Well I'm working Fright Fest again this year. Time to go back to scaring people. Gonna be so much fun. Now onto the story.
Sorry for another wait guys. Guess I'm still not out of my writers block yet. Slowly feeling the muse again.
Disclaimer: I do not own Penguins of Madagascar.
(Coney Island)
Dave slammed down on the gas as the car that he and his mother were driving approached the amusement park. Just as Danielle had predicted, Blowhole had several men stationed at the park. All that had to be done was Dave slamming down on the gas and Danielle steering the car. She managed to run down three men before they drove right through the gate leading into the park and they ran down another guard inside the fenced off perimeter. Dave could feel the man's head pop as they drove over him.
"Wow! That was a juicy one," Danielle said as the mans blood spilled out of what remained of his cranium.
The approached the main building of the park and parked up beside it. They quickly got out of the car and ran inside the building; via a broken window. They entered into a small office that seemed partially trashed.
Dave looked around and said rather sarcastically, "An office? How original."
Danielle went through one drawer and said, "I think this was the office of a colleague of mine. Yes, here's the picture of him."
She held up the photo of a man that Dave couldn't quite make out due to the darkness of the room. There were no lights on in the room and the only available light came from the glow of the fires that still raged outside.
Danielle went through the drawer some more and pulled out a keycard and held it up close to her face. As if she was examining it.
"Yes. Yes this it. We can get down to Blowhole's lair now," she said with a smile on her face.
Dave turned to her and said, "So where's the door down? And what exactly are we looking for anyway?"
Danielle looked back and said, "A serum Dave. Now let's go."
She moved towards the door, but Dave got in the way and blocked her path.
"No no no no. Not yet. Not until you tell me exactly what it is we're looking for," Dave told her.
Danielle sighed and said, "We don't have time for this. Let's go."
"WELL THEN MAKE TIME!" Dave shouted at her.
He was getting fed up with all of these excuses she was giving him. All it was doing was costing more time and he was getting tired of it. Finally, fed up herself, Danielle broke down to answer him.
"Alright I'll tell you. I recall a time when we were working on the serum to turn humans into animals, we were also ordered to work on a serum that could turn them back. They worked but had some unforeseen side effects," Danielle said.
"Like what?" Dave inquired.
"Well some test subjects obtained some mutations that led to permanent disablement and some just up and died as a result of their systems not handling the shock of the transformation," Danielle answered again.
"WHAT!? And you were just going to use that on me? What kind of a sadist are you?" Dave said angrily.
"Dave hold on real quick. There was one serum that we produced that had a ninety percent success rate. Subjects came out mostly unaltered," she said.
"Almost?" Dave said with a raised brow.
Danielle raised her paws and said, "Listen. I promise you. This one is not life threatening or permanent. But the effects can be a big help or dangerous to use. Cause if I'm wrong, you could be running into the fray utterly defenseless. So what do you say?"
Dave sighed and said, "I guess the risk is better than the alternative."
"And the alternative is?" Danielle asked.
Dave growled and said, "Letting that mad dolphin win."
(Blowhole's airship)
"Sir we can now confirm that at least five percent of the city has been exterminated," said an operator in the main control room.
Blowhole nodded and said, "Good. That's at least four-hundred thousand and that's just the people who live here. There's no telling how many tourists have been lost either. Gentlemen you are all responsible for this endeavor and you all deserve a share in the credit. Gentlemen I thank you all for this."
Just as he finished there was another explosion. Only this time it wasn't from the ground. It was up in the air. And it was close.
"What the? What was that?" Blowhole inquired.
Another operator chimed in and said, "Sir, one of our airships has just been shot down. It's falling rapidly out of the sky."
Blowhole's one good eye widened and he said, "What? How is that possible. We destroyed all of the enemy aircraft."
Suddenly on one operator's radio there came a bout of static and a familiar face broke the silence.
"Not everyone Blowhole. Remember us?"
Blowhole grimaced and said, "Skipper. I should have known. Don't think you've won though. You may have taken down one airship, but I still have a number more."
And then all at once, three more airships went up in flames and then they fell to the ground below taking their crew with them.
"What the? How did that happen?" Blowhole growled.
Another airship exploded and fell to the ground and then another and then another.
"How are you doing that pen-gu-in?" Blowhole demanded.
Skipper laughed and said, "You're a bright fish. You figure it out."
With that, Skipper got off the frequency and all was silent.
Blowhole growled once more and said, "I'm a mammal, not a fish. Operators track that signal. That should give us some indications."
"Can do sir," said one operator and got right to it.
Blowhole sat back and rubbed his forehead.
"It's just like Skipper to ruin my fun. No matter, he can stop some of us. But he can't stop us all," Blowhole chuckled and turned back to his monitors.
"Take one squad and target Coney Island. We need to erase all of the evidence of my lab. Sweep and clear. Do you hear me?," Blowhole said into his bluetooth. "SWEEP AND CLEAR!"
"Can do sir. Over and out," said a voice on the other end.
That'll do for this chapter. I'm starting to get my muse back and hopefully I can speed this along. Sorry again guys, I promise that I will try to speed this one up. Key word being, try.
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