I know I said this Chapter would be up soon like...two months ago. But I kinda forgot I even wrote this and I am ready to start on Chapter Twelve as a post the eleventh chapter for my 3-2-1 Penguins Fanfiction.
Sol was still badly injured after his encounter with the disguised Uncle Blobb. The Comet Lounge was as normal as it had ever been. It was packed with robots, light-bulbs, and all sorts of different aliens. The door opened up quickly and a metallic ball flew in the room and frightened all of the aliens inside. No one in the lounge could figure out what it was until it stopped.
The small robot popped out it's arms and tried to explain everything to the aliens inside. None of them responded. The robot hung his arms as if a sigh. He put on a hologram that showed all of the aliens what had happened earlier. The police attacking Jason, the problem with earth, everything.
"Well," said Sol. "That is terrible. I can't help them though...I am old and not the right condition." Right after that statement, a yellow alien with a cowboy hat and a southern accent who had scrawny arms shot up and got on top of a table.
"Those penguins had once saved me from dying out in the middle of nowhere. My ship stopped working and they let me hitch a ride on their fancy hopper-rock!" After his statement, a vacuum rolled up and let out some of his own words.
"That boy there saved our beloved planet from being burnt up by our sun! The penguins helped him as well! If they didn't come to help us, we would all be dead!"
A pink girl alien with a red shirt and skirt, who had an overly large head that consisted of antennas then gave her piece of information. She spoke with a slightly high pitch voice that would come out through her antennas since she did not have a mouth. "They helped my planet from being destroyed by a laser by Cavitus. Plus I need to see Midgel again..."
"What about us?" asked a pumpkin-headed child with roots for a body and had a Blobb-Topper stuck on his head. "The penguins and the boy helped me and a few friends out from being killed after we were about to unwillingly help that Uncle Blobb guy depopulate a planet!"
The yellow southern alien spoke again. "In my mind, those penguins have helped us out so many times that I don't know why we haven't dedicated something to those guys. The kids as well!" The entire room cheered.
"We should go to that there planet, and save those penguins and their friend!" The room cheered again. "Come on! Everyone, get into what you had to get here and set course for earth!" The entire room fled quickly, BING in front of them all Sol calls out to the others.
"I'll have to stay here," he said. "I can't really do much at all." BING nodded to the elderly alien and then flew out to follow all of them away to earth.
"Zidgel..." Midgel said. "Zidgel!" Zidgel was playing the harmonica in the back of a paddy-wagon with the rest of the penguins and Jason. Jason had back his over-shirt and glasses, which were both with Zidgel and Fidgel when they came to help him. Jason also used Zidgel's comb to get his hair back to the way it usually was. His legs were swaying back and forth and he couldn't help but feel this was all his fault. Zidgel took his mouth away from the harmonica and looked at Midgel.
"What?" he asked
"This is not the time to be playing a harmonica Z," Midgel said. "We are in danger, Jason is in danger, EARTH is on the verge of complete destruction."
"I'm sorry that I want to stall my boredom," Zidgel said back to Midgel.
"Oh yeah," said Midgel. "I forgot who I was talking to..."
"I thought we had established this already!" Zidgel said with a tone. Midgel gave him a slight shove.
"No," the small penguin said. "We obviously haven't. You are so obsessed with yourself that you even made it to the point where you insulted Kevin. Kevin is like, the sweetest guy I know. He didn't deserve that at all!"
"But I...I," Zidgel said.
"Yep. Your normal sentence: 'I, I, I and I'. I would regret signing up for the Rockhopper crew if it wasn't for Fidgel and Kevin. The seven year old has done more work then you ever had."
"Please stop it!" Jason screamed in frustration. A small opening latch opened up and one of the police looked back at Jason and the Penguins.
"Be quiet back there." He closed the latch and Jason looked back at the others.
"Listen," said Jason. "I can't stand listening to all of this arguing between you two. My planet and everyone I care about is in danger and you two are still fighting about a mistake Kevin made a day and a half ago, or however long we have been on this wild goose chase!" Midgel and Zidgel growled at the other and turned their backs to each other. Jason's head hit the wall on the Paddy-wagon as Kevin gulped.
Luckily, it took over eight hours to arrive at Uncle Blobb's mansion. Jason's eyes slowly opened as a bright light entered the paddy-wagon. Jason put his hand over his eyes as three officers pulled Jason out onto the hard gravel with very fierce force. Jason, whose back was on the gravel, got up as he, Zidgel, Midgel, Fidgel, and Kevin were led in by the cops, whose guns were pointed towards the penguins' backs.
