Part two written by Swing123

Calvin stared wide eyed at himself.

The second Calvin was angrily marching through the living room, kicking the desks and lamps over, and practically destroying the place.

It took a hold of the couch, and clenched it's fist.

The purple fabric on it ripped, and the Calvin lifted the entire couch over his head, and flung it over his shoulder.

It landed against the wall, with a tremendous crash, and landed back on the floor, leaving a pretty noticeable dent in the wall.

Calvin's mouth dropped open.

The second Calvin marched through the rest of the room, seeming to not notice him, and into the kitchen.

Calvin watched it go.

Slowly, he stepped off the stairs, into the beat up living room, and after it.

He peeked through the kitchen entrance, and looked around.

The second Calvin was standing perfectly still. Its back facing Calvin.

Sparks were flying from all the electric items in the kitchen.

Calvin stared at the second him before him.

"Uh..." he began. "...Hello? Were you... looking for something?"

There was a moment of silence.

The Calvin didn't respond.

It stood perfectly still in the middle of the room

Calvin blinked.

"OK, so if you're not going to tell me who you are, I'm just going to guess." He said, crossing his arms. "Judging from your attitude, your mysteriousness, and all the stuff your going to pay for in my living room, I'm going to guess your Socrates' owner?"

The Calvin didn't respond.

"I see." Calvin said. "Well, then I'm just going to have to resort to drastic measures!"

He pointed at his door.

"Get the heck out of my house!" He ordered. "And that's a command from Calvin the Bold!"

There was a moment of silence.

Then, suddenly, the Calvin lifted his feet, and turned around.

It faced Calvin with a blank expression on its face.

Calvin stared at it.

"Handsome, I must admit." He said, tapping his chin.

The Calvin stared at him.

Then, it opened its mouth.

"EXTERMINATE!!" It shouted in a monotone voice.

Calvin paused.

"Right. Where did you get that line?" He demanded.

The Calvin held up its hand.

Suddenly, a bolt of electricity shot from its index finger and streaked through the air at Calvin.

"ACK!!!" Calvin screamed, leaping from the way.

The bolt struck the ground where he had just been, leaving a scarred mark in the linoleum.

Calvin stared at it with wide eyes.

He turned back to the other Calvin.

"OK, then, that's all I need to know. Bye bye!" He said.

He whirled around, and rushed out into his living room.

The second Calvin just stood there, staring off into space.

Calvin rushed into the living room, screeched to a stop, and ripped his front door open.

Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman were standing behind it.

They were staring at him with vacant eyes.

"Hello, Calvin. How are you this evening?" They all chanted in a monotone voice.

Calvin slammed the door.

"OK, not that way." He said, leaning against it.

Just then, the sound of footsteps reached Calvin's ears.

He looked up, and saw the second him marching into the living room, staring straight ahead of him.

"You will be destroyed." It said in a voice void of all emotion.

It held its hand up.

Calvin stared at it with wide eyes.

"No thanks, I kind of enjoy having a life." He said.

ZZZZZZT!!

Calvin leaped from the door as a disintegrator ray shot through the air.

It struck the door, causing it to vanish into a puff of blue dust.

Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman marched into Calvin's house, staring hollowly ahead of them.

"AAAAAUGH!" Calvin screamed, rushing up his stairs to his room.

He ripped his door open, and slammed it behind him.

He leaned against the door, panting for breath.

MTM was still sitting on the desk, and the other inventions were still flying around, wildly.

"MTM, we have to leave, now!!" Calvin shouted.

"I kind of noticed that." MTM replied.

Calvin ran up to his desk, grabbed the CD player, and rushed over to the window.

"Engage Emergency Protocol #5557490!" Calvin shouted.

"Whatever." MTM said.

Just then, the door burst open in a blast of electricity, and the second Calvin, Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman marched inside.

Calvin whirled around, holding the MTM in both of his hands in front of him.

Hobbes held his arm up.

A hissing noise came from it, and suddenly, the arm lifted out of its socket, being extended by a metal pole.

The arm flipped around, revealing a giant chainsaw and then lowed back into its socket.

WHIIIIIIRR!!!

The chainsaw then started up, and it began moving towards Calvin.

