Warehouse 24A
NYC docks
11:00 A.M. Eastern standard time
(Skipper's POV)
WE found our selves in a strange chamber with strange lights on the ceiling. "Now what blowhole?" I asked. "I get to show you my real plan!" Blowhole replied from a control room above us. "Let me guess," Kowalski said, "Your have constructed a second Ring of Fire and intent to melt the artic, flood the world, rule the world, and make the humans jump thru hoops." "Wrong," Blowhole replied, "I'm going to use the ring of fire to melt...YOU!" "I don't like the sound of that at all," Private said. "You make terrific goo puddles," Blowhole replied.
"You Fiend this plan won't work!" I shouted. "Prepare to eat your words," He replied. "Not if we become puddles of goo we won't," Kowalski said. Blowhole smiled evilly and pushed a button, "RING OF FIRE MACH TWO ACTIVATED!" The Ring of Fire decended from the ceiling and the temperature in the chamber increased. Blowhole pushed another button, "HEAT OUTPUT INCREASED TO A LUDICUS LEVEL." We were now sweating extremely as the heat started to become unbearable. "HEAT OUTPUT INCREASED…BEYOND ALL REASON!" We were starting to bake in the extreme temperatures our sweat now evaporating off our feathers. "What's the matter pen-gu-wins?" Blowhole mocked, "can't take the heat?" "Stop this now!" I shouted. "Now let's get to melting temperature," Blowhole replied. "HEAT OUTPUT HAS INCREASED BEYOND ALL COMPERHENSION!" Everything around us started to melt including the chains that held us allowing us to escape direct exposure to the Ring of Fire!"
"I should have built a smaller chamber!" Blowhole replied. Rico fired a rocket at the door that sealed off the chamber. We then ran panting out of the chamber amid the alarms that started to sound. "HEAT SHIELD HAS BEEN COMPROMISED!" "Turn it off! Turn it off!" Blowhole shouted. "RING OF FIRE…SHUT DOWN IN PROGRESS." We looked around and found that the chamber we were just in was just a bunch of old cargo crates put together. The chamber was in the middle of a vast warehouse. The Warehouse was filled with Tanks, battle cruisers, a helicopter, some cages, some ominous weapons, and stacks of Crates (and a fortlift or two)
Up above us was a series of platforms, walkways, floodlights, and…of course laser beams. High above us was the ceiling which had windows that allowed sunlight in and industrial ceiling lights. Their were four sets of stairs leading to the upper level in carefully planned spots there was also a elevator. Their was a river of ocean water that lead out to the bay…on one side was the banks of computers on the metal plates and at the other was a docking point for Submarines. Blowhole's beachball shaped Submarine, a Nucular Submarine, and a epic looking speedboat were currently docked there. Next to this dock was a special ramp and a assembly line of hovercrafts being built. "Like my new digs…Pen-gu-wins," Blowhole announced with malice. "Don't answer that," I replied. "Lobster pail!" the lobsters shouted.
Before long we found ourselves strapped to a metal table with ominous looking lasers above us. "Stay still pen-gu-wins," Blowhole said, "You will feel a slight tingely senstation followed by the agonizing pain of being lasered in half." "What is this a James Bond movie?" I asked. "Yes," Blowhole replied. "Really?" Private asked. "No! Not really," Blowhole said, "This is not a movie! This is real life!" "RED ONE! Activate the lasers!" The Lasers fired at the bottom of the table and only went forwards a few inches before stopping. The Lasers mounted on the roof exploded. "Say what?" Blowhole said as the sliding warehouse doors on the land side of the docks exploded.
A Purple tank rolled in the warehouse and out popped Dave. "What?" Everyone in the room said. "When did you have a tank?" I asked. "It's disabled," Dave said, "I just wanted to make a entrance." "Who buys a Tank with a disabled gun?" Blowhole said. "Muesums," Kowalski replied. "Wait if it's disable…How did you blow up the doors?" I shouted. "Um…I got out, placed explosives, detonated them…Then got back in the tank." "So what's the real attack?" I asked as Dave's Sub made an explosive entrance destroying blowhole's beachball shaped Submarine. "I destroyed your Submarine base!" Dave shouted. "You idiot that was the backup one!" Blowhole shouted. "Oh…" Dave replied. Then Blowhole drove away on his scooter and boarded the nucular Submarine. "Now it's time to get your stuff destroyed!" Blowhole shouted on a speaker on top of the Submarine, "starting with you submarine!" Dave ran towards his Submarine and quickly boarded it wrapping the Sub's "tentencle" propellers around Blowhole's Nucular Submarine.
"Skipper," Kowalski said, "my money is on Dave's Submarine." "My money is no…us getting out of here while Dave and Blowhole destroy each other," I said. "come on I always wanted to see a submarine battle!" "You can't see it," I said, "because most of the battle is going to happen…UNDERWATER!" "Skipper…WE HAVE A SUB!" Kowalski said. "What you want us to join the battle?" I asked. "Skipper this may be our only change to use the Sub in an actually battle!" "I always wanted to try the sub's new defense systems," I replied. "And our sub happens to be in Warehouse 25A!" "Commence operation: Aquatic Fury!" I shouted.
(End of Chapter Five)