As would happen on a regular day Kowalski was tinkering in his lab. No one even looked up when he yelled ureka. No one even flinched when the yell was followed by an explosion. The explosion was followed by an exasperated sigh. Kowalski walked from his lab singed black and smoking. He stood in front of his friends.

"Oh hey Kowalski." Skipper said dealing some cards.

Kowalski sighed. "I give up." He said raising his flippers.

Private paused his show. Rico stopped brushing his dolls hair. The room got quiet.

"Give what up?" Skipper said shuffling his cards.

"Inventing. Science. Life."

Skipper gave him a look. "Did that last explosion knock a screw loose in your brain?"

"No Skipper it knocked something straight."

"But Science is your life! It's your stiche!" Private cried. Rico nodded violently, agreeing with Private.

"Not anymore. Now it's nothing." He said waddling over to his bunk. "I'm nothing." He said burying his head in his pillow.

The rest of the team shared a worried look. They shrugged and left him to sulk for a couple hours, but unable to stop thinking about him they all ended up in the HQ looking and feeling worried.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" Private asked.

"Sure he will! This is Kowalski we're talking about! He lives for science! He'll snap out of this...some how..." Skipper said with fadeing confidence.

Rico and Private hung their heads.

Skipper sighed."The way I see it we just need to help him out of the slums. Any ideas?"

Rico jummped up and down grunting. "Ooh ooh!"

"Sounds like a plan."

"I don't think thats-." Private started.

"Of course it is! I'm sure that'll work! Go get'm Rico!"

"Oh dear..."

Rico waddled over to Kowalski and grabbed him. Trew him into his lab and locked the door. He brushed off his flippers and smirked at his teamates.

Inside his lab Kowalski just sat expressionless. He could go over the figures in his head to tell him when he'd get hungry or need to use the rest room, but that would involve science. Something he'd failed at. He crawled into a corner and looked depressed.

After the others had gone to sleep Private snuck into the lab. "Kowalski?"

"Go away."

"What happend? Why did you give up?"

"I've taken all the failure I can. I'm done."

"What were you making?"

"An anti love formula. To cure my Doris problem."

"Did it work?"

"Yeah, but it expolded." Kowalski said.

"How is that a failure? Most of the things you build blow up."

"Don't remind me." He said curling away.

"Why would you make somthing like that?"

"So no one could hurt me anymore."

"But Kowalski-."

"Private!" Skipper yelled from the main room.

"Oops gotta go!" Private yelled dashing out of the lab.