BOOM!
Calvin, Hobbes, Rupert, Earl, and the entire alien crew were blasted off their feet, and landed at the bottom of the stairs.
Red energy consumed Calvin, then Rupert, then Earl, then the alien crew, then Hobbes.
ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
Alex the alien looked up.
He looked at his tentacles, he looked at everyone in front of him, then looked up at a giant box in front of him.
He swallowed hard, and turned back to the crowd in front of him.
"Well," He said. "Now's it's gonna be twice as hard to clean the ship. Ma always said this would happen to me, if I didn't change my ways, and sure enough, it did. Darn."
Rupert got up and looked around.
"What the..." He muttered. "What happened? What did you do, now?"
Calvin lifted himself from the ground.
He looked at Rupert.
He looked at his hands.
He looked at the giant boxes in front of him.
A wide grin spread across his face.
"It... It works! The Mega-Shrinker 5000 works on humans!" He threw his fists into the air "THE MEGA-SHRINKER 5000 WORKS ON LIVING ORGANISMS! I'M A GENIUS!"
"What, you're saying that you didn't know in the first place?" Hobbes asked.
Calvin nodded.
"Your saying that that blast could've blew us up!" Hobbes demanded.
Calvin nodded, but his grin faded a little.
"Uh-huh." Hobbes said. "And is this one of those 'temporarily permanent' things, where you stay like this until a cure is given?"
"Yes." Calvin said, his grin fading completely.
"Mmm-hmmm." Hobbes replied. "Tell me, Calvin, have you ever been beat to death with a hammer?"
"Um... no, never." Calvin said.
"Have you ever been strapped to dynamite, and hurled into the forty fifth floor of a condemned building?"
"Not exactly." Calvin sighed.
"Has anyone ever tied you up in a garbage bag, and throw you into a pit full of alligators?"
"Not that I could, uh, recall, No." Calvin said.
"Well, somebody should have done it a long time ago." Hobbes said. "And the only reason nobody did, is because no one wanted to waste a garbage bag!"
"Wait a minute!" Earl yelled. "We've been shrunk!"
Calvin nodded and his grin returned.
Earl scratched his head.
"But who would...?"
A light came on Earl's eyes.
Everyone turned a sharp glare on Dave.
Dave was looking around nervously.
"Dave?" Earl asked.
"Yes, sir?" Dave asked.
"Did you shoot the shrinker up in that attic?"
"Yes, sir."
Silence.
Earl's eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"All the other alien captains get good crews." He muttered. "All the other alien captains get professional karate masters and trained hit men. Not me though. I get stuck with what's left. every single time."
The alien crew exchanged confused glances.
Calvin and Hobbes took this opportunity to somehow slink away into the darkness.
Except, whoopsies, Rupert spotted them.
"HEY! HE'S GETTING AWAY!"
Rupert whipped his ray gun out, and started firing at Calvin and Hobbes.
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
"YAAAA!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed, ducking and dodging, and running off.
"AFTER THEM!" Earl screamed.
Calvin and Hobbes zoomed across the basement, with Rupert, Earl and Earl's crew in hot pursuit, ray guns blasting.
Considering how small they all were, it took Calvin and Hobbes five minutes of running to reach half way across the box.
Calvin and Hobbes had a feeling that they couldn't keep it up like that.
When the aliens activated their jet packs, and began flying after them at fifty miles per hour, Calvin and Hobbes knew they couldn't keep it up like that!
Calvin began fishing though his pocket, until he pulled out a black marble like item.
"Hobbes, this is another one of my inventions." Calvin panted, dodging a blast of plasma. "It's a smoke bomb."
Calvin tossed the marble over his shoulder.
FOOM!
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Rupert and Earl were able to keep their rockets straight.
And if it wasn't for the crew, they probably would have stayed straight.
The smoke bomb went off, and all at once, the crew magically lost control of their rockets and started flying around in all directions.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Erne collided into Dave, Lenny crashed into Earl, Jay smashed into Rupert, and so on.
While Rupert and Earl tried to straighten out the chaos that was going on in their world, Calvin and Hobbes had finally reached the stairs.
They seemed pretty tall.
Calvin turned and looked behind him.
Earl had crashed into the wall, and Rupert had his strap tangled up in Lenny's strap, and they were both flying around in crazy spirals.
Calvin turned back to the task at hand.
"Alright, Hobbes, climbing these stairs might not be easy, but our strive for survival will kick in and..."
Calvin then saw that Hobbes had climbed up the first step, and was staring at Calvin.
Calvin blinked.
"Hobbes, I have no time to scream and yell at you, right now, so please pull me up." He said.
Hobbes yanked Calvin onto the first step.
"Alright." Hobbes said. "One step down, two hundred to go."
Calvin looked up at all the stairs in front of him.
"Oh, man, Hobbes, we wont have time for this!" Calvin yelled. "If Rupert or Earl regain themselves, WE'RE DEAD! They'll probably haul us off to Zok and stick us intergalactic zoos!"
