Yay, I love everyone that has reviewed, they're so nice! Anyway, nothing much to say here, exept most people said Kitarto, Sky and Vello should cross the Atlantic. I could try to make them do that, but how'd they get a boat? Read this chapter for another reason.
"We won't." Nozzers answered mysteriously.
"What do you mean?" Asked all of them in unison.
"I mean what I say, we're not getting on without getting noticed by humans." Nozzers answered.
"Then how will we get on?" Kisa asked.
"Leave all the fiddly details to me, just do as I say." Nozzers said.
They followed him to a bunch of crates obviously used to transport animals.
"All right, two to a crate, step lively now me buckoes and be prepared to sail the briny!" Said Nozzers, overcome by the urge to sail again.
They all got into a crate, Silver and Falcon to one, Kisa and Simba to another, and Sierra and Kumal occupied the last. Once they were all in and comfy, Nozzers flew off.
He soon returned, accompanied by about 6 men. They proceeded to load the crates onto a ship nearby, using a small crane to lift the crates.
Once they were all on the ship, Nozzers flew down and perched on the railing whilst the sailors made the crates fast with ropes.
"Nozzers, you sly old bird. How'd you make the humans put us aboard?" Falcon asked, admiring the cunning of the great cormorant.
"Oh, I have my ways. The crates are labelled: Rio de Janairo private zoo, which happens to be the exact one that your friend Sky is being held at. Assuming she's not escaped." Nozzers explained.
Before long they set off. It was bumpy and, had it not been for the ropes, the crates would have rolled everywhere.
Nozzers began singing an old sea shant. Before long, the cubs had learnt the words and were singing with gusto.
"I've seen the black sea and the red sea,
I've rounded the isle of White,
I've discovered the yellow river and the Orange too, by night,
Now Greenland drops behind again, and I sail the Ocean blue,
I'm tired of all these colours Jane, so I'm coming back to you."
Together they all sang this through six times, while the adults became heartily sick of wishing the shanty had never been invented.
"Hahaha, hey Bill, you'd almost think they were singing a sea shanty, wouldn't you?" A human said after watching them for a while.
Bill came over. "Don't be stupid Jack, you know that animals ain't got the brains to talk. Though if it was a sea shanty, it reminds me of 'I've seen the black sea and the red sea' though they've gone a bit off tune."
They watched for a while, then went off to continue their work.
After about 12 hours, during which all the cats wished they'd never set paw off dry land, there came a cry: "Land ho! Land to starboard, bring her round, it's Rio de Janeiro!"
They landed without mishap, sailing into port smoothly.
"Quickly, now. I'm gonna undo the crates, when I give the signal, run for it and follow me." Nozzers whispered to everyone.
He undid the fastenings and, just when they were about to be lifted off, he shouted "Now!"
They leapt out of the crates, onto the pier. Luckily it was built on the outskirts of town, they had no trouble escaping into the jungle.
"Well, we're here. Here we come gang!" Silver said loudly, to which everyone agreed.
"Here I come Sky." Falcon said, under his breath...
Awwwwwwww, Falcon wants to get back to Sky. Don't blame me for this terrible chapter, I only remember writing the bits at the top and bottom that are in bold. I remember nothing more. This story is now officially writing itself! Run for your lives!