Eleven - Rescue Plans and The Underwater Prison

Meanwhile, up on the surface, Professor MacKrill was resting on top of a very large rock sticking out of the water; he was very exhausted from swimming away from the storm. Soon he got back onto his feet and walked up the rock, mumbling to himself before he jumped onto the mast of a sunken ship. Then, the professor looked outward before the mast broke and he fell onto the ruins of the ship. MacKrill then thought to himself, wondering what was going on.

Back in the depths of the ocean, the lead crab was guarding the prisoners as he marched and counted, "One, two, three, four, five six!"
Inside the cage, Stella was resting on a little lever while Fly and Chuck were sitting on the floor. "This is it!" Chuck lamented, "We'll never get back in time! We're doomed to be fish forever! And Cassie – she's probably gonna be forced to marry that creepy Joe-fish!"
"Well, don't just sit there!" said Fly, "Use that overdeveloped brain of yours!" He punched Chuck on the head before he looked out to see the crab marching. Fly then thought of an idea and called out to the crab, "Hey, you crab!"
The crab stopped marching and said with a salute, "It's against military regulations to commence with prisoners!"
"You are one poor excuse for a soldier, buddy!" said the boy-turned fish, "Pretty wimpy!"
"What do you mean 'wimpy'?" the crab inquired with offense.
"A soldier is disciplined, brave, and above all, strong!" Fly said before he turned his back away from the crab.
"What?!" shrieked the crab.
"Well, for starters," explained Fly in a sly manner, "I bet your pathetic claw can't put a dent in this iron bar!"
"Oh yeah?" said the crab, "Check this out! Watching?"
"Yeah!" Fly nodded.
"Ready?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Nah, too easy!" the crab finished.
"Wait, wait!" cried Fly as he pointed out a different bar, "What about this one?"
"Too little!" said the crab.
"No, no, this is the perfect test for your strength!" Fly said quickly, "We're talking one hundred percent titanium, here!" The crab just looked at the key and prepared to break it. "No, not the key!" Fly cried. But it was too late; the crab just snapped the key in two.

Meanwhile, Lisa was on the telephone while Bill and Anna were sitting down on a sofa with worried looks. "No, they haven't shown up yet," Lisa said into the phone, "I… mmm-hmm… I can't… no, I understand that you have other cases, but couldn't you…"
Bill and Anna came over to Lisa. "Here," Bill started, "Let me…"
"Give it to me!" Anna snapped as she grabbed the phone away from Lisa. "Hello?" she said before threatening, "Let me tell you something, Mr. Police officer, I'm a tax-paying citizen…"
"Anna, would you…?" Bill started as he reached for the phone.
"And I can have you fired!" Anna said into the phone with a glare.
"Anna, gimme the phone!" said Bill.
"Now, now!" Anna growled at Bill, "Can't you see I'm busy saving our children… from trouble that your son has caused?!"
"My son has not…"
"No time to argue now!" Anna growled at him before she spoke into the phone, "I expect you to put your best men on the case!" Just then, she tripped over something but caught her balance. The fat woman looked down and saw a fishing line with a bobber at the end. She flung it off her leg and threw it at Bill and Lisa.

Fly and Stella's parents looked down at the bobber with awe and then realized something. "If you don't find my little children FAST," Anna continued into the phone, "What do you mean 'goodbye'? Hello? HELLO?!" She then put the phone and cursed, "Fools!" Anna was about to tell Bill and Lisa something, but then she realized they were gone.
Bill and Lisa were upstairs in Fly's room, looking for something. "His fishing rod is missing," Lisa said as she searched the closet.
"And his spare lures," added Bill as he searched a box, "That must be where they went!"

Back at the sunken ocean liner, some turtles were carrying large bricks on their backs before they let them go into a lifeboat. Then, the lifeboat was pulled up by some small sharks and dumped on deck. And then, some seahorses, including Sasha, were forced to pull the bricks along the deck; Sasha tried pulling with all her strength, but she couldn't do it. A crab whipped at her before he noticed the sound of applause.
Some fish were applauding for a familiar Shark carrying Joe, Cassie, and the antidote on his back. Cassie, who was tied by a kelp rope, struggled to get free, but Joe held her back. The Shark swam up to a large statue of Joe that was under construction, and then ordered some eels, "Praise your master! NOW!" The eels gave nervous grins and then swam away as they let a block drop.
"My monument!" Joe shrieked as he saw the block drop down.
When it landed, the block had a tight grip on Sasha's tail; the little seahorse managed to escape and get free just as the block tipped over. "BUILD!" Joe's voice ordered the fish, "MEND! RESTORE!" Sasha looked up and knew she had to help her friends, so she swam into an old smokestack.

On land, Bill and Lisa's car was parked by the seashore as a lighthouse shined its light. All the grownups were on the sandy beach, calling the children's names. "FLY!" called Lisa.
"CHARLES!" Anna called out, "CASSIDY!"
"STELLA!" Lisa called.
Bill, meanwhile, walked in the direction of the lighthouse and called, "FLY!" He then looked over and saw a roller skate lying on the sand. He picked it up and mumbled sadly with a head shake, "No."
Anna and Lisa ran over to Bill, and the man showed his wife the skate. "Oh no," Lisa gasped as she put her hands over her mouth, "Do you think that…?"
"No," said Bill, "They can't be!"
Lisa began to cry as she fell into her husband's arms; Bill just comforted her as best as he could until he saw something shining below. "Huh?" he wondered.
In the water, a shiny fish fly was lying floating on top of the surface. "What is it?" Lisa asked.
Bill picked the fly up and said, "Fly made this. He showed it to me yesterday."
Anna came over and said, "Charles! Cassidy!" She then pulled the line a bit, and everyone looked over to some rocks – the very same ones the children had been playing on! "Charles!" Anna repeated as the line snagged somewhere, "Cassidy!"