A/N: Remember that little sci-fi talk I had last chapter? Well, no more
people from Calvin's real world, (yet) but you can see a parallel being of
Moe's.
The little party reached Gordor in a few days. With their ships, the TIGER and the STARQUIN hovering above it's round shaped self, Susie read the radar. "Admiral!" Calvin rolled his eyes and waved his hand to continue. "The radar says that there is approximently 10 ships headed this way."
Calvin sat up. This he could take interest to. What better way to stop being bored then to get himself caught up in a space battle. "How many ships do we have?" He questioned.
"Two, sir." She quickly answered. Calvin thought for a moment. He figured these ships might be better armed, but unfortunately, he was no good at math and somehow he figured that two ships of his fleet could defeat ten.
"Prepare to fire. First let us --" Hobbes tapped Calvin on the shoulder.
" Calvin? They outnumber us 5 to 1. We should probably --"
"We're receiven a transmission, captain!" A young man by the name of Scotty (hehe...figure out what this has a connection to) interrupted. Calvin, eager to have anything to do besides listen to Hobbes rattle on about this ship and stuff, nodded his head in approval. There was a flicker on the front window and a man who looked alot like Moe, only eviler and he was wearing a dark clock and hood, appeared. A thin smile was on his face.
" So, Admiral Twinkie, you have come into my sector again." Moeto paused for a moment.
" Actually, " Hobbes interjected. "This isn't your sector, you illegally took over a planet."
Moeto scowled. " I thought I took care of you. If it wasn't for your stupid little navigator, I'd have blown you to bits." He turned his attention back on Calvin. "Now I warn you, if you do not leave right now, I'll blast you to bits for sure. As you can see, my ships are approaching your craft. You have five minutes to decide." The transmission stopped and Calvin was left thinking. This might be his chance to get back at Moe. (He figured that all people that resembled people in his dimension were actually from his detention. He didn't know about the whole 'alternate universe' thing.)
" First no brain, then no eyes, then no manners, then no patience." He heard Susie mutter to Hobbes. Finally, after an agonizing one minute, Calvin came to a desition.
He stood up and announced, "We'll launch a surprise attack while Scotty contacts the rest of the fleet. Say that Moeto is indeed building a army." Calvin ordered. "Everyone get to your battlestations and I want to be able to attack this things in one minute." Everyone scrambled and Calvin sat back down in his chair.
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"Lord?" A officer approached the throne of Moeto. "I'm seeing some strange movements from the TIGER and the STARQUIN. They at first seemed to be jumping into hyperspace, but now their turning around like they changed their mind and will stay put."
"Quick, attack. It was a trick. They plan on surprise attacking-- " A bolt hit the ship and it rocked.
"Sir! They've hit our external transmission. We can't communicate with the other ships." The intercom on the armrest beeped.
"Consitrate full fire power on the TIGER. I'm going to try and take a small craft over to another ship."
"Sir!" The intercom beeped once more. "We're losing power. They've hit our--" The intercom died.
Moeto glared at the officer, who managed a weak smile. "Internal communications?"
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"Calvin?" Susie announced. "I'm getting a signal that a small ship is leaving the TWINKIE, the ship we just hit several times. It's trying to reach the other ships. Should I go ahead?"
"Proceed." Calvin muttered. So much for having fun attacking. I'm not manning the guns, I'm just giving...... He suddenly realized something he hadn't realized before. He was in control. He pressed the intercom and ordered. "Captain Hobbes, fire at the.....POUNDER. It seems like the small ship is heading to it."
"Roger." Hobbes replied.
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As shot after shot came from the TIGER and the STARQUIN, the Moeto ships were doing the best they could. But, caught off guard and with their main ship not responding, one by one they were breing shot down. Finally, only the POUNDER, the CONQUEROR and the DISCO remained. (Moeto has weird taste in names) The CONQUEROR headed toward the STARQUIN in the hopes that she could ram it, when the TIGER shot it. As all communications and power was lost, she was left adrift for the time being. Moeto, who had reached the POUNDER, realized that there was no way to win this. The DISCO already had it's weapons disabled. So Moeto ordered a retreat. They shot into hyperspace.
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Back aboard the STARQUIN, everyone was celebrating. (Actually both ships were celebrating, but the STARQUIN was what Calvin, Hobbes and Susie were on) "Susie! Steer us toward the CONQUEROR. We'll repair her, use her as another ship and take her crew prisoners." Susie, rejoiced over their victory, saluted and did so. When they brought the prisoners on board, Calvin and Hobbes were surprised to see one of their dreaded enemies walk on in chains. Rosalyn!??!!
