A/N: I think you to all of my reviewers!! I'm suprised with how many who have reviewed the story. I personally didn't think anybody would really read it, but you all proved me wrong! So here is where I will answer to your reviews:
Atiannala: I'm glad you like, even though you probably were thinking that you wouldn't understand zip of what was happening.
Animereader: Thanx! I don't really have a plan to where the story is going, but I think that I probably going to have a little bit of everything in the story (Transmogifier, Time Machine, Snowmen, the Red Wagon, Hamster Huey, ect.) Yeah, I almost have the whole collection of the books, but I think I still need 3 or 4 more. (I kinda got a little obsessed with C+H once). And thank you for supporting the Burn-the-Schools Foundation.
And to my anonymous reviewers:
monkeys taste like spandex: I know, but I decide to make Hobbes smart :-P
and...
Walter: Thanx for enjoying and I hope I make Bill proud!!
and with all that said, on with the chapter!!!...
Disclaimer: I don't own C+H, Bill does...
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Chapter 3- "Are We There Yet?"
"What are we gonna, do? Rosalyn's gonna be here soon, there are 8 evil clones of my other identities running around out there, and I found out mom and dad are leaving after dinner!" Calvin whined as he paced his room a while after his clones abandoned him.
"First of all, it's not we. Second, there are FIVE clones, not 8," Hobbes paused as he went to pick up a comic book but stopped when Calvin shot him a disdainful look. "And why does it matter that your mom and dad are leaving after dinner?"
"It MEANS I have to eat some kind of toxic waste again." He stuck out his tongue as a disgusted look came upon his face. Hobbes rolled his eyes at this and looked out of the window.
"Ummmmm, Calvin? You might wanna come see this..." Hobbes said tentatively as he peered outside with wide eyes.
"What? Did dad fix my bike again?" Calvin asked fearfully as he climbed onto the bed and crawled over to the window. Memories of his bike attacking him during his attempts to learn how to ride it flooded his mind.
"Worst..."
As Calvin drew level to the window, he gasped. He looked down to see his 5 other selves piling into Spiff's spaceship. "What the heck do they think they're doing?!?!" Calvin asked in a panicked voice and watched the spaceship suddenly shot strait into the air and speed off into the far reaches of the galaxy, faster than the speed of light.
Suddenly, the door to Calvin's room opened. "Calvin, wash your hands for dinner, we're having hamburgers," his mom said and walked away.
Sighing, Calvin got up and walked out of his room thinking that despite everything that was happening, at least dinner won't be *that* bad...
~*Meanwhile*~
"I DON'T CARE!!! I'M THE DICTATOR-FOR-LIFE IN G.R.O.S.S. SO I'M GOING TO BE THE LEADER!!!" one of Calvin Clones yelled inside the tiny, red, spaceship.
"JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE THE STUPID DICTATOR DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE THE LEADER!!!" the Calvinball player yelled back. This had been going on ever since they had gotten past the asteroid belt, which was quite some time ago, and the others were starting to get sick of it.
"WELL YOU'RE A -" the dictator was starting to say but was cut off by Tracer Bullet.
"SHUT UP!!! I'm sick of hearing you guys arguing over who's going to be the leader!! There's not even anything to be the leader of!!"
"Wow, Bullet! You're really off this time, usually you're right on the top of things!! Of course we need a leader!! A leader of the clones!!" the masked C Ball player said snobbily.
"Yeah, and it should be ME!! Because I have the most experience of being a leader!" Dictator-For-Life added proudly. The Champion player opened his mouth to respond but Tracer saw this and started talking again.
"Well if we're going to have a leader we might as well vote. Since Dictator-For-Life Calvin and Champion Calvinball Player Calvin are both arguing over being leader, the rest of us will choose who it will be," he said.
Surprisingly, none of the other clones argued, they were all too tired of listening the argument for the last who knows how long.
"Alright," Bullet continued, "All in favor of making the Dictator-For-Life leader, raise your hand." From in front of the controls, Spaceman Spiff raised his hand, along with Stupendous Man, and Tracer Bullet himself. No one noticed the Dictator raising his hand.
"One," Bullet counted as he pointed to each person, "Twelve, nine. Ok, everyone in favor of making *him* (he jabs his thumb at C Ball Calvin.) leader, raise your hand..." He looked around to see that nobody raised their hand. Bullet resumed talking, "Well I guess it's official, the Dictator-For-Life Calvin is our new leader."
"You can call me Mr. Dictator," said the Dictator-For-Life in a what would be deep voice.
