"Oo-kay!" Socrates said, continuing to run. "Once we reach your attic, I just set it to unshrink, and blast you, huh?"
"Yeah, that's about it." Calvin said.
"Isn't it odd that Rupert and Earl haven't attacked in a while?" Hobbes asked.
"No."
"AH HA HA HA HA HA HA!"
Calvin and Hobbes looked behind them, and saw Rupert flinging bombs and electric things at Socrates.
"Socrates, do you think you could shift into second gear?" Hobbes asked.
Socrates looked behind him, and saw the aliens rocketing towards him, laughing their heads off.
"Hmmm, maybe that would be a good idea."
Socrates started pushing his legs, as fast as they would go.
He placed Calvin and Hobbes on his shoulder, told them to hang on, and started pumping his arms so he'd go faster.
Calvin and Hobbes hung on, alright.
They took firm grips on Socrates' fur, and planted their feet on his shoulder.
Rupert and Earl both reached towards their jet packs, and flipped a switch from FAST to FASTER.
The fire in their engines started shooting out harder, and propelled them forward.
Then, Earl took a small cylinder, and flung it at Socrates.
It landed on Socrates' back, and stuck there. Then electricity started flowing through it.
"YEAAACK!" Socrates screamed, his eyes bulging and his tongue shooting out of his mouth.
He fell onto the sidewalk, sending Calvin and Hobbes flying.
Socrates struggled and reached behind his back, and finally got the device off.
Then, he turned a glare on the approaching Rupert and Earl.
"Nobody shocks me with electricity unless I tell them too!" He snarled.
He drew back his paw, and sent it flying.
"YAAAH!" Rupert and Earl screamed, trying to stop their jet packs in time.
Too late.
WHACK!
Rupert and Earl went hurling for the crew.
CRASH!
There was the sound of bowling pins, and aliens went flying in all directions.
Oh, and then the crew lost control of their rockets, again.
Socrates turned a satisfied grin on the chaos before him, and turned around.
"Calvin?" He called. "Hobbes? Where are you?"
Calvin and Hobbes were still flying through the air, screaming their heads off.
When, they started to skid across a lawn, and onto the front step of his house.
"Well, gee, That was befitting." Hobbes said, standing up.
"Yeah, but how are we going to get inside?" Calvin asked.
"Well, perhaps that alien that's screaming towards us will help." Hobbes said.
Calvin looked up.
Dave the alien was spiraling towards Calvin trying to find out how to regain control of his rocket and fling his arms around in all directions at the same time.
"YAAAAH!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed, leaping from the way.
BASH!
There was a cloud of dust, and suddenly, a hole appeared in the door where Dave had crashed.
Calvin and Hobbes stared at it.
Calvin turned to Hobbes and shrugged.
"Well, that was easy." He said.
Calvin and Hobbes climbed in the hole, passed Dave who was trying to get his head out of the wall, and proceeded into the kitchen.
However, oops, the Black Widow spider was waiting for them.
"SCREECH!" It shrieked, it's pinchers snapping.
Calvin and Hobbes screeched to a stop in front of the spider, spun around, and started running in the opposite direction.
The spider roared forward, screeching, and snapping its poison pinchers.
Meanwhile, Dave had finally used the rockets to get his head out of the wall.
He dusted his tentacles together, and prepared to leave.
BASH! CRASH! SMASH! BOOM! BANG! FOOM! CRING! GIIIIIISH!
At that very moment, the rest of the alien crew exploded through the front door, making a fairly large hole, and all of them crashed into Dave.
They all landed in the wall, again.
Meanwhile, Socrates was holding Rupert and Earl off.
He had swatted them several times, dodged their ray blasts, and avoiding their electric cylinders.
"This cat is driving me crazy!" Earl screeched. "We don't have this time! The Earth Potentate is in the house, already!"
Rupert told Earl to blast past Socrates before he could swat them.
Which they should have done in the first place.
Rupert and Earl activated their jet packs, and blasted forward.
They zapped past Socrates.
Socrates spun around, and watched them flying towards the house.
"Oh no you don't!" He roared.
He exploded forward after the aliens.
Then, he reached Calvin's doorstep.
