Ugh, I have no personal life what-so-ever; all my free time is spent on FF. Sorry 'bout the random line in the middle of last chapter. It just showed up and I couldn't figure out how to get rid of it, so just ignore it! Thanks to Captain Cynthia, hipturtle15, musicluver99.8 , crazyone256, and EeveeRoseRunner for awesome reviews. Here's your bubble money (It all pops as soon as I give to you) Uh, no refunds! And to EeveeRoseRunner, I fixed the problem you pointed out in your review (it was supposed to say 'two humans who got kidnapped by a diabolical dolphin and turned into penguins'), thanks for letting me know!

Disclaimer- Ik heb geen eigen pinguïns van Madagascar (I don't own Penguins of Madagascar in dutch)

Chapter 4: Interrogations

It was the same penguins from earlier. We were in the some kind of concrete bunker. In a corner there were four bunks with a single pillow and a folded up blanket each. Next to it was a ladder that led somewhere I couldn't see. Looking out a window I noticed... water? What the heck? Were we under water?

The tallest penguin walked over and attached helmets to our heads and minuscule suction-cup sensors to various parts of our bodies. He paused at my neck.

"What're those collars for?" He asked curiously

I sighed "They're shock collars."

I heard Private gasp and the mohawk penguin mumble out something angrily that I didn't quite catch. The penguin in front of me looked, well, for lack of a better term, shocked.

"They also worked as some kind of animal translator because, after Blowhole put them on, we could understand him."

The penguin's face then turned from shock to intrigued as he muttered something like "...take it apart later."

"Alright, enough chit-chat. Let's get down to business!" The leader barked out.

"Yes sir!" The tallest penguin answered back, right as he flipped on the machine that was attached to our helmets and sensors.

"All systems are go, Skipper." The tall penguin confirmed as he got out his clipboard.

"Right. First question, what are your full names?" The leader asked while giving us a stare down.

Mary answered first "Marybelle Tinker Jensen. But call me Mary."

"True." The tall penguin confirmed.

"And you?" The leader asked. All eyes were on me. I gulped.

"Aly Miyako Jensen"

The machine beeped "False" The tall penguin said.

The leader got real close to my face, his piercing blue eyes burning holes into mine "Alright spy, what's your real name? Don't make me send Rico on you!"

The penguin with the mohawk laugh maniacally as he upchucked a stick of dynamite. Ok, that's scary, gross, and cool all at the same time.

"Ka-boom!" He shouted eagerly.

"Aly just tell the your real name!" Mary said in annoyance.

"I don't like my real name. It's stupid!" I defended.

"Neither do I, but I still told them my real name!"

She had a point. I sighed in frustration.

"Fine," I said defeated "My real name is Alyssa Miyako Jensen. But, ever call me Alyssa, and I kick you into next week."

The leader raised an eyebrow while the tall penguin said "True." Mary laughed out loud.

"Alright then. How are you two related? Are you sisters?"

"Cousins." We said at the time.

"True"

"Where are you from?"

"Montana." We said together, again.

"True"

"What're you doing in New York?"

I answered "Visiting Mary's Aunt from her mom's side for the summer"

"True"

"How did you meet Blowhole?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but Mary beat me to it. "Well, yesterday was our first day in New York, so we decided to tour the streets. When it got late we decided to head back. We were doing fine until Aly tripped and saw something shiny in an alley," She spat the word shiny "And wanted to investigate. I reluctantly agreed and we walked down the alley. Unfortunately that's where Blowhole's trap was. We were knocked unconscious and brought to his lair. You know the rest."

"True"

"Are you spies?"

"No." Mary answered and I just rolled my eyes.

"True"

"Have you ever been to Denmark?"

"What? No." I answered

"True"

"Do you know anyone from Denmark or are you related to anybody from Denmark?"

"What's with all the Denmark questions? And no." Mary replied.

"True"

"Are you, or have you ever been a hippie?"

"No man."I said like a hippie. I was having way to much fun with this.

"True"

The leader sighed "Last question: Did you hurt Private?"

"No!" We both shrieked

"Ok, let them go." The leader ordered.

"Yay!" Private cheered as he rushed over to me and begun undoing my bounds. The tall penguin untied Mary.

As soon as I was free from the chair, I stood up and stretched. Man that felt good. Now that I was able to move about freely, I looked at Private and assessed hi injuries. His flipper was wrapped up, possibly just a sprain. He had a large bandage on his head; I guessed that was were all the blood came from, head wounds always bleed a lot. I would know. Finally I met his eyes and noticed he was staring at me with a deep frown.

"What?" I asked, confused. Mary came to stand next to me.

"Kowalski, can we please address their wounds now?" Oh yeah. I forgot I was bleeding. How typical.

