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Operation: Baby Poof

Chapter 2: Uh-oh

"Marlene!" Skipper's loud voice ringed in Marlene's ear.

She sat up and brought a paw to her head. "What-what happened?" Marlene asked.

"You lost Rafael, that's what happened." Skipper growled.

"Rafael?" Marlene murmured, looking at the other penguins who were inspecting her home like it was a crime scene.

She ran through the recent memories in her head. "Oh, yes. Raffy?" she finally said.

"YES RAFFY!" Skipper yelled.

"Woah, woah… Easy Skipper. Well, I went to bring the bowl of half-digested… fish to Raffy and saw some kind of beaver-duck or something like that holding Raffy in his arms. Then when I tried to ask what that thing was doing, he kicked me and I felt some kind of sharp thing on me then I blacked out." Marlene explained.

"B-beaver duck?" Private whimpered.

"Wh-why? Do you know someone of the sort?" Marlene panicked.

Kowalski growled. "Parker."

"Blowhole's hired natural disaster." Skipper added.

"YAP." Rico agreed.

"I don't understand… Why did I black out after one kick, and why would Blowhole want Raffy?" Marlene crossed her arms.

"Oh, sweet naïve Marlene. He's my archenemy. And archenemies are always trying to find a way to lure in their archenemy into a trap. Platypuses have toxic spurs attached to their feet. That makes them dangerous." Skipper put his flippers behind him.

"Then if you guys go, I should come to. Be your back up and all." Marlene suggested.

Skipper scoffed. "Back up!? No. We don't need back up, Marlene. We've handled Blowhole a thousand times before. We can take him."

"Besides. With your presence, we risk the chance of Blowhole taking you as well." Kowalski informed.

"B-but if you leave me here, then wouldn't that leave a bigger chance of Blowhole taking me when you're not aware of it?" Marlene said.

Skipper glanced at Kowalski, who scribbled on his notebook for the measure of the said probability.

"Actually Skipper, there is an 88.3% chance that will happen." Kowalski concluded.

Marlene smirked at Skipper.

Skipper rolled his eyes. "Fine. Let's move."

Meanwhile in Doctor Blowhole's lair…

"Dr. Blowhole!" Parker called with the sleeping baby penguin in his arms.

"Ah, Parker. Finally." A dolphin on a Segway said. "Have you got the little one?"

"Yes. But I had some trouble along the way. Some otter witnessed his kidnap." Parker reported.

Then the baby woke up from his slumber and started wailing.

Parker growled.

Raffy then started shouting: "MAWEEM! GIBBER! PWI'ATE! ICKO! KASKI!"

Parker dropped the baby and covered his earholes.

Raffy landed on the ground with a thump and cried even louder.

Blowhole picked the crying baby up. "Aaawww…" he cooed. "The little one's crying… SHADDUP!" he shouted then slapped him in the face.

Raffy, seeming to know what he meant, clamped his beak shut with one flipper and with another flipper he rubbed his now-red cheek, a tear rolling down from his eye.

"Good. Now you know that you can't get anything from crying." Blowhole grumbled, dropping him on the floor.

"OOGH!" Raffy said as the rough landing on his belly knocked the air out of him.

"What do we do with him now?" Parker asked, narrowing his eyes at Rafael.

Raffy whimpered and shrunk. He was terrified.

"Now? We wait." Blowhole said, rolling nearer to the chick on the floor. "Meanwhile, let's have a little fun with Skipper's new cadet." He gave the baby an evil grin.
"GAAHH! AWAHNT HEWP!" Raffy cried for help.

Raffy felt a much more painful sting on his cheek as Blowhole slapped him once more, throwing him a bit to his side.

"See what happens when you don't do what I want?" Blowhole said, trying to make it sound simple.

Raffy covered his face with both his flippers while on the floor, trying to prevent the slap from happening again.

Blowhole picked him up by his scruff and the chick began thrashing his tiny flippers and feet in the air, trying to break free.

"Now let's make sure that doesn't happen again." Blowhole flicked the chick's beak and made him whimper.

