"Look, Just, get in the limo guys. We are following in the trucks, and when we get to the hotel, itll let you out, out back." Paul instructed, pointing towards a long black limo parked on the side of the street outside of logan airport. It was dark, their plane had just got into boston from New York, D12 were doing a show at the fleet center the next day.

"Alright," Marshall Mathers shrugged and got into the limo first, scootting down the seat and pushing a 2 foot tall plastic penguin statue off the seat with an odd look on his face. "Boston always creeps me out." He mumbled, moving to the other side of the limo and pulling open the window that made the driver visable. "Hey man, you left this plastic... uh, penguin, back here?" He picked the penguin up by its head and tried to shove it through the window, but it wouldnt fit.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" The driver yelled frantically, turning around and pushing the penguin back towards Marshall. "Dont let them see it!" The driver stopped and stared at eminem, mouth wide open, eyes wide. "EMINEM!"

"Uh," Eminem raised an eyebrow as the female driver in the front seat took her hat off and held it over her heart, as if the national anthem was being played somewhere. "Thatd, be me, I guess."

"And, D12?" The girl asked excitedly, as one by one D12 slid into the limo beside Eminem, giving weird looks to the penguin he was still holding by the head.

"Hey," Kuniva laughed, pointing at the penguin. "Nice bird."

"ITS A PENGUIN, ITS NOT A BIRD!" The girl in the front seat yelled. "Anyways do you guys remember me?"

"Should we? Did we get you last time we was in boston?" Proof asked, punching the penguin boredly and acting innocent when the girl glared at him.

"Its me... STEPH! THE PENGUIN FROM DETRIOT... I WAS STALKING-" She glanced at Eminem, "I mean, VACATIONING... heh, silly me." She smiled sweetly "And I met you guys and we went to that kewl house with that painter guy..."

Proofs eyes went wide and all the color left Eminems face, and they looked at the rest of D12 who were sitting there, ready to make a break for the limo door. This girl was insane... Proof shook his head. "That guy was NOT a painter...." He sighed.

"Yeah, Victor was funny." She giggled, and stepped on the gas, nearly throwing them all on top of each other with the random spurt of movement from the limo.

"I didnt know limos could burn out..." Kuniva smirked.

"I did." Kon Artis said, matter of factly, and Bizzarre grinned, elbowing him in the side.

"Hey, how come Pauls car is going the other way?" Marshall asked, looking out the window as Pauls truck flew off threw an intersection, towards the hotel they were sent to.

"Oh, hes not part of my plan, hes not important. Dont speak of him." Steph waved a hand carelessly.

"What plan?" Swift asked, looking a little alarmed.

"We are going to the aquarium." Steph explained, turning left after stopping at a stop sign, and pressing the gas she flew down Atlantic Avenue, in the direction of the aqarium.

"Its kind of late, its almost 11 and you know, I think they closed already." Bizzarre said thoughtfully.

"Somehow, I dont think she cares," Proof sighed and sat back against the seat, shaking his head. "And thats the terrifying part."

"Yeah..." Steph nodded. "They closed at 7..."

"We missed it by 4 hours." Marshall growled. "And arent you supposed to take us to the hotel?"

"Okay well.. how are we getting into the aqarium if its closed?" Kuniva asked, starting to get very amused by this.

"Breaking in." Steph said simply.

"We, we have to get back to the hotel, we have a show tommorow..." Eminem sighed.

"Oh yeah... well to bad we cant turn around now.... do you know how hard it is to do a bang a Uey on atlantic ave?" Steph shook her head. "Not to mention how illegal."

"Shes worried about making a U turn, but yet... We can fuckin break into an aqarium..." Kuniva laughed. "I dont know how you cant love this girl." He cleared his throat as his fellow D12 members glared at him, menacingly.

"Why are we breaking into the aquarium, ANYWAY?" Bizzarre asked, yawning.

"Well, my friends stuck in there... Thats all." Steph shrugged.

"Now see? Shes not TOTALLY insane, and shes got her friends' backs-" Kuniva nodded at Proof. "Shes got her reasons..."

"What do we have to do with this, and whys there a penguin in your backseat?" Swift spoke, biting the inside of his cheek nervously. It was a habit he had to knock.

"All these questions will be answered, and more." Steph said, pulling down a sidestreet and turning the limo off.

"What the FUCK. Im tired..." Marshall complained. Kuniva grinned at him. Kuniva always liked hanging out with this, Steph girl. She was crazy, she was insane, she fit right in... He liked having her around. No telling what would happen next.

"Lets go, bring the penguin." Steph whispered, getting out of the limo. The guys opened the door and filed out, wondering why they had to bring this penguin with them.

Marshall, still holding the penguin by the head, jogged to catch up to Steph, who was looking around, and when she saw the way he was holding the penguin, she freaked out.

"DONT HOLD IT LIKE THAT! HOLD IT LIKE YOU WOULD HOLD A REAL PENGUIN!" She shrieked.

He threw his hands up in the air, raising the penguin when he did so, and said exasperatedly. "This IS how I would hold a real penguin."

"What about me? Would you hold me like that?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Id hold you around the neck..." He muttered.

"What?"

