Welcome to chapter 19 of this story! It is now my longest story ever and I thank those of you who have read it for this long. Now I'm skipping forward a bit to answer a burning question that's been around since Pengotters: The Early Months. Where did the parents go? Oh, and the current date is February 8, 2010 for them now.

CHAPTER 19 – Surprise

(P staying with Diana) I woke up groggily, waking up from what was probably a bad sleep session. I must have been tossing and turning, or something similar. But as I tried to rise, I felt braces against my paws. Was I on an operating table? That couldn't have been it, I had no history of health issues. "Sebastien?" I called out.

Everything was pitch black, but I did hear a familiar groaning. Suddenly, lots of lights turned on and I was blinded. They were quite strong and in the split second of information I got, nothing looked familiar. "Diana?" Sebastien called out to me. "I'm here. Where are you?" I asked him. He sounded close, but I wasn't so sure.

I squinted my eyes in all directions and saw a patch of fur a foot or so away from my face. I recognized it as Sebastien's instantly. "I think I'm right next to you. I just see a patch of your fur and you sound close," he said to me. Our eyes were closed again. "I think I'm next to you as well. All I can see when squinting is part of your fur," I said to him.

"If I'm here, then where is," he said, before tapering off. This situation reeked of something wrong. In no way were we going to mention Emily. "Our housemate?" I asked him, somewhat finishing his sentence. "Yes, do you know where they are?" he asked me. As we were trying to discern where we were, the lights dimmed. Now Sebastien and I could really figure out where we were in the world.

We were in some kind of holding room, prisoners. It was a rather large room and we could see a few TV's on the wall, but they were currently off. I didn't see Emily anywhere for the moment, which both relieved and frightened me. I didn't know whether she was safe or not. "Whoever is doing this, let us go. If you have a heart, you'll let us go," I said.

A voice, albeit distorted, came over some speakers that were built into the walls. "Oh, I do have a heart, but I also have a history with you," the voice said. It sounded like a male, but I couldn't put my paw on who it was due to the distortion. "Well why don't you show yourself," Sebastien dared the voice. "And risk you figuring out who I am? Not a chance," they said.

Sebastien and I began to struggle against the braces attached to our arms and legs. They were strong, exceptionally strong. Whoever was doing this to us put in a lot of time and effort to make sure we wouldn't be able to do anything. "Well I don't think you're going anywhere anytime soon," the voice said, before laughing maniacally. With that laugh, Sebastien and I instantly knew who the voice belonged to. "Bob?" both he and I said.

Silence followed over the speakers, followed by angry grumbling. "How did you know? Was it my laugh?" Bob's voice said, now no longer distorted. "You have to work on cutting yourself off before laughing maniacally. It gives you away," Sebastien said.

Bob suddenly came in through a set of doors on the other side of the room and walked over towards us. "Well I don't think that matters because this time I'm winning," he said. "How did you get your memories back? The General made sure they were gone so you could be peaceful," I said to him.

"They started coming back gradually and vaguely, to be honest. But about a year ago, I then remembered everything," Bob said. "What have you done with everyone else?" Sebastien asked him, speaking of our old team. "Them? I don't care about them. You two were the most helpful in bringing me down over 15 years ago. Plus, if they were all here, I'd have to watch more than two Otters. Revenge is best when it's limited. And they're oblivious to this. You have no backup coming," Bob said.

Bob was being very methodical about his revenge scheme. His logic was correct. Why go after more than just a few specific people? If you were limited in your scope, you had a much higher chance of winning. "What's your plan?" I asked him.

"I've been watching you since just after I got my memory fully back last year. Those webcams in your habitat are very helpful for my cause, especially since they have sound. I know you have two daughters, albeit they are separated. So I'll be sending them both a little greeting while you're stuck here," Bob said, pushing a button on a control panel.

Suddenly, the ceiling opened up while two missiles rose out of the ground. "We don't have children. They're not really ours," Sebastien said, lying, but trying to get him to stop. "Oh please. I've looked into that. I know they came directly from you. The Internet is very helpful in finding about your enemies' pasts. I know both their birthdates and names, being Marlene and Emily," Bob said.

"Don't you dare say their names," I said to him, hissing angrily. "Oh please. What are you going to do? You're stuck to the wall," Bob said. "How did you get us here anyway? Wouldn't it be an easier revenge if you just took us out without going through all this trouble?" Sebastien asked him.

"It wasn't much trouble. I had you three gassed and then I shipped you two here. "Go ahead, look at the webcam of your Emily," Bob said, pushing another button on his control panel. A monitor came alive with a picture of the aquarium, of our little Emily running around like mad, looking for us.

