Peso squeaked in alarm and Amy laughed out loud.

"That's what we like here! Okay, I have a lot of questions for you so be prepared to answer anything--anything--we throw your way."

Peso squeaked again.

"Since this will be such a long chapter," Crash started.

"Chapter?" Kwazii questioned, confused.

"My bad," the fish-man said with a shake of his head. "Section of the interview. Anyways, since it will be quite a long one, let's jump straight to the raw questions."

"Okey!" said Amy. Usually, she was incredibly calm and attentive. Now, she was bouncing up and down on her chair, eager to start questioning the trembling little penguin in front of her. "Question one. Can you speak Spanish?"

"A little," admitted the medic.

"Can you say something?" Amy asked hopefully.

"Hola. Soy un Octonauta."

"Meaning?"

"Hello. I am an Octonaut."

"Very original," Crash mused.

"Must answers be?" Amy added philosophically. "Anyways, I didn't come here from Poland for that. Next question. How do you have such a great memory at remembering all of your relatives' names?"

"Well, can you remember all of your childhood friends? Say, the ones from preschool or daycare or whatever?"

"Well..." Amy answered, unsure. "Some of them. But there weren't nearly so many as the amount of penguins you seem to know, and besides, they didn't all have names beginning with P."

"I suppose that would make it harder," Peso shrugged. "Not all of them, though. Rocko, for example. I suppose because the only things I had when I was younger were my family, relatives and stories of my relatives who lived abroad. I knew quite a few of them before we met, simply from the tales I had heard. And given that was my entire childhood..." He trailed off and shrugged.

"Yeah, makes sense," Amy concluded. "Next question. Was medical school really that hard to pass or did you like pass on the first exam."

"Oh it was hard," Peso said immediately. "I'd have to study until two or three in the morning each night before a big exam. Of course, the whole memory thing helped. It didn't help that I used to faint at the sight of blood, though. When I first got there, I almost failed the first year. But one of my friends came over one night and ran me through absolutely everything, and surprisingly, I did okay in the last exam."

"One thing you'll have to learn about my little penguin pal," interrupted Kwazii. "Is that he's determined. Very determined."

"Yeah," laughed Dashi. "He might be absolutely terrified of what's down in the depths of the midnight zone, but he'll keep going anyways."

"If you think you're the bravest person you know, think again," added Shellington. "Coz you're staring bravery in the face when you look at Peso."

"I've only known Peso for around half an hour," Anastasia interjected. "And he is already one of the bravest people I know."

"Awwww, thanks guys," the little penguin said as he staggered out of a rather tight bear hug from Kwazii.

"That's so sweet," Amy said. Then to Crash: "I hope you're recording this." Crash merely gestured to the ceiling of the room, no doubt hiding multiple camera angles.

"What's the next question?" Peso asked, feeling somewhat braver than before. Amy checked her paper.

"Okay. If in need--like for example you were stuck on an energy and needed to know what herb would help you--do you have field knowledge of plants and stuff or did they not teach you in medical school?"

"Well, actually they didn't teach us. I was living with my Uncle Pierre at the time, and he was into botany and plants and gardening and all that. When he learnt I was going to med school, he'd tell me all about the different plants you could use to treat a wound, or eat in the wild and everything."

"Wow!" Amy said, genuinely impressed. "Do you know where he is today?"

"Still living on that island, I suppose."

"Well, let's invite him here," Crash shrugged, and an aged penguin with glasses fell out of thin air.

"P... Peso?"

"Uncle Pierre!" The two embraced tightly. "We were just talking about you Uncle. About how you taught me all about medicine plants and things."

"Ah yes. The good old medicine lessons."

"Are you staying?"

"I don't know I just got here."

"You can stay," Crash said genially. "The more you know, the more you can give us embarrassing stories about Peso," he laughed. "Same goes for you Anastasia."

"I've still got quite a few questions, so we should get moving," Amy piped up. "Right. Next question. Well, not really a question. You should really stop standing on Shellington's poor foot."

"Especially not when it was just stung by a platypus," Crash added jokingly.

"Yes, sorry about that," Peso said laughing. "It does seem to come up quite often."

Shellington chuckled.

"Guess it stops me daydreaming. Next question Amy?"

"If in need, do you reckon you could manage a quick operation on a patient?"

"How quick is quick?" Peso frowned.

"Let's say, you're in the back of a speeding Gup getting away from a shark."

"Then... If I had the right equipment, I guess. Not that I, um, particularly want to try that example out..."

"Of course not," Amy laughed. "Next up. How old is Pinto?"

"Eight," Peso said immediately. "Turning nine in a month." Amy looked hopefully at Crash, who raised his hands in a 'trust me, later' sort of action (you can see where this is going right?).

"Last question from me," Amy grinned. "Have you ever cheated in medic school? I won't tell anyone."

"How can we be sure?" Kwazii asked, eyes narrowed.

"Let's just say the question doesn't just apply to our dear penguin friend." Knowing nods from around the room, except for Anastasia and Uncle Pierre, who were looking around in confusion. "So Peso," Amy repeated. "Have you ever cheated?"

Finally Uncle Pierre understood something, and decided he should be heard.

"Oh yes. Remember the time you brought three boxes of chocolate to school and asked if you could borrow someone's notes?"

Peso looked simultaneously shocked that his uncle had such a great memory, angry at him for what he had told the room, and embarrassed that all his friends now knew.

Dashi laughed.

"Tell us about it Peso." Peso looked abashed, but started talking.

"I had been sick so I had missed an entire unit. I didn't have any notes whatsoever on the process of necrosis. So I asked some of my friends for notes on the day of the exam and brought chocolates."

"For..?" Amy pressed.

"Umm... A class party?"

"Really?" Crash said with a tilt of his head.

"Okay, fine. They were for convincing. But I didn't get the notes anyways."

"What did you do?" Shellington asked.

"Almost failed first year, remember?"

"Oh. Right. Well, that doesn't really count," protested Amy. "You missed the lessons, it wasn't your fault you couldn't get notes."

"Well, okay," said Peso. Nothing was followed up. Eh. "Got any more questions?"

"Actually, I've got one last question for you Peso," Crash said with a slightly raised hands. "Sort of on the spot, but whatever. Who's your hero Peso?"

Peso was quiet for a couple seconds.

"You guys won't judge?"

"Of course not," Captain Barnacles said with a wave of a paw. "Families don't judge each other."

"Well then..." Peso said hesitantly. "You're my hero Captain. You're so brave and strong and kind."

"Awwww, that's so sweet!" Dashi squeaked. The Captain did not have the words to express his emotions.

"Right," Anastasia laughed. "This is fun. Who is next?"

Amy looked around the room.

"Dashi. Question one..."

"Wait," said Crash. "Quick announcement first. Then, question all you want."