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"Cam! Cam!" Omega cried, as he ran into her.

"What? What's wrong?" Cam asked, seeing the panic in his eyes.

"Wilma!" was all he could say, as he was out of breath.

"What about her? Is she hurt?" Omega shook his head, trying to get his breath back.

"She's going to eat us!" he screamed when he did so. Cam gave him a look, similar to Skipper's 'I'm-not-buying-it' face, and crossed her flippers. Omega groaned.

"Cam, I swear it's true!" he cried.

"Swearing is bad, Omega," Cam replied sternly. Omega face-flippered.

"You know what I mean!"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," Cam snapped. Then she saw Omega's look of frustration. "Wilma's not bad," she said. "She's nice."

"If you heard what I heard you won't say that so surely," Omega grumbled, crossing his flippers. Cam rolled her eyes.

"Fine!" Omega shouted, stamping his foot. "I'll go back, and take my tape recorder, and prove to you she's evil!"

"Wow, won't Gracie be proud of me for looking after you so well?" Cam asked sarcastically. Omega growled, and stormed off, grabbing his tape recorder as he went. Cam watched his go and sighed.

"Stubborn little tyke."

Omega hid outside the cave, hoping Wilma will talk about how they would make a great meal. When he didn't hear her, he crept inside, looking around in the dark. Surprisingly, he could see fine, especially when a pair of glowing yellow eyes stared back at him.

"Hello, little penguin," Wilma hissed licking her chops. "Pleased you could stop by… For dinner!"

"Oh, help…" Omega squeaked, and he tried to run away, but Wilma grabbed him by his tail feathers, and lifted him over her head.

"Down the hatch!" she laughed, and let him go.

"NOOO!" Omega screamed, as she bared her teeth, and he dropped into her jaws. At least, he would have, if her jaws were there to drop into. He landed on her back with a thud, and rolled off.

"HIYAH!" Cam cried as she karate-kicked Wilma in the neck. Omega dropped on her back, and rolled onto the ground.

"Cammy!" Omega cried.

"Shut your trap and tell Uncle K we have to go ASAP!" Cam yelled, as she tried to knock out Wilma. The panther was tough, so she went for her last resort – the one she hated the most. The only training technique taught by Private…

The quantum-hyper-cute!*

She stood in the cave, staring at the panther, before…

BOOSH

Wilma 'awed' and fainted. Cam took her chance to escape, and slid out of the cave back to the penguin habitat.

When she got there, Kowalski and Omega were ready to leave right then.

"If there's a panther out to get you, we'd better go now," Kowalski said. "Skipper would not be happy if I let you get eaten."

"Likewise," Cam agreed. "I wouldn't be in high spirits, either."

*After seeing the effects of that move, Skipper had made a rule that the chicks must learn it as a last resort. Private, though complaining a lot, agreed, after Skipper convinced him that it would be best to have as an alternative, in case all else failed. So he taught them. For Gracie, it came naturally, and she said she'd teach Omega when he was older, to save Private the trouble.

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