A/N: I used to have a Calvin Survivor story on ff.net, but when those type
of stories were outlawed, I took it off. Now, I don't know how much later,
I brought back one of the challenges. Well, I shouldn't say I brought it
back, because I changed it. (No more script type!!!) 2. The imagination
transporter thingy is so complex that some of it might not make sense.
Disclaimer: I do not own Calvin and Hobbes. I am just a loyal fan that wants to celebrate how devoted I am by writing about my favorite comic strip. Also, I believe that Calvin Potterson gave me this idea a long time ago.
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The stars twinkled in the dark blue sky above the house where Calvin lived. There was a small breeze that drove dried-up leaves against the house. One red leaf was sent flying through Calvin's window. Calvin quickly brushed it out of his face and turned back to look at the stars. "Hobbes?" He turned at asked his companion, who was curled up on Calvin's bed; a bundle of fur.
"Mmm?" Hobbes moaned, rolled over onto his back and blinked his eyes as he woke up. "What (yawn) is it Calvin?"
Calvin, once making sure his friend was awake, looked out his window again. "I was just wishing that some alien civilization would come and abduct my parents."
Hobbes sat up and stared at Calvin, trying to make sense of what his buddy was saying. Hobbes' brain was obviously still trying to switch from 'sleep' to 'awake'. "Huh?" He asked.
"I said that I wish some aliens would come and abduct my parents so, instead of slaving over homework and chores, we could have some real fun," Calvin replied.
"What time (yawn) is it?" Hobbes lazily glanced over at the digital clock that sat on Calvin's dresser. Realization hit him like a bucket of cold water. "What! You woke me up at three o'clock in the morning to-"
Calvin held his hands out, trying to calm Hobbes. "Shh. You'll wake up my parents."
"At least they're sleeping," Hobbes mumbled then laid back down onto the cozy, soft bed. His head sank into the downy, feather pillow and he closed his eyes, preparing to drift into delicious Dreamland.
Calvin sighed and glanced back outside. As he did, he thought he saw a shadow cross the golden full moon. "Hobbes?" He croaked, his throat suddenly going dry.
"Calvin.." Hobbes said, impatient with the six year old.
"But Hobbes, this is important," Calvin stressed the important.
"I mean it Calvin.." Hobbes said angrily.
"Well I mean it Hobbes. I think there's-" Calvin was interrupted by a blinding flash of green that shone through the entire room. He could see Hobbes jerk up in alarm and heard a humming noise, when everything went black.
Calvin, on the edge of his brain, heard a sound. "No," he mumbled. "I don't want to go to school." He rolled over only to realize that he was on cold, hard metal. He slowly sat up and shook his head, as if to shake the drowsiness out of his head.
As his wits came to him, he remembered what happened last night. Was it last night? He had no way of knowing what the time or day was. His only thought was about where his best friend, Hobbes, was. As he scanned the bare metallic room, he saw a lump of orange and black fur curled up in a corner. He ran over to it and shook it. "Hobbes?" He gasped.
"Go away Calvin." Hobbes moaned. "I'm trying to sleep. Go to school or something."
Calvin shook him. "Hobbes, we aren't at home. We've been abducted by aliens."
Hobbes sat up. "What!"
"Don't you remember?" Calvin asked.
"Yea...I think so." Hobbes racked his brain. "I remember hearing a humming and you shouting. I quickly got up and saw the room bathed in a green glow. Then, I guess I fell asleep or something."
"No, it wasn't sleep. It was unconsciousness. The transporter apparently doesn't work for humans in the same way as it does for Zomergs." A voice said from behind them.
Calvin spun around. There was a human shaped figure in front of him. He couldn't see much more due to the blinding light that was streaming out of the door behind it. As it came closer, Calvin could see that the figure had three eyes and blue hair and skin. It's eyes were purple and it had three (or was it four) chins. It wore jeans and a t-shirt that, surprisingly had Calvin's picture on it. "What am I doing here, alien scum?" He shouted.
The alien applauded. "Bravo! Spoken like a true Spaceman Spiff. I suppose it's hard to explain, but to make a long story short, we Zomergs have traveled through time and dimensions to meet you. See, we're big Calvin and Hobbes fans."
Calvin and Hobbes exchanged glances. Were they both dreaming?
"Oh," the alien added. "We also brought your mom and dad, Rosalyn, Susie, Moe and..." the alien checked his clipboard. "Oh yes, Jessica and Mrs. Wormwood."
Hobbes stood up. "You still haven't explained the reason why you abducted us."
As the alien laughed, his jaw (if you could call it that) shook up and down like a big bowl of the cafeteria's casserole. "Abducted? No, no. We brought you here to play a little game for us."
