A War Between Worlds (Minecraft and CP fic)

Goodbye, Life I Used to Know

I'm Allie. I'm a peach colored penguin with a blonde side braid, a white and yellow shirt with a yellow puffle on it, and a huge imagination. I don't go out often, and hardly anyone in club penguin knows me. Eventually, I got lonely, so I adopted a yellow puffle named Splatter. Splatter's always been there for me, and I've always been there for him. He isn't just my pet, he's my best friend and we're there for each other through thick and thin. Though that won't last for much longer, as I was about to find out. Splatter was helping me make pancakes, when suddenly someone knocked on my door. I shyly blushed. "A visitor for me? This must be a mistake. You take over Splatter, I'll go answer the door," I said. Splatter squeaked in reply. Our igloo was really small. It was one room, one floor, but Splatter and I find it quite cozy. It only took about ten steps to get to the door. "Hello, I think you've made a mistake, I never get visito-" I started. "Hello, Allie. You've been chosen by the Director of the EPF to get drafted into this War. Here's your uniform. We expect you to arrive at the EPF in a half an hour. This is when we will attack Pixelmania. This is not a choice. Pack your stuff and and be there quickly." A penguin interrupted.  I think his name was Jetpack Guy? "I-no, I can't-I have to take care of Splatter!" I said. Splatter stopped what he was doing and rushed over. He was trying not to listen to Jetpack guy, but since the house was so small it was impossible. Splatter looked at Jetpack guy and squeaked sadly. "Your puffle will be sent over to Puffle Helper until we win the war. Goodbye and see you in 30," he replied. I hugged Splateter, who left the pancakes burning. "I don't want to do this," I said. "I'll miss you," I cried. Splatter was flooding the house with his tears. I packed a sleeping bag, a pillow, and the two out if three of the army uniforms Jetpack Guy gave me. I also put in my favorite picture. It was of me and Splatter on the first day I got him. I put on the camoflauge uniform and cap. I only had fifteen minutes to get there. "I'll miss you, Splatter, so much," I said, crying. "I'll send letters to Puffle Helper for you, I promise!" I never wanted that hug to end. Puffle Helper arrived two minutes later to get Splatter. "Goodbye," I said. He squeaked sadly in return. After Splatter and P.H. left, I left as well. I stepped outside and mumbled, "Goodbye, life I used to know."