Me: New chapter! Oh hey, I forgot to explain on thing in the last chapter PDA means Public Display of Affection. Skipper stop giving me the evil eye it's not going to change the story.
Skipper: You will pay for it!
Me: Go cry a river.
Skipper: I do not cry. Crying is for girls and sissies.
Me: (rolls eyes) Riiiiiiight. Shut up and enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 4
Blowhole was swimming in the ocean.
Crystal was watching him.
"Don't swim out too far!"
"I won't mother!" he called.
He did flips and jumps to entertain her. She clapped flippers.
"That was wonderful baby!"
Blowhole smiled.
"Thank you mother."
He backed up and torpedo through the water.
He jumped up and flipped out of the water.
Splash!
A large wave of water fell back into the ocean.
"Mother did you see that?" he asked, turning his head to look at her.
She was gone.
"Mother? Mother?" He called.
Blood was laying in the water, surronding him.
"Mother! Mother!" he called desperatly.
A deep laughter appeared out of nowhere.
"Wh-who's there? Mother is that you?" He asked.
He looked around and saw her body, laying upside in the water.
"Mother!" he exclaimed.
He swam over to her flipping her over.
"Mother! Mother wake up please! Don't leave me! Mother!"
"She can't save you now son." A voice hissed.
"No!" he cried in shock. "Mother? Mom? Mommy? Mommy? Wake up for me please?"
He nudged her body.
"Mother please wake up!"
The voice laughed.
"Mother please stay! I need you! Mother! Moooootttthhhheeeeeerrrrrr!"
Blowhole jolted awake, panting.
A thought crossed his mind. Causing him to panic.
"Mother! Mother!" He called.
Crystal ran into his room.
She jumped on his bed, hugging him.
"Shhh. It's okay I'm right here."
"Y-you weren't moving. Bl-blood everywhere. A-a voice."
"Shh, it was just a bad dream. I'm fine see?"
He looked at her fearfully then rubbed his head against her.
"I thought I lost you." he whimpered.
"Honey, you can never lose me. I will always be with you even if I'm not here."
"How?" He asked skeptically.
"In your heart." She placed her right flipper on his heart. "Keep that in mind and you'll never lose me sweetie."
"But how can that..."
"Victor." Her voice was firm but soft. "There are many things that we can't explain. Like how the universe was formed. But one things for sure, no matter how big the unverse is, a mother's love will be always be greater."
He was quite, thinking of what she said.
"Now my little angle it's time for you to go back to bed..."
"No!"
She looked at him.
"Something wrong sweetie?"
He sighed.
"Mother, my dream, you don't think it could be a warning do you?"
"Maybe. Don't worry about it. I'll talk to a friend of mine who's an expert in this division. Now try to get some sleep baby."
"I'll try mother."
"That's good enough. Good night." she kissed him.
"Good night mother."
Blowhole let of a moan when he rolled into the main control room.
That dream really screwed his mind up last night.
He rubbed his forehead.
"Doc! Doc!"
"What?" he demanded.
The lobster calling him jumped.
"I-I was just gonna tell you we are three days ahead of schedule."
"And?"
"And your mother cleared you schedule."
"She what?"
Crystal waddled into the room.
"Mother did you clear my schedule?" he ordered.
"What? No 'good morning mother'?"
He did a face-palm (or flipper?).
"Good morning mother and WHY DID YOU CLEAR MY SCHEDULE?"
She gave a coy smile.
"Oh sweetie. You and your schedule. You need to relax, enjoy life. Stress is going to be the death of you."
"Mother." he growled.
"Oh sweetie relax."
"Relax mother? This is important to me! How can I be an evil genuis if I can't do any evil?"
"Oh baby, there's plenty of time to be evil. You need to stop and smell the flowers."
"Smell the flowers? Mother I'm trying to take over the world!"
"But taking over the world is such a big job for someone who's so little..."
"I'm not a little kid anymore mother! Will you give it..."
"U-uh doc?"
"What?" He exclaimed.
"Th-the penguins had contacted you. They wish to speak to your mother."
"Oh a message for me? We'll continue our conversation in a little bit." she told him.
"Mother!"
"Don't you 'Mother' me young man. Now mind your manners."
"But mother!"
"Victor!" she scowled.
He shut his mouth.
She looked at the screen.
"Hello boys. Sleep well?" she asked.
"Affermitive madam." Skipper replied.
"Just like a baby." Kowalski replied.
"I wish the same was for Victor. The poor little thing had a nightmare." she cooed sweetly at her son.
"Mother." he growled in a threatning tone.
Skipper started laughing.
"God Blowhole! I didn't think you of all creatures would be a mama's boy!"
"I am not a mama's boy!"
"From what I hear I think it's a different situtation."
Blowhole's cheeks were red, an angry expression on his face.
"Excuse me, while I plan on squee-ee-e-e-e-e-zing the life of my stress pen-gu-in. And I'll imagining I'm stra-a-a-a-a-angling you Skipper."
He turned his Segway around and rolled back to his room.
"Well Crystal we called because we have the results of our DNA test." Kowalski replied.
"And?" she asked.
"We are a match!" He exclaimed.
"Wonderful! I'll tell Victor!" she replied.
"No need to. How about we make it a surprise?" Kowalski suggested.
"Perfect! I think my little boy needs some cheering up and this would be perfect."
"I don't think that'll be a good idea miss. Doc doesn't like things that aren't in his schedule." a lobster told her.
"Oh what's a little surprise going to do? He'll be thrilled!"
"I don't know. The last time someone threw him a surprise... let's just say it didn't end well."
"What didn't end well Red One?"
"Who's there? Oh doc. U-uh your mother...she..."
"I just wanted to tell you I had invited these nice boys for fish and tea."
"Mother!"
"Oh Victor. It'll be nice to catch up with my fellow species."
"But mother! They're my mortal enemies!"
"Victor! That is enough. I don't know what has got in into you. You never acted this way before. I'd expect you to be more polite."
"But mother!"
"No more buts. Now behave or I'll make sure you won't be sceeming agianst humans again you understand?"
"Yes mother."
"Good. I'll see you boys in a little bit."
The screen went blank.
Blowhole crossed his flippers, pouting.
"Oh Victor. It'll only be for an hour or two. Now go eat breakfast and clean yourself up."
"Yes mother."
He growled as he went to the kitchen unit.
"Note to self: NEVER let mother video chat with the pen-gu-ins ever agian." he told himself as he grabbed a fish to eat.
Me: Yea I know, not my best chapter. But how cute is it that Blowhole has a nightmare of his mom?
Private: Cute? You call that cute? That was scarier then when I hanged out with those badagers!
Me: Okay so it was a little scary, but it's a nightmare Private.
Skipper: Nightmare, Smightmare. At least I get to see Blowhole act like a little kid. I even got pictures!
Kowalski: Yes seeing Blowhole in his most embarrassing moments is quite a sight.
Me & Rico: Review please!