Calvin stared at it in horror.

"They're... they're robots!" He gasped.

"What was your first clue?" MTM asked.

Calvin glared at the MTM.

Then he turned to the robots.

"BACK OFF!!" Calvin ordered, aiming the CD player at them.

Robot Hobbes continued to move toward him.

It held the roaring chainsaw over its head.

ZZZZZZZZZZTT!!

A bolt of electrically exploded from the tip of the MTM, and headed for the robotic Hobbes.

BOOOM!!

There was an explosion of metal, and the Hobbes robot's head was blown to pieces.

The chainsaw slowly died, and the arm lowered.

The robot slouched, then fell forward onto the ground.

Calvin turned and faced the other four robots.

"I'm warning you!" He growled. "Get away from me!"

The four robots continued approaching.

Calvin backed up into the front of his window.

He looked behind him.

It was open.

"MTM, have you bothered to activate that protocol, yet?" He demanded, turning to the CD player.

"Yes, actually, it's been opened for some time, now." MTM yawned.

Calvin growled.

Then, he turned to the robots.

"This is your last warning to get out of my house!" He warned.

The robots continued towards him with yellow sparks flying from their eyes.

"Very well." Calvin said. "MTM. Engage."

BOOOOOOOM!!!

There was a large explosion of fire, propelling Calvin out his window, and destroying the robots in the blast.

"Hot dog!" Calvin yelled.

Suddenly, a white parachute flew from the end of the MTM, and caught Calvin in his fall.

He slowly lowered to the ground.

"OK," Calvin said, straightening up as the parachute was sucked back into the MTM's hypercube. "MTM, track down the electrical disturbances."

MTM sighed.

"I just told you," He said. "I don't know where it is."

There was a pause.

"Well, how am I supposed to find it?" Calvin shouted, throwing his hand to the sky.

"Calvin, it is time to build some character at this time." Came a monotone voice behind him.

Calvin whirled around.

Mom and Dad were standing at the front door, staring off into space, and holding their hands up.

There were sparks of electricity flying from their eyes, and they were making a low humming noise.

Calvin began backing up.

They stared after him, then, perfectly in sync with each other's movements, they began marching towards him.

"AAAAAAUGH!!!" Calvin screamed, wheeling around, and racing off down the street.

Suddenly, Susie stepped in front of him.

Calvin screeched to a stop in front of her.

"Hello, Calvin," She said, emotionlessly. "Would you like to come and play house with me at this time?"

Calvin stared at her in horror.

She opened her mouth, revealing metal razor sharp teeth.

There was a whirring noise, and they began moving from side to side along her mouth.

"AAAAAAAUGH!!" Calvin screeched, and rushed past her.

She turned, and began marching after him.

Calvin raced down the sidewalk.

He came to Andy and Sherman's house on the end of the block.

He rushed through the gate, and up to the house.

He looked behind him.

A robotic Miss Wormwood, Moe, Rosalyn, and Mr Spittle was marching through the streets, staring straight ahead.

Calvin stared at them, then jumped off Andy's porch.

He rushed around to the other side of the house.

There, he leaned against the wall, and wiped some sweat from his brow.

He looked over the side of the house.

The robots were marching straight ahead, seeming to not notice him.

Calvin turned back to the MTM in his hands.

"MTM, what do we do? How do I track the signal?" He panted.

There was a moment of silence.

"MTM?" Calvin asked.

"Hello, Calvin, I am the Mini Time Machine." MTM said in a monotone voice.

"AAAACK!" Calvin screeched, tossing the MTM out of his hands.

It landed a few feet away on the grass.

"OUCH!" He yelled. "Blimey! I was only joking!"

Calvin glared, murderously at it.

"Not funny, MTM." He growled. "I need to know how to beat these robots!"

"OK, fine. I'm sorry." MTM yawned.

Calvin walked over, and picked the MTM out of the grass.

"Now, what do you propose that we do?" He asked, stepping forward.

The MTM paused.

"Well, the robots must be controlled through a transmitter." The machine replied. "I can't track the signal because its going through several different robots at once. But if we can isolate the signal, I might be able to track it down."

