Sorry for another delay in releasing chapters, got real busy again. Enjoy Chapter 16!
Chapter 16: Return of the Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons
The new army of Snow Goons was large, to say the least.
"Well, I guess that's another thing that I didn't expect to see today." Hobbes remarked.
"You think?! That army goes on for miles! And to make it worse, there's no place to freeze them with a hose!" Calvin exclaimed.
The two backed into each other as the army grew closer towards them.
"So how are we getting out of this one?" Hobbes asked.
"I have no clue." Calvin replied back.
But then, some of the Snow Goons at the front suddenly melted.
Why you ask? Well, simply put, Duplicate 6 came down on his jet pack, easing in for a quick and easy landing.
"OH COME ON! WHY DOES EVERYONE BUT ME GET THE COOL STUFF?!" Calvin exclaimed.
"This coming from the kid who just used a rock to operate the weapon of his dreams..." Hobbes muttered under his breath.
"Well hello Calvin, and tiger whose name escapes me. And how are you doing on this fine day?" Duplicate 6 said, greeting them warmly.
"This day has been anything but fine." Hobbes replied.
"You're actually enjoying this weather?! We're freezing out here and yet you're acting like it's nothing! We're in the middle of nowhere in a misleading country!" Calvin exclaimed annoyed.
"Hey, us Dupes are used to the cold, considering it was in the dead of winter when you turned us into worms and threw us into the cold dirt." Duplicate 6 said defensively.
"Well, you guys deserved it!" Calvin shot back, "So wait, you mean to tell me that you fully expected us to get kidnapped by Dupe 2 and that wacko scientist dude's cronies, and then to escape and end up right here, so you could watch our untimely demise through a large snow goon army?" He inquired to Duplicate 6.
"Not exactly, I've been making this so I could lead them to take over Iceland as part of the plan." Duplicate 6 replied.
"But isn't Iceland like, really small compared to this?" Hobbes asked.
"That's the point. The more Snow Goons, the easier it is to take over. When beginning the steps for world domination, you always gotta start small." Duplicate 6 explained.
Calvin and Hobbes exchanged glances at each other.
"Yeah, well... I can tell that you two nimrods aren't really interested in hearing my spiel, so I'm just gonna skip to the part where I order the Snow Goons to attack you and I fly off into the sunset! Or the clouds... I'm not really sure..." Duplicate 6 mused.
"Eh, who cares!" He exclaimed as he started up the jet pack and flew into the air.
"SNOW GOONS! ATTACK!" Duplicate 6 boomed as he blasted off into the clouds, and the army of Snow Goons began their descent upon the two.
"Well, how are we gonna get out of this predicament?" Hobbes asked.
"I'd say we do things the old fashioned way..." Calvin said as he made a snowball, and chucked it at a Snow Goon, sending it to the ground.
"Who says it can't be fun?" Hobbes remarked as he made a snowball and chucked it another Soon Goon, sending it to the ground as well.
And so, the two went to work on taking down the Snow Goons, one by one.
While the Snow Goons tried, they were no match for Calvin and Hobbes.
The two did everything imaginable to take the Snow Goons down, from snow balls, running right through them with the toboggan, chucking icicles that were nearby at their faces, you name it.
Needless to say, the Snow Goons were no match for the boy-tiger duo.
Hobbes pounced the last Snow Goon remaining, and all that was left was the various remains of the Snow Goons across the frozen tundra.
"Now that was fun." Calvin commented.
"A lot more fun than just freezing them all with a hose." Hobbes said in agreement.
"Yeah, I've grown up a bit from my younger days..." Calvin remarked as he flexed his muscles.
"You were still six when you created those infernal snow creatures..." Hobbes pointed out.
"Yeah, but the first time was years ago! I've grown a lot since then!" Calvin said back.
"I don't even remember the last time I remember seeing you grow an inch, let alone grow in maturity." Hobbes replied.
"But then... That would mean... You don't suppose..."
Calvin stopped when he realized that a gigantic shadow had loomed over him and Hobbes.
As it turns out, a gigantic, three-headed Snow Goon was looming over him.
"Uh-oh..." Hobbes winced.
"RUN FOR IT!" Calvin yelled as he and Hobbes jumped on the toboggan and began trying to get away from the gigantic Snow Goon.
"I don't seem to recall you making something that big." Hobbes remarked as they tried to speed away from the Snow Goon.
"It was on my to-do list this coming winter." Calvin replied. Hobbes rolled his eyes.
Despite their best efforts to get away from the beast, the gigantic Snow Goon closed in on them, and fast.
Did you figure out the pattern yet?
"So how are we gonna outrun this thing?" Hobbes asked to Calvin.
"Well, considering we're out in the middle of nowhere, and considering that it's cold and snowy, I'd say we just wing it." Calvin replied.
"Are you sure that's the best course of action?" Hobbes said questioningly.
"I mean, this whole thing has been kind of a wing it sort of deal, so I'd say we just keep playing the game that keeps us winning." Calvin retorted.
"Fair point... But it's not gonna be easy to get rid of that thing." Hobbes remarked.
But then, all of a sudden, snow fell right onto of the two.
Calvin and Hobbes popped up, and realized that the Snow Goon was gone.
"This seems like some sort of cheap plot device movies use when they start running out of ideas for a certain scene." Calvin remarked as he and Hobbes got out of what was the giant Snow Goon.
"Beats having to go through another battle." Hobbes remarked as he pulled up the toboggan.
"Yeah, but the fights are the best par-" Calvin said before tripping on something in the snow and remarked, "What gives?!"
"Looks like you tripped on something." Hobbes said as he picked up some sort of device.
"What's this gizmo do?" Calvin asked as he grabbed the device and started fiddling around with it.
"Looks like some sort of GPS..." Hobbes remarked.
The device quickly loaded up a map, with the path to where Dr. Scientist's HQ was.
Duplicate 6 lost control of the jet pack and crashed straight into Dr. Scientist's Command Central.
"Oh come on Six! I just got this roof fixed a month ago!" Dr. Scientist exclaimed.
"Sorry! Still trying to get used to this jet pack here..." Duplicate 6 said apologetically.
"Yeah, yeah... Whatever. So here's the 411, we lost contact with Two, Rufus, and Donald. Probably some technical glitches or they died, one of the two. We rounded up the rest of the Duplicates though, and we gotta begin planning for launching the ultimate weapon. The other Duplicates and Moe are in the break room, so you'll find out more from them." Dr. Scientist explained as he worked on an invention.
"Alright, sounds good. I'll head over there." Duplicate 6 said as he began to leave the room.
"Oh yeah, can you give me back my GPS you borrowed?"
Duplicate 6 froze in his tracks.
"Heh, heh... Funny you mention that..."