Strange.)
Sam: ANDRE, YOU COMING OR NOT?
Andre: Coming dude! *quickly grabs items and bag and runs after Andre*
Sam: You brought that? Why? You have a new imaginary crush that could never be?
Andre: C’mon bro, this isn’t fake, and I don’t have a crush. This penguin… sounds so familiar. It’s on the tip of my tongue.
Sam: Aww come on, you’re hallucinating. There’s no way this could be “her”.
Andre: But what if-
Sam: Stop it, just stop. This isn’t funny. Let’s just take it into the police department, and then we’ll be on our way. Pretending this never happened.
Sam: Shut it. I’m sick of these “mysteries” you think are real Sam! It’s getting really annoying.
Andre: *hears something in bushes* What was that?
Sam: What was what?
Andre: Did you hear the rustling of the leaves?
Sam: Oh my g...-dude! You’re so paranoid! This is the woods! Critters wander all around!
Andre: You’re right. I-I’m going crazy. *walks to the open*
Sam: *follows Andre* (He's going nuts after the loss of his family years ago in a flood)
In the bushes, someone watches
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