Chapter 5: The Big Battle End

Private was asleep. When he awoke he couldn't see because it was pitch black. The twine was removed so that he could actually move. Private couldn't see so he dared not to move. He gulped. Suddenly a big spotlight surrounded the young penguin startling him. He shielded his eyes from the new bright light entering the room.

A picture of Dr Blowhole and Mindy standing side by side appeared on what Private saw as a wall. Blowhole laughed as he usually did trying to intimidate Private, but the young penguin stood tall.

"Are you comfortable, Private?" Blowhole asked as he sneered.

Private glared at him and took a defensive stance. Crouching low to the ground he was silent.

"Oh, so you're not talking now? You were so chatty that I couldn't get you to shut your mouth." Mindy added. She also smiled in a mean manner, frightening Private even more.

"Oh well," Dr. Blowhole sighed not really meaning it, of course, "Skipper will soon come, and when he does, there'll be a trap just waiting for him."

"You're right about Skippah coming, but you're wrong about him getting trapped!" Private shot back, "He'll save me, and I know it!"

"Oh, that's what I'm counting on," Blowhole pressed a button on his one-wheeled scooter and a steel wall appeared behind Private and strapped him to it. Private couldn't move now. If he had teeth, they would be gritted in his frown. Private hid his true fear inside himself so that the enemy before him didn't find any weakness in him. Instead he masked it in his glare, other than crying.

"Skippah will have a plan, he always has one! Then he'll beat you!" Private yelled with the upmost respect for his leader, even though his accent made it almost cute.

Dr. Blowhole laughed at the youth's confidence. Mindy just stood and smirked.

"Gee, you seem so cheery. Let me play you a sad song on my new guitar!" Mindy held up Marlene's guitar and began to play. She wasn't very good, but you could at least tell what the tune was.

"So, you did take Marlene's antique guitar!" Private yelled accusingly.

"Sure I did, it's worth a lot of money. Just the kind of payback she gets for getting Grandma's guitar instead of me!" Mindy confirmed playing the guitar like a rock star would.

"She always got the good stuff because she was so perfect." Mindy continued, "I tried to be good, but it always backfired… So I decided if I couldn't be good, I'd have to be the exact opposite."

She frowned recalling the memories while watching her own fingers pluck the strings of "her" guitar. Mindy sighed. Dr. Blowhole did the same, but out of boredom instead of sad memories.

"Okay, so we've heard the sad dramatic thing that made you a bad guy, now can we torture the prisoner already or something?" he asked impatiently.

Private cringed at Dr. Blowhole's words. Torture? He shuddered at the thought.

Private gulped. He closed his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts even though his greatest nightmare was happening before him.

"Whatever, it's no fur off my nose. Besides, he's your enemy. I just want to get back at my sister." Mindy replied tuning the guitar. She didn't look excited or interested in the least.

"Um, why did we form this alliance again?" Blowhole asked seeing his partner's lack of interest.

"Because your enemies are my sister's best friends. The way I see it, if you destroy the penguins, my sister feels more pain." Mindy said as she laughed softly, "A scar on the inside, instead of the outside. It lasts much longer."

While the two were talking, Private thought up a plan. The quantum hyper-cute! He could knock them out with his penguin cuteness, and escape the lair unharmed, or Skipper could come and get him before the baddies woke up.

Private soon put his plan into action. "Oh, Blowhole!" he called to the mad doctor, who turned to see the cute penguin in his hyper-cute pose. Blowhole fell over, his mind overwhelmed by cuteness. Mindy, on the other hand stared at him like he was a pile of dirt in the middle of a newly-cleaned floor.

Then he remembered.

Mindy was truly evil, she only looked out for number one: her. She is the definition of evil. If a toddler had a balloon, she would knock it out of the child's hands and make them cry. No one dared to try to get to her heart, since she didn't have one. She was all dark, no light.

"What are you doing?" Mindy asked.

"I'm told not to tell you!" Private answered.

Marlene's habitat

Marlene was pacing back and forth in her cave hoping the guys were alright. It was her sister, and they were fighting her! Marlene felt bad about getting her friends into the mess in the first place. She had to help! Marlene quickly ran to the park where the trio of penguins stood, trying to get Fred to understand what they were saying.

"Did you find him yet?" Marlene asked, causing Skipper to jump in surprise.

He picked himself up and tried to look respectful again.

"Uh, no." Skipper replied feeling embarrassed.

Rico started to yell in his gibberish words again.

"What's wrong with Rico?" Marlene asked.