"How is it that it's alright to do that to the animals but not to the humans?" Hobbes asked.
Calvin and Hobbes continued climbing the stairs.
After fifteen minutes, Rupert and Earl finally got the crew to regain control on their rockets.
When Rupert looked up, he saw Calvin on the last step, and Hobbes was pulling him up into the kitchen.
"HE'S GETTING AWAY!" Rupert called. "COME ON!"
Fire shot out of Rupert and Earl's rockets and they didn't even wait for the crew. Which actually seemed like a good idea.
Calvin's eyes shot around.
"Rupert and Earl are coming!" Hobbes yelled, "what are we gonna do?"
Calvin finished climbing off the step, and into the kitchen.
"Hobbes," Calvin said. "If I show you what's in my pocket, will you promise not to throw a screaming fit?"
"No." Hobbes said.
"In that case we shall be devoured by aliens."
"Show me what's in your pocket." Hobbes said.
Rupert and Earl were getting closer. Wide evil grins covered their faces.
Calvin reached into his pocket, and pulled out... hmmm... he pulled out a mini CD player.
"This is the last invention I have in my pocket at the moment." Calvin said. "However, since it's been shrunk, it only has enough power for three electric blasts and that's it."
Hobbes blinked.
Calvin quickly pulled up the Main Menu.
The hologram was not at all the way it usually was.
It didn't look sleek and advanced. It was actually wavy and staticy. And there words missing in the greeting.
We com to t e TM
Calvin th bold s ate t and m st e fec ive T e Ma hi e
Calvin clicked around on the MTM.
D fe se Mod ac i a ed
ZZZZZT!
Instead of the usual convincing boom, or blast of fire the MTM simply sent white electricity exploding out of the tip of the machine.
It hit Rupert and Earl just as they were nearing the door.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEK!" They both screamed, tumbling back down the stairs.
Calvin quickly closed down the Main Menu.
He tucked the MTM into his pocket.
"Alright, now we can panic, and run for our lives!"
Calvin and Hobbes flew off of the scene.
"What are we going to do?" Hobbes asked.
"We're going to have to go up to the attic!" Calvin panted. "That's where the Shrinker is."
"Calvin, Rupert and Earl have jet packs! And they have their entire crew with them."
"Hobbes, I'm not to worried about the crew." Calvin said.
"Yeah, neither am I, actually."
"As for the jet packs, I have only one thing to say: The crew has them too. Therefore, I don't worry about that too."
Calvin and Hobbes paused for a breather as they reached the kitchen counter.
Meanwhile, Rupert and Earl had been rolling down the stairs, and they were now laying on their backs.
All the way down, though the two aliens kept their eyes closed.
But as they landed, slowly, the two planet dictators opened their eyes.
They then saw a terrible sight; Earl's grinning crew.
They were all upside down, and grinning down at their two bosses.
"Guess what?" Biff the alien asked. "You left without us when you went after that spike head, so while you were gone, we all developed a music video for you!"
"Drop dead." Earl spat.
Rupert and Earl slowly stood back up.
They reactivated their jet packs, ordered the crew to follow, then began their long journey up the kitchen.
I know, that may not seem long to you, but please remember that everyone in the house was now the size of a jellybean.
Calvin and Hobbes continued to pant. They had only run four feet, but seemed like four miles.
"When do we get to the elevator?" Hobbes asked.
"It can't be that far from the stairs, now." Calvin huffed.
They continued walking.
Just then, Calvin heard a low growling.
"Whazat?" Calvin asked.
"It wasn't me." Hobbes said.
Calvin looked around.
"Hobbes can you think of anything or one you want to see right now?" Calvin asked.
"No." Hobbes said.
"In that case, Hobbes, we are in very deep trouble."
"No kidding?" Hobbes said, sarcastically. "By the way, a giant Black Widow Spider is crawling towards you."
"Well that was informative." Calvin said.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome."
There was a moment of silence, then, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Calvin and Hobbes ran around in circles, crashed into each other, several times, and finally ran themselves out.
It was then that Calvin became aware that... Uh, a rather large black spider with giant poison pinchers and a red hourglass on its back was creeping for Calvin and Hobbes all four hundred eyes fixed on them.
Calvin and Hobbes back up into a corner.
Calvin whipped out the MTM.
"HA HA!" Calvin yelled. "I have a MTM, and you don't! And ha ha!"
Calvin pushed the Main Menu button.
A message came up.
How much wood could a woodpecker chuck if a peckerwood's a checkerboard square?
How much wood could a woodpecker... hmmm...
Calvin closed down the message, and turned to Hobbes.
"Hobbes, I'm afraid we're on our own on this one."
"Uh huh."
"Ready for some combat?"
"No."
"WHAT!"
"I said, Oh boy. Combat.Oh goody."
"That's the spirit. Let's get to it!"
And so, Calvin and Hobbes launched themselves into battle with a deadly black widow spider.