Ok, guys. I know I haven't updated in awhile (Bad writer) things have happened that I couldn't put off. Also, I was having a writer's block which made this worse than it already was, to begin with.

So for that, I'm sorry. I think I've gotten over the block, but I can't be too sure until I start writing this thing.

So without further adieu here's the next part of the story.

~Enjoy~

Both of them (if mostly the hippo) were terrified at the old bird. While that was going on, I decided to look around the scene.

'Okay time to see how much I've learned from dad.'

Panda's POV

Looking at the scene, I can see that this joke, prank, whatever it is was done recently.

My eyes begin scanning the wagon, sack, and rope used in the incident. Hopefully, there's something that will give me a clear indication of maybe when this had taken place.

I began to look at the wagon that was holding the hippo.

'Well for starters the paint on the wagon was for 1: faded ( it could have been put away for years considering the condition it's in) and 2: scraped off in some places (at first glance seems strange because it looked like it was recently scraped off.

"Alright, that enough about the wagon." I looked back at the three still arguing, well Miss Puffin was actually yelling at the young hippo.

"Poor boy. Someone really tried to scare him to death. Question is who did it?"

I know I'm going to have to get to the bottom of this mystery, but for now, I think it's best that I stop here for now. In time, I believe that more clues will reveal themselves when the time is right. In the meantime-

"As for you-"

Ugh...Great I think Ms. Puffin must have just realized I wasn't along with the other two getting yelled at. Geez, I was wondering how long it was going to take her to notice I wasn't by the policemen.

"Yes, Ma'am?" I asked her.

"I will be keeping a close eye on you, little girl."

Oh, boy. I wonder what kind of trouble did I just get myself into? Well, this is one-way start off my new life.