Chapter 6: Creature Report

Four months later, Captain Barnacles was up and walking again. His pelvis was all healed and his blood was back in his veins, his internal bleeding stopped. He was standing in his rightful place in the HQ. He smiled and nodded.

"Calling all Octonauts." He cried.

"Kwazzi."

"Peso."

"Shellington."

"Dashi."

"Inkling."

"Tweak."

There was an awkward silence as everybody waited for their last crewmate.

"Tunip."

Barnacles smiled and cleared his throat.

"Kwazzi," He called to the cat. "Activate, Creature Report."

Kwazzi nodded and flipped over to a button on the control panel, the Creature Report button.

"Creature Report, Creature Report."

"Creature Report."

"Ha! Polar bears are strong and white."

"Check."

"Check."

"Check."

"They're not the kinda type that hides."

"Check."

"Check."

"Check."

"They have amount of blubber and fur."

"Creature Report, Creature Report."

"To survive the freezing cold temperatures."

"Creature Report, Creature Report."

"Once in awhile there will be."

"Check."

"Check."

"Check."

"A skinny light furred rare baby like me."

"DANCE SPREE!"

Everybody clapped their hands and stomped their feet. They turned to the screen that now showed the real life version of a polar bear.

"Go polar bears. Go polar bears. Go polar bears. Yeah! Creature Report, Creature Report."

"Creature Report."

"We're done with the mission. Octonauts and me."

"Until the next adventure!"