Okay, it's been a long time since I started a story, so here is my newest story. This is for MyWayWriter's What are Friends For? Original Character Contest. I hope you enjoy!

The Story of Pat

The early years

It was a lovely day in Emperorland and, as during every mating season, it was finally the day the females Emperors return from the sea. Samuel was eagerly waiting for his son to hatch from his egg. 'I'm so excited! Come on little guy, crack out of that egg!' Samuel thought. He waited for what seemed like forever. Then, the magic of his son hatching out of his egg was beginning. "Come on little one, I want to meet you!" His father exclaimed. Little by little, bit by bit, the egg shattered, and at last, Samuel's young son had arrived.

"Hi, pa!" The nameless chick exclaimed. "Hi, little guy! You look cold, come here." Sam said. "Okay, pa!" Sam's young son said, eagerly scampering onto his feet and into his brood pouch. 'He's perfect!' Sam thought, as the two eagerly awaited the return of the females. "Hi Samuel!" Mumble yelled. "Hi Mumble! Is that your little one?" Sam said, pointing at Mumble's son, who was in Mumble's brood pouch. "Yes, he is. His name is Erik." Mumble said. "Pa? What's a name?" Sam's son asked him. "It's what I, your mom, and all of your friends call you. Your name will be Pat, okay?" Sam said. "Pat? I like it!" Pat exclaimed. "Wives home!" One of the elders yelled. "Okay, Pat, stay with me. We are going to find your mother. "Sam!" A Female Emperor Penguin yelled. "Alex! It's so great to see you!" Sam said. "Is that my mama?" Pat asked. "Yes, I am. Sam, he's perfect!" Alex said. "Yeah, I know." Sam said.

Soon it was time to find out his heartsong. The group he was in included Bo, Erik, and Atticus, all being great friends to him. Each penguin sang his or her song during that class. Soon, it was Pat's turn. "Okay, who's next? Pat?" Miss Viola asked. "Okay." (Cult of Personality by Living Colour)

Look in my eyes, what do you see?

Cult of personality

I know your anger, I know your dreams

I've been everything you want to be

I'm the cult of personality

Like Mussolini and Kennedy

I'm the cult of personality

Cult of personality

Cult of personality

"Did you like it?" Pat asked. "It's different, but very nice Pat." Miss Viola stated. Soon after, Miss Viola called Pat's parents in for a meeting. "He is exceptionally bright, but his heartsong is quite odd." Miss Viola said. "What's wrong? Does he have one?" Samuel asked. "Yes, but it's different. Pat, can you sing your heartsong for your parents?" Miss Viola asked. "Okay." Pat said. (Cult of Personality by Living Colour)

Look in my eyes, what do you see?

Cult of personality

I know your anger, I know your dreams

I've been everything you want to be

I'm the cult of personality

Like Mussolini and Kennedy

I'm the cult of personality

Cult of personality

Cult of personality

"Um, Pat, could you please go wait outside for us?" Samuel asked. "Sure Pa!" Pat said as he went out of the ice cave. "His heartsong may be different, but it's fine with me." Samuel said. "There is nothing wrong with being different, but there is something that is different with him." Alex said.

"Pat, may I ask you a question? What is your heartsong?" Alex asked. "It's called 'Cult of Personality' and I don't know why it is my heartsong ma. It just is." Pat stated. "Okay, let's get some sleep. You have school tomorrow." Alex said.

When Pat got up, Erik, Bo, and Atticus were already waiting for Pat. "Pat, Erik, Bo, and Atticus are waiting for you!" Samuel yelled. "Okay, I am coming!" Pat yelled. A couple minutes later, Pat came out of his ice cave home with the feathers on top of his head groomed into a flattop. "Wow, you look great Pat." Bo said. "You think so? I just wanted to style the feathers on my head a little bit." Pat said. "Well we need to get to school. We are learning how to dance today." Atticus said. "Like Mr. Mumble? Cool! Let's go!" Pat said.

"Okay class. Today we are learning how to dance. Mumble, are you ready?" Miss Viola asked. "Okay, it's just one foot after the other. Pat, why don't you try it first?" Mumble asked. Tap, tap, tap, tap. "You're getting it!" Mumble said. As the beat in Pat's head got faster, he got more and more cocky with his moves. Soon, he was down on the ice, performing the worm. Soon after that, he was breaking out the disco moves and also did the moonwalk. But, the second time he did the moonwalk, he didn't see the crack in the ice. He fell on his face, breaking his flipper, and instantly became the laughing stock of Emperorland. "Stop laughing! Pat, are you okay?" Mumble asked. "No, I just want to be alone right now." Pat asked. "But, your flipper is broken. We need to bring you Emperorland's Doctor." Miss Viola said. "Okay." Pat said as he went into deep depression.

The next day, Miss Viola allowed Pat to stay with his parents. His parents were obliviously irate. They thought, when Mumble told them that Pat had been hurt at school, that somebody had tripped him. Mumble explained to them what had happened and they were a lot less mad. However, Pat had some thoughts going through his head that were unpleasant. 'Why would anybody laugh at me for hurting myself?' He thought to himself. As he grew from a chick to an adolescent emperor, these thoughts went away, as he was one of the best dancers and singers of his generation. But, he had demons that were bothering him. Those demons would soon bite him in the butt.

Disclaimer: Happy Feet Two belongs to Warner Brothers and Village Roadshow Pictures. Cult of Personality belongs to Living Colour.

It was really hard to choose a heartsong for my character. But, I think that I found a song that relates to his personality. Thanks for reading. Chapter 2 is coming! Have a great Thanksgiving!