Chapter Seventeen

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed, flying up the tree, and attempting to get out of danger.

The Triceratops rammed into the tree, shaking it violently.

Calvin and Hobbes clung on to top limbs for dear life, as the dinosaur rammed its horns into the tree, and bellowed.

Calvin slowly started reaching for the MTM.

He opened up the Main Menu and started pushing buttons.

YAAAAAAH mode activated

Slowly, a speaker extended from the MTM, and a horrible screech amplified out of it.

SCREEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

The Triceratops stopped wacking the tree, and looked around. The herd did the same.

Calvin turned the speaker from left to right as the horrible wail exploded out.

The Tirceratops started bellowing.

They started backing away, looking in all directions.

Then they retreated into the forest.

Calvin chuckled, and deactivated the speaker.

"Yes siree." He said. "I knew my Triceratops warning screech would come in handy someday."

Hobbes glared at Calvin.

"Is there anything that isn't in that MTM?" He demanded.

"No, you've just seen the last feature." Calvin said, tucking the CD player into his backpack. "I got so bored thinking up of new abilities that I just stopped there."

Hobbes stared at Calvin, in disbelief.

After a while, he gave up trying to think of what to say to him, and just climbed out of the tree.

Calvin followed.

"Alright." Calvin said, putting a check mark on his list. "We have Deinonychus done, Triceratops done, and T. Rex done. That leaves Anatosaurus, and Ankylosaurus, and then we're done."

Calvin and Hobbes spent the next few hours searching for Anatosaurus they then took the pictures they needed of them, and moved on to their last needed dinosaur to make the park.

By this time it was nine o'clock at night.

"Alright, Hobbes." Calvin said. "Since T. Rex has his territory in the forest, the Triceratops are roosting on the perimeter of the forest, and the raptors are somewhere between the rock slide and the lake, then the Ankylosaurus has to have his territory away from all these other animals." He thought for a moment and studied the MTM's map. "That means their territory has to be in this plain here."

Calvin circled a small area on the map.

"Uh huh." Hobbes said, leaning forward, and squinting at the map.

"Alright." Calvin said, clearing the map. "We have our route planned. Are we ready to move out?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

Hobbes pointed at the sky.

Calvin looked up.

A blanket of stars sprinkled the cloudless night sky.

But that wasn't all that was up there.

There were small comets zooming across it, and they were pointed towards Mexico.

Calvin looked down at Hobbes.

"What do those comets mean?" Hobbes asked.

"They're simply small fragments that have broken off of the huge Mount Everest sized meteor that's rocketing towards our planet at a speed of four hundred miles per hour." Calvin said.

"It means that the meteor is getting closer?" Hobbes asked, calmly.

"Not really." Calvin said. "It just means we have a very crumbly asteroid here."

"It means that the meteor is getting closer." Hobbes hissed, converting his question to a statement.

"Yes." Calvin said.

"You had better hold up that promise." Hobbes threatened.

"Don't worry Hobbes, we'll be out of here before the skies even darken!"

"They skies have darkened." Hobbes said.

"Yeah, you're hilarious." Calvin said. "Four forty five, we're out of here. I have this all planned out, Hobbes."

Hobbes studied Calvin, then yawned.

"Alright." He said. "Let's find some kind of shelter for the night. I'm tired."

"Very well." Calvin said, tucking his MTM into his backpack. "Let's go."

Calvin and Hobbes walked up to the rock slide.

Calvin used the MTM's laser to make a small cave inside one of the boulders.

Then, after he got the sleeping bags out, Calvin propped another boulder against the opening so no raptors could get in to them.

"OK." Calvin said, opening up the MTM's nightlight mode. "I've set the alarm for 9 o'clock AM. Let's get some sleep."

Hobbes yawned, and pulled the sleeping bag over his head.

Calvin got into his own, and zipped it up.

It was very warm in the sleeping bags, and Calvin and Hobbes fell to sleep, immediately.

However, outside, in the darkness, three tall figures with long snouts, and moon shaped claws on the ends of their toes were wandering the rock slide.

They had their noses on the ground, and they were scanning the rocks for a certain scent.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff... COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! HACK! HARK! KOFF! KOFF! KOFF!"

Ever inhale an entire flower that's growing on a crack in the rock?

Don't ever do it. It's very disruptive to the quiet happiness of one's nose.

The figure coughed and sputtered, and hacked the flower out, and continued looking for whatever they were looking for.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff... ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!"

That flower had a lot of pollen in it. That's all I'll say.

