Hi and welcome back. Now, in the previous chapter I had said this was my first Penguins of Madagascar story. That's not totally true. I was working on another one a few months before this, but I decided to publish this one first. I might publish the other one though as well. Now, this story is solely about Dr. Blowhole. I didn't intend to put in how he comes to hate the Penguins, although they will appear later in the story. I might do it anyway, as another flashback.
Katrina stirred herself awake. She put a hand to her head, when a surge of pain ripped through her. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't anything small either. 'What happened?' She thought. She looked around for a second and then looked down. Her head sprung up. She started looking all around herself. Her heart raced when she figured the obvious fact. This wasn't her house. 'Where am I?' She thought, frantically. Now she remembered what happened to her last. "I've been kidnapped." She said aloud. She was breathing in and out heavily, fear gripping itself at her.
"Hello Katrina." A voice rang out.
"Who are you?" Katrina cried out. "And how do you know my name?"
"I've known you for a long time, Katrina." The voice rang out.
"What, are you some kind of stalker?" Katrina said. 'Oh great, I've been captured by a lunatic.' She thought.
"Certainly not." The voice rang out. Whoever he was, he was very irritated by her remark. "I haven't seen you in years. If it hadn't have been for my henchmen mucking up and doing this to you, we wouldn't have met again."
"So, you didn't mean to capture me?" Katrina said.
"No." The voice said simply.
Katrina sighed. 'Well, that's a small relief.' She thought. "Wait, what did you mean by henchmen." She said. "What, are you some kind of evil villain and I've stumbled upon your secret lair." She snickered.
"Yes." The voice said. Katrina gulped. 'Either I've been captured by a lunatic after all, or this guy really is an evil villain.' She thought. 'I hope he's not the torture type.' "Oh, don't worry." The voice said, as if reading her thought. 'Could he?' "I won't hurt you. That's the last thing I want to do to you."
"Then, what are you going to do to me?" Katrina said, while holding her breath.
"I'll just keep you here, until my plan is completed." The voice said.
"Let me guess, 'World Domination.'" Katrina said, while snickering again. 'You have watched way too many cartoons.' She thought.
"In a manner of speaking." The voice said. "One could honestly say the world will never be the same."
Then she heard something like dolphin noises. For some reason, it sounded vaguely familiar. "Is there a dolphin up there with you?" She asked.
The laughing automatically stopped. There was a moment of silence. "Uhhh…" The voice started. "No. Definitely not. Why would there be a dolphin up here? I'm not a dolphin, I assure you." It sounded shaky and uncertain.
Katrina put her hands on her hips. "I didn't ask if you were a dolphin." She said, while raising an eyebrow.
"Uhhh…" The voice started again. "I knew that." There was another moment of silence. "That's enough talking for now. Sit back and enjoy yourself. It might take a while." She heard the speaker being cut off.
Katrina sighed and laid back. 'Well, that settles it.' She thought. 'I've been captured by a freak who thinks himself a super villain.' She flipped over onto her stomach. She saw a small T.V. 'At least there's something to do.' She grabbed the remote control and turned it on.
(Flashback)
"Come on, Katrina." Her mother called to her. "It's time to go."
Katrina giddily got her stuff together. She couldn't wait to get to the new amusement park. "Coming mother." She said. She hurried out to door of the apartment building. They had only recently come to New York. She was a little scared at first, but she adjusted quickly. They went outside. The sidewalks were busting with people, as such, the highway was as well. She looked up at the skyscrapers. 'I don't think I'll ever get used to a place so huge.' She thought.
Her father hailed a taxi, which stopped and let them in. "Take us too that new amusement park." He said.
"Ah, I know the one." The Taxi driver said. They started off.
I Know this flashback is short, but I just couldn't think of anything. Another note; yes I don't remember the name of the amusement park that Blowhole had to perform at. It doesn't really matter anyway.