"Hmm… Your name's Rafael, eh?" Blowhole said, observing the name on his necklace.

"Interesting." Blowhole then dropped the penguin chick again.

Raffy landed on his face, nearly fracturing his beak. A few tears escaped the corners of his eyes.

"Now, Rafael. Let's see your reaction to this." Blowhole smiled evilly, taking out a whip.

Raffy sat up and rubbed his beak. He didn't notice that the evil dolphin was just behind him, ready with the whip.

Then suddenly, he felt the most painful sting on his upper back, throwing his back down on his belly. "GAAH!" He whimpered and tried to stop himself from yelping.

"Ooh, that looks painful." Blowhole smiled.

Raffy felt something wet on his back. He reached for it and looked at his flipper. There was a red, wet, sticky substance on his flipper.

Something he wasn't quite familiar with yet. But he knew now that if something really painful happened, this would be on him right away.

"I DOWANN TIZ!" he cried, turning to face the dolphin. "WHADYOO DOOEEN TOO MEE?"

That was when he realized he shouldn't have said that.

He was struck again but this time, it hit his chest.

The red stuff was on him again.

"Complaining already?" Blowhole laughed.

"PWEEZ!" Raffy begged.

The maniac dolphin was about to strike him again when his fun was interrupted.

"That's ENOUGH!" a rather familiar voice said.

Blowhole immediately picked up the little penguin by the scruff.

"Skipper! What a pleasant surprise! Here to pick Rafael up from his lessons?" Blowhole laughed at his little joke.

"GIBBER!" Raffy cried, reaching out his flippers, hoping that Skipper would grab him soon and take him away from this horrible place.

Blowhole slapped the chick quiet the turned to the four other penguins a few feet away from him.

"What have you done to him!?" Private gasped.

"I was teaching him a lesson. One that I am certain he will never forget." Blowhole snarled.

"You fiend!" Skipper ran at him.

"Parker, my friend. Take care of this, will you?" Blowhole called.

The platypus jumped in front of his Segway and he raised his foot up threateningly.

Skipper stopped in front of the platypus, growling.

Blowhole laughed triumphantly.

"Look, Skipper…" he said, raising a knife he got from seemingly nowhere near the chick's throat. "It's quite simple, and a bit cliché. You and your little team will do whatever I say or this chick gets it."

Private half fainted after he said that.

For a minute there, Skipper shifted his eyes from left to right, unsure.

Then something caught his eye and he knew everything was gonna be okay.

"Alright, Blowhole." Skipper said, glancing at his team behind him, who looked at him with shocked expressions.

Then he turned back to the dolphin with a smile on his face.

"Wait… something's not right…" Blowhole guessed.

"Sure… sure… you can say that." Skipper smirked.

Then suddenly something hit Blowhole in the back, sending him falling out of his Segway and on the platypus and the knife sliding on the floor. An otter jumped on the floor and caught the baby penguin.

"Maweem!" Raffy cried happily, rubbing his face in Marlene's fur.

Marlene ran towards the penguins.

"Seize them!" Blowhole shouted.

The platypus and some lobsters sprang into action, closing in on the group.

"Rico. Smoke bomb." Skipper whispered.

Rico up-chucked a smoke bomb and a blanket of smoke filled the air.

Parker didn't care. He sprang to where he thought the group was in the smoke.

He landed on the floor and the smoke cleared.

"They got away!" Parker yelled.

"NO-O-O-O-OO!" Blowhole shouted.

A few minutes later in Central Park Zoo…

"Blowhole did quite some things to you, Raffy." Kowalski said, putting bandages on his chest and back.

They were on their fake ice berg in their habitat.

Raffy looked back at him with big amber puppy eyes. "IDONNWANN GOW BAK."

"And you're not gonna go back." Skipper reassured.

"Oh the positive note, Raffy's never spoken this much before. And he already toughened up a bit, and he already knows- OW!" Kowalski shrieked as Skipper slapped him.

"Don't think like that, soldier!" he yelled. "The fiendish fish-face tortured him to pieces with his sick, cruel child abuse."

