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Hell Hath No Fury
Chapter 13
By
Wildgoose
(The apartment is moderately lit as Ming stirs from her meditation and looks about her. The clock on the TV cable box reads four in the morning and as Ming looks about the room she finds that Kitsune has dozed on the couch next to her.)
Ming: Wow, …so Mrs. Kitsune DOES sleep. I guess everybody can consider that myth debunked. (Ming gets up and begins to stretch. As she does so the sound of a foot tapping is heard, Ming turns to see Kitsune looking at her with a curious expression.) Oh sorry, …I thought that you had fallen asleep.
Kitsune: (Writes) I probably did, …but that doesn't mean that I can't wake at the first sign of trouble. (Pause) Is everything okay?
Ming: Oh yea, …I just needed to relieve myself. Nature and all, …uh do you mind if? (Ming gestures to the bathroom)
Kitsune: (Writes) There's no need to ask. (She gestures for Ming to go and after several moments Ming returns from the bathroom) So has there been any progress to report?
Ming: I've been focusing on Hannibal. (She grins sheepishly) My natural tendencies got the better of me I guess. (Pause) There's been talk of explosions and somebody named Red trying to get them, but so far they're okay. Hannibal mentioned that this Red killed someone he loved.
Kitsune: (Sighs and then writes) Hannibal's girlfriend was badly injured in a fire, …he doesn't know that she's still alive.
Ming: Hannibal wants to hurt this Red really bad, …it's most of what he thinks about. I think maybe Hannibal wants to kill him.
Kitsune: (writes) I know. I've sent texts to Steve trying to pass the word to Skipper, …hopefully your father can reach your sibling before he attempts to exact a revenge that isn't his to take.
Ming: Is there anything that we can do? (Kitsune shakes her head)
Kitsune: (Writes) We can only watch and report. (Pause) Have you tried focusing on your father? What is he up to?
Ming: Not lately, …but I'll try him next. (Shrugs) I can't tune into everybody at once, … that I know of anyway. It's hard enough trying to separate what others feel from what I feel; having to focus on multiple people would confuse me I think.
Kitsune: (writes) I can only imagine. (Pause) So how DO you feel?
Ming: (Sighs) I, …I don't know. I'm so busy feeling everything else, …it's overwhelming. Whoever I'm connected with, I feel what they feel. Hungry, happy, sad, physically interested, …I feel it all and I can't get away from it. I don't know what to do.
Kitsune: (Writes) Physically interested?
Ming: Oh um,…Loki has a thing for this girl and when I connected with him last I could feel his interest even though mentally I know I'm not like that. It was beyond weird…
Kitsune: (Shakes her head and writes) You're much too young to be feeling such things. (Pause) Although as long as we're covering that ground and you're in the rare position that you're in, …tell me something. What exactly does that interest feel like for a guy? (Gestures with her finger extending it straight out. After a moment Ming understands the question and blushes heavily)
Ming: (trying to avoid the question) I'll uh, …I'll try to focus on dad next.
(Cut to the control center of Hans's bunker. Skipper stands restrained by ropes as the others lie on the floor restrained in the same manner as they begin to regain consciousness.)
Kowalski: Ugh, …I don't want to see another squirrel as long as I live. (Twitches a little) I can't believe Rico stunned me.
Private: Be happy you only got shocked, …the squirrels tried to use me as a trampoline. My tummy has never hurt so much in my life. (Looks about) Where are we, where's Rico?
Skipper: I don't know, Private. He came to help me out and ended up tussling with another puffin, …that was the last time I saw him.
Private: I hope he's okay.
Skipper: Have no fear, Private. Rico can take care of himself, he's probably taking advantage of his separation from us to look for the kids. (Looks over at Hans who is standing near a communications terminal with a number of other squirrels working about him.) Once we know they're safe then I'm going to own that puffin's hide!
Hans: (Turns from where he is standing and looks at Skipper) I can hear you from over here you know, and the only hide that will be owned is your own. After I'm done with you I'm going to stuff my pillow with your feathers.
Skipper: Hah, …too bad for you Hans. I'm not molting.
Hans: Don't worry, …that won't bother me. You'll scream even louder that way. (The door to the room opens and Red comes walking in with a number of squirrels behind him) Red, …as much of a psycho as you are I'm surprised you waited until after the fight to show up.
