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"Hello, Skippy," greeted the puffin, taking one hand off his weapon. "I didn't expect you to be this early, you know."
"Cut the small talk, Hans. How did you know we were here?" growled Skipper.
"Oh, I have my sources," the villain replied. He squinted at Billy. "I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but is that another penguin I see?"
Billy smiled. "Why, yes, actually. I'm Billy." He held out a flipper before Skipper could stop him.
Caught unaware by the friendly gesture, the puffin shook his flipper. "Hans."
Skipper angrily broke them up. "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Where I come from, we do not fraternize with the enemy!"
Billy pouted. "Fine." He waved. "See yah, Hans."
The avian waved back. "Bye!" He glared at Skipper. "Why can't you be more like that?"
"Wha? Maybe it's because I did not spend years living outside of civilization!"
Hans sniffed. "I keep telling you to be a little nicer towards me."
Skipper face-flippered. "Oh, for Pete's sake, Hans. We don't have time for this! Just tell us your plan already!"
Hans grinned, holding up a freeze ray. "Behold! The Freezeamater 3000!"
Kowalski scoffed. "Please I have three of those in the basement. I even have one that actually works and makes you a cappuccino! Unlike yours."
"Showoff," grumbled the puffin. He brightened up, holding the gun. "Ah hah! But can yours do this?"
The weapon seemed to grow three times its size, and soon the penguins were faced with a rather large and powerful weapon. Kowalski gulped. "No. Not yet."
The penguins moved to their battle positions. Happily, the Dane fired the ray, nearly hitting Private. The team dodged the rays with flips, twists, and mid-air spins. Hans growled. "Stay still!"
Skipper snickered. "Having trouble, Hans?"
The puffin attacked the penguin leader with newfound vengeance, finding joy as Skipper rolled to avoid being shot. Meanwhile, Private was slowly inching his way out of Hans's view, careful not to draw any attention to himself. Billy, Rico, and Kowalski were trying to distract the Dane from Skipper.
"Hiiii Yahhhh!" the small penguin yelled, successfully kicking the weapon out of the villain's flippers.
"Great work, Private!" praised Skipper, tying up the puffin. "That was a brilliant kick."
Private smiled with the praise.
The bushes rustled – Billy immediately grabbing the discarded weapon and pointing it at the direction of the noise. Two penguins emerged, both with their arms raised. "We're friendlies," a female one said.
Skipper took a step forward, eyes narrowing. "Identification?"
The male penguin took out his dog tags, handing them to Skipper who gave it to Kowalski. The penguin nodded. "Seems legit, Skipper."
Billy lowered his weapons as the penguins inclined their heads to Hans. "He was supposed to be our objective."
Skipper shrugged. "Well, we got here earlier. Plus, we know him. No hard feelings?"
The penguin shook her head. "No." She smiled. "We'll be taking over here, then."
Skipper gestured to Hans. "Be my guest. Just lock him up tightly. He has a knack for escaping."
"Don't worry. We will."
The team waddled away from the scene. Private tapped on his leader's shoulder. "Do you think Hans will stay locked up this time, Skipper?"
The leader shook his head warily. "That Dane got himself out of Hoboken. I bet he'll be gone before they even reach the prison facility."