"Great! How do we isolate the signal?" He asked.

"Have you got any spare change, Twink-ee?" A flat voice suddenly came from behind him.

Calvin spun around.

Robot Moe was standing at the side of the house.

He held both his hands up in the strangling position, and they began glowing bright yellow.

"Prepare to be destroyed." It said.

"Can you really actually prepare for that? Is there some kind of state of mind you have to be in?" Calvin asked.

Robot Moe stared at him.

Calvin smirked.

"Prepare to be destroyed." He said, chuckling.

He held the MTM up at the robot, and pushed a button.

ZZZZZZAAAAP!!

A red light blasted out of the tip of the CD player, and struck the robot's neck.

Calvin ripped the MTM to one side.

The laser bolted to one side, also, and cut straight through the robot's neck.

SHOOOOM!

The robot suddenly slouched forward, then collapsed onto the ground.

Smoke rose from the head piece, which lay on the grass next to it.

"Wow, I've been wanting to do that for a long time!" Calvin grinned.

"Uh huh." MTM said.

There was a moment of silence.

"Well, then, moving on." Calvin said.

He turned around, and began walking off in the other direction.

"Wait a minute!" MTM yelled, suddenly.

Calvin stopped.

"What?" He asked.

"That head will do quite nicely for tracking the signal." MTM said.

"How do you mean?" Calvin asked, looking back at the Moe Robot.

"The signal is still being sent to this robot, but its not forwarding it any of the others." MTM explained. "Let me see the head."

"That's... an unusual thing to say." Calvin said. "But alright!"

Calvin walked back to the Moe robot, and held the MTM up to the head piece.

The MTM began humming, lowly, and a light shot out of the tip.

It moved up and down the head for a moment, then the light died.

"Processing." He said.

Calvin waited.

There was a moment of silence.

DING!

The MTM stopped humming, and a bell sound came from it.

"I've got it." MTM said. "The location is locked."

"Great! Where's the signal from?" Calvin asked, standing up.

"It's coming from underground." MTM said. "One thousand feet below ground level to be exact. Exactly one quarter of a mile from this present spot to the north west."

Calvin looked up.

"OK, now we're making some progress." He said. "Thanks for the info, Moe."

And with that, Calvin rushed off.

He ran through Andy and Sherman's gate, and started off down the sidewalk towards town.

Town was deserted.

Cars stood still in the street. Traffic lights were switching wildly, and there were papers flying everywhere.

Calvin looked around, as he walked through the city.

The buildings were all empty, but Calvin couldn't shake the feeling that someone... or something to be more accurate, was watching him.

The MTM was humming to himself.

Of course.

Calvin kept walking.

He walked past several abandoned cars and trucks, which stood eerily on the road.

Just then, the MTM stopped humming.

He paused.

"Stop!" He ordered.

Calvin stopped.

"Right here." MTM said. "One thousand feet below us, this is where the signal is coming from."

"Good." Calvin said. "Now, let's just see who's behind all this..."

"Oh, and by the way, the robots are coming." MTM interrupted.

Calvin paused.

"Thanks for telling me." He said, expressionlessly.

"Oh, no need for thanks." MTM yawned.

Calvin glared at him.

"OK, then, how do we get down there?" Calvin demanded.

"Processing." MTM said.

Calvin rolled his eyes.

He stood there for a moment, waiting.

Just then, a pair of yellow glowing eyes appeared in one of the darkened windows, and fixed onto Calvin.

Calvin looked around, nervously.

The other windows were suddenly lighting up as something was staring down from them.

"Uh, MTM?"

"Processing." MTM replied.

Calvin looked around at all the eyes around him.

"We have trouble..." He said, quietly.

"Processing." MTM said.

"Class it is time to begin learning at this time." A voice cut through the air like a knife.

Calvin spun around.

Miss Wormwood, Susie, Mom, Dad, and several other people were standing in front of Calvin, staring at him with electronic eyes.

"MTM!!!" Calvin shouted, stepping backwards.

"Processing." MTM said.

"HELP!!"

The robots began marching towards him.

Calvin began backing away.

"MTM!! DO SOMETHING!!!"

"Calvin step into the phone booth to your right," MTM said.

