CHAPTER 8: AFRICA PART 2: OFF TO THE NEXT COUNTRY! (CHAPTER 2)
"HEEELLLLPPPPPP!" Tracer Bullet cried.
"I can't die! I'm too young! I have a career to think about!"
Tracer Bullet started to cry.
"I'm only 25! I have a wife and three kids! WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
"Okay, this is no time to panic!" Spaceman Spiff said.
"NO TIME TO PANIC? THIS IS THE PERFECT TIME TO PANIC! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE YOUNG FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" Hobbes said.
Spaceman changed his mind. "But since we are 50 feet up in the air, hanging from a flagpole, and about to die, be my guest."
Everyone started to scream.
"I'll never forget you guys…and Stupendous?"
"Yes Tracer?" Stupendous said.
"For the record…I blame you!"
The flagpole started to break and everyone fell down 50 feet!
Luckily, no one was injured.
"That was amazing!" Calvin said.
"No one was hurt! Not even a scratch!"
"YOUCH!"
Everyone turned around and saw Tracer holding his foot.
The next day, they found out that Tracer's foot was broken. Tracer recovered his foot by running.
"My foot's a lot better." Tracer said.
"I guess all that running paid off!"
"Tell me about it. You lost 15 pounds in a week." Calvin said.
"Amazing isn't it? Now I weigh 73 pounds! Now that's slim!"
The next day, they were going to the next country.
"England is next!" Calvin.
"But be warned: Britain speaks in a weird accent. Plus, they drink tea every single day, they are perfect, they are strict, and you know how they are about cleanliness."
They made it in England in no time.
"Okay guys! Lets…hey guys!"
Everyone except Calvin was gone.
45 minutes later, they were back inside the time machine stuffing their faces full of England food.
"These sponge cakes aren't so bad!" Hobbes said. "Yeah. I don't mind being in England for another week." Tracer said. "Guys, here are the ground rules: no eating here. Second, never talk about this country! NEVER!" "That's too bad. I was just going to talk about how we met the author of Harry Potter." "J.K. Rowling! Why didn't you guys call me?" "Too busy." Hobbes said. Calvin's face was red.
"Thanks for the help, guys!"
"How many countries have we visited?" Hobbes asked.
"Let's see…USA, South America, Africa, and England...that's four countries!" Stupendous Man said.
"We're almost there, guys!" Calvin said.
"Oh no!" Tracer Bullet said.
"Don't you guys remember the story of Amelia Earhart?"
Everyone nodded.
"Well she died mysteriously. What if…"
Before Tracer could finish, everyone but tracer laughed.
"Listen, private eye." Spaceman Spiff said.
"Just because we're going around the world, doesn't mean that we are going to die. What country are we going next, Calvin?"
"You'll see guys." Calvin said.
"You'll see."
"By the way, you didn't mention that you got your job at McDonald's or not." Hobbes said.
"You see, the author made a mistake, and uploaded chapter three instead of two. Here it is!"
FLASHBACK TO CHAPTER 2!
Calvin went into the restaurant. He saw the cashier reading a magazine.
"Hello!" Calvin said.
The cashier ignored him.
"EARTH TO CASHIER! THERE'S A BOY IN FRONT OF YOU!"
The cashier was still reading her magazine.
Suddenly, Calvin had an idea.
"Did I mention that I am a hot boy? I'm a hunk! I'm no older than 17, and I'm very hot! I have wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and have a very cool personality! Did I mention that I'm hunkalicious? I'm bootylicious also!"
Suddenly, the cashier put down the magazine and looked down at the little boy. "Got ya sucker!" Calvin said.
The cashier was about to strangle Calvin, but she cooled it.
"Can I help you?" The cashier said sweetly.
"Yes, I work here now." Calvin said.
The cashier got out Calvin's online printed application.
"Oh yes…Calvin…are you really 16?"
"No, I'm 19 and I haven't had puberty yet!"
"Mm-hmm…" The cashier said. "Are you really 5'2"?"
"Yes I am!" Calvin said. "I think you are six years old and 2'10"." The cashier said.
"You lied to me…" Calvin was sad.
"You tricked and bamboozled me…"
Calvin was about to cry when the cashier said "That's so cool! You have to work here!"
Calvin was happy again.
"You are going to be a waiter." Calvin's grin suddenly stopped.
"I don't think there are waiters at McDonald's" Calvin said.
"Well, get used to it." The cashier said.
Later, Calvin was wearing a McDonald's uniform.
"How about seeing what your friend would want." The cashier said, pointing to Hobbes.
Calvin walked to Hobbes and said "Can I help you sir?"
"Calvin, I have a name." Hobbes said. "Use it please."
"Just pretend that we don't know each other." Calvin said, winking.
Hobbes decided what he would want.
"Let's see…I would like cheetos, Pepsi, sprite, ding dongs, ho-ho's, Lay's potato chips, and sour cream and onion chips." Hobbes said quickly.
"Hobbes, this is a restaurant, not a grocery store."
"Okay, then I'll have a quarter pounder with cheese and a diet coke."
Later, Calvin put Hobbes's order on Hobbes's desk.
Hobbes ate it right away.
Calvin thought that being a waiter is boring, but he found out that he was going to get paid $80 dollars an hour.
Talk about a lot of greens! At the end of the day, the owner of McDonald's gave Calvin his pay.
When Calvin got home, He went straight to his room.
"Good job Calvin!" Hobbes said.
"Do your parents know about this?"
"No."
Calvin said slowly.
"YOU DIDN'T TELL THEM!" Hobbes said out loud.
Calvin covered Hobbes's mouth.
"As long as we are quiet and keep your maize hole shut, mom and dad will never know."
"Know about what?" Calvin's mom asked, coming into the room.
"Oh...I listened in class on Friday." Calvin lied.
"Well good for you." Calvin's mom said. "We are going to McDonald's. Grab your coat."
Calvin jumped up.
"How about we let Dad do the cooking tonight?" Calvin said.
"Suit yourself." Calvin's mom said, leaving Calvin's room.
"That was close." Calvin said.
"Tell me about it." Hobbes said, eating a bag of cheetos.
"Where did you get those cheetos?" Calvin said.
"Your mom took me to the grocery store this afternoon." Hobbes replied. Later, Calvin had enough money to buy a lot of soup cans for his mission!
"Very touching story." Stupendous said. "Yes it was. Let's go to Asia!"
