"Hey, Skipper", Private said. "We just wanna help you!"
"Please", Marlene pounded on the door harder. "Open this door, just tell us why you're acting like that!"
"This is classified", Skipper said. "But... I can tell u something about this map." He removed the lock, opened the door and they entered the room.
"Okay", Kowalski said. "Now tell us."
"Not here, friend", Skipper zei as he pressed a button on the remote. Something opened up the floor, like a ladder. They entered everything about their lifes.
Skipper rolled up his map and began to speak, his vrienden in a horizontal row.
"Gentlemen, I--"
"Skipper...", Marlene complained.
"What? Oh okay, sorry", he apologized. "Gentlemen and...lady. I know u are wondering: What is it? A map? Yeeah, this is a map. A map of what? A very valuable map, and it can not fall into the wrong hands. It leads us to an unknown place, and we have to go through an extremely dangerous place to reach our goal."
"And the goal is...", Kowalski asked.
"A treasure meer valuable than the vorige one", Skipper paused dramatically. "The treasure of Atlantis."
Skipper opened the map and showed it to all. There were several routes, and one of which passed through the most dangerous part of the ocean, the Bermuda Triangle.
"Hmm...", Kowalski began to talk. "If u believe that Atlantis is on the coast of Brazil, why we have to go through the Bermuda Triangle?"
"It's a wormhole that leads us to the treasure, probably", Skipper said. "Atlantis had high technology."
"Interesting theory. But why u called us here?"
"Kowalski! Isn't obvious? I need u all!"
Kowalski, Private, Marlene and Rico looked at each other.
"Aaaw, c'mon, people", Skipper said. "We'll get out of this alive!"
"I don't know, Skipper", Marlene said. "The last time that we were in a quest, I--"
"Marlene, please. Forget the past."
"Just because u haven't been kidnapped."
"Oooh, and Miss-afraid-of-everything, do u have any prob--"
"Okay, Skipper, okay, Marlene", Kowalski was in the middle of the two, where Skipper and Marlene were almost punching each other. "We will go with you, Skipper."
"YEEEEEEEEEAH", Skipper yelled. "Take that!"
"Okay, Skipper", Marlene said. "Just don't be childish."