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Skipper has stowed away on a ship that Blowhole works on.
"Well, if it isn't Skipper. Already here to play the hero, I see? You showed up far earlier than expected. It is inconvenient, to say the least. How can I possibly practice my villainous monologues, if you won't even allow me to properly prepare beforehand?" He'd say sarcastically as he made his way towards the penguin, who was now hanging upside-down in the air by a rope wrapped around his left foot.
"But I suppose it helps to know that I wasn't the only one not fully prepared, today." As Blowhole was talking, he would place his flipper against the penguin's chest, giving them a shove to force Skipper's rope to sway back and forth, spinning around in semi-circles. Honestly, all they needed now was a stick or two, and that arch nemesis of his would be like a feathered piñata.
A few moments later, the diabolical dolphin would finally put a stop to the swaying, and went to bend his head down to reach the eye level of his captive... or, well, as much as he could get on the same level, that is.
"Still- you weren't actually invited, were you? So, even if it pains me-" Oh boy. More sarcasm. "I have to throw you overboard! But don't worry, these waters can hardly be considered dangerous. Worst case scenario? You end up stuck underneath the ship's keel. In which case, to prevent such an outcome, I suggest you try and swim away as far as possible the moment you hit the ocean."
