Oliver the Penguin

As Oliver the penguin waddled over to the assembly line, the greenish blue sky sparkled with silver meteorites shining down through the skylight, .

Oliver continued putting legos of the Antarctic into boxed sets to ship off around the world. He looked formal, because his body was black and white, but he was really a pretty punk Penguin, wearing a tee shirt from a local grunge band, and flip flops over his webbed feet.

Oliver's bandmate Zeph worked at the next belt over.

"Zeph," Oliver called out….."want to go to the club after our shift?"

Zeph gave Oliver a grin, as he threw another Princess Duplo set into a box, and added it to a neat tower in the corner.

"I can't wait till I'm done with these boxes dude! Let's go out for sardines and seaweed when we're finally finished for the day."

"I hear you dude!" said Oliver.

He took his drumsticks out of his shorts pocket and started tapping on the line.

"Get me out of here. Out of here...out of here...ya, ya, ya"

"But dude," said Zeph, "you forgot the best part of working here..."

'Remind me bro," said Oliver.

"Free Legos!" Said Zeph. "That's a pretty sweet set up!"

"Yeah," said Oliver. "I'd work here for free as long as I could get that deal. Good thing I get paid too!"

"Still," Oliver continued, "as much as I love legos, I am looking forward to kicking it at the club soon."

Before long the closing whistle went off, and the two penguins headed out for the day, drum sticks and guitar picks ready to go. They would assemble more kits tomorrow, but tonight their music was calling to them…and they were listening.

The end