hunching down next to her.
“Maybe my stunts suck and everyone’s gone to watch the oh-so-hilarious meerkats instead. What have meerkats got that I haven’t got?”
Blue rolled her eyes.
“Let me think… Fur? A waistline? A sense of humour? Rory, get over yourself. It’s early, loads of visitors will turn up at feeding time.”
The two brown bears who lived in the paddock overlooking the penguin pool had been listening in to their conversation and interrupted.
“I wouldn’t bet on it,” said Orson. “The world of entertainment has moved on. No one wants to watch a bunch of birds eating fish heads any more.”
“You’re not even in colour. You’re black and white,” added Ursie.
It seemed that the bears were right. When Feeding Time arrived, apart from the zookeeper and his daughter, nobody else came to watch the penguins’ antics. As Rory gulped down his ration of squid, he noticed that even Savannah seemed bored.
“Dad, I wanna go home,” she said, texting madly on her mobile. “How come I have to hang out with you at the zoo every holiday? None of my friends hang out with their dads. It’s soooo embarrassing.”
The zookeeper wiped his hands on his overalls.
“I thought you loved the penguins.”
Savannah stared at him hard from under her fringe.
“Yeah, like, when I was two. Penguins just stand there stinking of squid.”
Rory almost choked. True, most of the penguins had fallen asleep on their feet after lunch but did they really stink? He had been Savannah’s favourite since she was a toddler. Surely a little thing like how he smelled couldn’t ruin their relationship? He tried to catch her eye, but Savannah tossed her hair and looked away.
“She didn’t mean it,” said Blue brightly. “She’s a teenager. She’s just trying to act cool.”
But Rory wasn’t convinced. He breathed heavily into Blue’s face.
“Do I smell squiddy to you?”
She drew back and was just about to answer when the zookeeper turned to his daughter and made a sudden, shocking announcement.
“Well, you won’t have to come to the zoo for much longer, love,” he said. “The way things are going, it will have to shut down by the end of the season.”
Shut the zoo? Rory’s beak fell open in disbelief. He shook his head and told himself he’d got it wrong but Blue had heard it too. She was standing with her flippers over her ears, trying to block out the terrible news.
“Dad, you’re joking, right?” said Savannah.
But the zookeeper was deadly serious.
“There aren’t enough visitors. There isn’t enough money coming in through the gates. Unless things pick up soon, we’ll have to find new homes for all the animals, including my penguins.”
Rory and Blue exchanged worried glances – if the zoo had to close, where would they live? City Zoo was the only home they had ever known. Savannah frowned and stopped texting.
“But Dad, they can’t just close the zoo! They can’t get rid of the penguins. I love them really. Rory is, like, my favourite person. Tell your boss he has to keep the penguins or I’ll cry forever. If that doesn’t work, tell him you need your job to pay for the new mobile you said I could have – the K135 is awesome.”
The zookeeper picked up his empty fish bucket and sighed.
“It’s not all about you, honey. Face facts, it costs a fortune to look after all the animals. If there isn’t enough money, the penguins will have to go and I’ll be out of work.”
“But you have to do something!” wailed Savannah, running after him.
As soon as they’d gone, Rory and Blue began to panic.
“What if we end up in a zoo we hate?” wailed Rory. “What if they send us to another country? What if they send us to a wildlife reserve where things that eat penguins run wild?”
Blue held out her flippers in despair. “What if they split us up?”
Rory hadn’t thought of that. Despite all the teasing and tail-pulling, life without Blue was unthinkable and it seemed that she felt exactly the same about him. They waddled towards each other and went into a huddle, just like they used to when they were chicks.
“Are you scared?” whispered Blue.
“No,” he mumbled, but she could feel his knees knocking.
“Are you lying, Rory?”
“I’m dancing.”
Blue smiled sadly to herself and stood on his feet to keep them still. They clung to each other for comfort, then Rory broke away and punched the air.
“Penguin Power!” he shouted. “I’m not going without a fight, Blue. I have to think of a way to save this zoo!”
Rory yawned. He’d been awake all night trying to think of a way but so far, he’d come up with nothing.
“Of course I have a plan,” he said. “It’s brilliant.”
“Yay!” whooped Blue. “I knew you would. What is it?”
“It’s… very hard to describe,” said Rory, hoping that an idea would magically come to him.
Blue tapped her small, pink foot impatiently.
“You don’t have an idea, do you? I know when you’re lying – your nostrils bubble.”
Rory came out of his hutch wiping his beak.
“No, they don’t… Oh, all right, I haven’t come up with anything but it was impossible to think last night. All the animals were making such a noise.”
“I didn’t sleep either,” admitted Blue.
By closing time the evening before, the news about the zoo shutting down had spread way beyond the penguin pool.
The bears told the pigeon, the pigeon told the squirrel, and although the squirrel told the elephant not to breathe a word, he was big enough to do whatever he pleased and immediately sounded his trumpet to alert the lions.
