At last, we got back to Skylanders Academy. Hugo volunteered to bring us back after we cleared his propeller of the blue slime. Speaking of that blue slime...

"W-what did you guys do with my dada?!" Baby Gulper shouted. Normally babies have pretty stupid tantrums, but this one was the oddest. Baby Gulper started to melt into all of the dummies, then reappear. Then he'd melt, and then he'd reappear.

"Wow, is this what babies are like?" I asked. "Call me weird, but I'm sticking with my pets." Nobody called me weird.

"Calm down, little one." Eon soothed. "Now, what is your name?" Baby Gulper wiped slimy tears from his eyes. "I don't have one." he said. "Hmm...how about Gulpling?" another mysterious voice said. Out of the (metaphorical) shadows suddenly came Frynut. Seriously, where do these people keep coming from?! First the fireplace, now from the shadows?! Seriously!

"Frynut? Why the heck were you hiding in the shadows?" I questioned. "Crash, you're here? Great." Frynut said. He had SUCH an enthusiastic voice! "Oh Frynut, best friend, it's great that you're here too!" I said. "Ahem..." Flynn interrupted. "Anyway, back to the topic at hand, Gulpling is an excellent name." Eon agreed.

After that little "meeting" was over, we went over to Tessa, who was hugging Whiskers' body. "Don't worry, Tessa. Master Eon said Whiskers is going to be fine." Flynn reassured. "We need to send a few people back to prevent ANYONE from playing Skylanders SWAP Force, Trap Team and SuperChargers." I was shocked. "What? W-why?" Brylander asked. "Whiskers is dead." Eruptor reminded. "That means the game files are all corrupted. We can't let anyone play the games like this." I sighed. Why did it have to be the three best games?

Takedown, Ignite and Tech all agreed to go. "Don't worry; we'll be back in no time." Tech said. And off they went.

"So, where are we going next?" Jap asked. "I suggest you guys go to the Chompy Mountain." Hugo suggested. "It's best to get rid of all of the Doom Raiders as fast as possible." Sky Dad suddenly jumped in. "OOH! Who lives at Chompy Mountain? Maybe...Chomp Chest?" I facepalmed.

"Go home, Sky Dad."