Shellington was calmly resting in his bed before the Octonauts morning octo-alarm went off, he'd wake up at the semi-subtle alarm, disheveled and turning around to stare at the alarm with a 'mmh..' — Suddenly, five seconds after the alarm rang, his pop-up bed popped in and he got flung in the air

“Uoof!” He'd groan before landing perfectly in his labratory's chair, and immediately went to work, mixing unknown chemicals from the sea together.