Mom had spotted the hole in the door.
She unlocked the door, and walked in.
She spotted the dent on the wall.
"MY WALL!" She screamed.
Then she stared at the collapsed table, and the scratched up linoleum.
She gasped in horror, and rushed into the livingroom.
The couch had smoking holes in it.
"CALVIN!" She screamed. "THAT IS IT! WHERE ARE YOU!"
Oops.
"The intrepid Spaceman Spiff has been shrunk to half an inch tall by the hideous Zorg aliens!" Calvin narrated to himself as he and Hobbes continued to climb the stairs. "We join our hero climbing the fatal stairs of Zorbee-waa up to the alien's Compacter to unshrink himself, and save the day!"
Hobbes refused to listen to Calvin.
They continued to climb the stairs.
Finally, they reached the top where they raced for Calvin's room.
They had to stop have way to take a break.
"Pant, pant... How much further?"
"I are talking about miles at our size or inches at your mom's size?" Hobbes panted.
"Figures."
Meanwhile, Rupert had finally regained control of his men, and he, Earl, and the crew started up the stairs.
Calvin and Hobbes continued running.
Soon they came only three inches from his door.
They stopped again, to try and catch their breaths.
"Well," He gasped. "We've made it to my room. Now what?"
"We make our way to the attic." Hobbes said.
"You'll never make it in time!" a raspy hacksaw laugh cut through Calvin and Hobbes' thoughts.
Calvin and Hobbes gasped, and spun around, spotting Rupert and Earl rocketing towards them with the crew crowded up behind them.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed, leaping from the way, as smoke bombs exploded right where they had just been standing.
Rupert and Earl flew forward, wide evil grins plastered over their faces.
"What are you going to do, now, Potentate?" Rupert growled. "There's no where to run!"
Earl whipped out his ray gun.
"No where to hide." He snarled, pumping it up.
Calvin and Hobbes backed into the corner.
Suddenly, Calvin got an idea.
"HEY!" he screamed. "Lenny and Dave!"
I'll bet you think that Lenny and Dave immediately lost control of their rockets right?
Not a bad guess, actually, but no that's not what happened.
Instead, they looked up, and grinned at Calvin.
"Yes?" they both chimed.
"Throw me your jet packs!" Calvin called.
Rupert and Earl started laughing.
"Please, Calvin!" Rupert scoffed. "They're not that stupid."
They're laughter turned to silence.
"Are they?" Earl asked.
At that very moment, Lenny and Dave ripped their rockets off, and flung them at Calvin and Hobbes.
They instantly fell to the ground, and landed BONK on the floor. So did Lenny and Dave.
Calvin and Hobbes both caught each jet pack.
"Yup." Rupert said. "They are."
Calvin and Hobbes quickly strapped the rockets on, and switched them to "on".
Fire spewed out the bottom, and Calvin and Hobbes shot into the air.
"HA HA!" Calvin screamed. "I'm flying! CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, YOU UGLY MAGGOTS!"
Calvin spun around, and blasted towards the attic door. Hobbes followed.
"STOP THEM!" Rupert screeched.
"We shall not leave Lenny and Dave to perish!" Erne declared.
Rupert and Earl's eyes slammed shut.
"Fine." Rupert spat. "One of you carry Lenny, one of you carry Dave."
And with that, Rupert and Earl blasted off after Calvin and Hobbes.
"I can't believe we got the jet packs." Hobbes said.
"I can."
"Yeah, I guess it's not that amazing."
Calvin and Hobbes continued flying towards the attic door.
"How are we going to get into it?" Calvin asked.
ZAP!
A red blast of fire flew by Calvin, and missed him by inches.
"YAAAAH!" Calvin screamed tumbling backwards for a second, but he quickly regained control.
"There, you see?" Earl said, pointing at Calvin. "If there was truly something wrong with those packs, then he'd be spiraling around everywhere except where he was going. There's nothing wrong with those stupid rockets."
"I guess that fits." Rupert said.
Calvin quickly regained control of the rocket, and started flying towards the attic door where Hobbes was waiting.
"How do we get in?" Hobbes asked.
"You don't!"
Calvin and Hobbes zoomed away as Rupert and Earl flew up, ray guns blasting.
When they reached the attic door, they screeched to a stop, and Earl went after Hobbes, and Rupert went after Calvin.
Calvin altered his course slightly, and went rocketing towards the crew who were all floating in the air in a crowd.
POW!
Calvin crashed right into the middle the crew, and emerged without having his rocket loose control.
More than I can say for the crew.
