Chapter 4
Dirty reflections
"Erm... Dr. Blowhole?" Private asked daringly, "Before we die, why was it that you chose, let's say, Halloween?"
The evil smile returned to Blowhole's smug face, "Why tell, when I can show? You'll appreciate this Kowalski; I made it even better than last time..." The Dolphin pressed another of the coloured buttons on his seg-way. The new cinema system loaded.
They stared with a mixture of array and disbelief as the ceiling came to life before their very eyes. Suddenly, the penguins realised the epic scale of Blowhole's lair and power, "I took the pleasure of installing a 3D IMAX cinema system, complete with realistic sound projectiles and a special favourite of my own design – invisible laser beams. Don't worry," He added, as if that were his captives' main concern, "They're only for if you try to escape!"
"You need to excuse me for a moment; I need a brick wall... WHY DO THE BAD GUYS ALWAYS GET THE GOOD STUFF?"
Blowhole looked up at the loco penguin with great concern.
"He'll be ok in a few minutes," Skipper reassured.
All of a sudden, a video began to play. The film was of a dolphin show, performed in an aqua theatre looking distinctly similar to the one on Coney Island. Classical music played as the show went underway. They juggled balls, dived through flaming hoops, splashed the audience... but one of the dolphins looked familiar; he had the same nose, same mouth, same left eye, yet with a different expression, contentment, because Flippy enjoyed what he was doing.
The dolphin paused the video at the last second before his eye was ruined forever. The lemurs, penguins and Dr. Blowhole himself cringed at the thought of what was going to happen. The unfitting music continued to play...
"She disfigured my beautiful, dolphin face!" He spat. The penguins saw trouble in Blowhole's remaining eye; a deep, painful soul, if he had one left at all.
"Couldn't you have just forgiven her? I mean, it was only an accident. It looked like she was somewhat scared..." Private suggested, although he knew that Blowhole would never blow his life-plans in consideration of a sentence of advice from one of his greatest enemies.
The dolphin continued what he was about to say and brushed Private's comment over his shoulder, "And for those of you who are in a coma... NO. It was not just an accident; she destroyed what I had become, and what I was going to become; she destroyed my life's worth! No longer was the show just about me, jumping through hoops. It was about that ugly, one-eyed dolphin with a huge scar, no feelings and an unfitting, cutesy name. They laughed at me and tore my essence in half... I had had enough!" Dr. Blowhole trembled bitterly at old memories pushing themselves up to the surface, memories that he had wished never to experience again...
'Hey, look, it's that Flippy freak!' 'Check out that ugly dolphin; at least, I think it's a dolphin...' 'I think we should call it scar face!' 'I don't know about you, but that is the most repulsive dolphin I've ever seen!' 'What, what's wrong with it? Ewwww! Gross!' 'Jump through some more hoops, Cyclops!'
The screen went blank as the evil genius killed the power to his new blueray player. That way, his sudden snap to wickedness would be more dramatic, "Let's cut the slack! After I destroy you, the world will be rid of you devious, flightless penguins, and I can execute my ultimate plan for revenge. Under your very feet is a large fusion reactor which, when activated, will be in the megaton range of thermonuclear weapons. If a similar explosive weighing two thousand pounds can create as much blast power as a collection of explosives weighing two billion pounds, think what devastation I would cause with a hydrogen dirty Bomb the size of Coney Island? Bet you didn't see that coming, penguins? Ahhahahahahahahh!"
"Sweet collateral damage... You'll blow up the whole of America!" Skipper exclaimed. The plan was mad, completely insane, yet it had a streak of brilliance.
"It'll do more than, Pen-gu-ins... We're talking ten years of nuclear winter, a shift of the Earth's axis, radiation clouds that will rain on every continent on earth... If the humans don't die within my 'ring of fire,' they will die in the aftermath, until every stinking ape is wiped from the face of this planet! Who'll be laughing at the notorious Dr. Blowhole now? Ahhahahahahaahha!"
"Coarr, you really know how to hold a grudge!" Said Private.
"Just one question," Kowalski added, as Rico graphically pictured the upcoming explosion, "How will you escape, and have you taken into consideration the environmental impact of such a devilish weapon?"
Dr. Blowhole paused and held a thoughtful expression, "To question number one: What villain is stupid enough to have only one base? To question number two: Yes. Now prepare pen-gu-ins and two-faced lemurs, for my ultimate plan of REVENGE!" His voice echoed eerily through Blowhole's gigantic lair and out of his speakers sending back hair and feathers to stand on end, "Oooh, did you feel that subwoofer?"
"Hmmm, interesting... Maurice, how does my other face look? Is it Kingly and attractive?" Julien asked. Maurice rolled his wise, yellow eyes...