"Jett, how's the food coming?" asked a female penguin, putting a block of wood into a fireplace. "Oh, Ummmm.... It's... Doing good," zei Jett. "I sure hope it is," zei the female, heading down to a small kitchen. She knew it, the keuken-, keuken was a mess. Pots strewn about on the ground, the chowder was burnt, the pasta too soft, and the ham was charred to blackened ash. "I got it Hannah," zei Jett. "Uh, no, u don't have it, this place is a dump, I think I should take it from here," zei Hannah. "No!! I have a plan!!" zei Jett. "Oh, is that plan to go out and order take out from some fancy...
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