Rupert was all of a sudden blocked by a wall of screaming, out of control aliens.
Calvin watched the chaos with a grin.
Meanwhile, Hobbes was zooming away from Earl, who was hot on his tail.
"HEY EARL!" Hobbes called. "THE CREW LOST CONTROL AGAIN! BETTER GO AND STOP THEM!"
Earl replied by shooting his ray gun at Hobbes.
"Guess you don't care."
Hobbes started flying around in wide circles, with Earl still right behind him.
Around the fourth circle, Hobbes made an abrupt stop, and zoomed towards the ceiling.
"HEY!" Earl screamed.
He tried to stop, but he was going to fast.
CRASH!
He smashed into the wall.
Hobbes flew up inches below the ceiling, watched Earl trying to get out of the wall, then zoomed off.
Meanwhile, Mom was still trying to clean the house without Calvin's help.
She had put a piece of cardboard over the hole in the door, and had swept up the remains of the table.
She was now cleaning the livingroom.
Suddenly she spotted a stuffed tiger on the floor.
The tiger had red stripes on his tail.
She growled to herself, walked up to it, picked it up, and flung in the closet.
She slammed the door, and went back to her cleaning.
Socrates stood up, and brushed himself off.
"Well!" He spat. "The nerve of her, throwing a tiger into a closet. She'll be hearing from my lawyer!"
Socrates marched over to the closet door, opened it, walked out, closed the door, and continued to look for Calvin and Hobbes.
Calvin was still laughing his head off at Rupert's pathetic attempts to get his crew back under control.
First Rupert tried ripping the packs off. That didn't work, so he tried screaming at them. That did work, either, so he tried beating them up.
That didn't work either.
Calvin was stumbling over backwards, laughing his head off, and trying not to fall over to the ground.
However, Rupert was finally able to get them to regain control.
Either that, or the rockets got bored, trying buck everyone off.
Whatever the reason, the crew suddenly regained control as if they had never lost it in the first place.
Rupert pushed past Erne, Lace, and Jay and started towards Calvin.
Calvin was still laughing.
But when he saw Rupert coming towards him, his laughing came to a screeching stop, and he zoomed away, Rupert hot on his trail.
"GET BACK HERE, PUNK!" Rupert screamed.
"He says that like he actually expects me to do it!" Calvin yelled.
Rupert chased Calvin down the stairs, and into the kitchen.
Calvin dropped in altitude, and started zooming inches above the floor.
Rupert dropped to Calvin's level, blasting his ray gun at him.
Calvin swayed out of the way as the plasma rays caused holes to appear in the linoleum floor.
It didn't look to good along with the scuffs and scratches.
Calvin zoomed through the doorway that lead into the livingroom.
Rupert followed.
Calvin looked over his shoulder, to see Rupert flying after him with a terrible glare on his face.
Calvin turned his head back around, and started flying towards the wall.
Before he hit it, he jerked upward, and started flying up the wall, he rounded the corner, and started flying across the ceiling, and down the wall again on the other side of the livingroom.
Rupert didn't miss a beat.
Calvin spun himself around, and blasted forward back up the stairs.
Meanwhile, Earl was still chasing Hobbes around in circles on the top floor.
When suddenly, Calvin flew up.
"BEEP, BEEP!" Calvin screamed.
Earl wasn't able to get out of the way on time.
CRASH!
Calvin slammed head first into Earl and carried him twenty feet away from Hobbes.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Earl screamed.
"GET OFF YOU!" Calvin screamed. "YOU'RE ON ME!"
Earl grabbed Calvin's jet pack.
SNATCH!
Earl came to a halt, as he held Calvin's jet pack in his hand, grinning.
Calvin continued flying across the floor, until he crashed into the wall.
CRASH!
"CALVIN!" Hobbes yelled.
He dived down after Calvin.
He landed next to Calvin, and pulled his head out of the wall.
"Calvin! Calvin!" he yelled, shaking him. "SPEAK TO ME!"
"STOP SHAKING ME, BONEHEAD!" Calvin screamed.
Hobbes stopped shaking him.
"Sorry." Hobbes said.
At that very moment, Hobbes felt something being ripped from his back.
He spun around, Calvin still in his hands and stared wide eyed at Rupert who was holding the jet pack by the strap with two fingers, and grinning evilly at Hobbes.
"I hope you enjoyed flying." Earl growled, flying up. "Because it's the last thing you're ever going to do."
Both Rupert and Earl held up their ray guns.
Calvin and Hobbes covered their heads, and prepared for the worse.
However, something unexpected saved them.