"Game? What kind of game?" Calvin asked warily.
"You were going to play Calvinball but the Zom board voted for a rather strange game that will be entitled, 'Spiff's Space Adventures'. Well, I had better be taking you two to your locker room so you can change and meet your teammates. Oh, and by the way, I'm Gronqua, the Calvin and Hobbes expert around here." With that, the alien walked off and, seeing that Hobbes and Calvin weren't following, beckoned to them.
After a quick conference, Calvin and Hobbes decided to follow this alien. They still didn't get why they were known to these creatures or why they had been 'brought', but it was better than sitting in the cold, metallic room.
The Zomerg referee announced to the two different teams, " Hear, hear, humans. For the first event, you shall compete against each other on a planet created by Calvin's imagination."
Calvin's Dad leaned over to Calvin's Mom and whispered, "This ought to be interesting."
The referee glared at Calvin's Dad and continued, "Your team's goal: To make it to the end of this course. The first team to finish the course wins one point. It's Calvin's job, as it's his imagination, to come up with obstacles for all of you. And, just to make sure that he doesn't make it easy, we have hooked a special computer and hooked it up to the machine. That way, we can watch the game and if we think he is starting to play favorites or is making it too easy, we can type in a command to give you a little opposition. Also, keeping track of all the people is gong to be hard, so we're going to help too." The ref raised his light blue arms. "So....if the two teams will stand right on the pads, we shall begin."
The two teams warily moved onto pads that reminded them of gymnastic landing things. Above them a type of ray gun was poised. The light from the sun reflected off the metal outside. Calvin watched the tech officer in front of him press a button. With a quick wave, Hobbes, along with everyone else disintegrated.
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Hobbes saw Calvin then everything became a whirl of blinking green and blue lights. He shielded his eyes and when he next looked, he, along with everyone else had arrived in a barren wasteland of rock. Deep canyons and gigantic mountains surrounded them. Nothing alive was in sight except his teammates and the opposition. His team, which consisted of himself, Calvin's Dad, Moe and Jessica were in blue clothes while the opposition, which was Rosalyn, Calvin's Mom, Mrs. Wormwood and Susie, wore red garments.
Jessica glanced around and asked, "Where are we?"
The voice of the referee said loud and clear, "Welcome to the first event, humans. This and the following two events shall be based on Calvin's alter ego, Spaceman Spiff.
Susie scratched her head and looked up. "Spiff....Oh, that's the guy Calvin keeps on trying to be during school."
The voice continued. "That is right."
A TV monitor that appeared out of nowhere swung to a position so that everyone could view it. The referee said, "Here is a quick scan out of your mission. All of you have to use your anti-gravity boots and space blasters to get to this rock formation." The TV showed a plateau with someone standing there and a bunch of equipment. "Along the way, you will have to fight space monsters. If you get eaten, slashed, etc."
Calvin's Mom gave a small gasp and fainted but before she could hit the rock, Calvin's Dad caught her. The referee assured Calvin's Mom, "Don't worry, you won't actually get eaten, slashed, etc. I was going to say that you will be immediately transported to the beginning of the level. If you get....let's say....caught, two times, you are transported out here and you are out. You must wait for the rest of your team, on the occasion that they haven't been eaten yet, before you can begin part two of the level. If you go on without them, you will be disqualified. A referee at the beginning of part two will tell your team what to do when you get there. There will also be points for each team depending on the number of its players that make it across the finish line."
A computerized voice started saying, "Simulation sequence beginning in 3...2...1" A loud buzzer sounded and Susie held her breath, preparing herself for scores of monsters that would indubitably pop out the minute 'Go' was said.
"Go!" Susie blinked and waited. Still nothing came out of the dry ground, nothing stepped out from behind the many mountains and nothing zoomed down from above.
Calvin's Mom took one step, tense. Yet nothing happened. Calvin's Dad breathed a sigh of belief. Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as they had thought. With a glance, both teams set off.
The only one who was feeling a little bit tense was Mrs. Wormwood, who crept along silently.
Susie looked about and noticed that Mrs. Wormwood wasn't with the rest of the team. Finally, she noticed that Mrs. Wormwood was far behind. Susie quickly turned about and as she ran back, she yelled back to Calvin's Mom and Rosalyn that she was going to help her teacher. She then shouted to Mrs. Wormwood, who was about 4 yards in front of her, "Come on Mrs. Wormwood! Hurry up! A monster could appear right -"
Suddenly, a big pink and purple monster pooped out of the ground. Chunks of rock and dirt flew through the air. The monster looked surprisingly like the Mrs. Wormwood monsters in Calvin's daydreams. Of course, neither Mrs. Wormwood nor Susie knew that. All they knew was that the monster was coming closer and closer; it's sharp teeth looming nearer and nearer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Calvin and Hobbes. I am just a loyal fan that wants to celebrate how devoted I am by writing about my favorite comic strip. Also, I believe that Calvin Potterson gave me this idea a long time ago.