Calvin looked around.

There was a phone booth beside him.

He made a dive for it.

Several robots made a grab for him, but they were too slow.

He dove inside the booth, and closed the door.

The robots marched up to the booth, and stared at him through the glass.

Then, Robot Susie began pounding on the glass, making it rattle.

CRASH!! CRASH!! CRASH!! CRASH!! CRASH!!

Calvin backed up into the phone.

"Pick the phone up." MTM said.

Calvin stared at the CD player.

"MTM, this is no time to be making phone calls!" He shouted.

"Oh, I'm sorry." MTM said. "I just assumed you wanted to live."

The other robots began pounding on the glass, too.

CRASH!! CRASH!! CRASH!! CRASH!!

"Picking the phone up." Calvin said.

He grabbed the phone off the hook, and held it up to his ear.

"Push the buttons five, seven, six, three, zero, two, six, one, and one." MTM said.

Calvin frantically began pushing buttons.

CRASH!!! TWINKLE!!! SHATTER!!

Suddenly, the glass shattered, and the robots reached inside for Calvin, making electric sounds with their arms

Calvin pushed the one button twice.

ZZZZZZIIIIIP!!!

Suddenly, the floor underneath Calvin rushed aside, revealing a large tunnel with metal walls.

"AAAAAAAAUGH!!" Calvin screamed, as he collapsed and fell through hole.

The robots entered the phone booth, and reached for Calvin, but just as they came to it, the floor slid back into place.

Calvin kept falling through the tunnel.

It was a very enclosed space, and it didn't make him that comfortable.

THUMP!

Suddenly, the tunnel ended, and Calvin fell through an air vent.

He collapsed onto a blue tiled floor.

The MTM fell down along with him.

"There you are." He said. "My work is done."

Calvin glared at the CD player, and sat up.

He rubbed his head, and looked around.

He was in a large laboratory, much like Dr Brainstorm's. Only this lab was much more advanced than Brainstorm's.

There were machines all around with wires hooked into the walls and ceiling.

There was a low humming noise moving throughout the lab, and every now and then one of the machines made a low beeping noise.

Calvin stood up.

"Wh–where am I?"

"That Brainstorm bloke's old lab." MTM said. "You see, before he went to Yellowstone he had a lab down here. Interesting, enough. Strangely, It was emptied out when he went to the park. It's been inactive for months now."

Calvin looked around.

"Well, that means someone's reactivated it." He said, slowly.

"Good job." MTM yawned.

"They're using this lab as a giant transmitter for the robots!" Calvin said.

"Give the man a medal." MTM said.

"Shut up." Calvin growled.

He looked around the lab, confused.

"But... who would...?"

"That would be me." Came a cold voice, from behind Calvin.

Calvin froze.

He recognized that voice all to well.

He wheeled around, and faced...

Holographic Retro.

"RETRO!!" Calvin shouted, backing up. "What are you doing here?!"

Retro stared at him for a long time.

"Killing you. What do you think I'm doing?" He said, his brow furrowing.

"I know that," Calvin said. "I mean how did you get here?"

"Oh, just stumbled upon it when I was plotting your destruction." Retro said, looking around. "Nice place. Needed some fine tuning though. Luckily, I was here."

Retro laughed, evilly.

Calvin blinked.

Retro stopped laughing and smirked at Calvin.

"Uhhh..." Calvin began

"You'd have to be evil to get it." Retro said.

"Oh."

"I see you've also met my little pets." Retro chuckled, walking back to a giant computer monitor, and typing a few things into a keyboard.

"What did you do with friends and not friends, Larry!" He growled, aiming the MTM at him.

"What? Oh, you mean them?"

Retro flipped a switch on the panel before him.

A light suddenly came on in a dark corner of the room.

Calvin looked around.

Then, he gasped.

Hobbes, Socrates, Andy, Sherman, Mom, Dad, Miss Wormwood, Susie, and everyone else were floating in a giant glass cube filled with...

"You put them in uncooked oatmeal?" He asked, turning to Retro, and raising his eyebrow.

Retro stared at him for a long moment.

"It's called stasis." He said, blandly. "My plan was to replace everyone you knew with robotic replicas."