"Whatever," the Calvin Ball Player mumbled.
Stupendous Man rolled his eyes at that last remark and got up. As he walked over to Spiff he asked, "Where are we going?"
"Planet Gorzarg-5," Spiff responds casually. (A/N: I got that from one of the books, lol) "But once we land, we have to be careful, there are pits of sodium hydroxide."
"Errrrrrr."
"...."
"If you descend into it, you'll perish," Spiff explained.
"...."
Spiff rolled his eyes, "If you fall in, you die."
"...."
"NEVER MIND!!!"
"...."
"Are we there yet?" The Calvin Ball Player asked.
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NOOOO! DO I HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU N-O!!! IT SPELLS NO, AS IN 'NO WE ARE NOT THERE YET!!!"
"Sheesh I just asking..."
....
"How 'bout now?"
If it hadn't been for the fact that Spiff had to control the ship, he would've stomped his way over to the World Champion Calvin Ball Player and socked him right in the nose. Mr. Dictator noticed Spiff's face which was plastered with rage. Since he was already annoyed, and knew all the other's were too, he exclaimed, "If you don't shut up I'm going to give you a demerit!!!"
This didn't have quite the effect he was looking for. "Yeah well what are ya going to do? Dub me Clone Boy?"
"I don't know yet!! But when do, I promise you, you'll be miserable!!!"
~*Meanwhile*~
Calvin was pacing his room, while Hobbes watched from atop the bed. At dinner he had surprisingly not argued to eat what was in front of him, he had not complained when asked to take a bath, and was now waiting to Rosalyn to arrive. But all Calvin could think about was the fact that a group of Evil Calvin Clones were out in the galaxy somewhere and what sort of devious thing they might be doing. "Well, it looks like there's only one person who might be able to help ... I don't know how we'll be able to convince her to, though..." Calvin said to himself gloomily.
Hobbes wore a confused expression on his face. "Who?"
"Rosalyn..."
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A/N: Hope ya like it so far!! I kinda have a plot in mind, but nothing permanent, just kinda a rough sketch... But anyways... you people should read my other stories too!! One of them is semi written by me though, I only started it. But the rest are all mine! But be warned, they're all Harry Potter fics... ok so what was I going to say before? ........ *a tiny light flics on in my head* oh yeah!! please review this story!! i love feedback from readers!! and i don't mind flames!! they can go towards my Burn a School Foundation!!
Atiannala: I'm glad you like, even though you probably were thinking that you wouldn't understand zip of what was happening.
Animereader: Thanx! I don't really have a plan to where the story is going, but I think that I probably going to have a little bit of everything in the story (Transmogifier, Time Machine, Snowmen, the Red Wagon, Hamster Huey, ect.) Yeah, I almost have the whole collection of the books, but I think I still need 3 or 4 more. (I kinda got a little obsessed with C+H once). And thank you for supporting the Burn-the-Schools Foundation.
And to my anonymous reviewers:
monkeys taste like spandex: I know, but I decide to make Hobbes smart :-P
and...
Walter: Thanx for enjoying and I hope I make Bill proud!!
and with all that said, on with the chapter!!!...
Disclaimer: I don't own C+H, Bill does...
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Chapter 3- "Are We There Yet?"
"What are we gonna, do? Rosalyn's gonna be here soon, there are 8 evil clones of my other identities running around out there, and I found out mom and dad are leaving after dinner!" Calvin whined as he paced his room a while after his clones abandoned him.
"First of all, it's not we. Second, there are FIVE clones, not 8," Hobbes paused as he went to pick up a comic book but stopped when Calvin shot him a disdainful look. "And why does it matter that your mom and dad are leaving after dinner?"
"It MEANS I have to eat some kind of toxic waste again." He stuck out his tongue as a disgusted look came upon his face. Hobbes rolled his eyes at this and looked out of the window.
"Ummmmm, Calvin? You might wanna come see this..." Hobbes said tentatively as he peered outside with wide eyes.
"What? Did dad fix my bike again?" Calvin asked fearfully as he climbed onto the bed and crawled over to the window. Memories of his bike attacking him during his attempts to learn how to ride it flooded his mind.
"Worst..."
As Calvin drew level to the window, he gasped. He looked down to see his 5 other selves piling into Spiff's spaceship. "What the heck do they think they're doing?!?!" Calvin asked in a panicked voice and watched the spaceship suddenly shot strait into the air and speed off into the far reaches of the galaxy, faster than the speed of light.
Suddenly, the door to Calvin's room opened. "Calvin, wash your hands for dinner, we're having hamburgers," his mom said and walked away.
