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Skipper and the others were surprised and angry when Alice and her assistant came to the habitat carrying six penguin babies.

"What did they do?" Skipper groaned. The chicks were surprised to suddenly be back in their habitat. Omega was fast asleep.

"Okay, now that we have them all," Alice was saying, "we can decide who goes."

"Well if we send the babies, we'll need to send an adult, too," the assistant told her.

"Right, so we can't just send all the young ones, and keep our original four," Alice agreed. "Where are we sending them again?"

"Bronx," the assistant replied. "And Hoboken."

"The Bronx's a run-down old zoo," Alice protested.

"Better than Hoboken."

"Touché. How about this; send the one with the bow, the flat-headed one, and the one with the scarred beak, to Hoboken, send the baby, the feisty one, and the tall one to the Bronx Zoo, and keep the other four."

"Sounds good to me," the assistant agreed. "I'll grab the crates."

"Daddy, what's going on?" Gracie asked, hugging Private, holding onto his flipper. Private looked down at her with sad eyes. When he and the team were at the office the previous night, they had Phil and Mason read some email from the Bronx Zoo, and Hoboken Zoo saying they would each accept three of their penguins. Skipper said to keep this hush-hush from the chicks, and sent them to Marlene's to keep them from Alice that day, but now that it was happening, Private wasn't sure he should keep it a secret anymore.

"I'm afraid they've decided they can't keep all of us anymore," Skipper said, just as Private was about to answer. "They said they can only keep four of us now, since you little ones are growing, and have decided to give some of us to the Bronx Zoo, and the Hoboken Zoo." He shuddered as he said the last two words.

"What?!" Ace and Cam exclaimed simultaneously. "Where are they sending who?"

"Well, the one with the bow is obviously Gracie," Cleo said matter-of-factly. "The scarred one is Rico, and the flat-headed one is you, Skipper. You're all going to the Hoboken Zoo. The feisty one I would suspect would be referring to you, Cam, and the baby is obviously Omega. The tall one is Dad. And the rest, me, Ace, Rusty, and Private, will be staying."

"So we won't even be staying with our own dads?" Rusty groaned. "Aw, man!"

"Everyone, calm down," Cam said. "I know what to do." As Alice and her assistant entered with the crates, she jumped up, and bit the assistant hard on the arm.

"Ouch!" he cried. "Yo, Alice. Here's the feisty one." He yanked her off, and dropped her into a crate.

"That sure worked," Ace said, rolling his eyes. Omega was an easy catch, and after some running around for Kowalski, all the birds headed for Bronx were packed up, and ready to go. Gracie clung to Private, but eventually had to let go. As soon as Skipper was in the crate next to her, she clung to him, instead. Rico put up a fight, but was unsuccessful in avoiding them completely.

"Don't worry!" Skipper said, punching his fist into his flipper. "We'll figure out a way to get back!"

"What do we do with the others?" Alice asked after the truck drove away.

"Put 'em with the otter," her assistant replied. "Won't hurt 'em."

"What?" Private said unhappily. "We don't even get to stay in our own habitat?" Ace shook his head, sighing.

Being stuffed in a box was not at all a pleasant experience for Cam. She couldn't move around. Surely they had gotten a crate too small for this purpose!

"No," Kowalski said when she pointed it out. "These boxes are usually for four penguins." Omega slept the whole trip, but when they finally arrived, he woke up to new sights and smells.

"Great," Cam sighed. "Just great…"

"Why couldn't have I been transferred with Daddy, or even Ome?" Gracie whimpered, lying on her side in the crate.

"I-unno," Rico grunted. "I 'ish I 'as 'ans'erred 'ih 'Usty."

"The twins don't even get to be together," Gracie continued. "I mean, can't Alice see how identical they are?"

"I don't think that heartless mammal even cares," Skipper said darkly, his flat brow furrowing.

"If I were a worker at the zoo, I'd see that all the animals' needs were taken care of," Gracie said decidedly, folding her flippers, and promptly yawning. She soon drifted off to sleep. When they arrived, they could see this zoo wasn't nearly as nice as their zoo.

"Hoboken," Skipper hissed. "How I hate it…"

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