A.N.- This is a short chapter. It is short because I wanted to leave you with a slight cliff-hanger XD I couldn't resist!

Trixy: She really couldn't.

Me: :|

Trixy: X)

Me: Enjoy the short chapter!

Chapter 7: Hoboken!

(Skipper's POV)

I slump against the cool, metal bars of the cage. We have gone through Kowalski's entire list of options, and we are STILL in the cage. Rico have gotten bored and so he and Private and Marlene are playing cards. I look over at Kowalski; he is banging his head against the cage bars trying to think of some more options. "Kowalski, stop banging your head before you injure yourself." I say and he stops. Now he is pacing around the cage's floor.

"Okay, so we've tried chainsaws, flamethrowers, karate, biting, grating, and we've even tried picking the lock. I believe, Skipper, that the only option left is for Rico to open the cage in an explosion." Kowalski muses.

"But that's suicidal." says Private frowning. "And I don't feel very much like dying today, sir." I nod.

"Neither do I, young Private. Are you sure that's all of the options you can think of?" I say. Kowalski returns to hitting his head on the cage. I roll my eyes; this could take awhile.


(Clemson's POV)

I glance into the prisoner room with a smirk. My plan is going so well. Now to dethrone that so called king, King Julian. I walk out of my habitat and run towards the bus station. From there I will ride a bus to New York City and then I will walk to the Central Park Zoo. I grin evilly as I think about my evil scheme. Now no one can stop me!


(Trixy's POV)

"Huh? Why you wake us up?" Gracie asks yawning. Cam smiles largely.

"Yay! No sweepy time!" Cam exclaims. Sweepy? Oh, she must mean sleepy.

"Correct, Cam. Ace has run away, so we must go find him." I say. Gracie, Cam, and Cleo gasp; Rusty snores. He is still asleep. I help the girls out of the crib and they stay standing by my side. Gracie taps her flippers together in the same nervous way that Private does. I pick Rusty up and he awakens.

"Huh?" says Rusty. "Where going?"

"We are going to go find Ace, who has run off to Hoboken."

"Oh...where Hoboken?" "New Jersey." They all gasp; obviously their fathers had told them scary things about there. "Come on. Let's go get him." We leave out the front door so that I could the alarm system on before we left. "Okay, children, let's go find Ace." The chicks nod. We slide down along the road to the subway station. I usher them onto one of the subway cars that is heading to New Jersey. We sit there and wait for it to come to a stop. When it does I have to carry Gracie because she has fallen asleep. We waddle off and out of the subway and it isn't long until we make it to the Hoboken Zoo. Cleo, Cam, and Rusty stop in their tracks and stare at it with large fear filled eyes.

"This Hoboken?" asks Cam. I nod. "It not scawy. It look like home."

"No, Cam. This place is most defiantly nothing like home; Hoboken Zoo is very dangerous. It is filled with all kinds of evil animals. This is not a place for chicks to play." I wake Gracie up and we slowly and cautiously walk into the prison zoo.


(Nobody's POV)

Ace slides through a tunnel he found in a habitat. "Wheeeeee!" He exclaims giggling. "It fun to help Papa!" Ace then slides on the floor until he comes to a room. Ace runs into it. Skipper hears something and turns his gaze to look.

"ACE! What the duse are you doing here, son?!" Skipper exclaims. Ace grins broadly when he sees his father.

"Papa! I founded you! I knew I could!"

"Ace, where is Trixy? Did she come with you?" Ace shakes his head.

"No. I come all by myself; like a big chick." Ace sticks out his chest as he says this. Private begins to tap his flippers in his nervous way.

"Skippah, what are we going to do?" Private asks looking at his leader. Skipper ponders this for a moment.

"Ace, do you see those keys?" Skipper asks. He points at a set of keys hanging on the wall. Ace nods.

"Uh huh." Ace says.

"Can you get them?" Ace waddles over to the keys and stands on tip-toe stretching to get them. He is too short.

"Um, nuh uh. It too high." Skipper face-flippers himself and sighs. Then he sees a shadow out the corner of his eye. Actually, not just one shadow, but one big one and four smaller ones.