"Mom? Dad? Where are you?" we heard her say. Sebastien and I were even more motivated to get back to her, if that were even possible. "Now if you don't mind, I need to install the last bit of the substance that's powering the bombs into them," Bob said. He pressed yet another button and two vials containing a purple substance popped out of a panel in the wall.

"What is that?" I asked him. "I'm not sure, to be honest. But I do know that it can be exceedingly dangerous, if powered at a certain level. More than likely, the bombs will take out the entire aquarium and zoo where your daughters are. There are other possibilities, but they are of a much lower probability, thanks to my scientific know-how," Bob said.

We helplessly watched as he put the purple substance inside of the bombs and then lifted them into the missiles. We knew Emily was still in Monterey, but watched to see where Marlene was. We couldn't see, as Bob was blocking the way and the location disappeared right after he was done punching in the locations.

The rockets were warming up and were about to fire. As Sebastien and I were helpless, I remembered what we had both agreed on years ago, way before the children. Family came first, no exceptions. Nothing was supposed to come between us and our daughters. Both Sebastien and I struggled against the braces, trying to do whatever we could to break them. Just as we thought all hope was lost, they broke. Our arms and legs had nearly broken, but were miraculously intact.

"How did you get out?" Bob asked us, angry. "Family comes first," we said to him, before launching to attack. It had been years since any of us had done military activity, but we all remembered it. It happened just a bit slower due to our ages, but was still the hardest battle we had ever faced. It was pure paw-to-paw combat this time, no backup for either of us, whether it be fellow animals or strange plants.

Our primary objective was to stop the launch. If the missiles were fired, it would mean the end of our family. But that was never going to happen. Our daughters were going to live and we were going to return to them. I narrowly dodged a punch from Bob and almost hit him with a kick, but he dodged as well. Sebastien and I had a two-on-one advantage, but Bob had remembered our tricks from last time.

Sebastien and I were continually trying to hit Bob towards either of us to take him out, but his dodging skills were on point. But we were pushing him away from the control panel, buying us more and more time. All we were doing was great, but until we got a few hits in, we would have to keep fighting.

"You won't win. I will be victorious," Bob said. "That. Is. Never. Happening," Sebastien said to him as we continued to fight. We finally backed Bob into a corner and he dodged a few punches, but got knocked down by me taking out his feet. Sebastien added a head punch right as Bob was going down, knocking him out.

Sebastien and I did not immediately celebrate. We knew we had to destroy the missiles and the bombs to prevent them from ever being used. We vaulted over to the control panel and looked at the buttons. I hit a big red button, making the engines on the missiles stop warming up. Then Sebastien hit a blue button, activating a self destruct timer for them, saving the day and our children.

Suddenly, Bob attacked from out of nowhere and knocked us to the ground. "If I can't beat you through your children, I'm taking us all out," he said. A yellow button was pressed before we could stop him.

Suddenly, time seemed to stop. All three of us were floating in mid-air. The bombs had gone off and the purple substance was taking effect. We went from feeling like our atoms would explode, to flickering back and forth between the past and the present, to being transported across the stars. But we ended up standing right in Bob's base as if nothing happened.

Then, a big pink circle appeared in the center of the room, mere feet from us. We tried to get away, but wind suddenly started flowing into it. All three of us clung onto the control panel for our very lives, not wanting to go through it. But the wind picked up and we lost our grip, falling into it.

"Sebastien!" I cried out to him, trying to grab his paws. "Diana!" he cried out to me, trying to grab mine. "It's no use, you are both doomed," Bob said to us. He was right by me so I round-housed him in the face, knocking him out. I used my momentum to launch myself towards Sebastien and made it. I grabbed his paws and held on for dear life.

Right before a flash nearly blinded us, Sebastien and I closed our eyes. When it stopped, Bob was nowhere to be seen, but Sebastien and I continued flying through this endless pink tunnel. My momentum had carried us far away from where we had come from and we couldn't get back no matter how hard we tried.

For the direction we were heading, there was another pink circle. It was flickering back and forth between home and someplace that looked remarkably like home. Right before we passed through it, the circle flickered to the other place. "I love you," Sebastien and I said to each other, kissing. Then we hit the ground hard, getting knocked out.

Where have they wound up? Where are Sebastien and Diana? Their daughters are safe, but what about them? All will be revealed in the next chapter. Cliffhangers are fun to write. I hope you liked this chapter and will leave a review! I have no notes today.