Icicle's log.
1400 hrs.

Well. Back again! It turns out, word that Skipper was "Incapacitated" somehow got to penguinHQ. Someone who claims to be Skipper's leader of something found his way here to check up on him. Kowalski looked extremely nervous despite the fact he was trying his very best to stay calm. Eh. 

I hope Mr...Tank won't mind that Rico tied Skipper up in duct tape! Heheh...

Waaaaait. Where'd he go?

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"Escaping from a duct tape cocoon, Eh?" zei Tank as he held the remains in his flipper. "Impressive, but I've seen trainees do that..." He walked around to check on their HQ.

Icicle looked at her teammates, all looking very nervous. "Why are u guys so nervous?" she asked them.

"THAT'S General Tank!" zei Private. "Everyone tells me that he's the general of...What's the place called again?"

"Classified," zei Kowalski. "The point is we can't let Skipper look bad in front of him." He nervously glanced at Tank who was looking at his experiments, inventions, and other stuff. He motioned everyone to huddle up. 

Lilly whispered softly so Tank couldn't hear her, but loud enough for the team to hear. "Okay, someone has to look for Skipper! I'm assigning Sandra, Mica, Jake, and Angel to look for--" Mica tapped her shoulder. "What?!?" Lilly said, annoyed.

"Where's Angel?" Everyone looked around for her. "Wasn't she with u guys to watch Skipper?" she asked the guys. 

"No," the guys replyed. "I thought she was in the bathroom." 

"Okay, so if Angel wasn't here, she probably was with Skipper," said Sandra, "and Skipper escaped, then that means..."

"ANGEL'S AN EVIL FAIRY!" zei Catherine. "I told you!" 

"I was going to say Skipper tied up Angel around here...somewhere. But I guess that's an option too!" Sandra checked to see is Tank was still occupied with Kowalski's inventions. "Okay then, Catherine, take Angel's place until further notice."

"YAAY!"

Everyone hurried out of the door, leaving the boys, Icicle, Jazzy, Hannah, and Lilly in the HQ. They stood in a straight side door side.

Tank spotted a Lunacorn on one of the bunks and picked it up. "What's this? A plush horse?" He squeezed it tightly and Private gasped. "It doesn't even have a weapon nor dynamite in it! Who's responsible for having such a baby toy?!?" Everyone flinched when he quickly turned to them. He spotted Private who was shaking and pointed a flipper at him. "Is this yours, soldier!"

Icicle jumped in. "It's mine!...uh, sir..." she zei quickly, snatching it from him. 

"Explain yourself cadet!" he shouted at her.

"Uh, uh...Looks disarming, doesn't it?" she zei to him, smiling nervously. "I've been meaning to put a pocket mes inside it for some time...But it's hard to find a big one that will fit! Also a camera?" Deep down inside she scolded herself for making such a lame excuse. 

Tank stared at her as if anytime LASARS will shoot right out of his eyes! :O (Just kidding XD) But eventually he bought it. "Ah, rookies. Every paranoid soldier would've guessed that something was hidden in that thing if they find one in a place like this!" He chuckled and patted her head. "Well, could use some work, but I see Skipper's team is okay....Now where IS Skipper?"

"IN THE BATHROOM!" blurted out Jazmin. Kowalski slapped her in the back of the head.

"I can wait..." zei Tank. 

"I guess that will buy us some time..." Hannah mumbled to them.

Tank spotted a baseball bat at the corner of the room. "Then again..." He stood up and walked across the room to pick up the bat. "I guess he'd be done door now."

Private put his flippers together. "Or not..."

"Sir, is it kinda rude to intrude on someone like that?" asked Icicle.

"In some countries, yes," he said, preparing to schommel, swing the bat. "In other countries, it's called a "prank", which I guess is rude too, so it's a win-win!"