“¡You’re going to cause this thing to explode!”
“It’s the only way to get out o’ this arctic with such li’l petrol–now, ¡shush!”
Yankee Kong grit her teeth as she glued her eyes to the white wasteland before them, registering snowbergs in mere milliseconds before they narrowly passed their igloo after she tossed it to the side.
But her mouth fell into a frown when the igloo didn’t explode, didn’t catch fire, but merely sputtered to a stop. She flew out & tore its shell off to see a smoking collapsed heart inside.
Then she & Gorilla Kong wrapped their arms round themselves as the chilly mist surrounded them mo’ tightly.