Sighing, Calvin got up and walked out of his room thinking that despite everything that was happening, at least dinner won't be *that* bad...
~*Meanwhile*~
"I DON'T CARE!!! I'M THE DICTATOR-FOR-LIFE IN G.R.O.S.S. SO I'M GOING TO BE THE LEADER!!!" one of Calvin Clones yelled inside the tiny, red, spaceship.
"JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE THE STUPID DICTATOR DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE THE LEADER!!!" the Calvinball player yelled back. This had been going on ever since they had gotten past the asteroid belt, which was quite some time ago, and the others were starting to get sick of it.
"WELL YOU'RE A -" the dictator was starting to say but was cut off by Tracer Bullet.
"SHUT UP!!! I'm sick of hearing you guys arguing over who's going to be the leader!! There's not even anything to be the leader of!!"
"Wow, Bullet! You're really off this time, usually you're right on the top of things!! Of course we need a leader!! A leader of the clones!!" the masked C Ball player said snobbily.
"Yeah, and it should be ME!! Because I have the most experience of being a leader!" Dictator-For-Life added proudly. The Champion player opened his mouth to respond but Tracer saw this and started talking again.
"Well if we're going to have a leader we might as well vote. Since Dictator-For-Life Calvin and Champion Calvinball Player Calvin are both arguing over being leader, the rest of us will choose who it will be," he said.
Surprisingly, none of the other clones argued, they were all too tired of listening the argument for the last who knows how long.
"Alright," Bullet continued, "All in favor of making the Dictator-For-Life leader, raise your hand." From in front of the controls, Spaceman Spiff raised his hand, along with Stupendous Man, and Tracer Bullet himself. No one noticed the Dictator raising his hand.
"One," Bullet counted as he pointed to each person, "Twelve, nine. Ok, everyone in favor of making *him* (he jabs his thumb at C Ball Calvin.) leader, raise your hand..." He looked around to see that nobody raised their hand. Bullet resumed talking, "Well I guess it's official, the Dictator-For-Life Calvin is our new leader."
"You can call me Mr. Dictator," said the Dictator-For-Life in a what would be deep voice.
"Whatever," the Calvin Ball Player mumbled.
Stupendous Man rolled his eyes at that last remark and got up. As he walked over to Spiff he asked, "Where are we going?"
"Planet Gorzarg-5," Spiff responds casually. (A/N: I got that from one of the books, lol) "But once we land, we have to be careful, there are pits of sodium hydroxide."
"Errrrrrr."
"...."
"If you descend into it, you'll perish," Spiff explained.
"...."
Spiff rolled his eyes, "If you fall in, you die."
"...."
"NEVER MIND!!!"
"...."
"Are we there yet?" The Calvin Ball Player asked.
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
"Are we there yet?"
"NOOOO! DO I HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU N-O!!! IT SPELLS NO, AS IN 'NO WE ARE NOT THERE YET!!!"
"Sheesh I just asking..."
....
"How 'bout now?"
If it hadn't been for the fact that Spiff had to control the ship, he would've stomped his way over to the World Champion Calvin Ball Player and socked him right in the nose. Mr. Dictator noticed Spiff's face which was plastered with rage. Since he was already annoyed, and knew all the other's were too, he exclaimed, "If you don't shut up I'm going to give you a demerit!!!"
This didn't have quite the effect he was looking for. "Yeah well what are ya going to do? Dub me Clone Boy?"
"I don't know yet!! But when do, I promise you, you'll be miserable!!!"
~*Meanwhile*~
Calvin was pacing his room, while Hobbes watched from atop the bed. At dinner he had surprisingly not argued to eat what was in front of him, he had not complained when asked to take a bath, and was now waiting to Rosalyn to arrive. But all Calvin could think about was the fact that a group of Evil Calvin Clones were out in the galaxy somewhere and what sort of devious thing they might be doing. "Well, it looks like there's only one person who might be able to help ... I don't know how we'll be able to convince her to, though..." Calvin said to himself gloomily.
Hobbes wore a confused expression on his face. "Who?"
"Rosalyn..."
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A/N: Hope ya like it so far!! I kinda have a plot in mind, but nothing permanent, just kinda a rough sketch... But anyways... you people should read my other stories too!! One of them is semi written by me though, I only started it. But the rest are all mine! But be warned, they're all Harry Potter fics... ok so what was I going to say before? ........ *a tiny light flics on in my head* oh yeah!! please review this story!! i love feedback from readers!! and i don't mind flames!! they can go towards my Burn a School Foundation!!