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The stars twinkled in the dark blue sky above the house where Calvin lived. There was a small breeze that drove dried-up leaves against the house. One red leaf was sent flying through Calvin's window. Calvin quickly brushed it out of his face and turned back to look at the stars. "Hobbes?" He turned at asked his companion, who was curled up on Calvin's bed; a bundle of fur.
"Mmm?" Hobbes moaned, rolled over onto his back and blinked his eyes as he woke up. "What (yawn) is it Calvin?"
Calvin, once making sure his friend was awake, looked out his window again. "I was just wishing that some alien civilization would come and abduct my parents."
Hobbes sat up and stared at Calvin, trying to make sense of what his buddy was saying. Hobbes' brain was obviously still trying to switch from 'sleep' to 'awake'. "Huh?" He asked.
"I said that I wish some aliens would come and abduct my parents so, instead of slaving over homework and chores, we could have some real fun," Calvin replied.
"What time (yawn) is it?" Hobbes lazily glanced over at the digital clock that sat on Calvin's dresser. Realization hit him like a bucket of cold water. "What! You woke me up at three o'clock in the morning to-"
Calvin held his hands out, trying to calm Hobbes. "Shh. You'll wake up my parents."
"At least they're sleeping," Hobbes mumbled then laid back down onto the cozy, soft bed. His head sank into the downy, feather pillow and he closed his eyes, preparing to drift into delicious Dreamland.
Calvin sighed and glanced back outside. As he did, he thought he saw a shadow cross the golden full moon. "Hobbes?" He croaked, his throat suddenly going dry.
"Calvin.." Hobbes said, impatient with the six year old.
"But Hobbes, this is important," Calvin stressed the important.
"I mean it Calvin.." Hobbes said angrily.
"Well I mean it Hobbes. I think there's-" Calvin was interrupted by a blinding flash of green that shone through the entire room. He could see Hobbes jerk up in alarm and heard a humming noise, when everything went black.
Calvin, on the edge of his brain, heard a sound. "No," he mumbled. "I don't want to go to school." He rolled over only to realize that he was on cold, hard metal. He slowly sat up and shook his head, as if to shake the drowsiness out of his head.
As his wits came to him, he remembered what happened last night. Was it last night? He had no way of knowing what the time or day was. His only thought was about where his best friend, Hobbes, was. As he scanned the bare metallic room, he saw a lump of orange and black fur curled up in a corner. He ran over to it and shook it. "Hobbes?" He gasped.
"Go away Calvin." Hobbes moaned. "I'm trying to sleep. Go to school or something."
Calvin shook him. "Hobbes, we aren't at home. We've been abducted by aliens."
Hobbes sat up. "What!"
"Don't you remember?" Calvin asked.
"Yea...I think so." Hobbes racked his brain. "I remember hearing a humming and you shouting. I quickly got up and saw the room bathed in a green glow. Then, I guess I fell asleep or something."
"No, it wasn't sleep. It was unconsciousness. The transporter apparently doesn't work for humans in the same way as it does for Zomergs." A voice said from behind them.
Calvin spun around. There was a human shaped figure in front of him. He couldn't see much more due to the blinding light that was streaming out of the door behind it. As it came closer, Calvin could see that the figure had three eyes and blue hair and skin. It's eyes were purple and it had three (or was it four) chins. It wore jeans and a t-shirt that, surprisingly had Calvin's picture on it. "What am I doing here, alien scum?" He shouted.
The alien applauded. "Bravo! Spoken like a true Spaceman Spiff. I suppose it's hard to explain, but to make a long story short, we Zomergs have traveled through time and dimensions to meet you. See, we're big Calvin and Hobbes fans."
Calvin and Hobbes exchanged glances. Were they both dreaming?
"Oh," the alien added. "We also brought your mom and dad, Rosalyn, Susie, Moe and..." the alien checked his clipboard. "Oh yes, Jessica and Mrs. Wormwood."
Hobbes stood up. "You still haven't explained the reason why you abducted us."
As the alien laughed, his jaw (if you could call it that) shook up and down like a big bowl of the cafeteria's casserole. "Abducted? No, no. We brought you here to play a little game for us."
"Game? What kind of game?" Calvin asked warily.
