Swing123: I'm sorry about the major holdup on this story. I had been having some extreme writer's block with it, and I just gave up, three months ago. However, I have the story back in progress and with an ending coming soon.

Calvin looked at Hobbes. And Hobbes looked at Calvin.

There was a long throbbing moment of silence.

"Well, this is certainly shocking." Calvin said. "Do you know what this means, Hobbes?"

"Not really."

"It means that Serious Back is still alive! And he did... something. And the muppets are holding him prisoner!"

"What should we do about it?" Hobbes asked.

"Unless my keen ears had mistaken me," Calvin whispered. "Harry and Professor Brick were searching for What's his name with some kind of potion thingy."

"Uh huh." Hobbes said, tapping his chin. "So what'll we do, about it?"

"Well, we're gonna have to go figure out how to find Serious, of corse!"

"No." Hobbes said.

"Oh come on, Hobbes! It'll be fun!"

"I'll bet."

"We'll need Harry's invisible blanket thing, though."

Calvin leaped to his feet.

"Let's go become heros, Hobbes!"

Hobbes sighed, and stood out of the chair.

"Shouldn't you ask Harry before you take his cloak?" He asked.

"Nah, he'll never miss it. Come on."

Calvin and Hobbes rushed upstairs into the bedrooms. Everyone was asleep, of corse, and Calvin began searching the room.

When, he finally found it, he drug Hobbes out of the closet, and forced him to take part in his lunatic idea.

Calvin and Hobbes slowly exited the common room.

Calvin in the front, and Hobbes in the rear making sure...

Calvin grabbed Hobbes, and stopped him from running off.

Finally, they reached Captain Dumbbell's office.

Calvin peeked inside.

Yep. Sally was there. Would you like to guess what he was doing?

Staring off into space, and drooling. And one was finger crammed up his nose.

Calvin and Hobbes slowly crept across the office.

They finally came to the room with the white potion in it.

Calvin threw the cloak off, and ran up to the potion.

"Oo-kay! How the heck does this thing work?" Calvin asked staring into the pot.

"I dunno." Hobbes said. "Maybe it's voice activated."

"HEY YOU!" Calvin bellowed into the potion. "SHOW ME WHAT I WANT OR I WILL DESTROY YOU!"

You can guess what good that did. None. Zilch. Nadda.

"Maybe you should say please." Hobbes said.

"Hobbes, it's a potion. It doesn't care if you say please!"

"Yeah but, it might."

"It won't. Now please hush."

Calvin spun around to the potion.

He screamed at it, yelled at it, kicked it, punched it, foamed at the mouth, until he was too tired to continue.

Panting for breath, Calvin leaned against the cauldron.

Hobbes blinked.

"Here, let me try." He offered.

Still panting, Calvin glared at Hobbes.

"You! Pant, pant. If I couldn't... pant, pant... do it, what makes you think you... pant, pant... can!"

"I'm going to say please to it." Hobbes said.

Calvin choked down his laughter, and stepped aside so Hobbes could walk up to it.

Hobbes approached the potion, and cleared his throat.

"AHEM! Mr Potion? Would you please show us where Mr Serious So forth is?"

At Hobbes' words, the potion started to churn, bubble, and make potiony sounds.

Hobbes grinned over at Calvin.

"I did it, Calvin! Are you proud of me?"

Calvin's eyes shot from the potion to Hobbes, then back to the potion.

"Hobbes? Sometimes I think you're trying to make a mockery of my life."

To which Hobbes answered, "Oh, thanks, me too."

Calvin muttered and grumbled, and walked over to the caldron with Hobbes.

LOCTATION OF SERIOUS SO FORTH: Somewhere in some veil over in The Department of Secrets and Mysteries.

Calvin and Hobbes stared at the potion.

"Was that any help?" Calvin asked.

"Not really." Hobbes said.

Calvin turned an angry glare onto the potion.

"WHERE IS HE, YOU OVERGROWN COOKING POT!"

The potion went blank.

Calvin started raging, again, until Hobbes said something nice to the potion and caused it to come up, again.

LOCATION OF OVERGROWN COOKING POT: Los Angeles, California

Silence filled the room.

Calvin's eyes slammed shut.

"Um, OK." Hobbes said. "But we're looking for Serious Back. Ya know, he can turn into a dog?

LOCATION OF SERIOUS, BLACK, DOG: Miami, Florida

"SIRIUS BLACK!" Calvin screamed. "WE WANT SIRIUS BLACK, YOU STUPID HUNK OF METAL!"

LOCATION OF STUPID HUNK OF METAL: Las Vegas, Nevada

"SIRIUS BLACK!" Calvin bellowed. "SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK! SIRIUS BLACK!"

The potion went blank.

"FIND SIRIUS BLACK ALREADY, YOU IDIOT!"

Can you guess what the potion found then?

LOCATION OF IDIOT: Hogwarts, London, Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Gee, I can't tell if the potion was talking about you or Sally." Hobbes said.

"SHUT UP!" Calvin screamed.

LOCATION OF SHUT UP: Houston, Texas

"OK! THAT'S IT!" Calvin screamed at the potion. "YOU'RE GOING DOWN!"

Calvin grabbed a bottle of Pepto-bismal off the shelf and prepared to pour it into the caldron.

Then, the caldron finally said, LOCATION OF SIRIUS BLACK: Department of Secrets and Mysteries, some veil, left door with the hand on it

Calvin chuckled, and placed the bottle back onto the shelf.

"You just have to know how to handle these smart elec potions." He chuckled.

LOCATION OF SMART ELECT POTION: Beijing, China

"Shut up." Calvin growled at the potion, placing one hand on the Pepto-bismal, again.

YES, SIR.

And so, Calvin and Hobbes slipped the cloak back on, and walked out of the office. Making sure that they made all the noise they possibly could when they were passing Sally.

When they finally got back to the bedrooms, Calvin fished through all the stuff he had brought with him.

"Let's see here." Calvin muttered. "We better take the MTM with us on this journey. And maybe the Time Pauser just to be safe. And perhaps the Transmogrifier Gun too, and the Hypercube and the Mini Duplicator and my wand, and your wand, and the... oh, what the heck?"

Calvin took his blue duffel bag, and turned it upside down, spilling all his inventions into the Time Machine.

"What are you doing?" Hobbes asked.

"Why preparing for the trip, of corse!"

"Calvin, if you think I'm going to go to some creepy veil in some creepy department, to some creepy door, then you're very much mistaken."

"Oh come on, Hobbes, I have all my inventions to protect me... um, I mean us!"

"I'm not feeling any better."

"Everything'll be fine," Calvin said, waving his hand, impatiently. "We go, we get Mr to Serious for his own good, we leave! Simple as that!"

"Yeah, but you forgot the 'climatic battle' part with the deadly somethings whose name's starts with Ms."

"Oh you worry too much." Calvin said. "Get into the Time Machine."

Hobbes sighed, and got into the machine.

Calvin engaged the engine, popped the clutch, and the machine rose into the air.

"Yeah, but we only have one problem." Hobbes said. "What'll we do if we do meet the whatevers?"

"Are you kidding?" Calvin asked. "We'll panic, run around in circles, and scream like a bunch loons."

"Great."

Calvin engaged the hyperdrive, and the two blasted out the window.

That probably wasn't the smartest thing they ever did.