All Hands On Deck (4): Something To Move On From

Rockhopper awoke before the woman.  He heard the sound of the ocean as he opened his eyes.  He was drifting back in forth with the waves, having fallen into the ocean when the wind had finally stopped and his momentum had finally died out.  It was an all too familiar place to be for him on this day.

All Hands On Deck (3): Something To Overcome

Captain Rockhopper floated down into the sea.  After his tumble from the Migrator, his mind finally succumbed to confusion and stopped trying to process each rapid event.  He was now only vaguely aware of his predicament, though, within a few moments, his mind snapped back into focus.

All Hands On Deck (2): Something To Fear

The Migrator began to pick up speed.  It was now a few feet from the shore.

Rockhopper had to act quick.  He had no clue what to do!  He looked down at what he had with him.  He knew if he was going to catch his ship, the toolbox wasn't coming with him.

But, that's when it dawned on him; the toolbox most certainly wasn't coming.  But....

All Hands On Deck (1): Something To Prove

Please Note: This story is directly related to the events of my other story, "The Quest for the Golden Puffle 2."  You can read part one of nine of that story here.

Captain Rockhopper stood at the bow of his ship, gazing into the ocean, which was a vibrant blue.  The year was 1991.  He was a young, red penguin.  At this point in his life, the wrinkles of age, the dirty, leather coat, and the hard, yet kind expression on his face were yet to be found.  Instead, this Rockhopper was full of youth and, if he was being completely honest, anxiety.