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February 10 (Day 1)
Penguins were dancing in joy, as the town is decorated with Valentine's Day trinkets. It's refreshing to see them cheering non-stop, but Rose was confused on why the penguins were doing it already, it wasn't at the day yet. Aunt Arctic noticed her confusion and went after them to make her smile a little bit, not the biggest of the smiles, but a simple sparkle of serotonin.
Aunt Arctic: It seems that you're baffled by the lovely town, decorated with such wonderful adornments, am I honest?
Rose: A lot, I have no words to express on how am I feeling.
Aunt Arctic: Don't worry! When a holiday party is about to occur, we tend to kick up one's heels.
Rose: Yeah I recall that, it's a bit strange they would anticipate it.
Aunt Arctic: You could give a try! The penguins might receive you with open arms! Or should I say...Flippers?
Rose: Aaaw, thanks! But I'm not in the mood to dance.
Aunt Arctic: It's alright, maybe next time.
Rose: For sure, now excuse me I'll go to the beach. I need to relax because I've been standing for too long.
Aunt Arctic: I have to answer more questions from our fellow penguins, see you later!
Rose: Bye bye!
After the chit chat, Rose got to loosen up at the coastal area in the southwest corner of Club Penguin. The wind seemed calm as usual and the water motion beyond range. She feels far away as if they got into a pirate ship trip. Posterior, she goes to the ski village to engage in ice fishing, their favorite hobby.
Rose decides to go at the forest out of curiosity, what could she find there in the first place, they think. Left and right, up and down, in a split of seconds she finds a red heart paint and a decoder skilled in reading sketches drawn in red. Who knowns? Agent G can help them transcript the message. Rose, then, reach for him faster as she could, speculating there's something behind this "innocent" paint of a heart.
Rose: Agent G, I believe there is a hidden message right here.
Gary: Impressive, however, we must check further in case that it's a true statement.
Rose: What I'm saying is veridical, by all means you should trust me.
Gary: Very well, I have little to no doubts at present.
Rose: To the answer!
Both passed the red decoder on the paint.
First letter is B,
Second letter is E,
Third letter is W,
Fourth letter is A,
Fifth letter is R,
Sixth and final letter is E.
Gary and Rose get concerned by the information, without exception they would find such sublime dispatch at a random sketch. Beside oneself, Rose says to Gary before she leaves they will distract herself from the worries dancing with the penguins at the town square. He awknowledge and let Rose go.
Rose is seen at a party with others, jumping and blow off steam, look how happy she is. They party all day until they got tired and sleepy. At night, Rose sent a love letter to someone before she fall asleep. Sweet dreams for the penguin, who knows she could find the love of their life somewhere...someday...maybe at Valentine's Day itself.