Never lose hope. ( sequel to Penguins of Madagascar. oc )

Chapter 8

( mean while at the lair )

The lobsters were fixing the damage robot while dr. Blowhole was thinking about the event that happened and how Hope used her powers to escape with her team. It was something that Dr. blowhole keeps thinking of, the power that Hope has and the form that she was in still kept him questioning. How did Hope-

Larry: [ enters ] here you go, sir. [ handing him tea ]

Dr.blowhole: how's the repairmen of my robot ?

Larry: doing fine, sir. just a working process.

Dr. Blowhole: good. [ sip ] any signs of the creation?

Larry: not yet, and we still couldn't find the north wind either. I mean, they have escaped before the explosion! And not to mention the armour is bullet proof, how did that armour that so strong can get damage?

Dr. Blowhole: [ anger ] that's because that GIRL blast me across the room with her powers, allowing the north wind to escape!

Dr. Blowhole throws his tea across the room and smashed it, terrifying Larry.

Larry: [ stuttered] i-i know the creation is powerful, s-surely we could find some another way-

Dr.blowhole: that creation they've called Hope needs to be here for my Ultimate plan to get revenge on those who Mistreated me for the past few years of my life! I want you and your men to go out and search for her unempty handed, do you understand?

Larry nods in fear.

Dr.blowhole: LARRY!

Larry: yes, understood, sir.

Dr.blowhole: now what are you waiting for. Go!

Larry quickly runs off in terror and began getting his team ready. As for blowhole. He watches as his robot was repairing.

Dr.blowhole: oh, my dear. You and your team haven't seen the last of me. The fun just getting starting.

( mean while )

The north wind travels for hours and hours that seems like eternal. one stop to the other like one of those Indiana jones movies. Hours has pass, it was the golden hour. The others were waiting for there next stop and was doing there own thing until skipper couldn't take it.

Skipper: [ moans ] I can't take this!

Private: [ read a magazine] it won't take long.

Skipper: long! It's been hours!

Classified: I told you we make short stops.

Skipper: yeah, I know. But when do we get to do the kicks and fists stuff?

Private: you could try training if your board.

Skipper: yep. that.

Dave: well, if your that board, [ gaging ] do that...

Hope turn to Dave from the passenger seat as she sees her father, who was feeling sick that you can tell by the colour of his face and expression.

Hope: how you doing, dad?

Dave: um...[ covering his mouth by plane sick ] okay...

Hope: Babe, [ to classified] maybe we should lower the jet abit. I mean look at him, he's not looking too good.

Classified: um...

Dave: don't worry hun! I'll be fine. It like my submarine, [ looking out from his window. ] but flying, no water, so high...up.

After looking out, Dave's plane sickness was getting worse, covering his mouth with his tentacle to prevent himself from poking. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he notice a paper bag in front of him with smiles from Cass and brad.