"What are you doing here?!" Blowhole snarled. Julian scamped out the open door, but Blowhole cornered Private. A familiar clown head rose from its resting place on his segway, and Blowhole fired the beam of forgetfulness. Luckily, though, Private barely manged to dodge, and he tumbled across the room.
"CC! LEXII" he cried. "IF THERE WAS ANY TIME YOU WERE NEEDED, ITS NOW!" He kept dodging blast after blast. Blowhole, annoyed, swapped weapons, and started shooting a tranquilizer, dart-gun at him. He shot Private in the wing, and he fell over. Private's vision began to get blurry, and the last thing he saw was Blowhole sneering over him, before blackness completly sourrounded him.
CC and Lexii, though, seemingly, unconsious to what was going on, had watched intently. For a moment, after the little penguins was shot, CC felt she recognised him. She shook the thought away. How could she know him, anyway? She and Lexii turned to Blowhole for orders.
"What are we to do for you, sir?" they asked in unison.
"First of all, little pen-gyu-in, you take this thing out of the room, and dispose of him." He pointed to Private, who was completly unconsious. CC saluted, and dragged Private out of the room, by his flippers. Blowhole turned to Lexii.
"You find the lemur," he ordered. Lexii, too, saluted, and exited the room.
Two lobsters scuttled in, Red 23, and Red 7.
"Doc, doesn't that invention only have a temporary effect on its victims?" Red 23 asked.
"Yes," Blowhole replied, cooly.
"Aren't you worred it'll stop before they've carried out your orders to get rid of the penguin and lemur?" Red 7 added.
"Not at all," Blowhole smirked. "It'll have enough time for them to dipsose of them, then I shall finish the girls off." He wheeled out of the room. "Trust me, boys. All is going according to plan!" And he laughed evilly, and closed the door.
"CC! LEXII" he cried. "IF THERE WAS ANY TIME YOU WERE NEEDED, ITS NOW!" He kept dodging blast after blast. Blowhole, annoyed, swapped weapons, and started shooting a tranquilizer, dart-gun at him. He shot Private in the wing, and he fell over. Private's vision began to get blurry, and the last thing he saw was Blowhole sneering over him, before blackness completly sourrounded him.
CC and Lexii, though, seemingly, unconsious to what was going on, had watched intently. For a moment, after the little penguins was shot, CC felt she recognised him. She shook the thought away. How could she know him, anyway? She and Lexii turned to Blowhole for orders.
"What are we to do for you, sir?" they asked in unison.
"First of all, little pen-gyu-in, you take this thing out of the room, and dispose of him." He pointed to Private, who was completly unconsious. CC saluted, and dragged Private out of the room, by his flippers. Blowhole turned to Lexii.
"You find the lemur," he ordered. Lexii, too, saluted, and exited the room.
Two lobsters scuttled in, Red 23, and Red 7.
"Doc, doesn't that invention only have a temporary effect on its victims?" Red 23 asked.
"Yes," Blowhole replied, cooly.
"Aren't you worred it'll stop before they've carried out your orders to get rid of the penguin and lemur?" Red 7 added.
"Not at all," Blowhole smirked. "It'll have enough time for them to dipsose of them, then I shall finish the girls off." He wheeled out of the room. "Trust me, boys. All is going according to plan!" And he laughed evilly, and closed the door.