The Origins Of P69420

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"Hello mother dearest, now that I have reached 10 years of age I would like to once again inquired the name of my father," P69420 sat there politely directly across from his mother who would shut down every time this question came up "I do believe that since I am in my double digits now, I am quite responsible and will use this information wisely, mother."

 His mother, P323683, hesitated. Should she tell her son? How will he really take this information? He's just a kid after all, her little P69420. He had a point though, and he had been asking for this since he learnt how to talk at just 1 hour old. She stood up and threw her ice chair into a dog bowl, it would be good food for her son later if he pesters her too much about the truth he is about to receive. Slowly she waddled over to her son, she was old now; 846374 years to be exact, and put a flipper around his non existent neck.

"You see son, you're actually a mistake, and your father isn't any old penguin for his name is... CRIPCRAPSMACKLAPFLAPSHUPQUACKGAHHHHHHHHHHH"

What was going on? For a second P69420 couldn't see anything, it all went black, but then he saw it. His mother being viciously attacked by a range of colourful Puffles before a dragon came and flew her out the window!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MOTHER COME BACK I NEED TO KNOW MY FATHER"

She never came back. Turns out these Puffles were sent by the FBI for stealing the president's pizza 736 years ago.

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