The tall penguin looked at the leader in a questioning way.

"Go ahead." He sighed. I could tell he really didn't want us here.

The tall penguin then gestured for Mary and I to follow him into the next room with Private in tow. The room was a laboratory that had beakers full of colorful chemicals, blueprints, and random inventions scattered around.

In the corner of the room sat two large metal tables with wheels, which the penguin told us to sit on. As he started to clean my head wound, I decided to ask a few questions that had bugging me. Besides, they owed me.

"Hey," I started "Can I ask you a few questions?"

He paused, rag in hand, as he considered this.

"I don't think it'll matter, as long as you don't ask for any classified information."

"Agreed. So, what are your guys' names? All I have so far is Privates." I said pointing to Private, who was standing off to the side. He smiled meekly.

"Well, my name's Kowalski, the one with the scar and mohawk is Rico, and the one who led the interrogation was Skipper."

I smiled warmly at him. He put a bandage on my head and moved on to cleaning one of the various cuts on my body.

"Thanks Kowalski. So, where are we, anyway?"

He put some rubbing alcohol on a clean cotton swab "This is going to sting a little," I nodded and sucked in a sharp breath as the cotton swab made contact with my cut.

"And to answer your question, we're in the penguin habitat at the Central Park Zoo."

"Really?" Mary asked, surprised. Kowalski nodded.

For the next five minutes Kowalski answered a many questions from Mary and I, with the occasional interruption from Private. We learned who Blowhole was and why he hated humans, the whole penguin commando thing, and a little about the zoo. By the time he was done explaining, he was done with me and had moved onto Mary. Luckily, she only had a few cuts a bruises.

"I think it's really cool that you protect all the other zoo animals" Mary proclaimed.

Kowalski smiled and looked Mary dead in the eye "It's all part of the job ma'am"

Mary looked down and suddenly found her foot very interesting. By the expression on her face, I could tell that if she were still human, she'd be blushing right now. I made a metal note to talk to her about that later.

"Alright, I'd say you girls are good to go. Just take it easy for the next week or so." Kowalski announced.

"I don't think that's possible for Aly," Mary remarked jokingly.

"Yeah I haven't met my monthly quota yet." I agreed. We both laughed. Kowalski and Private just looked confused.

I jumped off the table and made my way to the main room. Mary, Private, and Kowalski followed me. There I saw Skipper sitting at the table drinking coffee with a sardine in it- ew- and Rico sitting in a corner polishing a weapon. I made my way to Skipper. He was watching me suspiciously the whole time.

"So Skipper- oof!" All I saw was a black-and-white lightning flash before I was pinned onto the wall. A loud smack! sound echoed throughout the room as my back made contact with the concrete wall. I cried out in pain. Suddenly all eyes were on us.

"Skippah! Why did you do that!" Private cried out in anguish.

Ignoring Private, Skipper looked me dead in the eye "How did you learn our names, spy!"

I wasn't going to show him my fear, for fear is a sign of weakness, so I swallowed it and answered boldly "Kowalski told me."

Skipper broke his eye contact with me to look at Kowalski questioningly. Kowalski nodded sheepishly, and Skipper groaned.

"Kowalski we don't away personal information to enemies! Rico!" He ordered. Rico got up, walked over to Kowalski, and slapped him, hard. Then Skipper released me.

Mary was pissed "What was that for? Why did you even call her a spy? I thought we told you we weren't spies! Wasn't that the whole point of the lie detector test?"

Skipper looked a little taken back, but that was quickly replaced with his paranoid composure. "I don't trust humans and I especially don't trust girls. The last time Manfredi and Johnson trusted girls they almost ended up baked at 350 degrees and severed with a side of sushi!"

Mary was about to answer, but I quickly interjected before a fight could insure "We'll be out of your hair- I mean, feathers- as soon as we turn back into humans." I promised.

Skipper seemed to weigh this in his head "Kowalski, how long until you can build a ray that will turn these humans back into humans?"

Kowalski whipped out an abacus and began making calculations "If I reverse-engineer the shock collars using the photoelectric effect..."

"English, man, in English!"

Kowalski sighed "...about three months"

"Three months?" I echoed, shocked. Kowalski nodded sadly. I sank down to the ground. Three months. Three months without anybody knowing where I was or if I was safe. God, everybody probably thought I was dead or something. Three months. I heard Mary ask Kowalski if he could try and get her collar off. He agreed and they went into the lab. Suddenly I decided I needed some alone time to think about this.

"How do I get outside?" I asked Private quietly.

He saw the solemn look in my eyes, and silently pointed to the ladder next to the bunks. Without saying another word, I walked to the ladder and climbed outside. But not before a single tear fell down my face.

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Violets are blue,

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