Me: I'm back! I would've been back sooner but trying to Blowhole in my tub was hard. The dude's so freakin heavy!

Blowhole: I redefine that!

Me: No you don't, sit down and wait till your punishment is over.

Blowhole: *lays on my couch, pouting*

Me: People, your reviews... I love them! Every single one! Thank you. Kowalski how was Skipper? He didn't get up did he?

Kowalski: No.

Rico: *points and laughs at Skipper*

Skipper: *pouts*

Me: Here's Chapter 21 people!

Chapter 21

Julian looked at Crystal.

She was fixxing herself up.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't have anything perpared. This was so last minute."

She went into the kitchen. She sat some fish, fruit, and a mouse for them to eat.

"Clemson, Hans, Savio! Breakfast! And be polite to our guests!" she called for the three villains.

The three villians walked into the kitchen unit.

"I'm going to freshen up." she told them.

She walked towards the bathroom.

"No fighting or eating others while I'm gone!" she called to them.

The penguins and lemurs looked at the villians.

Crystal walked into the bathroom, looking in the mirror.

She grimanced at her look.

She grabbed a brush, brushing her feathers back to her normal bun look.

She turned the faucet on, rubbing water on her face.

She needed to get out of this funk.

She needed to save Blowhole before Richard killed him.

But how?

Blowhole struggled to get himself unstrapped.

He stopped, laying on the table, panting.

How could he get out of this?

His dad was about to kill him.

He searched through his head, looking for a formula to get out.

Each formula ended failing his mathmatical skills.

He growled at himself.

He sighed, looking at the ceiling.

Think Victor think!

How could I escape this?

I can't gnaw at the straps.

I won't be able to reach.

Um let's see...

I could...

He felt a sharp pain in his bladder area.

He let out a cry in pain.

He could do one thing when mother nature was calling.

"Dad! Hey dad!" he called.

Richard rolled into the room.

"What do you want?" he snarled.

"I gotta pee." Blowhole replied.

Richard growled.

"What?" Blowhole asked. "You can't stop my internal organs from making me make uric acid."

Richard unstrapped him.

He grabbed his dorsal fin, dragging him to the bathroom.

He threw him there.

He grabbed one of the ninjcats.

"Watch my son. If he tries escape, taser him."

The cat nodded.

He followed Blowhole.

Crystal looked at the group of animals in the kitchen.

"So little brother, what brought you and your team here?" she asked.

"We need a sample of Blowhole's DNA." Private replied.

"You mean the evil dolphin that tried to take over the zoo?" Maurice asked, looking at them.

"Yea, he's my.. uh... nephew." Kowalski admitted.

Julian spit out the fruit all over him.

"He's is your what?" Julian exclaimed.

"He's my son, so that would make Kowalski is uncle." Crystal explained.

"How exactly did Blowhole become your son anyway?" Maurice asked her.

"Adoption." she replied, taking a sip of her coffee.

She smiled of the fond memory.

"So Crystal that DNA of Blowhole." Kowalski asked.

Crystal stood up and went to grab something of Blowhole's.

She came back with Mr. Fishy.

"Use this. Victor has been using this since he was little."

Kowalski took a hold of it.

"I'll test this as soon as I build my newest invention."

"Make sure you locate him quickly. I don't know what I'll do it he dies." Crystal sighed.

Kowalski grabbed her flipper.

"This is your brother you're talking to. I wouldn't let anything happen to him. We are going to find him and make sure he's alive. I swear it."

Crystal looked at him.

"Thank you little brother."

Blowhole looked at the bathroom for a way to escape.

His was already drained his bladder so he felt much better.

He saw a window.

But it was so small, he wouldn't be able to fit.

The door banged.

"Hey kid! What's taking you so long?" The cat demanded.

"Uh... I... you can't rush bathroom needs." Blowhole answered.

He pondered what he could do.

The cat kicked open the door.

"Uh... hi." Blowhole replied.

The cat stared at him, lightning and hail in his eyes.

The cat unshethed his claws.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. You can't rush bathroom needs you know." Blowhole replied, following the cat.

The cat growled.

He dragged him back to the room.

He restrapped him in.

The cat left the room.

Blowhole sighed.

So much for that escape plan.

Richard came back in, an evil smile on his face.

Blowhole looked at him with tired eyes, or I mean eye.

"Come on son. It didn't take that much energy to use the bathroom now did it?"

Blowhole shook his head.

"No. But the volts of electricity takes alot of my energy." he answered.

Richard smirked.

"Really? How would this work out?" he asked, hitting the blue botton.

Blowhole's mucsles tightened as the electricity pulsed through his veins.

"Mother!" he cried in pain.

The electricity stop.

He started to breath heavily.

"Please stop." Blowhole begged.

Richard chuckled darkly.

"I don't son. Seeing you in or weakest moment is quite amusing."

Blowhole looked at with his tired, horrified looking eye.

He would've shaked his head but he was too tired to move.

Richard looked at his immoblized son.

He laughed evilly.

Me: Such an intresting chapter was it not?

Skipper: How could you put Ring Tail into the picture?

Me: Because I can

Private: I think it's wonderful. I was looking at Cheycartoongirl8's reviews and they were pretty positive, except for one.

Skipper: Did the one say?

Private: That they fell asleep.

Me: That negaitve comment was from friend. She has a different style of writing then I do.

Blowhole: How long till we can get up?

Me: Are you two going to fight agian?

Blowhole & Skipper: No.

Me: Then you can get up now.

Blowhole & Skipper: *get's up*

Me: *grabs their faces, stares into it* If you two ever try to fight in presence agian I will make sure you two won't be able to even think about fighting when I'm through with you got it?

Blowhole: Most agreed.

Skipper: Sure thing sister.

Me: Good. Please review!