Chapter 1:

30 minutes after Hoboken Zoo closing time- Souvenir Shop

Dr. Blowhole and the Hoboken zoosters were sitting in a circle in the souvenir shop at the Hoboken Zoo (well, except for Blowhole, because he was on his Segway). Hans the Puffin and Clemson the lemur sat in chairs, while Savio the snake and Rhonda the walrus sat on the floor.

There was a banner posted to the back wall of the shop. The banner read: "Hatred-Against-Skipper Awareness" in bold red letters.

"Tonight's awareness get-together will officially begin now," Dr. Blowhole said to the zoosters. "We are here to talk about that stupid peng-you-in Skipper."

The zoosters nodded to each other in bitter agreement.

"Skipper has been a nuisance to us villains!" Dr. Blowhole continued. "Therefore we, as villains, have the right to speak against this peng-you-in!

"We will all take turns saying what we think about Skipper. We will all have a chance to express ourselves on this topic. However, if the thought of Skipper drives you crazy, then you don't have to say anything, but we would all like to hear from you.

"To tell your story, start by introducing yourselves, then you explain why you hate Skipper. It's that easy, folks."

"I don't know if I should start first or go second," Hans confessed, raising a wing. "Who wants to go first?"

"I'll go first!" Rhonda offered.

"Alright," Dr. Blowhole said, nodding.

Suddenly, the evil dolphin looked around the room and then whispered, "Just make sure Skipper isn't hear inside the gift shop. I don't want another intrusion from that peng-you-in! Ever since he snuck into my birthday party uninvited last night, I've been really suspicious about this zoo."

So the zoosters quickly got up and next every inch of the gift shop. Hans checked around the cashier counter. Clemson hopped to the cash register and opened the till. Rhonda opened the door to the unisex restroom. Savio flipped open several boxes of stuffed animals. None of the zoosters found any sign of Skipper, so they all confirmed that it was okay to resume the awareness meeting.

"Alright, Rhonda. Whenever you're ready," Blowhole said as soon as the zoosters returned to their seats.

"Uh, doc?" Rhonda said. "I might have been kind of harsh when I made that offer. Why don't we draw names? We all write down our names on pieces of paper and throw them into a hat. Then you can draw out a name, and that person can go first."

"Sounds fair to me," Savio pointed out.

"I don't know," Dr. Blowhole said uncertainly. "An idea like this got me betrayed last time."

"But this time there's no betrayal," Rhonda persuaded. "I mean, we're all devoted to you. Right, guys?"

The bad guys nodded in agreement. Blowhole saw that the zoosters were truly his followers and then said, "If you say so, guys."

So all the animals wrote down their name on a piece of paper (except Savio; Dr. Blowhole had to write down Savio's name for him). Next, one by one, they all placed their pieces of paper into a top hat that Blowhole had found near the register.

The dolphin shook up the contents in the hat and then pulled out a piece of paper. The zoosters watched as he read out the name: "Hans."

Hans sat up in his chair, cleared his throat and began his story. "Okay, I'll tell you why I hate Skipper so much."