Hamster Huey and the Gooey Kablooie
A Calvin and Hobbes Fan Fiction
Author's Note:
I'm sure fans of Calvin and Hobbes are familiar with one of Calvin's favorite bedtime stories: Hamster Huey and the Gooey Kablooie. I've always wondered what this story was about. Obviously, it involves a small, chubby rodent and an explosion, of sorts. And some townsfolk were mentioned, along with the " Happy Hamster Hop." So, with what little information I have been given, I shall attempt to write what I think this story is. If any of you have read my story, " And Still Hobbes Waited," I shall let you know, this will be totally different. If any of you have read either of my Invader Zim fictions, my Trigun fan fiction or my Happy Noodle Boy story, you'll have an idea of what this'll be like. With that said, let the silliness begin!
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Once upon a time there was a hamster. His name was Huey. His assorted rodent friends called him Hamster Huey, mainly because he was a hamster and his name was Huey. They wanted to call him Hyena Howard, but this notion was abandoned for obvious reasons.
They lived in a town called Rodentville. It was called this because everyone there was a rodent. They were all happy rodents. They danced and sung and danced some more and then they spun around in circles until they got sick. Why they did this is beyond me. Really, it is. I don't know why they did it. Stop looking at me like that.
In the center of this town was a marshmallow factory. Everyday, the marshmallow factory made marshmallows for hot chocolate and S'mores and sweet potatoes and other such food items. The Rodentville marshmallow factory was renowned for their internationally famous marshmallows. The citizens of Rodentville were proud of their marshmallows. The town motto was, " . . . Well, at least we make a darn good Marshmallow!"
Hamster Huey worked in the marshmallow factory. All day he had to watch the marshmallows come out from the marshmallow machine, and he had to count them. This was, needless to say, tedious work. One day, he got so bored, that, for no reason, he decided to invent a dance. He called it " The Happy Hamster Hop." The song to it went something like this:
Hey, Mom and Pop! Do the Happy Hamster Hop! I just can't stop! Doin' the Happy Hamster Hop!
Hop to the left! Hop to the right! Doin' the hop Makes me feel all right!
Doin' it all day! Doin' it all night! Doin' the hop Makes my teeth all white!
Hey, Lollipop! Do the Happy Hamster Hop! Never wanna stop! Doin' the Happy Hamster Hop!
But, while dancing, he accidentally pressed the inconveniently placed Self-Destruct button! The marshmallow machine began to swell and steam. Marshmallow goo seeped through the cracks in the machine. Sirens rang and the other workers panicked. Everything was all higgledy-piggledy. That means a really big mess. Hamster Huey himself lost all control of his senses and ran in confused circles.
Then, the gigantic marshmallow machine exploded in a great, gooey KABLOOIE! It took the whole factory down with it, and marshmallow oozed out of window and engulfed several helpless rodents. The glob seeped through the streets, stopping traffic, causing accidents, and covering the children's playground. The townsfolk were terrified. They ran to the mayor, and cried; "MAYOR! MAYOR! WE'RE BEING ATTACKED BY MARSHMALLOW GOOEY-GOO! SAVE US!"
The mayor screamed and jumped out the window. More panic spread. More rodents jumped out of windows, only to land in the oozing mess. Meanwhile, the soul person responsible, Hamster Huey himself, had fled from town and was on a flight to El Salvador.
The town was covered in marshmallow, all was lost, and now there are no marshmallows in me Lucky Charms.
The End.
Talk about anticlimactic endings.
A Calvin and Hobbes Fan Fiction
Author's Note:
I'm sure fans of Calvin and Hobbes are familiar with one of Calvin's favorite bedtime stories: Hamster Huey and the Gooey Kablooie. I've always wondered what this story was about. Obviously, it involves a small, chubby rodent and an explosion, of sorts. And some townsfolk were mentioned, along with the " Happy Hamster Hop." So, with what little information I have been given, I shall attempt to write what I think this story is. If any of you have read my story, " And Still Hobbes Waited," I shall let you know, this will be totally different. If any of you have read either of my Invader Zim fictions, my Trigun fan fiction or my Happy Noodle Boy story, you'll have an idea of what this'll be like. With that said, let the silliness begin!
* * *
Once upon a time there was a hamster. His name was Huey. His assorted rodent friends called him Hamster Huey, mainly because he was a hamster and his name was Huey. They wanted to call him Hyena Howard, but this notion was abandoned for obvious reasons.
They lived in a town called Rodentville. It was called this because everyone there was a rodent. They were all happy rodents. They danced and sung and danced some more and then they spun around in circles until they got sick. Why they did this is beyond me. Really, it is. I don't know why they did it. Stop looking at me like that.
In the center of this town was a marshmallow factory. Everyday, the marshmallow factory made marshmallows for hot chocolate and S'mores and sweet potatoes and other such food items. The Rodentville marshmallow factory was renowned for their internationally famous marshmallows. The citizens of Rodentville were proud of their marshmallows. The town motto was, " . . . Well, at least we make a darn good Marshmallow!"
Hamster Huey worked in the marshmallow factory. All day he had to watch the marshmallows come out from the marshmallow machine, and he had to count them. This was, needless to say, tedious work. One day, he got so bored, that, for no reason, he decided to invent a dance. He called it " The Happy Hamster Hop." The song to it went something like this:
Hey, Mom and Pop! Do the Happy Hamster Hop! I just can't stop! Doin' the Happy Hamster Hop!
Hop to the left! Hop to the right! Doin' the hop Makes me feel all right!
Doin' it all day! Doin' it all night! Doin' the hop Makes my teeth all white!
Hey, Lollipop! Do the Happy Hamster Hop! Never wanna stop! Doin' the Happy Hamster Hop!
But, while dancing, he accidentally pressed the inconveniently placed Self-Destruct button! The marshmallow machine began to swell and steam. Marshmallow goo seeped through the cracks in the machine. Sirens rang and the other workers panicked. Everything was all higgledy-piggledy. That means a really big mess. Hamster Huey himself lost all control of his senses and ran in confused circles.
Then, the gigantic marshmallow machine exploded in a great, gooey KABLOOIE! It took the whole factory down with it, and marshmallow oozed out of window and engulfed several helpless rodents. The glob seeped through the streets, stopping traffic, causing accidents, and covering the children's playground. The townsfolk were terrified. They ran to the mayor, and cried; "MAYOR! MAYOR! WE'RE BEING ATTACKED BY MARSHMALLOW GOOEY-GOO! SAVE US!"
The mayor screamed and jumped out the window. More panic spread. More rodents jumped out of windows, only to land in the oozing mess. Meanwhile, the soul person responsible, Hamster Huey himself, had fled from town and was on a flight to El Salvador.
The town was covered in marshmallow, all was lost, and now there are no marshmallows in me Lucky Charms.
The End.
Talk about anticlimactic endings.
