Big Kicky: Okay, gang – the big whale is moister, let’s try and kick him out to sea.
Kickies: Aye-aye!
Blubba: …and it was then that… wait, did you say “kick?”
Big Kicky: 1… 2… 3… KICK!
*bapbapbapbapbapBUPBUPbapbapBUPbap*
Blubba: Ow ow ow ow ow OW OW ow ow OW ow!
PF: He is not moving…
Big Kicky: Kick harder, Kickies! Kick for your ancestors!
Blubba: I am being tenderized!
Blobby: Even though they’re not kicking him into the ocean, this is still pretty gratifying for me. Kick ‘em good!
Big Kicky: *HUFF* Okay, stop stop… *huff huff* this guy weighs a TON!
Blubba: Seventeen tons, to be exact about it…
Kickies: Boo!
PF: I think the extra pummeling you gave him released even more odour.
Kickies: Aw! *gag-cough* No he didn’t!
Blubba: Do not blame me for your activating of my stink glands.
Big Kicky: Okay, let’s get back to dousing this monster in water. You, monocle boy.
PF: I am a man…
Big Kicky: While we try and take care of this reeking Blubba thing, please take this note twelve miles East to Kicky Village – we need reinforcements!
Big Kicky: You must hurry like you are made of legs, sir – the sooner more Kickies come, the faster we can build a more suitable Hydration Station!
PF: Yes, I can handle this task. For the sooner we get Blubba back to normal, the faster I can Discover the secret location of my home. Everyone shall win!
Blubba: Anyway, back to my death monologue… Underhanded apology number seventy-nine: I am sorry to all the buffet owners whose generous “all you can eat” dinners I have abused and which led to their inevitable bankruptcy…
Current Mood: Excited to be moving away from Blubba!
Discoveries Made: I have a task! Helpful Fliggins is me!
Hereinto referenced: Hydration Station ¤ Kicks to the Ribs ¤ Kicky Village ¤ Tenderized Whale Meat