All the penguins went to their stations. Private with Mort, Kowalski with Maurice, Rico guarding the HQ and (on private's orders) Skipper with Marlene."Ehhh, why don't i get a bodily guard to? I am the King, i should have the biggest and most strongest Bodily-guard of all time!" King Julian orderd while sitting on his throne. "As i just explained.And i do fear toi have memory loss, toi have alresdy been captured par Blowhole before, so toi are the least of our worries." Kowalski a dit with his arms at the back of his back. "*sigh* FINE!! But afterwards i want a body guard. No, a booty-guard!Yess, that will do nicely." All the other animaux looked at Julian. "I will be you'r guard! I make a good guard!" Yelled Mort jumping to Julian's feet, who immediately kicked Mort off, who went flying through the park. Private belly-slided after Mort who was screeming "I can fly like a potato!!!"

Rico was in the HQ, bored out of his skull. So he walked over to Kowalski's bed, he reached under the oreiller and found the Diary that had sketches of Doris in. "Hehehehe disgonna be funni." he laughed to himself, as he took a pickled hearring from Skipper's private stash under his concret bed.

"Sooooooo Skipper...what happend out there earlier on?" Marlene asked awkwardly, as they walked into her habitat. "Hmmmmm? Oh no, just a pain from the workout i guess, so have toi listend to any musique so far?" Skiper was still in thought about what had happend that morning. He couldnt figure out if that girl was from his ast ou if his so-called suit-up device was ever really terminated..."Nope i havnt, i dont have a computer ou anything to even cahrge it." she a dit taking out her iPod-touch. "Here, lets go to a internet-coffe shop, i have my iPod and my credict-card details with me, i will do it for you, oh! And we can look for a docking station while we are at it." he a dit taking a iPod nano and a credit card out. "Where do toi keep that?" Marlene asked pointing at the objects."Ill never tell" Skipper a dit with a grin. Him and Marlene went out of her habitat and out of the zoo.

"Are the tunnels ready?" asked Blowhole looking at the monitors, they all had his targets locked on them. "Yes sir! We are ready for operation:Mole." a dit a homard with a miner's casque on. "I thought we agreed on operatt-on manchot, pingouin tunnel!?" Blowhole asked looking away from the monitors (his dolphine accent coming out strong), which was a mistake. As his main target had just left her habitat. "Anyway, as soon as we have all the penguins and their friends. We shall have the capabilities of finding out their secrets and then destroying them all!" he cakkled. Almost falling off from his scooter. (sorry i dont know what its called!) "Well then, start operation:Mole! Yes i like that name! Am i not brilliant red one?" he asked the same homard who gave him the name. "Yes, brilliant sir." a dit the homard who a dit the name in the first place, rolling his eyes. Blowhole pressed a red button (which was one out of about 100).Suddenly holes appeared under Rico(who was lire and eating, so the diary and hearring went with), Private, Kowalski, King julian (and his chair) Maurice and Mort. They all fell down the tubes. All exept Marlene and Skipper, who were busy on iTunes in a coffee boutique where all the people around them had been knocked out.

Skipper took out his walkie-talkie while Marlene was looking through songs and albums. "Rico? Give me an update." nothing happend. "Hmmm, mybe Kowalski. Kowalski ive me you'r status." No reply. "This is wierd. Private!" Still no reply. "Marlene, we gotta go" a dit Skipper, grabbing Marlene and their iPods and his credit card...