December 11th 2014
The Hoboken Zoo, NJ
5:00 A.M. Eastern Standard Time
(Skipper's POV)
A lone delivey truck drove up to the front gate of The Hoboken Zoo. A signal box was dropped off and the truck drove away. I quickly lasered my way out of the box and stepped out. "Skipper's Log," I said, "Unannounced to my men I have arrived at The Hoboken Zoo on a secret solo mission." I slid into the Zoo and continued my log, "IPSA agents placed a shipment of weapons to at this zoo…" "There are no weapons Skipper," Hans the puffin replied, "or I would have know about them." I turned off my log and said, "Hans!" "Skipper my old frienemy."
"What are you doing here?" "I live here remember," Hans said, "plus I knew you would show up." "This was not supposed to happen," I said. "Let's say we settle this with mackerel," the puffin replied holding up his preferred fish. "Let's not," I said lasering the head off. "What we always fish fight…aside from that one time." "I am not in the mood since the lead was a dead end," I said, "then I have no reason to fight you."
Hans smiled…not a happy smile but a smile that suggested he knew something that I did not. "How did you really think I knew you would be here?" The sounds of the front gates locking filled the air. "Um…not really," I replied. "I had help from someone you know," Hans said. "Huh?" I said dropping my laser, "Blowhole." "Um…no," Hans replied as a tentacle shot out from the nearest vending machine and warp around me. Why does this seem familiar? The tentacle dragged me into the machine and stuck me on one of the selves. "Hans," I demanded, "who do you work for?" Hans smiles evilly and said, "You know him as Dave."
My eyes widened, "noooo!" A helicopter flew overhead and a claw as lowered to retrive the Vending machine. I hate octopi hopefully my men realize I'm missing by now and come to my aid. The Helicopter turned around and headed for the shore where a certain submarine was waiting. The helicopter hovered over Dave's sub and lowered my prison into the Sub. Once the aircraft deposited the Vending machine it flew off. Meanwhile Blowhole was watching everything, "Showoff," he muttered, "Red One why don't we have a helicopter!" "I have no idea," Red One said, "I put that on your Christmas list." "I hate that octopus."
(End of Chapter One)