"He thinks he saw something." Skipper replied.

Rico finally translated, "Lobster! Lobster!" he cried.

"Lobster?" Skipper turned to look at his weapons specialist.

"Uh-huh!" Rico confirmed.

"Which way did he go?" Skipper demanded.

Rico took point and lead them to the tree where Mindy had been.

"This is it," Marlene marveled, "I can tell because of all of her carvings."

There were carvings everywhere, and they were a labeled by enemies, victims, and allies. Skipper looked over to the allies' area to find a carving of a familiar dolphin. Too familiar.

Skipper narrowed his eyes as he said the name. "Blowhole!" he said to everyone's surprise.

"Pardon?" Kowalski thought the paranoia had gotten to Skipper.

"Look over here and tell me who that is." Skipper directed with dismay.

"It can't be!" Kowalski cried. Rico gasped dramatically.

Marlene was confused. She had never seen the penguins' dolphin enemy. She decided to play along.

"They must have left! Men and Marlene, we're going to Coney Island!" Skipper declared.

They had enough "jet packs" for everyone since Private wasn't there. On Skipper's signal the penguins and Marlene lifted off into the light blue sky.

"Woo-hoo!" Marlene cried spreading her arms out like an airplane with her fur ruffled in the breeze.

She had never done this before because she was so scared. Ever since the accident with Kowalski's machine and meeting herself, she wasn't afraid.

Later they were soaring over Coney Island. Skipper signaled them to land, in which they did so.

Once they touched their feet on the ground, they were all serious. The search was on and they knew it. Skipper directed his three friends into a ventilation shaft where they snuck into the lab. The lab with the very thing Skipper feared and more, needles. He wasn't afraid, he had his team. Err… part of it anyway.

The four moved fast, the penguins belly-sliding and Marlene doing her best to keep up. After a while, Skipper was suspicious. Why weren't the lobsters there? He shook the thought from his mind as he guided Marlene, Kowalski, and Rico through enemy territory.

When they finally reached the room where Private was, they were very nervous. Facing an arch-enemy is no laughing matter.

"Alright men and Marlene, we move fast. I'll take care of Blowhole, you get the lobsters. Move out!" Skipper directed

"I'll take my sister." Marlene volunteered.

The four swiftly moved into the room and Private couldn't help but smile with glee.

"Kowalski, pick the lock," Skipper whispered the order to his lieutenant.

Rico up-chucked a paper clip which Kowalski formed into a key and unlocked the straps that held their teammate.

"Skippah, we've got to get out of here!" Private said urgently, "Marlene's sister is on her way!"

"Don't worry young Private; we just have to let these sisters settle their family history." Skipper smiled confidently.

Private was confused as they all stood there. Finally, Mindy arrived. She held the Spanish guitar in her hand and was angry.

"Hey sis," Marlene said angrily but she was sure of herself.

"What are you doing here?" Mindy growled.

"I came to get my guitar." Marlene responded knowing it would only tick her sister off more.

"Grrrraaarrr!" Mindy lunged at Marlene. Marlene dodged just barely, sending Mindy into a wall. Mindy was too blind with rage to fight very well.

"It was my guitar in the first place, not yours!" Mindy yelled.

"No, I won the contest fair and square!" Marlene yelled back.

Mindy picked up the guitar, and held it over her head. "Ok, fine if you want it, here you go!" Mindy cried as the guitar came down like a baseball bat, trying to hit Marlene.

Marlene dodged and dodged until she finally grabbed the guitar right before it struck her. She started to play a tune. Marlene's fingers moved fast across the strings in harmony, as she played, a portal began to open behind her sister. Mindy yelped as she let go of the table she was holding on to, and fell into the portal.

"That's scientifically impossible!" Kowalski said as he watched the two otters.

When the portal finally closed, Marlene ceased her playing and walked over to the penguins.

"What did you do?" Skipper demanded.

"Oh don't worry she'll be fine." Marlene replied, "She was only teleported back to California. Mom and Grandma will take care of her punishment there."

The penguins were still in awe and didn't speak for a moment until Private finally broke the silence.

"So your guitar is magic?" Private asked.

"No, Kowalski needed one of his inventions tested, so I just pretended like the guitar was magic." Marlene and the others looked at Kowalski.

"I fired the teleportation ray in time for it to look like it was magic." Kowalski laughed. So did Marlene.

"Well that works too." Skipper said.

I hope you enjoyed the story. This chapter I hope was worth the wait. Please tell me if it was! Thanks for reading! :D

BTW, look out for other stories I'll write later!