Red: I assure you I was occupied with the greeting you asked me to send the penguins. (Looks at Skipper and crew) Kudos on the capture by the way, …I didn't think you had it in you. (Red walks behind Skipper and rubs his knuckles on the back of Skipper's head) …And YOU guys! I honestly didn't expect you to be able to shoot back at me, wherever did you get that wonderful little helicopter. I didn't think the humans made military equipment in our size.
Skipper: Like us, the humans we associate with are full of surprises.
Red: No doubt. (Pause) …And so long as we're on the subject of surprised humans, …how did they like my handy work back in Florida? (Smirks) You know, …I actually didn't know which of all those animals was your kids girl. (Faux yawn) So I just torched the whole place, …I figured it would save the me the time and trouble of having to look around. (Chuckles) I watched the news reports for days and I never heard a peep about any of the animals surviving. What can I say, …I'm just good at what I do.
Skipper: You torched an entire animal exhibit and killed countless animals just to lure my kids into your trap?
Red: Oh no, …not all of them. Just one of them, ..the others came as a bonus. They've been such wonderful guests since I first met them, I even took some pictures to remember them by when they're gone. (Pause) You know, …dead. (Chuckles as he pulls out some photos he took of Loki) Now I don't know his name but this kid was tons of fun. (Shows Skipper the pictures) This is him answering one of my questions, This is him being sprayed with a highly flammable liquid, …oh and this ones the best, this is him on FIRE. (Laughs) Will you look at his face, …what a clown! (Skipper begins to struggle against his ropes violently)
Skipper: I'm gonna kill BOTH of you! I'm going to cook you, …I'm going to eat you, and then I'm going to poop you out on your family's doorstep!
Red: (Smiles) It's a date then.
Hans: (from his workstation) That's enough Red, …you're making me sick just from listening to you.
Red: Hans on the other hand is no fun at all. He's been just so miserable lately; I think it has something to do with his own kid.
Hans: RED! We're ready.
Red: (Taps Skipper on the shoulder) Here comes the best part of the show so far, you don't want to miss any of this. (Red walks over to join Hans in front of a large LED TV screen)
Hans: We're all set on this end Dr., go ahead. (The screen comes to life showing Dr. Blowhole standing atop of a Segway scooter. In the background are multicolor walls with festive decoration.)
Skipper/Kowalski/Private: DR. BLOWHOLE!
Kowalski: Yes of course, …it all makes sense.
Private: What does?
Kowalski: The unexpected resistance when we entered this facility. As I had expected, Hans didn't have his own people so he needed a benefactor. Somebody with scores of extra help, and that somebody is Blowhole. (Laughs) So who missed the mark NOW, Skipper?
Skipper: It's still you, Kowalski. You failed to anticipate the extra help.
Kowalski: What? You can't possibly expect me to be perfect ALL of the time.
Skipper: I expect no less of any of you than I expect of myself.
Private: Excuse me, Skipper. Are you saying that you're perfect?
Skipper: Of course not, …nobody's perfect. I just do things perfectly, that's all.
Kowalski: Oh wonderful, then I suppose you have the perfect way for us to get out of this mess?
Skipper: Not yet, …but I'm working on it.
Red: We can still hear you guys, and the squirrel muscle was all me. Lobsters are the Dr.'s specialty.
Blowhole: (Seeing the penguins tied up in the background) Ah Hans, …you've finally captured them. I must say it took you long enough.
Hans: Patience is a virtue Dr., good things come to those who wait.
Blowhole: Yes, ….and I'm sure that's just fine and dandy for you. Have you been able to accomplish your little agenda?
Hans: Not Yet, …but soon.
Blowhole: I see. If I might ask, Hans. Why are you drawing this whole thing out, …just get it done and out of the way.
Hans: You of all people should understand the virtues of savoring revenge, Dr.
Blowhole: Yea, uh huh. My revenge's, not yours. As far as you're concerned it's chop-chop, let's go!
Hans: I will NOT be denied this, …you will just have to wait!
Blowhole: (Chuckles) I'm afraid the waiting is over, I'm ready to go and you've done exactly what I needed you to do.
Hans: (Grumbles) Fine, I've kept the penguins occupied but you still have yet to tell my WHY? What is your part of this plan, Dr.?
Blowhole: My part? Why this whole thing has been my part, …what I'm about to put into action is the SECOND part of MY plan. (Chuckles evilly)
Hans: What are you talking about Dr.?