The little party reached Gordor in a few days. With their ships, the TIGER and the STARQUIN hovering above it's round shaped self, Susie read the radar. "Admiral!" Calvin rolled his eyes and waved his hand to continue. "The radar says that there is approximently 10 ships headed this way."
Calvin sat up. This he could take interest to. What better way to stop being bored then to get himself caught up in a space battle. "How many ships do we have?" He questioned.
"Two, sir." She quickly answered. Calvin thought for a moment. He figured these ships might be better armed, but unfortunately, he was no good at math and somehow he figured that two ships of his fleet could defeat ten.
"Prepare to fire. First let us --" Hobbes tapped Calvin on the shoulder.
" Calvin? They outnumber us 5 to 1. We should probably --"
"We're receiven a transmission, captain!" A young man by the name of Scotty (hehe...figure out what this has a connection to) interrupted. Calvin, eager to have anything to do besides listen to Hobbes rattle on about this ship and stuff, nodded his head in approval. There was a flicker on the front window and a man who looked alot like Moe, only eviler and he was wearing a dark clock and hood, appeared. A thin smile was on his face.
" So, Admiral Twinkie, you have come into my sector again." Moeto paused for a moment.
" Actually, " Hobbes interjected. "This isn't your sector, you illegally took over a planet."
Moeto scowled. " I thought I took care of you. If it wasn't for your stupid little navigator, I'd have blown you to bits." He turned his attention back on Calvin. "Now I warn you, if you do not leave right now, I'll blast you to bits for sure. As you can see, my ships are approaching your craft. You have five minutes to decide." The transmission stopped and Calvin was left thinking. This might be his chance to get back at Moe. (He figured that all people that resembled people in his dimension were actually from his detention. He didn't know about the whole 'alternate universe' thing.)
" First no brain, then no eyes, then no manners, then no patience." He heard Susie mutter to Hobbes. Finally, after an agonizing one minute, Calvin came to a desition.
He stood up and announced, "We'll launch a surprise attack while Scotty contacts the rest of the fleet. Say that Moeto is indeed building a army." Calvin ordered. "Everyone get to your battlestations and I want to be able to attack this things in one minute." Everyone scrambled and Calvin sat back down in his chair.
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"Lord?" A officer approached the throne of Moeto. "I'm seeing some strange movements from the TIGER and the STARQUIN. They at first seemed to be jumping into hyperspace, but now their turning around like they changed their mind and will stay put."
"Quick, attack. It was a trick. They plan on surprise attacking-- " A bolt hit the ship and it rocked.
"Sir! They've hit our external transmission. We can't communicate with the other ships." The intercom on the armrest beeped.
"Consitrate full fire power on the TIGER. I'm going to try and take a small craft over to another ship."
"Sir!" The intercom beeped once more. "We're losing power. They've hit our--" The intercom died.
Moeto glared at the officer, who managed a weak smile. "Internal communications?"
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"Calvin?" Susie announced. "I'm getting a signal that a small ship is leaving the TWINKIE, the ship we just hit several times. It's trying to reach the other ships. Should I go ahead?"
"Proceed." Calvin muttered. So much for having fun attacking. I'm not manning the guns, I'm just giving...... He suddenly realized something he hadn't realized before. He was in control. He pressed the intercom and ordered. "Captain Hobbes, fire at the.....POUNDER. It seems like the small ship is heading to it."
"Roger." Hobbes replied.
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As shot after shot came from the TIGER and the STARQUIN, the Moeto ships were doing the best they could. But, caught off guard and with their main ship not responding, one by one they were breing shot down. Finally, only the POUNDER, the CONQUEROR and the DISCO remained. (Moeto has weird taste in names) The CONQUEROR headed toward the STARQUIN in the hopes that she could ram it, when the TIGER shot it. As all communications and power was lost, she was left adrift for the time being. Moeto, who had reached the POUNDER, realized that there was no way to win this. The DISCO already had it's weapons disabled. So Moeto ordered a retreat. They shot into hyperspace.
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Back aboard the STARQUIN, everyone was celebrating. (Actually both ships were celebrating, but the STARQUIN was what Calvin, Hobbes and Susie were on) "Susie! Steer us toward the CONQUEROR. We'll repair her, use her as another ship and take her crew prisoners." Susie, rejoiced over their victory, saluted and did so. When they brought the prisoners on board, Calvin and Hobbes were surprised to see one of their dreaded enemies walk on in chains. Rosalyn!??!!