Chapter 4:

10:20 PM

Savio took a moment to clear his throat before he began his story.

"Hello, I am Savio," the snake said.

"Hi, Savio," everyone answered in unison.

"I'd like to tell you all why I hate that delicious bird," Savio said.

"Wait a second," Clemson butted in. "If you're saying that you don't like Skipper, then why do you say that he's delicious?"

"Well," Savio explained with a grumble, "I hate him enough to eat him."

"Anyway," the snake resumed, "I'll tell you all my story.

"My parents were born in Russia. So was I. When I was a small snake, my parents and I were both captured and separated by humans. The humans ended up profiting from this trade and they sent me to Hoboken.

"From there, I never had a permanent place to call home. Those humans would always keep transferring me from zoo to zoo, but I would always end up back in Hoboken."

"Do you mind if I ask a question?" Dr. Blowhole asked.

"What do you need to know?" Savio asked.

"What does having you transferred from zoo to zoo have to do with Skipper?"

"Eventually, I found out that Skipper had once went to Russia, but he wanted all the snakes removed from that country first. So, he had one of his penguin buddies forge a note to the Russian government to temporarily removed all the snakes there. However, come time to return all the snakes back to Russia, I was already caught up with being transferred and all that.

"That meant, that Skipper was the one that had separated me from my parents. And for that, I really want to get back at that delicious penguin!"

"Again, with the 'delicious penguin' thing," Clemson pointed out.

"Alright, Clemson," Dr. Blowhole said, and then turned back to Savio, "Are you finished, Savio?"

"Yes, doctor," Savio replied, nodding his head.

With that, all the other villains clapped.

"Thank you, Savio," Dr. Blowhole applauded, "and now, gentlemen... and Rhonda. I will pull another name out of the hat. So far, Hans, Rhonda, and Savio went. So now, it's only me and Clemson."

Without hesitating, Blowhole reached into the top hat and pulled out another piece of paper. The paper read: "Clemson."

"It's your turn, Clemson," the evil doctor said.