Even with all the working out he had undergone with Captain Bighead, Klank had no hopes of keeping up with the girl. There was simply too much resistance as the riveted wheels shredded through the water. As she created distance between the two, Klank peddled harder and harder, fighting the burning sensation building in his thighs. If he gave up the speed now, he would surely never hear the end of it. Quitting in the middle of what Bighead could view as a workout, especially one that involved legs, was one thing the man would get unnecessarily upset about. Thinking about the situation angered him.

	"Damn that thing," Klank yelled. His fury towards the cursed weapon only fueled his legs more. He hit the waves with all he had. He finally caught a rhythm and smoothly flew through the air and landing on each waves backside. Gaining speed, he started to enjoy the thrill. Perhaps this was one of his more brilliant creations. "WOOO," he shouted as he leapt over Sierra and actually putting distance between them.  A few more big waves and Klank would find himself back on the ship where he could lay into the new recruit about his weapon. 

	High in the air after his final jump, Klank spotted his target. As he was descending, he pointed to Isaac and angrily shouted, "YOU." He landed with a hard thud on the deck of the ship. The makeshift water bike remained intact, a true testament to Klanks craftsmanship. He hopped off his raft and stomped passed Bighead. " You better get in the habit of keeping that crazy weapon of yours on a shorter chain." He then looked to sasayaki and continued. "I don't need another person on this ship destroying everything, so check yourself. Got it?" For his final assault, Klank turned to his captain and considered if he should. He stopped for a brief moment before screaming "Stop recruiting CRAZY PEOPLE."

	Bighead laughed loudly as he pointed to Klank. "If I didn't look for crazy then you'd still be in Logue Town." He couldn't stop his fit of joy. "Do you have any idea," he paused to catch his breath from cracking-up. "Just how insane that stunt you just pulled was? Color me impressed, Klank. Color me impressed." He circled his left hand inwards. "Come on, flex those leg muscles. You deserve it after that."

	Klank stared at Bighead blankly. It was no surprise to him that his leader wouldn't be taking this seriously. Nevertheless, Bighead wouldn't allow Klank to just walk away after demanding a flex. When the captain wanted showmanship, he got showmanship whether someone liked it or not. He pulled up his shorts only slightly and assumed a not so enthusiastic pose. "Flex," he said softly and annoyed. His calf and thigh muscles rippled into a chiseled form. 

	Still laughing, Bighead pointed at Isaac. "That's just one of the many things you can look forward to on this crew, my boy. With proper leg days, as you just witnessed, you can accomplish anything."

	"Whatever," Klank said as he grabbed his bike. He rolled it over to the back of the ship to a safe spot away from Bighead. There was no way he was giving that up.