Stevie has just finished a gig at Hyde
park, she ended her set with Stop
Draggin My Heart Around, she walks
backstage and a woman walks up to
her, the woman says
"that was really good, you're really
talented,i just wanted to tell you that in
person" "thank you"
"i'm Shania, by the way"
"that country artist?"
"yeah, that's me"
"it's nice to meet you" "you too"
"come on, Tom's set is about to start"
they walk over to the side of the Stage
and watch Tom's set, a little less than
halfvvay through his set Stevie hears
the sound of a lighter, her breathing
increases and she turns around to see
one of Tom's crew members having
a smoke, she breathes a sigh Of relief
and turns back around, but out of the
corner Of her eye as she's turning back
towards the stage she sees a black
and white blob under the table, she
thinks to herself
"it's not him, he's not here, i'm just
seeing things"
next thing she knows the tablecloth
is burning and the food is in flames,
Stevie tries not to scream and calmly
pulls out her phone, she realizes she
doesn't have international calling and
panics, she sends Waddy to go get
Karen and he does, she asks Karen who
has international calling to call John
and gives her the number, Stevie takes
the phone from her
"John? yeah hi, i'm good, look the
reason i'm calling is your penguin, he's
here in Hyde Park, he just set the food
table on fire, i don't want to worry
anyone, especially since Tom's onstage
doing his set but it's bad"
"sorry Stevie, nothing i can do you're
too far away"
"right, so what do i do?"
"wait i 've got it, put me on speaker
she puts him on speaker and he says
"Bobbies? hey buddy, it's John, you need
to stop this and come home, it's for
your own good, you don't want me to
send you away do you?"
the penguin waddles out from under
the table and walks over to stevie,
he looks at her then turns to waddle
away, Stevie hears
"is that a penguin?"
"yeah, long story short, john adopted a
penguin semi-tusk era and taught it to
set things on fire, it randomly shows up
wherever one Of us is and starts a fire,
he won't get rid Of it so because of that,
it continues to set stuff on fire, makes
us mad at times"
"well i'd be mad too ifi were you"
"yeah but at the end of the day, he's our
bandmate, no use crying over spilled
milk, we always forgive him, it's not
his fault, and as long as we keep him
out Of trouble then no one needs to
know he exists"
"It'd be like mr.poppers penguins"
"That's what we were afraid of, I mean
a dozen penguins starting fires, Oh god
that isn't a pretty image"
The two finish watching the set then
go to dinner together afterwards then
go to their hotels.
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The fabulous misadventures of the fire starting Penguin
ФанфикTusk era: John McVie adopts a penguin flash foreword twenty some-odd years later said penguin is still waddling around what could possibly go wrong? "Everything that can go wrong will go wrong"-Edward Murphy