The mansion that Uncle Blobb stayed at was the most odd building Jason had ever seen. It seemed like it was part evil hideout, part normal mansion, and part factory. His eyes were still rather hurting from the bright sun that suddenly came at him. He struggled to keep his eyes open instead of closing them, and he was as well tired from the last over eight hours of sleep. They were at the door after what seemed like ten minutes and they flung open with the force of one of the police officers.
The mansion was lit very dark, which helped Jason very well. The entire place seemed to be lit by lamps, dim lamps. The rest of the place was lit by other rooms. Jason saw that in one room, there were green globs that seemed to be moving around rapidly, attacking the scientists working on them. Jason looked into one room that had a man strapped to an electric chair, which was currently zapping him out of his mind. Jason didn't want to look at these places. Uncle Blobb had so many people at his bidding that he was able to make this giant death trap so quickly. No one in there probably even deserved what they were being subjected to as well.
In around two minutes, Jason and the Penguins entered yet another room that only consisted of five blue arrows painted on the black hardwood floor and a giant chair at the end of the arrows.
During all of that, The aliens from the lounge followed BING through space to be able to find earth. There wasn't much danger through the entire mission. The mission there ended up very smoothly. BING started to go crazy after coming up on a blue, green, and brown planet surrounded by white puffs.
One alien, red alien who was just a spherical shape with large, muscular arms and legs, yelled out in a very low voice. "According to the robot, we are approaching the Penguins! Come on everyone, fire up your ships for full speed!" The rest of the aliens cheered as they each pushed their ships' speed as far as they could go. They would approach earth in almost an hour.
About fifty minutes later, back where we left with the Penguins, Jason and his friends were lead into a room with a giant office chair in the center...and nothing else besides five three-feet polls coming up from the ground. Jason, nor the Penguins, had any second thoughts on who was in the chair. A menacing green hand took hold of a post right beside that chair arm, to spin it around. Uncle Blobb gave a very grim smirk. "It is about time I caught you Conrad...you exceeded my expectations. I was expecting you here sooner, actually. Now...if we could begin the-" Uncle Blobb's words were cut off by one of the officers clearing his throat loudly. Uncle Blobb scowled. "What?"
"Well," said the officer. "Since we brought you Conrad and the Penguins, shouldn't we receive, ahem, something in reward?" Uncle Blobb grimaced.
"Here's your reward!" He pulled on the the polls out of the ground and at the end it had a spear-like point. Uncle Blobb aimed the spear and tossed it behind the Penguins. The only thing Jason could come to conclusion was that the spear had stabbed into him...and that an innocent police officer had died due to the coughing and stuttering noises from behind him. Jason looked at Uncle Blobb with deep hatred, his eyebrows lowered and his teeth grinding. Midgel put his flipper on Jason's shoulder to help him calm down. Jason sighed and looked back at the evil green monster who was just sitting there without any notice that he had just killed someone.
The aliens and BING came to a halt when they saw the large shield of electronic green rays surrounding the planet. BING's eye darkened as he noticed that he was small enough to slip through. After doing so, the rest of the aliens glared at him. BING shot up and then traveled all the way to the top of the shielding where there stood a seventy-feet tall top-hat with a computer on one end. BING had an idea, he turned one hand into a drive that plugged into the computer. The computer started to read signs, one of them was what BING was looking for: "FORCE FIELD DOWN FOR FIFTEEN SECONDS" BING flew down to the others as the force field disappeared.
"GO!" yelled a vacuum cleaner from Planet Wait-Your-Turn. They all bolted through the force-field. BING was the last to go through, and only just made it before they opened up again.
BING used his imprinting device to lock onto Kevin. BING flew forward in front of all of the aliens and the army of alien life forms followed the small robot to the location of Jason and the Penguins.
Only seconds before that, Jason and the Penguins stared at Uncle Blobb. Uncle Blobb about got off of his chair until a scientist ran into the room. Blobb sighed. "What is it?"
"Look in the sky Master," he said. "The force field is shutting down!" Uncle Blobb gasped until he pushed a button on his chair that opened up the ceiling. He scowled at the force-field, which was down completely. Suddenly, the scientist jumped.
"What am I doing here?" he asked after shaking his head a bit. Blobb's teeth chattered. It didn't take long for the force-field to re-power. He sighed in relief. The scientist then continued.
"That isn't it Master," he said, reverting back to his slave ways after the field came back. "There is a large group of aliens that are entering Earth at this moment. They are lead by this small silver robot."
Uncle Blobb slammed his right hand down on the chair. "Send out our forces! We have to make sure that they don't get to far! Send out twenty jets and make them attack the life forms. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes master," the scientist said. He ran out of the room to warn the rest of Uncle Blobb's slaves.
"Friends of yours, Penguins?" Blobb asked. "Doesn't matter, they are all going to be dead soon enough..."