He had watched since the Beginning. The Creation of all things, from a dead, sea-covered earth, to a thriving earth to the dying earth it is now. He had seen the birth of all things and the death of them all. Nothing escaped his impassive gaze. Nothing ever knew about him either. Well, nothing was supposed to know. But something did.

Frank sighed as he went about his daily business. It was so boring. Fishing all day, then pottering back to the town to feed the young 'un. Not that a penguin's life was ever that exciting. "SQWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIK!!!!" Frank rolled his eyes (as much as a penguin can) as his daughter, Ermitrecamille demanded every last ounce of his and Mallietta's attention. He decided it was just too much. He called on the watcher, and drawing on his powers, he whipped Sanzo's harisen from his coat pocket (where did that come from o.O?) and commenced whacking Ermitrecamille over the head. "ITAI!!!!" Everyone turned into erasers and started bouncing everywhere. Then all the lovely birds in the meadow came into the scene.

And the universe exploded.

~Owari~