Da conclusion. I hope you all liked it!


"Hey, have you guys seen Mumble?" Gloria asked her friend Seymour, and his new mate, Sabrina.

"Nope. Sorry. You seen him, baby?" Seymour asked Sabrina, who shook her head.

"Sorry, Gloria." She said.

"That's okay. Thanks guys, I'll…see you at the party tonight." She said, waving to the two and leaving them to their own business. Those two seemed like the millionth penguins she had asked if they had seen Mumble, but no one had seen him all day. Most were surprised that the two weren't mates just yet, and that irritated Gloria. That was what she was trying to do! But what if she didn't find him before nightfall…or before he became mates with another girl…?


Gloria whirled around. Although there were many chattering penguins around her, she heard his voice, and only his voice. He was standing tall behind her, his chest puffed out, and a still, silver fish clamped tightly in his beak.

"Oh, Mumble! I've been looking everywhere for you." Gloria said in relief. The day wasn't quite over yet…

Mumble shifted his weight from one foot to the other, looking nervous and uncomfortable, but he soon found his voice.

"'Dis is fo' you, Glowia." He said, his voice muffled by the fish. And it was a large, fat one, too. He walked towards Gloria and extended his beak, offering her the present. Gloria was touched, and she gave him a sweet smile,

"Thank you, very much, Mumble." She said softly as she gently took the fish from his beak, and gulped it down. It tasted delicious. Mumble watched her warily, straightening. When Gloria was finished, he cleared his throat, and tried to sound strong and proud, but she could easily read the nervousness in his voice.

"Gloria, there is something I would like to tell you." He said, looking her straight in the eye. She nodded, and slightly bent towards him. "Go on."

"Well…Gloria, I've always wanted to tell you…" He took a deep breath, and began, "Ever since I met you, I knew that you were the most beautiful and glorious penguin I've ever seen. Your voice is like the Great 'Guin's mate herself singing, and I know that I'm just a toe-tapping, fuzzy, song-less guy, but I…I love you. I always have, and I always will, no matter what, or who, you decide to choose." He finished with his voice trembling, trying to keep the tears away. Gloria didn't even try to keep hers back as they pricked her eyes. Her heart seemed to melt at these words.

"You…you love me." She whispered, smiling widely. Mumble was comforted that she was smiling, not frowning disappointedly as if she was about to tell him that it was sweet, but she was taken.

"Yes, Gloria, I do. Ever since you tapped on my egg." He said with a smile. Gloria smiled back.

"And I love you." She said softly. Mumble's eyes grew very wide, and his jaw dropped slightly.

"You…you love me?" He asked. She nodded.

"I've always wanted to tell you that." She said, looking into his eyes, her heart pounding. Mumble was smiling widely, and Gloria walked towards him.

"You're so beautiful." He said softly, and she laughed.

"I thought I was so fish?" She asked, and Mumble laughed as well, remembering that line very well. Gloria gave him another sweet smile, and took a few steps back.

"Midnight creeps so slowly into hearts of those who need more then they get. Daylight deals a bad hand, to a woman who has laid too many bets." She began her song in her beautiful, heavenly voice. Mumble's heart soared far off into the heavens. She was singing to him…she wanted to be his mate…

He began to tap in the rhythm to her Heartsong. He couldn't sing with his voice, but he could with his feet.

"The mirror stares you in the face, and says, baby, 'It won't work.' You say your prayers though you don't care. You sing and you shake the…huurrrt – dance!" She exclaimed the last word, looking to Mumble. His heart pounded as he paused his dancing for only a moment, smiling lovingly at his Gloria as she continued to sing to him.

"Boogie Wonderland! Dance! Boogie Wonderland!" She sang, dancing along with him, although she couldn't match his wonderful feats of his own feet. He danced in perfect rhythm to her song, each word, each perfect note ringing in his ears and traveling down through his heart to his unstoppable toes. His dull black feet were no more than a blur as he continued to dance, his heart pounding faster then ever before. More and more bystanders began to watch, and circle them, among them Lily and James, Erin and Zack, Seymour and Sabrina. They began to form a heart-shaped circle around the two as the singing and dancing escalated and merged into a powerful release of the soul. Finally, the two were facing each other, and Gloria sang the final, beautiful note that floated out of Emperor Land, across the sea, across the forbidden lands of faraway, and into the very universe itself. She touched her beak with Mumble's, who was panting slightly, but not from tiredness. He was exhilarated, joyous, the happiest he had been in his entire life. Gloria was now his, as he was hers.

"Oh…Mumble…" she whispered, looking into his ice-blue eyes that were as beautiful as the Southern Lights themselves. He smiled widely, knowing that, from here until the end of time, everything was going to be okay, because now, he had someone to love, and that someone was his Gloria.

"C'mon…" he said softly, not wanting to break this wonderful moment, but knowing he had to. "Our folks are gonna be waiting."

The End