A/N: And we are finally back guys! Sorry for no chapters last week; the holidays made me feel too lazy to write anything, but today, I have three chapters from three different stories ready to be posted! YAY! Well, remember the deciphering of the chunk of weirdness? Well, a few have sent in correct entries and I will now add their names here. Plus, a few have practically solved the riddle, so I will display their scores!

Honorary Penguin-Pen Code Breakers:

-alexia1012

-POMCPH2OLover

-vdademj93

-randomfanfictioner01

Elite Riddle Solvers:

-POMCPH2OLover; 3 and a half (You solved the hardest one as well!)

-randomfanfictioner01; 3 and a half (Plus hardest one, but I won't tell you which, or which answer is the correct one cause you gave a few, but we'll find out at the end…)

And these are the authors who have decoded and/or solved the riddle! Congratulations to y'all! You are all awesome and out-of-the-box thinkers, or just good at solving riddles. Anyway, here in this chapter, three of those things will be revealed, plus the correct translation of the riddle (with the hidden punctuation marks). ENJOY!

Chapter 6:

When Carnival Attacks

The events from before replayed in his head, like a memory trying to get out, clawing its way into the real world. It hurt more than the numbness he could feel physically. But, his memory continued on playing from where it had abruptly stopped.

Flashback POV (First Person POV):

"MANFREDI!" I yelled as a huge chunk of rock landed on Manfredi, pinning him down by his right foot. He screamed in pain as I ran to get the rock of him. Johnson ran to help as well as soon as he snapped out of his daze.

"Don't move! We'll get this thing off you...before...you...know it!" I assured as I tried lifting the rock off. It weighed a few tons, and even with Johnson's help, it wouldn't even budge. Manfredi yelped in pain as the pressure on his foot fluctuated each time we tried lifting it.

"GO! SAVE YOURSELVES! I'LL...URGH! I'll be alright!" he tried, but we didn't listen.

"We're not leaving without you!" offered Johnson. "No penguin left behind!" The roof of the structure was crumbling fast and we all needed to get out of there, fast.

"It's no use! It won't budge!" Manfredi was right. The rock wouldn't move one bit. But we couldn't leave Manfredi behind, not now, not ever. "Go! Take this, and just go!" he continued, passing us the talisman. Then, I had an idea, but it wasn't pretty.

"Manfredi, I've got an idea, but you wouldn't like it," I said, knowing his reaction would be to deny it. He gestured me to continue as the rubble fell around us. "We're gonna have to...cut off your leg..."

His face went pale, despite the white feathers that hid it. But, against all odds, he said 'do it'. It scared me. Was he serious? Maybe it was because he knew it was our only choice if we wanted to get out alive.

I took out the ice pick we had with us and raised it above his mangled leg. Johnson covered his eyes, not wanting to see it, while Manfredi focused his attention at me. I almost couldn't do it, but before I could change my mind, the pick swung straight down with excessive force.

"HOLY MOTHER OF HERRING AND HALIBUT! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

Normal POV:

Skipper shot up from his position in his bunk, taking a huge gasp of air. Everyone awoke from his; Chris literally fell over from the cinder block he sat on. They all rushed to him, only to find he was knocked unconscious again after slamming his head on the bunk's ceiling.

"Their conditions are getting worse," said Ash as she looked at the life-support machines. "I really hope Josh and the rest could find a way to fix this soon..."

[1 Day since incident - 1417 hours New York Time]

"Finally! We got something!" I said as we translate the last part of the writing. From what can now read, it was a riddle that may be clues to how we can make the cure, if it was one. We read aloud:

Five days is all you have to seek,

the five things you will have to keep.

The first is often seen at play,

it's usually when you start the day.

A tear of the gracefuls of the sea,

restores the victim's stolen glee.

Mix in the predator's crimson red,

to help the cursed ones off the bed.

Next thing you'll need to rid the curse,

is the oldest ice on Earth.

Now all that's left's to prove the bond,

before the fifth day's light of dawn.

"Ok, so anyone knows what any of this means?" I asked, trying to decipher it myself. "Cause if I decipher it right, the first two lines mean we have five days to find five things..."

Hans then pointed at the fifth and sixth lines. "I think this means a tear from a graceful creature that lives in the sea..." he said. "But what is the graceful creature they are referring to?"

