The prologue to this is actually called the ultimate fanfiction, o something like that, but I've changed it's título becuase I saw other fanfictions and I didn't want to offend anyone por sugesting my stories are superier- which they probably are now. Anyway, here's chapter 1.

Ch.1 clues

I stayed with the three remaining penguins that night. Skipper had decided we would buscar for clues the siguiente morning, with our minds cleared from sleep. Sleep was exactly what I couldn't do though. With my morphing into a penguin, and Kowalski's dissapearance, who knew what would happen next.

I woke up the siguiente morning to the smell of pescado and coffee, and my back aching from the slits in the stone muro they considered beds.
Skipper was already awake, with his morning coffee. Private was going through the fridge in buscar of a jugo, jugo de box while Rico was preparing to make sushi. I hopped out of the cama and onto the ground.
"You're finally awake," Skipper said, "I was getting ready to wake tu myself. We have to buscar for clues of Kowalski's dissapearance before the zoo opens."
I yawned, "The best place to start is his lab, I guess." I turned to the door of the lab and stepped foreward.
"Woah" Skipper called behind me, "Arn't tu going to wait for Rico to make the sushi first?"
I looked over as Rico began chopping up the raw fish.
"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day," Skipper continued.
Even though I was technically a pingüino, pingüino de now, the sound of raw pescado still discusted me.
"I'm not really that hungry," I dicho before opening the door.
They had been right the night before. When I looked inside I could easily tell that most of the technology had vanished, even though I had never seen the place in person-... penguin. Whatever was left was in a mess, which I couldn't imagine Kowalski leaving it that way on purpose.
"Was Kowalski actuación strangly before he dissapeared?"I called to the other three as I started going through his stuff.
"Not that I could tell," Skipper replied.
"I didn't notice anything either," came Private's accent.
"Uh-uh" Rico grunted.
"Okay..." I dicho to myself, my thoughts tumbling in my head, "Well, did he have any enemies? Anyone that didn't like him and wanted to hurt him somehow?"
"Only a snail," Skipper said, trying not to laugh, "But that was quite a while ago," the note in his voice was serious again, "I doubt it was the snail."
"What about an enemy to someone else in your team, who knew about all four of tu and possably some of your weaknesses?"
The earth suddenly started to shake, and a loud rumble blocked out any possable answers. It was over in a second, but por then I had lost my balence and had fallen on the floor.
"What was that?!" Skipper exclaimed angrily.
"It sounded like an explotion!" Private said.