Onde Fez Você Vai (attn://Panchito)

[Jose Carioca]

Ze had been walking around Duckburg for a bit, listening and asking for any sign of his red-feathered friend. So far he had turned up nothing.

With a short sigh he flopped onto a bench, leaning his elbows on his knees.

"Where can that Gallo be..." he glanced at the moon and shook his head, standing up and spinning his umbrella as he started walking again.

There was no time to wait around, Donald said that they were needed.

[panchito]

*Without the ability to laugh, this has turned the once happy rooster into...well...a pretty depressed chicken. He sat at a mexican restaurant in Duckburg, staring into a glass of tequila. He sighs, the expression on his face pretty grim.*

¿Por qué no puedo reírme yo?* Is somethings to be wrong with me? I'm usually so happy...but I have lost the wills to laugh...

((* = "Why can't I laugh?"))

[Jose Carioca]

Ze sighed, leaning against an alley wall. REally this was all getting to be a very big hassel! So many places that his rooster friend could be but still! No where! He could not find the red feathered bird.

"Caray! I am to be looking everywhere! Still, no Panchi." He tsked and put out the butt of the cigar and glanced up at the bar sigh across the street. Eh, perhaps he could change tactics and ask other people to find Panchi for him.

So decided, the parrot ambled across the street, twirling his umbrella casually before using it to push open the door. Then nearly dropping it when he spotted a very big and very familiar hat.

"Panchito?!"