Underground Lair

12 Hours Earlier...

*captured kwa Blowhole's minions, Private once again sits in the presence of Dr. Blowhole...tied up in a chair*

Private: "Will wewe just do whatever it is wewe are gonna do to me?!"

Blowhole: "Oh...I do not intend to harm you, Private."

Private: "Then...what are wewe gonna do to me?"

Blowhole: "Oh. I'm not going to do anything. You on the other hand are going to go after those penguins & bring them to me."

Private: "And why would I do that?"

Blowhole: "Because, Private, there is someone I want wewe to meet..."

Private: "What are wewe talking about?"

Blowhole: "It was...

Have wewe ever gotten a weird, uneasy feeling during a thunder storm? Doris did, but it didn't really foreshadow anything in her mind, since she did during every storm. And it was spring, so she'd have to suffer through a thousand zaidi in her New Jersey house...Or she would've.
That evening, the blonde tried in her best power to forget about the weather outside. She closed her blue, samaki adorned window curtains and placed herself in her hobby/work room. She liked it in there, as it made her feel comfy and cozy. It was like her storm shelter. It made her feel salama during the creepy and unpredictable...