Blowhole: Red, if you please. (Red approaches Hans from behind and grabs him by the head before slamming it down on the console and then throwing Hans backwards into the arms of the waiting squirrels who begin to tie Hans up.)
Hans: Red, what are you DOING? You were sent here to assist me!
Red: (sighs) No, …I was sent to keep an eye on you. To make sure you were able to keep the penguins attention away from the Dr.'s real goals. I just happened to be enjoying my work so long as I was here.
Hans: HIS real goals? This is MY revenge!
Red: No Hans, ..it's always been his. You're just a pawn.
Hans: Just a …, what the devil are you TALKING about?
Blowhole: (chuckles) He's right you know, ….I never gave a puffins feathered butt about your revenge. (Higher pitched laugh) Especially since you were going after the wrong people.
Hans: (confused) The wrong people?
Skipper: I think I can agree with the pawn, what do you mean the wrong people.
Blowhole: You've been chasing the penguins all of this time over your little girl's death, what was her name? Leprechaun?
Hans: LEIPSCHEN!
Blowhole: Oh right. (Snickers) They had nothing to do with it!
Skipper: That's what I've been trying to tell him.
Blowhole: Shut up, Skipper. This is my moment, I don't need any help trust me. (Pause) Hans, your little girl had nothing more than a series of really bad colds. If anything they made her stronger just by enduring them.
Hans: (Confused) Than what…? (Pause) How do you know…?
Blowhole: I think Skipper can help you figure that one out. You do remember what I said to you about the help I employed when we met in Camden, right Skipper?
Hans: (Turns to face Skipper) What is this about?
Skipper: If memory serves, Dr. Blowhole was employing humans to do his work instead of lobsters.
Blowhole: …And do you remember what I told you?
Skipper: Yea, you said that humans didn't care who they were working for or what the job was just as long as they were paid enough.
Blowhole: Very good, Skipper. You have a sharp memory indeed. Now then Hans, …who's that Dr. who works for you? What's her name, Homer?
Hans: HEIDI! You're doing that on purpose, stop it!
Blowhole: (Laughs) I would but your just so much fun to provoke right now. Ask her what could happen if a syringe is administered with nothing but air in it as opposed to the antibiotic it should have been filled with. (Pause) Put those things together and I think you'll figure out just how badly you've been duped, Hans. (Hans's face loses all expression and he just stares off into space.) They're all yours, Red. Dispose of them any way you like, …ALL of them.
Skipper: (struggles a bit) Now wait just a minute, Blowhole! Do you mean to tell me that after all of this you're not even going to gloat about your diabolical plan?
Blowhole: Not really, ..after all of our battles together over the years the gloating just seemed to be getting old. (Sighs in thought) Then again, ..at all of those past times you always managed to foil my plans. (Laughs evilly) Today will be quite different, I promise. (Pause) Sure, one more gloat for old time's sake. Skipper, do you remember the time I was going to melt the northern polar ice cap to flood the earth?
Skipper: I remember you failed and got your butt handed to you.
Blowhole: (Sighs) No doubt about your memory, Skipper. (Pause) Well there won't be any double agent lemurs to set you free this time. Even if there were there's no way you could possibly reach me in time to stop me. (Laughs maniacally) That's the wonderful virtue of deploying an elaborate diversion!
Skipper: Are you saying that you're going to try to melt the ice cap again? Don't you have anything original to throw at us?
Kowalski: Dr. Blowhole, I hate to break it to you but your plan was hopelessly flawed the last time you tried it. The weight of the floating ice cap displaces a quantity of seawater equal to its mass. When it melts, the sea level won't rise at all. …And since the cap is made of brine ice instead of fresh water the threat of a new ice age by stopping the north Atlantic current is debunked. (Blowhole begins to laugh) Uh, …I don't think he got it Skipper.
Blowhole: Oh Kowalski, …you think too small. You're right, melting the cap won't flood the earth. However it WILL accomplish one of my many revenges. Does anybody want to take a guess at my location? (He starts to hum Jingle Bells)
Private: You're,… at the north pole?
Blowhole: (taps his nose) Not JUST the North Pole. (The image on the TV pans back to reveal several reindeer and helpers tied up on the floor.) THE north pole, …when the ice cap melts this place will sink like a brick and one of many revenges will be mine at last. (One of the tied up reindeer manages to lift its head and look at the camera)
Private: (Gasps) Cupid!
