As if flying in a crappliy make, makeshift airplane wasn't nerve wracking enough, try flying in a crappliy made, makeshift airplane with the Penguins, Monique, Lexii, Kristen, CC, PB (peacebaby7), Temperance Brennan, Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles and Patrick Jane on a mission to save the world from Dr. Blowhole.. again.

"it's a shame this didn't happen on Sunday. it would be the 1 año anniversary of when Blowhole tried to us musical mind control." dicho Kowalski, just as the plane hit some turbulence somewhere over England.

"Kowalski, did tu make sure to check if we had enough fuel?" asked Private...

"You have not seen zhe last of Hans zhe Puffin!" the young Hans called out to Captain Blowhole, who just shrugged him off.

"No?<" called Skipper's voice" But then, how are we gonna do this, then?" and he appeared with a mackarel.
" there's only a short ammount of time left before the guards find out i escaped!"
"Let us dance, my frienemy, let us dance..." dicho Hans, and the fishfight began

We watched in scilence from the parte superior, arriba of a building as they went at each other. Right, left right left right left up down swish slap! it was almost scary! Those two were the best of friends not twenty minutes...

Okay so this chapter's kinda short.. But I hope tu enjoy! Please comment!! :D

   As soon as the smoke cleared, Lexii and Julien saw Rico standing in the doorway with a stick of dynamite in his flippers. The two lemurs coughed and sat up. 
    Rico up chucked two blankets and Skipper caught them as he ran into the freezer. He wrapped Lexii in a blanket first then did the same with Julien. 
   "Are tu two okay?" Skipper asked  as he quickly led them out of the freezer.  
     "Yeah, we're fine. J-just really cold." Lexii replied, pulling the blanket tighter around her shoulders. She...

          ~ 10am: pingüino, pingüino de HQ~

 Skipper set down his mug of pescado coffee on the concrete mesa, tabla and smoothed down his feathers. He turned to Kowalski and sighed happily. "Ahhhhh... Friday morning. Zoo's closed for three days and we can finally just RELAX for once!" he dicho as he sat down, leaning against the muro with his  flippers behind his head. 
   Skipper had just closed his eyes when Marlene, Maurice, and Mort all burst into the HQ yelling about who knows what. Skipper immediately jumped to his feet and tried to calm everyone down. 
  "Woah, Woah. Slow down. One at a time. Marlene?"...

  "So let me get this straight. tu both got turned into LEMURS from a MOUSE-ray-thing?" Kowalski asked Dr Horrible as he cleaned out his test tubes. 
  Dr Horrible nodded. "I need a quadrupal-D battery, a spring-loaded finger nail file, and 3 ounces of high-acidic mustard to fix the Mouserizer. That is the only way i can turn us human again. Do tu think tu might have any of that?" 
   Kowalski dug through his cabinets for a few minutos then shook his head. "Fresh out of.. everything tu just said..." he dicho he observed Captain Hamner looking at his tail like he had just noticed it...

Skipper: relax Rico is around here somewhere

Kowalski: found him!

Skipper: where?

Kowalski: over there on that block of ice

Private: hes sleeping

Kowalski: más like knocked out

Skipper: lets go check it out

(the guys swim to the ice block)

Skipper: ok but what about Rico?

Kowalski: he'll be fine (checking rico out for injurys)

Private: we're lost!

Skipper: Kowalski try find the map in Rico's belly

Kowalski: what!? I'm not putting my flipper in his belly!

Skipper: fine I'll do it *pushes on Rico's belly*

Rico: *spits out a map*

Skipper: that was easy as cutting pie

Private: where are we then?

Kowalski:...

"Just another round, once things get calmer, I can pull over, I don't see any other civilization outside this asshat's territory," dicho Kat, driving further out and seeing her gas meter arrow drop lower and lower. "Gotta find a damn gas station, o kegs of gas at least. So long as I have at least 17 gallons o so," dicho Kat, slowing her Aston Martin slightly. She looked around, not a single gas station in view at all, until she saw a small patch of pavement, and to her eyes, a single gas pump, rising out of the pavement, and seven gas cans laying on their sides, fully closed. "This seems promising,"...

Johnston paced around, watching all the machines add the mechanical parts to Dr. Damion. After about ten minutes, he stopped, Damion was ready to be revitalized. He then added the "skin" which was really just latex, which he put over all the mechanical parts of Dr. Damion, then added the texturing to make it más like skin. He then stood back and looked at his work. "Marvelous, it appears as if he fell asleep and he's going to wake up later on, rather than deceased," dicho Johnston, marveling at his job. He then attached several wires to Dr. Damion, one at his head, two on each flipper, and...

"Yet another murder from the Crescent Killer, can tu believe how they got my insignia wrong?" the Kid laughed.

"Mhmm~" Red purred softly, nuzzling her head under the Kid's chin.

"Are ya even listening to me baby, o just having a moment?" the Kid smirked.

"I'm listening..." Red buried her face into his chest.

"You're lusting over me~" the Kid rolled on his back and popped a peck on her cheek.

"Wanna do dat anal?" Red asked with an air of flamboyant swagger.

"Well...."

"Well~?"

"I hope tu realize that..."

"Ye?"

"I'm tired of sex, let's just go kill someone~"

"Come on hooooon~ Why noooot?"

The...

"I would like to have a word with his excellency, Emperor Richard Walter!" Hannah shouted to the gatehouse.

No response, nor sign of life answered her request. 

Hannah got an idea. 

"I'm carrying twenty boxes of cheese pizza!"

Not two minutos afterwards, the wood and steel gate cracked open, the hinges creaking loudly with age and continuous use. A small female pingüino, pingüino de wobbled into the scene. She wagged her tail feathers happily and smiled. 

"Hai Han-nah!" she shouted joyfully. 

Hannah gave her a quick glance. 

"Kitten?" Hannah asked, returning a welcoming smile. 

"Uh huh, poppa let me for pizza!"...