Top Secret Government Lab
Location: Classified
Time: Completely Classified
(Kowalski's POV)
the four of us found ourselves in a interrogation room. The Table in front of us was empty aside from a speak n' spell. A man stood across from us blocked from view by a piece of frosted glass his silhouette was the only evidence of his existence. "I know you can understand me," the man said, "so let's make this simple…answer the questions using the device in front of you. Wether or not you an go back to the zoo depends on your answers… so let's begin!"
"Are you a threat to America?" "No," Kowalski typed into the speak n' spell, "in fact we saved the world on several occasions…" "who do you work for," the man said, "our their other military penguins." "Not in America," Kowalski typed, "also we're an independent team but we something work with other organizations." "Who trained you?" the man asked. "The Academy…" "What academy…" "The Academy…" "Ah they keep secret from you…now who is this they?" Kowalski was about to type in IPSA but I stopped him, "don't I said." "UNIT," Kowalski typed.
"nice try," the man said, "we contacted Unit and while you have special clearance for saving London you are not official members of UNIT…So what is the penguin military organization?" "The IPSA," Kowalski said. "What does that stand for," he said. "International Penguin Spy Agency," Kowalski said. "Do they mean us any harm?" "IF you were a madman and/or dalek who want's to conquer/destroy the world then yes….if not then no."
"Now tell me everything you know." "never trust a Dutchman in a tulip fight…Fish cakes are alive…Dr. Octivus Brine is an octopus…Canada has a secret sasquatch army….Hot dogs are in fact only 5% percent actual dog…" "Not everything…EVERYTHING!" the man shouted. I grabbed the speak n' spell and typed, "we mean you no harm…we are a unit dedicated to saving the city/the country/the world. Unless you plan on conquering the world we will leave you alone." "that was all a needed to know," the man said, "you will be allowed to return your base to resume you operations…" we all releashed a sigh of relief but it was premature. "After we dissect you of course." "but if you dissect then we wouldn't be able to resume operations," I typed. "well that's too bad then," the man said pushing a button on a unseen control panel. A trap door opened and we found ourselves back in a cage.
(end of chapter three)
