Chapter nine complete! I'll need your opinion on something, but I'll bother you with that after the chapter. For now, enjoy!

Chapter 9: Welcome to the World.

"Skippah, that wasn't the most…successful…attack," Private stated, as the four of them walked out the door of the base.

"I know that, Private," Skipper snapped, through gritted beak. "A hippy fan club is certainly NOT the right place to find the chicks."

"So, where do we look now?" Kowalski asked. Skipper suddenly dropped to the ground, nose on the ground, and tail in the air.

"What is it, boy?"Kowalski asked. Rico stifled a laugh.

"Dolphin," Skipper replied, ignoring Kowalski's comment. "Real this time. They're…at…Follow me."

The three penguins followed Skipper. He led them through the streets of Manhattan, and all the way Brooklyn, where Blowhole had his base, currently.

"So, how do you like my little surprise, mother?" Blowhole asked, as he watched Crystal playing with the chicks.

"It's lovely, dear," Crystal replied. She held Rusty in her arms. Rusty had taken a liking to her, and stuck by her side as much as he could. Ace preferred to play with Cleo, and Cam entertained herself, torturing Blowhole.

"Get off of me," Blowhole snapped, as Cam held onto his flipper. Her tiny flippers curled around his, and she held tightly as he swung it around wildly, trying to fling her off. She laughed.

"Victor," Crystal scolded. "What if she lets go?"

"It would be better if she does."

"No, she could really hurt herself." Crystal took Cam in her arms, with Rusty. Cam cooed, and Rusty giggled.

Cleo crawled around, and grabbed one of Blowhole's inventions that a lobster left on the floor. She held in correctly, though it was hard with her tiny flippers, and shot it. It was a shrink ray, and it hit Red 2000, shrinking him to the size of a cricket.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Blowhole exclaimed, snatching the shrink ray out of Cleo's flippers. Cleo's beak trembled, and she started crying loudly.

"Victor," Crystal snapped, snatching the ray out of his flippers, and setting it on a high shelf. "I'm confiscating that."

"But, mother-"

"Don't but mother me, young man. You need to learn to share your toys."

"It's not a toy. It's a shrink ray, and that bratty baby," he pointed to Cleo, still crying, "shrank Red 2000."

"So? She's only a baby. Besides, you still have 1999 other lobster minions."

"Actually, I have 9999 other minions, but that's not the point!"

Suddenly, all four babies decided to pounce on Blowhole at the same time, knocking him off his seg-way.

"!" Blowhole yelled.

Just then, the air vent cover dropped, and four penguins flipped into the room, flippers at the ready.

"I think we got the right base, this time," Private stated.

"Wait, wha…?" Blowhole stared, his mouth agape.

"Oh, Kowalski, my dear brother, long time no see. And Skipper, Rico and young Private. It's good to see my son's enemies again."

"Hello, Miss Crystal," Private greeted. "If it isn't too much trouble, we've come for our chicks."

"Aren't you just a dear…excuse me?"

"We've come for the chicks," Private repeated.

"You mean Victor didn't adopt them? He kidnapped them?"

"It was all for a good cause, mother," Blowhole protested. "I wanted to give you something to take care of, so you wouldn't bother me while doing my evil deeds."

"Victor, you lied to me, and you kidnapped these poor, innocent chicks. I am going to have to punish you, somehow."

Cleo tugged at Kowalski's flipper, and he looked down at her. She pointed to the high shelf, and Kowalski saw the shrink ray. He pointed it out to Skipper, who nodded, and Kowalski flipped up to the shelf. Grabbing the shrink ray, he aimed and shot. It hit Blowhole in the back of the head, and knocked him off his seg-way, which he had only just got back onto. He shrunk to a size, just smaller than Private.

"Curse you evil technology!" he screamed, his voice sounding high-pitched. Crystal picked him up, and he looked into her eyes. "Please turn me back, mother. My grow ray is in the cupboard."

"I don't think so, Victor," Crystal replied, her voice firm. "This is your punishment. You must stay small for one week, or longer if I hear complaints.

"Yes, mother," Blowhole sighed. Crystal smiled, and carried him out of the room.

"Oh, I almost forgot," she bent over and picked up the egg from her feet. She smiled, handing it to Private.

"Thank you, Miss Crystal," he said, happily. Crystal nodded, and, carrying Blowhole left the room.

"Mission accomplished," Skipper exclaimed, as he, Kowalski and Rico picked up their chicks. "Let's go home, men."

"Just a minute, Skippah," Private cried. He held up his egg, which was cracking. "My egg, it's finally hatching."

The eight of them watched, as the shell broke neatly in half, and a tiny penguin, with jade green eyes, sat in Private's flippers, blinking at the strange, new world. Private smiled, holding her close.

"Hello, little Gracie," he said, snuggling her, and stroking her head. "Welcome to the world!"

I hope you enjoyed. Now, for that opinion. Should I end the story with this chapter, or make a few more? I'm not sure, so tell me what you think. Please review! ^^