Blowhole: What? (Looks behind him) Oh, …you know these guys. Tsk tsk, …not for much longer.
Skipper: Blowhole you monster, what could you possibly have against Christmas?
Blowhole: I have nothing against Christmas, ….I have a beef with the big man himself. The S.O.B. never brought me a single thing in my life, not even coal. Heck, if he can visit that little Spongebob® guy he can sure as heck swing by my place if even to tell me how naughty I've been.
Kowalski: Uh Dr., that guy is a cartoon on Nickelodeon®. My kid watches it all the time.
Blowhole: Who CARES! The point is he never comes my way. (Groans are heard from all of the birds accompanied by eye rolls) Anyway, that's only part of the plan. This time my plan is twofold; I've placed thermal units all over the Antarctic continent as well. I can guarantee you that there is more than enough frozen water there to flood the earth. Every land dwelling animal will drown and my revenge will finally be complete, even sea going birds will succumb sooner or later.
Hans: I'm a seagoing bird, what could you possibly have against MY kind?
Blowhole: (gestures to the penguins) You look like THEM! That's reason enough to kill anybody. (Chuckles) Heck, …even that wayward Happy Feet penguin that the humans recently released to the seas in New Zealand will be in for a shock when he can't find land.
Private: Who?
Blowhole: What the, …don't you people have internet at home? An emperor penguin washed ashore in New Zealand and the humans found it, nursed it back to health, and named the thing Happy Feet before setting it free with a GPS tracker. I've been following it on the map at .
Kowalski: (scoffs) I find it hard to believe that after everything that you're doing you could possibly be concerned with one our kind.
Blowhole: What, no. I'm not concerned at all, …in fact we have a betting pool going on over here over how far he'll make it before drowning or being eaten. Any chance you guys want in before you die? (Laughs) I'll check back with you later, Red. (The TV goes dark)
Skipper: (Looks at Red) You do realize that if Blowhole succeeds you're going to die as well.
Red: (Scowls) Every fire must be extinguished sooner or later. (Gestures to the squirrels) Lock them in the store room, at least there are no vent ducts in there for them to escape through. (The squirrels bring the rest of the penguins to their feet and escort them out of the room.)
(Cut to Ming as she has just relayed to Kitsune what she saw from being connected to Skipper.)
Ming: (Sits down as the imagery from Skipper continues to change in front of her) What do we do? (Pulls her tail over her shoulder and holds it against her cheek like a security blanket) I don't want to die! (The ghostly sound of the speak and spell is heard as Kitsune Replies)
Kitsune: A way will be found to overcome this, do not worry. Keep watching, perhaps clues can be found to help them.
Ming: (Whimpers) But, …watch who? I don't want to connect with that Blowhole guy, he scares me.
Kitsune: I understand, …but if you are able then you must be brave. Watch for anything that could be useful.
Ming: (Whimpers again) I'll try… (Ming walks up to the image and places her paws against the barrier watching the ripples form as she does so.) Oh dad, I wish you were here to tell me what to do. I'm scared…
(Cut to the penguins as they are being led down a hallway)
Skipper: Come on Private, suck it up.
Private: What?
Skipper: Fear is not an option, I need every man at his best.
Private: I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Skipper.
Skipper: I heard you say you were scared; it sounded like a girly voice so it had to be you.
Private: I didn't say anything, Skipper. …And my voice does not sound girly.
Skipper: Then, Kowalski?
Kowalski: Not me Skipper, …I think you may be hearing things. (Red shoves them forward)
Red: Be quiet all of you. (Red stops them at a metal door and opens it) In you go!
Skipper: You're not going to get away with this.
Red: (Smiles) Famous last words. (He shoves them all through and watches as they go tumbling down the stairs.) You'll all die a slow death when this place finally starts to flood. (Looks to disable the doorknob on the inside of the door but notices that it's already been broken off. Red chuckles.) Well there's convenience for you. (He slams the door shut)
(Snap to the inside of the storage room. The area is dimply lit by a single light bulb hanging by a wire from the ceiling. The penguins having tucked and rolled as they were pushed down the stairs begin to get up having suffered no ill effect and look around. Muffled sounds come from the shadows followed by a yelp and a female voice.)