"Sorry, sir." Kowalski apologized.

"Uh, Skippah, how are we going to prevent Raffy from getting captured again?" Private asked.

"As soon as he can walk on both feet, we're gonna train him with basic defense moves." Skipper smiled at the baby penguin, who tilted his head in confusion. "Then, when he's with Marlene again, he'll know how to defend himself a bit."

"Roger that, Skipper." Kowalski said.

One year and a half later…

"Now, dodge!" Skipper said, trying to land a punch on the smaller penguin.

Rafael ducked.

"Now you want to disable your enemy…" Skipper instructed.

Rafael then swept Skipper's feet with his own and then returned to his fighting stance.

Skipper, lying on the floor, looked at him approvingly. "Good job, soldier."

"Thanks…" Rafael smiled.

Rafael was half Skipper's size now and growing fast.

That's when Kowalski confirmed that he was a King penguin, the largest of all known penguin kind.

Then a young fossa jumped in the habitat.

"Hey, Raff." The fossa said.

"Oh, hey Foosa!" Rafael greeted.

"Woah, woah, woah… Just what do you think you're doing here?" Skipper growled.

"I just wanted to see how Raff's doing. A-and I have this thing planned…" The fossa said.

"URGh…" Skipper grunted.
"Sorry, pal. We have this training. I'm part of this team now. So I need to be ship-shape." Raff said.

"Oh. Alright. I'll just go back to dad." Foosa said bounding toward the lemur habitat.

"That predator still thinks Ring-tail's his dad?" Skipper asked.

"Yup."

"Okay! Let's just focus on this one then. Try avoiding my attacks. I'll not coach you this time." Skipper said.

"Okay, Skipper." Rafael said, returning to his fighting stance.

Skipper tried to kick him but Raff jumped out of the way.

Skipper then aimed a punch on the young chick but Raff dodged that too then he did the same thing to make him fall.

Skipper smiled. He was catching along pretty quickly.

"Alright, soldier. You can have the rest of the day to yourself. Just away from those lemurs and that fossa." Skipper ordered.

"Aye-aye, Skipper!" Rafael saluted and jumped out of the habitat to take a walk.

Skipper called Private to his side and whispered, "Keep an eye on Raff. Something might happen to him."

Private nodded and slid toward the young penguin waddling away.

Raff hummed a random tune while walking around the zoo.

Then he felt like someone was following him.

He turned and saw a black and white figure dart behind a trashcan.

Raff smirked and rolled his eyes. Skipper sent Private to watch over me… hmph… typical Skipper. He thought.

From time to time, he would look behind him to see the black and white figure rush into hiding once more.

Raff chuckled. Private wasn't that good at stalking someone.

He turned around and put his flippers on his hips, searching for Private.

Then suddenly out of nowhere, someone held a cloth over his beak and held his flippers together behind him.

There was a very strong scent coming from it.

He struggled in the grip of his captor but the smell of the cloth overwhelmed him. His sight soon became blurry and he collapsed on the ground.

He merely caught sight of the silhouette of his captor before he lost consciousness.

Private, hiding in a bush, breathed heavily. Do you think he saw me? He asked himself. No… Probably not… Hopefully not… He peered a little through the leaves of the bush and saw Raff turn around, searching for something.

Private ducked when his gaze turned to his bush.

After a few seconds, he heard the muffled voice of Raff then a soft thud on the ground.

Private gasped and peered through the bush again. He gasped. Someone rather familiar dragged the young penguin out of sight.

"Oh dear! Oh dear! What should I do!?" He hissed. "Should I run and try to save him, or rush to tell Skippah?!" Private was utterly confused.

"No… We must not risk me getting captured as well." Private decided then he slid toward the penguin habitat.

"Skippah! SKIPPAH! SKIPPAH!" Private yelled, panicking.

"What is it, Private?" Kowalski asked.

"What's the meaning of this? Where's Raff?" Skipper asked.

"SKIPPAH! RAFF'S BEEN KIDNAPPED BY HANS!" Private shouted.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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