Retro turned, and began typing into a keyboard on the panel before him, again.

"The robots are programmed to wait for the exact right moment, when they're close enough at you and there's no witnesses. Then they strike. Nobody knows what happened when I take the robots away and put them back, and I send a robotic you to take your place once your dead!"

"Well you're little tinker toy came out a little too early." Calvin said, crossing his arms.

"Yeah, I know." Retro sighed. "I have a few glitches to work out."

"A few?" Calvin shouted. "That thing was destroying my house!!"

"Right, it was doing exactly what it was programmed to do." Retro said. "Act like you."

Calvin glared at him.

"And what about all the weird things happening with my inventions, the ceiling fans, and the car alarms?" He demanded.

"Well, I'm broadcasting a single signal to all the robots I have out there!" Retro said. "Every now and then it gets caught in a telephone line or something, causing anything electrical around it to malfunction. It's a mere side effect."

Retro chuckled to himself and flipped a switch on his panel.

Calvin noticed.

"Look, pal," He warned. "I don't want to hurt you! So I suggest that you..."

"Are you under the impression that your getting out of this?" Retro asked, advancing over Calvin. "Just because you've found me doesn't mean I'm stopping. Besides," He leaned against the console. "How can you hurt me? I'm merely a hologram. I'm not even real."

"With this," Calvin growled, holding the MTM up. "This invention of mine can rip every part of your molecular structure to pieces. If you like being holographic, I suggest that you let my friends and not friends go, get those stupid robots out of my town, and get the heck out of here!"

There was a moment of silence.

"Actually, my lasers don't work on holograms." MTM said, suddenly. "Hardlight or not."

Calvin sighed.

"Thanks, MTM. I wasn't going to tell him that." He said.

"Sorry." MTM replied.

Retro grinned.

"OK, fine." Calvin said, lowering the MTM. "Let's hear more, then. I have all day!"

"Well, I don't." Retro said, checking his watch. "So I'm just going to kill you, now, and get on with my plan."

"You don't say?" Calvin said. "And how do you propose to go about that, huh?"

"You just keep on talking, don't you?" Retro asked.

"I'm not letting you get the last word in." Calvin said, crossing his arms.

Retro rolled his eyes, and held his hand up.

He snapped his fingers.

SNAP!

VROOOOM!!

Calvin looked around.

All of a sudden, hundreds of robots, each one wearing a disguise of Calvin, Hobbes, Socrates, Andy, Sherman, Mom, Dad, Susie, and everyone else, which were stationed around the lab, sprang life.

"Hello, Calvin it is time to build character." A Dad robot said, expressionlessly.

"Hello, Calvin, would you like to come and play house with me?" A Susie robot said, monotonously.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha." A Socrates robot said, blandly.

"Where'd they come from?!" Calvin demanded, backing up and looking around in terror.

"They were there the whole time, didn't you see them?" MTM asked.

Retro nodded.

Calvin glared at them.

The robots all stood there for a moment, staring off into space.

Then, they all stared marching in sync with each other towards Calvin.

"I'm switching to plan B." Retro said, leaning against his desk. "These particular robots are programmed to destroy anything that moves."

Calvin turned a glare onto Retro.

"What about you!" He growled. "You're going to be destroyed as well!"

"You'd think that, wouldn't you?" Retro grinned.

He reached up, and pushed the H on his forehead.

ZZZZIIIIP!

Immediately, Retro's lightbee absorbed the hologram, and then fell to the ground, motionless.

Calvin stared at it.

"Phooey." He muttered.

Then, he whirled back to the robots.

"MTM!" He shouted as they advanced. "Activate the Defense Feature! Full power!"

"Right-o." MTM said.

The end of the MTM began glowing bright red, and it began humming loudly.

BLAAAAAAST!!!

There was a large explosion of lights, destroying ten or twenty of the robots.

Calvin backed up to the console.

Several more still coming towards him.

"Fire two!!" He shouted.

BLAAAAAASST!!

There was another explosion from the tip of the MTM, wiping out another chunk of the robots. But it wasn't nearly enough.

A robot Socrates reached forward, and made a grab for Calvin.