Voice: You're moving too much, ..it hurts! Slow down… (The penguins exchange glances with each other and begin to work their way out of the ropes binding them.)
Skipper: Penguin tower boys, let's put some light on the situation. (The penguins vault onto each other's shoulders until they are able to reach the light bulb and cast some light in the direction of the voice.) Who goes there? (Rico and Heidi are suddenly illuminated by the light and are seen to be lying side by side against one another with Rico draping one flipper over her side.) Rico…? (Heidi turns her head to look at the group as well)
Hans: Heidi…?
Rico: Uh, …this isn't what it looks like.
Heidi: (chuckles) I'll vouch for that… (Clutches her side in pain) Oh God it hurts just to laugh.
Hans: (surprised/confused) Rico, …what are your intentions with my sister?
(Everybody but Heidi snaps their heads to look at Hans) Sister…?
Rico: (Looks at Heidi) You're his sister?
Heidi: Like I said before, working with him not for him.
Skipper: You've never mentioned anything about having a sister before.
Hans: It never came up, why does it matter?
Skipper: I don't know, …I just remember that I once told you that I didn't have a sister. I guess I just assumed you'd have mentioned if you had one. (Shrugs) Weird moment I guess.
Hans: Oh be quiet, Skipper. I have more important matters to attend to , …my previous question still stands Rico? (Pause) And Heidi, …how could you?
Heidi: Oh shut up, Hans. This is nothing what it looks like, we're both hurt and Rico is trying to fix me up with some bandages we made out of an old WWII table cloth that was left in here. (Groans) Things would be going better if Rico could wrap these bandages without jostling me so much. (Pause) Speaking of which, we could use a hand here.
Skipper: Kowalski, …see what you can do.
Hans: You help your own man and keep your flippers off of my sister. I'll help her. (Kowalski makes a hands off gesture and begins to help Rico)
Heidi: Oh just leave me alone, Hans. Rico's got me just fine, help him up so he can finish with these bandages. If you move me without immobilizing my chest my ribs could fracture further and puncture one of my lungs.
Hans: HIM? What's wrong with me helping you?
Heidi: You've always been overprotective since mom died, heck you kept chasing off every guy I ever met. I couldn't start dating until after you went to jail.
Hans: Don't push that back on me, mom asked me to look after you and frankly none of those guys measured up.
Heidi: (winces in pain) That was YEARS ago! I'm a doctor now for God sake and here lately I've been trying to keep you from committing an atrocity that will haunt you for the rest of your life. So who's taking care of who?
Rico: HEY! Can we do this later? She's hurt over here. Now help me over to her so I can do this… (Everybody looks at Rico with a stunned expression) We made a truce to help each other okay…? (After being helped over to her Rico begins to do his best to bandage Heidi up.)
Heidi: (After Rico has finished) Not bad, you follow instructions well.
Rico: (blushes a little) What can I say, …it comes from working with a great crew. (Slowly helps Heidi to a sitting position as she groans from the pain.)
Heidi: Okay lie down. One hand washes the other.
Private: I'm not sure what she meant by that but I don't think I want to watch.
Heidi: Oh be quiet you twit, I'm just going to check out his injuries. Males, …HONESTLY! Everything has to be about mating with you. (She begins to examine Rico)
Rico: At least I know you're name now.
Heidi: What?
Rico: You never gave me your name before. (Pause) Heidi…?
Heidi: Yes?
Rico: Are you probing me or feeling me up? …Because it feels like the latter.
Heidi: (Chuckles and then clutches her side) Touché
Hans: (turns away) I don't think I can watch this…
Heidi: (Helps Rico to sit up) You're better off than I am, it looks like you're just badly bruised.
Rico: It sure hurts enough. (Rico lets out a loud groan as slowly climbs to his feet.) The dizziness is gone. (Helps Heidi to her feet)
Heidi: Take it easy, it still hurts!
Skipper: So are you guys done playing Dr. Quinn medicine puffin? (Rico doesn't respond but slowly waddles over to the shelves and begins to look through the food stores) Excuse me, what are you doing? We have a situation here; blowhole is going to flood the world! We need to figure out how to get out of here pronto. Red broke the door handle off, so we need to find a way to either jimmy it or bust it open.
Heidi: He's going to what?
Skipper: Oh yea, …your comrade Dr. Blowhole is holed up with Santa hostage about to melt the ice at both of the poles. The whole world will be under water!
