Passing over the main gate, he glanced down and noticed a penguin heading towards Aurelia and Marisa. Sadly, the parrot knew no more about this 'American Pie' woman they were singing of than he did 'Abba Gold'. At least he was blending in with the rest of the criss-crossing birds overhead, though, and managed to get past the sniper robots, letting out a small sigh of relief. He hadn't been shot! That was good.

As he approached the central tower, however, he noticed another penguin inside it, and frowned a little. Penguins had always made Twitch...a little uncomfortable, to put it lightly. They swam instead of flying, and to him, that was just crazy and unusual and wrong. The sea was for fish and tourists, not birds. Birds belonged in the sky, like him. Stupid penguins.

Finding a safe-looking spot, Twitch swooped down towards one of the buildings and perched on the gutter. Making sure to keep one eye on the tower, the macaw rummaged through his bag for the communicator. It was buried at the bottom. Typical. Rather than empty the whole bag out, Twitch decided instead to try and stick his head inside it.

"Hello?" he asked whoever was receiving, "There's another penguin in the middle tower, what do I do?"