"Fire three!" Calvin shouted. "And clear a way for me to get through!"

ZEEEEE-AAAAAP!!

This time the blast was concentrated straight forward, wiping out a path for Calvin to go through.

Quickly, he raced in between the machines, and came to the other side of the lab.

The robots stopped.

They turned, and started marching after him.

Calvin backed up, firing the MTM wildly at them.

BOOM!!

BOOM!!!

BOOM!!

BOOM!!!

BOOM!!

Calvin backed up into the wall, still firing.

"MTM, we need a new plan of action!!"

"You don't say?" MTM replied.

"What do we do?" Calvin asked, looking around frantically.

The robots advanced over Calvin.

Just then, Calvin spotted something in the corner of the lab.

It was a small black box. It had a blinking red light on it, and it was attached to the ceiling with wires and a cable.

Calvin's eyes went from the box, to the robots, then back to the box.

A wide, devious grin spread across his face.

The robots closed in on him.

Calvin held the MTM over his head, and pushed a button.

Another blast of red light shot from the tip of the MTM, and rocketed towards the small black box.

KAAA-BOOOOM!!

The robots stopped.

Calvin looked around.

For a long throbbing moment, the robots just stood there, staring off into space, and remaining perfectly still.

Then, one of the Andy bots began to slouch forward.

With a loud crash, it fell to the ground, and several of the pieces fell apart.

Several other robots began slouching too.

CRASH!!

CRASH!!

CRASH!!

CRASH!!

Calvin watched, silently as the robots all individually began switching off, and falling to the floor.

MTM observed too.

"What did you do?" He asked, scanning the area.

Calvin looked around.

"I... I think I destroyed the transmitter..." He said, looking around all the fallen robots.

There was a moment of silence.

Just then, a humming began emitting from the other side of the lab.

Calvin looked around.

Retro's lightbee was glowing.

Then, suddenly, the hardlight hologram popped out of it.

He looked around the laboratory.

Then, his eyes fell onto Calvin.

"I guess I was kind of expecting that." He sighed, leaning against the console.

Calvin grinned at him.

"Very well," Retro said, reaching over to the panel, and flipping a small compartment open. "Plan C, then."

"Oh no!" Calvin yelled, aiming the MTM at him. "No more plan switches, you holographic freak! I destroyed the transmitter! Your little robots are gone!"

Retro glared at him.

Then, a wide evil grin spread across his face.

"Calvin, do you know what Plan C is?" He asked. "It has nothing to do with robots, I'll tell you that."

Calvin stared at him.

"It has everything to do with the self destruct feature in this place! Which I am activating, now!" Retro slammed his fist into a large red button.

Suddenly an alarm went off, and a red light on the ceiling began flashing.

"BRAINSTORM LAB TO EXPLODE IN THIRTY SECONDS!!" Came a cool robotic voice from a speaker on the ceiling.

"Goodbye, Calvin!" Retro cackled. "Goodbye, forever!"

And with that, Retro pushed the "H" on his forehead again.

The lightbee absorbed the hologram, then zipped past Calvin and out the air vent.

The lightbee then emerged over all the deactivated robots, and then flew off towards the forest away from the town.

Calvin watched him go, blankly.

There was a pause.

"Uh, Calvin?" MTM asked. "Place is gonna blow up in ten seconds. Or did you did you not register that?"

Calvin turned a grin onto the MTM.

"It's not going to explode, MTM," He chuckled.

"I see. So they changed the meaning of the words 'self destruct' in the last fifteen minutes that I've been alive?" MTM asked.

"No," Calvin said, looking up "But keep in mind that this is Dr Brainstorm's old lab."

"Aaaahh," MTM said, realizing what Calvin meant.

"BRAINSTORM LAB TO BE DESTROYED IN FIVE... FOUR... THREE... TWO... ONE..."

ZZZZZT!

A spark went off on the right hand corner of the ceiling, then... nothing.

"So there you have it." Calvin grinned, looking around. "If Brainstorm wanted the place to blow up, it wouldn't blow up. If he didn't want it to blow up, it would blow up. It's called 'Brainstorm psychology'."

"Very nice." MTM said.