"No, of course not, now-" He stopped and his jaw dropped as she punched the aqarium doors, and the glass shattered. What the FUCK? "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOUR REALLY BREAKING IN!"

"Shut UP." She rolled her eyes. "Come on guys." She reached in, unlocked the door and strolled inside. The alarm was going off like crazy, but she walked over to the front desk and opened a little place on the table, flipping a switch that turned the lights on, and the alarm off, and she motioned for them to follow her. They did, carefully stepping over the glass, looking at one another with terrified looks on their faces.

They followed her through another set of glass doors, to a large area with a glass railing and they all looked over the side at the penguin tank, water and rocks all over the place. Dozens of penguins sat on the rocks, some were asleep, some were just sitting, the others were dipping their beaks into the water and fluffing their feathers up.

They stood there for a minute, wondering why she was just standing there looking at these birds, until Kuniva spoke up. "Do you have a thing for birds? Or something?"

"Are they birds? I thought they were fish..." Steph said thoughtfully.

"Their birds..." Marshall grinned as he looked down and watched a penguin hop off the rock into the water, and swim in circles.

"Are you sure? I mean, watch it swim..." Kon Artis pointed.

"See?!" Steph pointed. "Its got fins."

"Those are wings, DUMBASS." Marshall rolled his eyes. "They have feathers, and a beak... They are DEFINATLY birds."

"But then why do they swim?" She tilted her head.

"Do you think they can breath underwater?" Proof furrowed his brow in thought.

"Maybe... If they are in fact fish..." Kuniva shrugged.

"THEY ARE BIRDS!" Eminem exclaimed.

"Yeah yeah," Kuniva waved his hand. "Its starting to look more and more like a fish every minute."

"Look what shes done to us," Eminem looked up at the ceiling and walked backwards. "Shouldnt we like, get out of here before the cops show up?"

"They wont be here for a while. Someone reported a murder a few minutes ago. We have time." Steph grinned innocently.

"There bout to get another murder report if we dont get me back to the hotel.. NOW." Marshall glared, not in the mood to play games.

"Relax man," Bizzarre laughed. "So, wheres your friend?"

"Right there." Steph pointed to a lone penguin on the top of the rocks closest to them. "I think I want that one."

"You want that one? Your friend is a penguin-?" Proof raised an eyebrow. "These things arent pets..." He shook his head.

"Whatever, no one asked you anyways. EMINEM, GIVE ME THAT PENGUIN!" Steph ordered. Eminem trudged over to her and thrust the penguin towards her. She grabbed it and looked at all the guys. "Who has the longest arms?"

Everyone held out their arms and looked around, inspecting each otheres arms. "PROOF DOES!" Kuniva pointed.

"His arms ARE freakishly long," Bizzarre agreed, and Proof narrowed his eyes.

"They are not!" He protested, and Steph nodded.

"Theyre long enough, hold this. She gave the penguin to kuniva, and Grabbed Proofs hand, using her other to hoist herself up on the railing and dangled her feet over towards the penguin tank. "Now, lower me down."

"Lower you down?" Proof grinned. This was fucking ridiculous. "So you wanna go down there with these... penguins?" He shook his head as she nodded and threw herself off the side of the railing. Proofs eyes widened and he bent over, trying not to let go and drop her in the water, although he wasnt sure why that would be a bad thing. Maybe because she was the one driving, and she still had the keys. She put a foot out, and stepped down on the rock. He let go when she could stand, and they watched her bend over, grab the penguin and look up at them.

"ALRIGHT!" She yelled, and they all cringed as it echoed through the whole place. "THROW ME THAT PLASTIC PENGUIN!" She said, reaching up and Kuniva dropped the penguin down. It hit the rocks and rolled down, nearly rolling over a penguin, before it stopped as it hit a rock. She glared at Kuniva, who shrugged and whispered something to Bizzarre and she stood the penguin up on the top of the rock. "NOW HELP US OUT!" She yelled, cradling the penguin and reaching up to Proof.

Proof reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling her up and Kon Artis grabbed the penguin she was holding, and she grabbed Kunivas hand, and they both pulled her up.

When Steph and the penguin were safely on the ground in front of D12, they all stepped back as the penguin began flapping its wings, and water began flying off of it. Steph smiled and set the penguin down.

"And now... " She took a deep breath, smiling as she did.

"Now, we get to go to the hotel, Pauls probably wondering what the fuck happened to us, your gonna be fired..." Eminem glared at her.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO MENTION PAULS FUCKING NAME!" Steph screamed. "And if they fire me, it doesnt matter. I stole this limo, in fact, the real drivers in the trunk. I work at Cumberland Farms." She motioned for the penguin to follow her, and they walked towards the doors, to leave. Eminem looked back at D12, and they all hurried after her, none of them to excited to be caught breaking into the New England Aquarium, stealing a penguin, and replacing it with a plastic one.

Eminem sighed as they all got back into the limo, forgetting about the locked up limo driver in the trunk, that seemed to be the least of anyones cares tonight. Everyone in the limo, with the exception of Steph, the penguin, who was riding up front with her, and Kuniva, who seemed to have enjoyed the nights events, and the company of Steph, just wanted to get to the hotel, and as far away from this, human/penguin, as possible. Little did they know, they could never, EVER escape, Steph.