Heidi: (Glares at Hans) Didn't Doris tell you working with that guy was a major mistake?
Hans: (cautiously) Not now, Heidi!
Kowalski: Doris, …Doris the dolphin? OUR Doris, from the central park zoo? (Bill quivers) …MY Doris?
Skipper: I've told you countless times, Kowalski. She only likes you she doesn't LIKE you like you. (Scoffs) I guess now we know why. (Pause) I hold my head in shame, men. We've had a spy amongst us the whole time and never even knew it. (Sighs) How many of our missions could have been compromised….?
Rico: (calls over from the shelf) Do you want to get something to eat, Heidi?
Heidi: You've got to be kidding, haven't you been listening? We have a whole new crisis on our hands that stands to kill everybody.
Rico: I know, but I can't think on an empty stomach. How about you?
Heidi: (Is about to reply when her stomach gurgles) Traitor… (Sighs) Fine, bring me something. (Skipper rolls his eyes after Rico brings some food over prompting the others to go looking as well.)
Skipper: Fine, we'll think as we eat.
(Snap to sometime later as the group tosses around ideas on how to stop blowhole.)
Kowalski: So tell me again, Rico. WHY is it that you have nothing left in that gullet of yours that could be useful to us in any way whatsoever?
Rico: I used it all.
Kowalski: So by all of it you mean, …
Rico: (shrugs) All of it.
Kowalski: Even…
Rico: The kitchen sink, yup. I threw that at her too.
Kowalski: …But how could you throw the kitchen sink? We NEED that thing to wash up after we're done eating. Good God man, don't you ever think about hygiene?
Hans: (Looks down and shakes his head at hearing the others comments) Heidi, ….I need you to tell me something.
Heidi: Anything, brother.
Heidi: What would happen if a syringe that was supposed to be filled with antibiotic was injected with only air in it?
Heidi: (Thinks for a moment) Bubbles would form in the blood stream causing an air embolism, it would behave like a clot, or for the guys to understand better vapor lock. The bubbles would wander through the body until they got lodged somewhere. Depending on their size they could eventually make their way to the brain and cause the patient to stroke out or if they were large enough they could get lodged in the heart and cause a heart attack. Either one could be deadly, why?
Skipper: Blowhole made a bit of a revelation to Hans when he turned on him. (Hans begins to cry) If I'm putting the pieces together properly, Blowhole paid the vet at Hoboken to inject Leipschen with a syringe full of air.
Heidi: (Eyes widen) She was MURDERED? (Cups her wings to her beak) Oh my God! (Pause) But why…?
Skipper: Blowhole somehow found out that I sent Hans there and used Hans's daughter to make him think that she died because of the unhealthy conditions. …And because I'd sent him there Blowhole gambled assuming that he'd freak out just like he did and hunt me down. All the while keeping us busy and away from whatever Blowhole was planning.
Heidi: He killed that little girl to create a diversion..? (Looks dumbfounded as Hans continues to cry) Oh my poor brother, I'm so sorry.
Hans: (wipes his eyes) No, …I'm sorry. (Looks Skipper in the eye) I'm sorry, Skipper. (Pause) I was so blinded by her death… (Long pause) I was willing to do such horrible things to even the score.
Skipper: (Looks about for a moment) Well sorry certainly doesn't make things better, Hans. (Sighs) ...But since you fortunately never got around to doing those horrible things I'm willing to put that matter aside, …for now. All things considered, I think I can understand what you might have been going through. (clears his throat) From all of us Hans, please except our condolences for your loss. I don't even want to imagine that pain. (Hans begins to cry again)
Hans: (amidst tears) I can't believe I was working with that monster, …I let him play me so BADLY.
Skipper: We're going to get him, Hans. We'll find a way if it kills us!
Kowalski: Actually Skipper, if we don't find a way it WILL kill us. Of course it will kill all of those who don't swim nearly as well as us first but you get the idea.
Skipper: Thanks for the morale booster there, Kowalski.
Heidi: Rico, …do you at least have a spoon left?
Rico: Why?
Heidi: So I can cut Blowhole's heart out with it.
Skipper: Save it little lady, everybody has a score to settle. Have no fear though, you'll get your chance.
Private: I think we have a problem though, Skipper? Once we get out of here then how are we going to get to Blowhole if he's all the way at the north pole?
Chapter 14 coming soon….
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