Bagel then interjected. "Dolphins," he said. "Dolphins are the most graceful creatures of the sea, as what humans have marked them as..." he added with confidence.

"Makes sense. How about the rest?" I asked, my eyes glancing at each one of us.

"Predator's crimson red. Crimson red is the colour of blood. And because we are penguins, as well as Skipper and Kowalski, we are looking at leopard seal blood..." Manfredi guessed. "That or we could try for Orca blood. That's all I could make out..." he added.

Ernie then pointed at the ninth and tenth lines. "This is obviously Antarctic ice. Where else can you get ice any older than the time of the dinosaurs?" he asked rhetorically. A moment of silence passed before we all nodded at the inference.

I then stood up from the translated text. "Well, we've got the dolphin tears, cause I bet Doris is crying over Kowalski as we speak, so all we need now is the leopard seal blood, which I know exactly how we can get, and a chunk of ancient Antarctic ice..." I said. "Oh, and of course the other two we haven't figured out..."

"Perfect. Call the rest back," Manfredi said before I took out my walkie talkie. "We've got four more days before the inevitable, so we better get moving..."

Private's POV:

I never knew Carnival was so entertaining! I just can't imagine what it would be like at night! The lights, the floats, the performers! Oh, it was a dream come true! I finally seen a REAL Carnival, in Rio! Now, the next thing on my list is to see the Northern lights.

"Loud and clear. What is it Josh? Uh huh...uh huh...alright, we're on our way," Nick suddenly said from the bleachers we sat under. There weren't any seats left; even animals were sitting in them. Dogs, birds of all kinds and other animals sat along with the humans. The world's a funny place I guess.

"What did Josh say?" I asked curiously.

"He said we should start heading back now. They think they know what to do to help Skipper and Kowalski," she explained. Rico whined in disappointment, wanting to stay and watch the rest of the Carnival. Johnson and I nodded in response, Rico nodding in defeat right after.

Then, something caught my eye. I thought I was imagining things when I turned to see what I may have seen, but there was nothing there. Then I saw it again. Something was moving so fast and silently that I thought it was a ghost. "Let's go," I asked anxiously.

Third Person POV:

"Oh, so they are here," said Scarlet as she spied on four figures sitting under some bleachers. She and Jade were hiding out in one of the Carnival floats, knowing one of them would surely want to watch Carnival.

She evilly gazed at a griffin prop on the float she was on. "Let's send them a gift from the Chinstrap Sisters, shall we?" She muttered some words at the prop and it started moving. "Destroy them," she said plainly, pointing at the figures. The animated griffin prop then ran at lightning speeds towards the figures.

Normal POV:

"Come on guys. We'll meet up with them outside," Manfredi said right after I finished calling the rest to meet up. The next place we had to go to was Antarctica, and that would take two and a half days by boat, so we shouldn't waste anymore time.

Manfredi started for the entrance and we followed close behind, but a tap on the shoulder halted me. I turned to meet the face of Bagel, who was holding out a small book. "Take this," he started. I took it from his paw and looked at it. It looked similar to the book before but it was a penguin-sized pocketbook.

"It's a book of spells that may be useful on your journey. Don't worry, it's not black magic, but a good kind of magic. Just follow it exactly and it should work."

I thanked him and followed after the rest, who were waiting impatiently at the entrance. "I hope my judgment is right," Bagel said to himself. "He looks just like the one in the prophecy."

[1 Day, 1 Hour since incident - 1524hours New York Time]

"Where are they?" asked Ernie. We had been waiting for at least half an hour but the four were still nowhere to be seen. I tried contacting them with the walkie talkie, but all we got was static. That only meant they were quite a ways away from us than before.

Suddenly, the screaming of humans and other animals filled the air. A wave of fear engulfed us all as we see a panicked crowd in front of us running away from something that moved so fast, it was virtually impossible to see what it was. Then, we spot the four in the crowd.

"GUYS, RUUUUNNNN!" yelled Nick.

A/N: Uh oh! The Chinstrap Sisters are trying to delay us by using their black magic skills to their advantage! What is that creature capable of? Will we make it out alive? Will we get the cure ready in time? R&R to help the team save Skipper and Kowalski! Oh, and see y'all next time!