Rupert started firing ray gun blasts at Socrates.
Socrates dodged them, and continued to race towards them.
"Well, this is no good." Earl said.
Rupert dove into the hole in the door, and Earl circled in after him.
Socrates reached the door.
He tried the knob.
Darn.
It was locked.
So, Socrates took a step back, and rammed himself into the hole at the bottom of the door.
CRAM!
He got stuck.
Socrates extended his claws on his front feet and back, and started digging his way into the house.
His back legs almost shot up sparks on the sidewalk, and his front claws did a pretty good job tearing up the carpet.
Hoo-boy.
Finally, with a pop, Socrates tumbled into the house, and crashed into the wall.
CRASH!
He made a pretty bad dent in the wall.
He didn't seem to take notice, however, because he had leaped to his feet, and started galloping after the aliens on all fours.
The crew panicked, and started flying around in circles.
Then, they flew off, and Socrates tried to stop.
He spun ninety degrees to the right, and tried to stop.
His claws scraped across the freshly mopped linoleum floor.
SCREEK, SCRACK, SCREEK, SCRACK!
Then, he crashed into the wall, again.
CRASH!
Where was Mom during all this?
Outside, watering her plants.
Meanwhile, Calvin and Hobbes were still running away from the spider.
The spider was almost on top of them, when Rupert flew up.
"This chaos stops now!" He screamed, holding his ray gun up.
BLAST!
Calvin and Hobbes leaped from the way.
The blast hit a table leg, causing it to burn up, and collapse.
The spider leaped through the air, and crashed into Rupert.
"HEY!" Rupert screamed. "GET OFF OF ME!"
He threw the black widow off, and turned a terrible glare on Calvin.
He was standing next to the shriveled up table leg.
BLAST!
Calvin leaped out of the way.
The blast hit the leg, again, and it completely came off.
This gave Calvin an idea.
He turned, and stuck his tongue out at Rupert.
"Thhibbbbbbbit!" He screamed. "Take that! And furthermore, your ugly!"
Calvin stood next to the table leg.
Rupert took his ray gun, and blasted it as hard as he could.
ZAAAAAAAAAAP!
Calvin leapt from the way, and the blast hit the table leg.
"You must have forgotten how strong I am!" Rupert grinned, evilly, holding his gun up.
"No." Calvin smiled. "But I bet you forgot how smart I am."
He pointed at the table.
Rupert looked up at it.
It was falling on top of him.
"AAAAAA!" Rupert screamed, as the piles of wood collapsed on top of him.
Calvin dusted his hands together.
"Come on, Hobbes!" Calvin called. "We've gotta go!"
Calvin and Hobbes rushed away from the mess.
A hand exploded from the wreckage.
Then another one emerged.
Rupert exploded from the former table, threw his head back, and screamed in anger.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Meanwhile, Socrates was trying to round all the screaming aliens up.
He would grab two in one hand, then let them go, and grab another two.
He seemed to having a lot of fun.
Earl, however, was not amused by Socrates' fun.
He whipped his ray gun out, and started firing repeatedly at the tiger.
Well, Socrates would have none of that.
He swatted Earl away, sending his ray gun flying in the other direction.
Earl fell to the floor.
He growled in frustration, and rose back into the air.
Socrates was chasing Erne around a chair, until he spotted Earl coming at him.
He grabbed Erne, and flung him at the ship captain.
CRASH!
Erne and Earl's straps got tangled up, and Erne suddenly lost control of his jet pack.
Socrates watched, with his arms crossed.
"Like chasing flies." He smiled.
But suddenly, he remembered why he had come into the house.
He began scanning the kitchen for some sign of Calvin or Hobbes.
When he saw none, he started running into the livingroom.
Meanwhile, Calvin and Hobbes were currently on the other side of the livingroom, running towards the stairs that lead to the attic.
Then, Rupert flew into the livingroom.
His eyes were aflame, and his sharp teeth were gritted.
"We better try and go faster, Calvin." Hobbes said.
Calvin was pumping his legs as fast as they'd go.
But Rupert was closing in.
A wide grin was spread across his chrome face.
"Time to die, Earth Potentate." He growled, arming his Ray Gun. "AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"