"You were going to play Calvinball but the Zom board voted for a rather strange game that will be entitled, 'Spiff's Space Adventures'. Well, I had better be taking you two to your locker room so you can change and meet your teammates. Oh, and by the way, I'm Gronqua, the Calvin and Hobbes expert around here." With that, the alien walked off and, seeing that Hobbes and Calvin weren't following, beckoned to them.
After a quick conference, Calvin and Hobbes decided to follow this alien. They still didn't get why they were known to these creatures or why they had been 'brought', but it was better than sitting in the cold, metallic room.
The Zomerg referee announced to the two different teams, " Hear, hear, humans. For the first event, you shall compete against each other on a planet created by Calvin's imagination."
Calvin's Dad leaned over to Calvin's Mom and whispered, "This ought to be interesting."
The referee glared at Calvin's Dad and continued, "Your team's goal: To make it to the end of this course. The first team to finish the course wins one point. It's Calvin's job, as it's his imagination, to come up with obstacles for all of you. And, just to make sure that he doesn't make it easy, we have hooked a special computer and hooked it up to the machine. That way, we can watch the game and if we think he is starting to play favorites or is making it too easy, we can type in a command to give you a little opposition. Also, keeping track of all the people is gong to be hard, so we're going to help too." The ref raised his light blue arms. "So....if the two teams will stand right on the pads, we shall begin."
The two teams warily moved onto pads that reminded them of gymnastic landing things. Above them a type of ray gun was poised. The light from the sun reflected off the metal outside. Calvin watched the tech officer in front of him press a button. With a quick wave, Hobbes, along with everyone else disintegrated.
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Hobbes saw Calvin then everything became a whirl of blinking green and blue lights. He shielded his eyes and when he next looked, he, along with everyone else had arrived in a barren wasteland of rock. Deep canyons and gigantic mountains surrounded them. Nothing alive was in sight except his teammates and the opposition. His team, which consisted of himself, Calvin's Dad, Moe and Jessica were in blue clothes while the opposition, which was Rosalyn, Calvin's Mom, Mrs. Wormwood and Susie, wore red garments.
Jessica glanced around and asked, "Where are we?"
The voice of the referee said loud and clear, "Welcome to the first event, humans. This and the following two events shall be based on Calvin's alter ego, Spaceman Spiff.
Susie scratched her head and looked up. "Spiff....Oh, that's the guy Calvin keeps on trying to be during school."
The voice continued. "That is right."
A TV monitor that appeared out of nowhere swung to a position so that everyone could view it. The referee said, "Here is a quick scan out of your mission. All of you have to use your anti-gravity boots and space blasters to get to this rock formation." The TV showed a plateau with someone standing there and a bunch of equipment. "Along the way, you will have to fight space monsters. If you get eaten, slashed, etc."
Calvin's Mom gave a small gasp and fainted but before she could hit the rock, Calvin's Dad caught her. The referee assured Calvin's Mom, "Don't worry, you won't actually get eaten, slashed, etc. I was going to say that you will be immediately transported to the beginning of the level. If you get....let's say....caught, two times, you are transported out here and you are out. You must wait for the rest of your team, on the occasion that they haven't been eaten yet, before you can begin part two of the level. If you go on without them, you will be disqualified. A referee at the beginning of part two will tell your team what to do when you get there. There will also be points for each team depending on the number of its players that make it across the finish line."
A computerized voice started saying, "Simulation sequence beginning in 3...2...1" A loud buzzer sounded and Susie held her breath, preparing herself for scores of monsters that would indubitably pop out the minute 'Go' was said.
"Go!" Susie blinked and waited. Still nothing came out of the dry ground, nothing stepped out from behind the many mountains and nothing zoomed down from above.
Calvin's Mom took one step, tense. Yet nothing happened. Calvin's Dad breathed a sigh of belief. Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as they had thought. With a glance, both teams set off.
The only one who was feeling a little bit tense was Mrs. Wormwood, who crept along silently.
Susie looked about and noticed that Mrs. Wormwood wasn't with the rest of the team. Finally, she noticed that Mrs. Wormwood was far behind. Susie quickly turned about and as she ran back, she yelled back to Calvin's Mom and Rosalyn that she was going to help her teacher. She then shouted to Mrs. Wormwood, who was about 4 yards in front of her, "Come on Mrs. Wormwood! Hurry up! A monster could appear right -"
Suddenly, a big pink and purple monster pooped out of the ground. Chunks of rock and dirt flew through the air. The monster looked surprisingly like the Mrs. Wormwood monsters in Calvin's daydreams. Of course, neither Mrs. Wormwood nor Susie knew that. All they knew was that the monster was coming closer and closer; it's sharp teeth looming nearer and nearer.