Ever wonder where Private came from? I know people have written things about that very same thing, but trust me when I say that this one is different! Well, I guess you just have to read to find out how!

Chapter 1: Lost

In a cold snowy place called Antarctica, a penguin father holds his newborn egg on his feet. He stares at it with joy in his ocean blue eyes and smiles. He then looks at the rest of the rookery. They all shivered in the unforgiving blizzard, protecting their children from frostbite. The father didn't shiver as badly though because he was thinking of the warmth of love he shared with his child and wife. He glanced at the sky but had to look away because of the heavy snowfall clouding up his vision. He felt relaxed and content. He could stay here forever knowing that he was with his egg.

He looked back down to his egg but, hold on, where was it? The penguin scrambled around the ice and snow frantically searching for his child, but had no such luck. Ice cold tears ran down his feathery cheeks and beak as he mourned the loss of the egg. There was no way the egg could have survived the frigid temperatures. There was a small ray of hope that the egg had survived in the back of his mind, but it was dim in the shadows. All he could think about now was his foolishness and stupidity. How could he lose his precious child?

A distance away from the warm rookery the now orphaned egg lay in the snow cold and sad. It was so white it was almost invisible against its snowy background. If it were alive and hatched it'd be shivering and crying in the cold. There was almost no hope for the egg now. Almost.

A human in a special suit that could withstand cold temperatures almost walked past and noticed the egg. He started to panic. An egg can't be left in the cold! He snatched up the egg and ran as fast as he could to the lab where he had worked and lived in for so many days. There was hope for the little penguin egg yet!

The human carried the cold egg into the lab and dried it off with a warm cloth towel. He tried to keep it warm under many blankets that he had on his bed. One heat blanket was placed under the egg for ensured warmth.

"Now, you wait right there little one, I have a call to make." The scientist said to the egg.

Other scientists living there too oohed and aahed over the fortunate egg. Then the scientist walked over to some special equipment and called into a radio.

"Code 56! Code 56! Abandoned egg! I repeat abandoned egg!"

It wasn't long before the egg was secured by a military ship and out of its homeland. Carried miles away from the snowy desert, to better horizons. And for days the egg was held in an incubated container with heavy padding (towels) all around it. Soon, it finally made it off of the ship from Antarctica and was in a whole new country. It was loaded onto a zoo truck and ended at its final destination: the London zoo in Europe.

After the long and hard trip, the egg was finally secured by trilled zookeepers. The women were constantly checking on it and the men were too, just not as frequently. Now there was one test to be done: was the egg alive?

About an hour later it was confirmed that the egg was in fact alive and well. There was a large celebration in the staff room as zookeepers, janitors, veterinarians, and even tour guides gathered 'round to share cups of tea and crumpets. It was certainly a time to celebrate indeed. They hadn't had a young orphaned egg like this in years.

Back in Antarctica, the mother penguins were returning from the hunt for fish. A sleek, beautiful, amber eyed mother approached the father of the orphaned egg.

"Hi, honey. Where's the baby?" She asked happily.

The father looked into her eyes with great sorrow and guilt. He looked away.

"What's wrong, Jerald?" She asked.

"I…well…I lost the egg." Jerald replied nervously. An arrow struck his heart and burned like fire. The mother glared at him harshly.

"You…Lost it?!" She cried.

"Er…well…yes, but…!" She smacked him across the face, glowing with anger.

"Tell me how you lost and egg when you were holding it on your own two feet!" she demanded crossly.

"All I did was look up! I didn't mean to lose it! I swear!" He yelled.

"I loved that egg! It's probably dead!" tears welled up in her eyes.

"I loved it as much as you did!" He wanted to cry too, but he reminded himself that he was too manly to do so. "H-honey?"

It was quiet for a moment and the mother finally looked up and attacked Jerald.

"It's entirely your fault that my egg is gone forever!" she screamed and nearly killed her husband before they plunged into a seal's air hole in the ice.

Jerald loosened from his wife's grip and swam to the surface with her on his trail. He belly slid down the hill and out of view of the rookery. The mother grunted angrily and turned back for home. She was angry and discombobulated. At any rate, she promised herself she would find her son if it was the last thing she did. She waddled to the edge of the shore and watched the waves out yonder.

Like this? Gee, that mom seemed very upset... If I get three reviews I'll post a new chapter. It's not torture, just not that fair! Lol We'll see how this turns out! :)