Skipper, E, and Rico headed back to the HQ.

“Where is Kowalski and the other guy?” E asked. She regretted not getting a formal introduction in.

“Kowalski wanted to stare at the stars and watch some ‘meteor shower’ and Private is on recon duty.”

“I forgot that душ was tonight. I it his first recon shift?” E inquired.

“Second. The first time around he had filled up on Winkies.” Skipper answered. E laughed.

“Poor fool” Her stomach grumbled. She opened watch’s storage compartment. E had shrunk down a hot Шоколад packet and placed it within the watch to be enlarged and used later.

“Do Ты mind?” She asked, grabbing a coffee mug.

“Still obsessed with hot Шоколад I see?” Skipper questioned.

“You are the one who drinks рыба coffee.” E responded. She took a deep sip of the brew.

“What do Ты think our Далее Переместить is?” E started.

“What, with Blowhole? He hasn’t even started to build his... hippienator yet.”Skipper answered. He made himself a cup of рыба coffee.

“Maybe so, but what if he lied? What if he already has built it and wants to keep us away until he activates it? Rendering us unable to stop him?” E asked, hypothetically.

“He has only been out of Coney Island two days. It took him a год to build Chrome Claw.” Skipper answered.

“Chrome Claw had to be mutated from a regular lobster, it was going to take awhile.” E remarked. She swirled her hot chocolate. “Maybe the plans were already in place...” E pondered.

“What, Ты think Doris is a mastermind? She as dumb as ring-tail!” Skipper disaggred. E thought for a moment.

“Maybe she got help...” she thought aloud.

“From who?”

“From a пингвин that is enamored with her.” E answered. Skipper thought for a moment.

“Kowalski!” He yell angerily, and ran toward the exit. E stopped him.

“The device could have easily gone under the guise of a peaceful machine. Besides he would only be creating the blueprints.” Skipper considered for a while. His expression turned grim.

“How long would it take them to build it?” Skipper asked.

“If they started just after they had stolen all the supplies, with a омар, омаров army at thier disposal... they would be done tomorrow morning.” E calculated.

“So, we have to figure out where they are by tomorrow if we want to stop them.” Skipper confirmed. E nodded. “Now how are we going to make that miracle happen?” Skipper asked, taking another swig. E began to mentally rewind through thier encounter with Blowhole. She remembered something.

“What kind of tracking device did Ты use on Blowhole?” She asked.

“I haven’t the slightest idea.”Skipper responded. E sighed. She retrieved the trackers frequency from her watch. She discovered it was only used by highly sophisticated tracking devices. However, the one that fell into the lava pit was a cheap tracking device that anyone could use. E plugged in the frequency into her watch and discovered it was still tracking. Apparently, the device was glued so tightly to Blowhole, that they could not remove it in time. So, they used another, less expensive one as a decoy, to trick the penguins into thinking it was destroyed. E smiled.

“I found him.” She then explained the scheme to Skipper.

“Just in time for lights out.”Skipper remarked. It was 9:59 when Kowalski returned to the вверх hatch. “Alright, tomorrow we stop Blowhole.” Skipper declared. E left through the вверх hatch and голубь into the habitat’s cool pond. She flipped on to her back and glanced into the HQ as the lights when out. E thought to herself. “Tomorrow, Blowhole and Doris, your are going down.”