"Now, let's get Hobbes, Andy, Sherman and Socrates out of that oatmeal over there." Calvin said, walking over to the glass cube.

"It's called stasis." MTM sighed.

"Whatever."

Hobbes' eyes popped open.

He looked around.

The last thing he knew, the robots had grabbed him and then he was suddenly laying in this grassy field.

Actually, it was the grass in the Calvinball field.

Hobbes blinked his eyes, and tried to figure out what was going on.

Then, he remembered the robots.

He bolted upward.

"AAAA!!" He screamed, looking around. "ROBOTS!! THEY WERE ROBOTS!! Where am I?!"

"Hobbes calm down!" Andy said, holding his hands up.

Hobbes stared at Andy.

Then, his eyes went to Calvin, Socrates and Sherman.

"Wh—where am I?" Hobbes asked, rubbing his head.

"Well, while you were taking a nap in raw pastry, I just saved the world from a deadly force. Again." Calvin said, crossing his arms. "You have the MTM to thank for getting you out of that thing."

Hobbes turned, and looked over his shoulder.

MTM was sitting on a tree stump, his manipulator arms were out and activated, and he was getting ready to fish out the rest of people in the giant glass cube before him.

"Morning, Hobbes," He said, dully.

Hobbes stared at him.

"What... What just happened?" He asked, looking back at Calvin. "I was coming to the house to warn you, and the robots..."

"I got everything under control, Hobbes, just relax." Calvin said, holding his hand up. "The robots are gone."

Andy nodded.

"He told me the whole story. It was Holographic Retro behind it, he..."

"We still have to go pick up all the robots, though." Calvin said, pointing towards the town. "There was one for every person in the city."

There was a long moment of silence.

Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman all stared at Calvin, blankly.

"I'm not cleaning them up, alone." Calvin growled, dangerously.

MTM sighed, and reached in to get another person out of the stasis.

Calvin saw him.

"MTM!! WAIT!!" He shouted, suddenly, running forward.

"What?" MTM asked, sticking his metal arm into the stasis, again.

"We don't have to wake everyone up, yet!" He said. "After all, we..."

He turned a glare onto Hobbes, Socrates, Andy, and Sherman.

"We have to fix my house up a little bit, so my parents don't flip out when they wake up!" Calvin said. "Those dead robots littering the street are pretty noticeable, too!"

Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman all looked at each other.

They all sighed.

MTM took his arms out of the cube, and they were absorbed back into his hypercube.

"Whatever." He yawned.

"In fact," Calvin grinned, looking back towards the house. "Maybe we should leave everyone in there for a little longer. There's supposed to be a really stupid, violent movie about haunted houses coming on tonight on FX! And it's only PG-13!"

"Oooh, fun!" Socrates yelled, cheerfully. "We can watch it on my big screen back at home with the surround sound and everything! That way we can hear everyone's screams for mercy more vividly!"

"COOL!" Calvin shouted.

"Uh, OK," Hobbes said, unsurely.

"Sure." Andy said, cheerfully.

"Whatever," Sherman said, his attention wandering.

"What do you say, MTM?" Calvin asked, turning to the CD player. "You want to be terrified and scared for life?!"

"Sure, don't have anything better to do." MTM said.

"GREAT!!!" Calvin yelled.

He turned to the several people still stuck in stasis.

"We'll let you out when we're good and ready!" He said to them.

And with that, Calvin grabbed MTM, and he Hobbes, Socrates, Andy and Sherman ran off.

Off on another adventure.

The End

Voice work

Pamela Segall Adlon Calvin / Robot Calvin
Tom Hanks Hobbes / Robot Hobbes
Ryan Stiles Socrates / Robot Socrates
Andrew Lawrence Andy / Robot Andy
Colin Mochrie Sherman / Robot Sherman
Norman Lovett MTM
Dakota Fanning Robot Susie
Jennifer Love Hewitt Mom / Robot Mom / Brainstorm's robotic announcer
Bill Murray Robot Dad
Kurtwood Smith Holographic Retro
Mary Jo Cattlett Robot Miss Wormwood
Elizabeth Daily Robot Moe
Daveigh Chase Robot Rosalyn

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