Chapter 7:

LaLa Land in Private's mind (1945 hours)

"Kowalski..." Skipper said as he started to pick up his pace. "This place is creeping me out! When will we get there?"

Kowalski on the other hand wasn't paying attention to him at all. He was looking at a bunch of marshmallows holding hands, humming to a song and jumping to their destination.

"Fascinating! Note this down, Kowalski, marshmallows are cute! We should stay here and observe more!" He said.

"Nuh uh! I wanna go eet dam!" Rico grabbed them and ate them whole. "Wha... Bad Rico! I was about to test them of their knowledge and their power of speech!"

"Mmm, yum yum,"

"Fine! I'll go to the lollipops!"

"Yeah yeah, go doo dat, I'll eet dam sooner or lader!"

"No! Y-"

"KOWALSKI!" Skipper yelled at him.

"Yes? Skip-" he was quickly distracted by a stick of live candy floss rubbing it's body against his feet.

"Awwwwww..." He smiled.

"Nawwwww! Not awwwww! Anything but awwwwww! Rico! Eighty-six that puffball!"

Rico nodded and gobbled it in a bite.

Kowalski looked at Rico with a frown and continued, "Yes? Skipper?"

"When. Will. We. Get. There?"

"I don't know! Probably in an hour or s-" he bumped into an entrance decorated with spiderwebs. "Oomph!"

"Ugh! Finally! We're there! We can leave this wretched place!" Skipper went inside without hesitation, in process pushing Kowalski and Rico into there as well.

Secret Level 6 (1950 hours)

"Why hello there beauty," 'Private' ran to the sword of General Shinjin. "What is that on there? Butter? Eh, whatever." He picked it up and swung it around.

"Now off to destroy that goody two-shoes..."

Secret Level 13 (1952 hours)

"How does this work...?" Private examined the machine and pushed a button.

Please say your command

"Gah!" Private tripped backwards.

Please say your command

"Oh?" He walked to the speaker. "Uh... I wish for you to capture my clone...?"

Access granted. Executing in 1, 2, 3.

The soul jacker started moving itself to the upper levels. Private decided to follow it in case anything goes wrong.

Secret Level 6 (1955 hours)

*ding* 'Private' quickly held up his sword apon hearing the noise made by the elevator and turned around.

"An auto cleaning vacuum cleaner?" He snorted.

"Well... Yes. I just wanted to clean up this place since it's dusty..." Private was trying to distract him from the Soul Jacker, stealthily 'opening its mouth'.

"Admit it, coward, you were escaping from me..."

"Y-yeah! You got me! Haha! I was fleeing from y- NOW!" He hollered. The next thing 'Private' knew? He blacked out. Private saw black smoke coming out of his clone's body and into the vacuum cleaner.

Suddenly, he thought of something that scared himself more than anything.

What if he becomes like this under Blowhole's control?

He dropped to the floor, devastated. Why did he trust that finned fiend freak in the first place? He has to get out of there quick, who knows what might happen?

Halloween-Come-True-Dimension (2000 hours)

"Huh. That doesn't look like the place I've seen before." Skipper frowned. He was pretty sure that a vampire walked past him and glared at him with its red, eerie eyes just a minute ago.

"Heh heh, hi!" Rico waved at a zombie, hopping off without noticing him. "Eyyyy! Rude!"

"My brain tells me that this is not the place we're looking for..." Kowalski muttered.

"And my gut tells me that we should stop talking and get the heck outta here." Skipper dragged Kowalski and Rico before another gateway, before getting sucked into another dimension again.

Land of War (2005 hours)

Private managed to climb upstairs with letting a single tear roll off his face. He regretted bringing Skipper's enemy home, and everything he did in the afternoon. All he sees now is destruction, his teammates and more destruction... Wait.

"SKIPPAH!? KOWALSKI!? RICO!?" He stood up and ran towards them. He wouldn't care less if it was a hallucination caused by depression. At least he felt unmeasurable happiness.

"Private!?" The three gasped as they ran towards him, too, at full speed. Skipper tackled Private with teardrops flowing out of his eyes like waterfalls. Private has never seen the older cry before, and was surprised, and guilty. He made him cry. He couldn't hold his in anymore as well and started sobbing."Pri-Private... Do you have any idea how worried we were...? I- Oomph!" He was cut off by two more bodies landing on them, smiling meekly with glassy eyes.

"Oh... Private... Don't you ever do this to us ever again..." Kowalski let a tear slide off his face as Rico wiped his away.

"Why were oou in eer in da firs blace?" Rico asked. Reality dawned onto the others and they all stopped crying.

"Yeah, why?" The other two asked.

"Well..."

(2015 hours)

Silence. Absolute silence. Skipper burned with rage, screaming his angry words, as if the mental doctor was in front of him now, with Kowalski and Rico covering Private's ear holes, still in a daze.

"I didn't realise that Blowhole has evolved his weapons to this stage now..." Kowalski was the first one, excluding Private, to snap out of it.

"And that means we have to get out of here pronto. Come on now." Skipper spoke angrily and again, tugged the three along with him to a trapdoor.

"A-are you sure you want to ent-enter...? It looks creepy..." Private commented as he shook Skipper's flipper. He looked at him and said,

"I don't care if it's creepy or not! We must get out of here before dusk! Or else the world will go kaput! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT!?"

Skipper inhaled a deep breath. He was enraged about everything: Blowhole, the fact that Private actually trusted someone that easily, and again, everything.

"I-I'm sorry, young Private... It's just that-"

"It's okay, Skippah... Let's go now..." Private hopped in along with the others, leaving a blue Skipper behind. Private was sad, and it was for his temper to blame. That made him wonder: Why did he even become BFFs with Blowhole in the first place? Right. It was because he was the exact replica of Private when he was small: Sweet, gullible and innocent. All the betrayals altared his personality, and shaped him into the penguin he is today. But is that a good thing?

Shoot. He shouldn't have snapped at Private. He, too, would have reacted like this when he was small.

Everything happened because of the mad dolphin. He absoulutely hated him to death; But without him, he wouldn't have bonded with the boys at the zoo. It was because of the missions they went on together to defeat Blowhole, that they become friends, teammates, and even brothers. He doesn't know how he feels about his arch-nemesis.

"I'm breaking..."

Gosh gosh gosh! Hello, guys! Sorry for going MIA for the past few months... Writer's block haha... THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME UP TO NOW! I LOVE YOU! :DDDDD