I really don't know where this idea came from. But I am hoping it does not go down in flames. ^/_/^
"We did good today boys," Skipper complimented. They did very good, he wasn't lying to them.
"Well at least we got mort home safely," Private replied exhausted. They had chased mort all over the city. Humans kept picking him up.
"Yeah. I still can't believe Julian flung Mort so far," Kowalski commented in disbelief. Mort had flown over half of the city. And then they had to chase after over twelve humans before they retrieved him on the Manhattan Bridge. It had taken them most of the night.
"Yup," Rico replied. He didn't exactly enjoy running all the way to the bridge and back. It was a long run.
"Well, you did very good. Get some rest boys," Skipper said.
They all went to bed exhausted, glad that Mort was safe and sound. Happily excepting their dreams. Whatever they may be.
"Yes, sleep well Pen-goo-ins," Blowhole muttered evilly, "By sundown tomorrow you will find yourselves out on the streets. And I have the perfect disguise to show you." He was standing on his Segway staring at the screen, watching the quartette sleep soundly. Soon they would see his true power. Ok maybe not his full power. But they'd see just how naïve the humans were, how well the responded to money. It had been so easy to imbed himself in society. Even in the city. People loved him. They knew him as a well-respected, generous, kindly scientist. Although it had made him barf at first, he had gotten used to it. He had given money to people generously. After all he wouldn't really need it later. He knew that the penguins would escape somehow. Return to their natural forms. But while their torment lasted, it would be fun.
Everything was set, ready to go. He had a human identity, background all the way back to the day he was born. His parents died when he was ten, no aunts and uncles. It had taken almost a year to do all that. The human security systems were a pain to hack. But he eventually got it. Skipper, Kowalski, Private and Rico also had identities… They were kids. In the human world they would be. It is how his new potion would make them. Human children. He was going to turn them into kids. He would watch for a few days. Then he'd put up the pictures. He wasn't going to let them just wonder the streets. They would be kids after all. He'd see how they did, then he'd retrieve them. Or someone would retrieve them for him. In the human world, according to the files and such, they were his kids. Adopted of course. If things went according to plan, for once, then he'd have the guys for at least a month if not two or three.
He turned away from the screen and hovered over to a big metal box. Pressing a button on his Segway, Blowhole opened the box revealing four penguins. Skipper, fierce eyes, paranoia, more of a military persona. Kowalski, intelligent, clip board in hand, filled with much needed and unneeded information. Private, Naïve, sweet, innocent. Rico, wild, crazed eyes, Mohawk of feathers atop his head. Each one with metallic internals, and computer chip brains. But unlike the normal robot replicas. These ones had feathers. Real feathers. Real penguin feathers. He didn't know where the crustaceans had gotten them, but they fit perfectly on the metallic bodies. Making it really look like the guys were there.
The zoo wouldn't miss them. In their place would be these perfect replicas. They sounded just like the guys did, talked just like them, walked, fought, interacted, acted, just like the guys did. No one would know the difference. It had taken Blowhole almost a year to create them. To receive every feather that was needed to hide the metal. Enough to hide the metallic texture. Now he had the perfect plan. He wanted them to suffer. For thwarting all of his past plans. They couldn't thwart his plans this time. It was fool proof. Nothing could stop him this time. But proceeding with caution, he only made one dose of the humanizing potion. Enough for him, and the penguins. Then it would be all gone. Any drops would be hunted down and eliminated. So Kowalski had nothing to work with.
Blowhole was going to be smarter this time. He would send one of his Nano bots to slip the potion into their food. When they ate, they'd turn human. But before that, he'd turn himself human. They won't know what hit them.
But he had to wait. Tomorrow wasn't coming soon enough. He hovered around, testing and retesting everything until the sun rose. Then, after turning himself into a human, he sent the Nano bot off to spike the penguins' food.
"Hope you like my little gift Skipper. Neahahahaha!" Blowhole laughed evilly… to mostly himself.
He watched carefully as the Nano bot snuck into the penguins' habitat. But it didn't do what it was supposed to. Instead of spiking the food, the Nano bot put the potion right on their tongues!
Blowhole slapped his face. "Why didn't I think to do that? waking up as humans would be so much more unexpected!" He watched as the penguins grew another foot or two taller, their flippers turning into arms and hands. As that was happening the Nano bot shot out a levitation ray and carefully carried them out to the top of the habitat. Blowhole had to remember to shut it down. It was too smart. Right now its intelligence was a good thing. But later it wouldn't be.
He switched cameras and watched them grow longer legs and human feet. He watched their beaks turn into mouths and noses, and ears appear on the sides of their faces. He watched their faces turn human and watched as their feathers vanished and hair sprouted atop their heads. Rico still had a slight Mohawk, very slight. Private had a normal young boy's hair, short and neat. Skipper's hair was spiked. It had more of a shaggy look to it though. The pikes were medium sized but the top of his head was flat, most of the spikes came down around his ears, eyes and neck, there were a few that sprouted on the top of his head, but those curved downwards as well. Kowalski's hair hugged his head. They were all wearing cloths too. All had jeans, a short sleeved shirt, a light jacket, socks, shoes (except Skipper who had boots), and, or so Blowhole hoped, underwear. The shirts, jackets, jeans, and sneakers were different colors. Rico was wearing a navy blue shirt, with a black jacket, a faded blue jeans and dark blue sneakers. Private was wearing a light green shirt with a white jacket light blue jeans and superman sneakers. Skipper was wearing a camouflage shirt with a leather jacket and army boots. Blowhole didn't know they made army boots that would fit a child. Skipper's jeans were dark green in color; he had a military look to him. He was an avid fighter after all. Kowalski had an orange stripped shirt, with a blue jacket, regular jeans, and white sneakers. He also had glasses.
They all looked perfect to Blowhole. Rico looked around the age of seven, Private looked six, Skipper looked eight, and Kowalski ten. Now all he had to do was wait for them to wake up, or get thrown out, so he could put their perfect replicas in the zoo. It seemed like he had waited a lifetime when Alice appeared in the corner of the screen. And she didn't look happy.
Gasp! I didn't know how Blowhole laughed, but it always sounded like he said Neahahaha, to me. Anyway hoped you liked it! R&R!