Well, the figure got over it's horrific flower terror incident, and finally, he and the other two reached the spot they were looking for.

Did I ever tell you what the figures were? Raptors.

The raptors sniffed the boulder out.

It appeared to be propped up against another boulder.

The scent was very strong now. Whatever they were looking for, was behind that rock.

Behind the rock, the sounds of loud snoring filled the air.

The raptors all exchanged glances.

Then, their incredibly intelligent minds came up with the following.

He's trapped in the rock. We have it surrounded. Time is on our side. All we have to do is wait.

YIKES!


Morning came quickly. Or so it seemed to Calvin and Hobbes.

When nine rolled around, an alarm inside the MTM went off.

BRI-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I--I-I-I-I-I-I-G!

Calvin and Hobbes shot three feet into the air, hit their heads on the rock, and collapsed back into their sleeping bags.

Calvin turned a glare onto the MTM.

"Oh shut up!" He yelled, banging his fists onto the top of the MTM.

The ringing stopped, and a message shot out.

Thank you for hitting me for doing my job, you creep!

Calvin blinked.

He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, and yawned.

"Wake up, Hobbes. It's morning."

Hobbes was still half alseep.

"Snork murkle, how could it be boring, already, it's still wark out. tuna fish sandwich snorkle."

"Hobbes..." Calvin said. "The raptors are behind you!"

That got Hobbes' attention.

His eyes popped open, he yelped, and he seemed perfectly awake once more.

"HELP! MURDER! MAYDAY! THE RAPTORS ARE COMING! OH MY LEG!"

Calvin gave Hobbes a grin.

"Hobbes, there are no raptors." He grinned.

"You said there were." Hobbes snarled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"I said that to simply wake you up." Calvin said. "There are no raptors believe me. Now, let's get moving."

Calvin piled the sleeping bags back into the MTM.

"Can't we have breakfast first?" Hobbes yawned.

"Sure. What kind of sandwich do you want? Marshmallow and peanut butter, or Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs and mayo?"

"I'll pass on breakfast, I'm not all that hungry."

"OK, then, let's laser our way out of this rock, and go. We have eight hours to get that last dino and leave."

Calvin took the MTM, and turned the laser on.

He began cutting his way through the rock.

When he had finally cut a big enough hole, he and Hobbes climbed out of their camp, and into the blinding morning sunlight.

"OK." Calvin said. "Let's move out."

Calvin and Hobbes climbed off the rock slide, and onto the grassy plain.

The lake was on the other side of a small hill in front of them.

They began climbing it, and finally came to the top.

When they reached the top, they saw the lake at the bottom.

He only saw one dinosaur there. It was a lone Triceratops drinking.

Calvin and Hobbes looked at each other.

"Boy." Calvin said. "Finding this Ankylosaurus may be harder than I thought."

They started down the hill.

Just then, they spotted something in the bushes.

They stared at it.

There was a pair of eyes staring out at them.

Raptor eyes.

Calvin and Hobbes both froze.

They gawked at the predator in front of them.

"Hobbes." Calvin whispered. "We're in trouble."

"I've noticed."

"This raptor isn't going to attack."

"That's nice."

"It's used as a distraction as the other members of the pack attack us from the sides."

"That's a spirt breaker."

"On three we run around in circles, scream like a couple of loons, and completely forget to use the MTM on them."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"One... two... two and a half... two and a third...two and a fourth... two and a fifth... THREE!"

Calvin and Hobbes jumped fifty feet into the air, started running around in circles, and finally ran off in a straight line.

The raptors all screeched, leaped from the bushes, and started the chase.

Calvin and Hobbes flew down the hill, tripped on a rock, and fell into the water.

In the process, the strap on Calvin's backpack snapped, and it fell to the ground, at the edge of the lake.

The raptors rushed up to the edge of the lake, and glared at Calvin and Hobbes.

Calvin and Hobbes floated at the surface, awkwardly, and stared at the raptor with wide unblinking eyes.

Then the raptor's attention drifted down to the... uh oh... backpack on the ground.

One of the carnivores sniffed it.

Then it grabbed it up in its jaws, and lifted up.

"HEY!" Calvin screamed. "THAT'S MINE!"

The raptors all gave Calvin a blank stare.

Then, they all ran off, with the backpack in their jaws.

Calvin and Hobbes watched, helplessly.

There was a moment of silence.

"You had the MTM in there, didn't you?" Hobbes asked.

"Yes."

"Mmm-hmmm."

And as if this wasn't bad enough, the skies had started to fill up with comets zooming across it.

The end of the Mesozoic Era was drawing nearer.

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