Crandilly Manor (Catscratch)

Vicky: TWERP!! *kicks Spaceman Spiff away.*

Spaceman Spiff: The Vicsit is only angry! Out hero calls for backup! *Takes off Spiff outfit and puts on Tracer Bullet outfit*

Tracer Bullet: When it appeared I cracked the case, it looks like someone was gonna crack me. But my pistol might wanna add a new ending to this story.

Vicky: Oh yeah? What's that?!

Bullet: My .34 became co-author and made this easier for me. *Blasts Vicky*

Vicky: YOU'RE INSANE!! O_O;;

Gordon: Even with the babysitter, we're sitting ducks!!

Mr. Blik: Oh I give up!! This is hopeless!! We can't do anything to that little runt.

Mr. Blik: Pack your bags guys, we're leaving... WE ADMIT DEFEAT TO THE SNOT NOSED RUNT!!

*Waffle takes his new tank*

Waffle: I am not leaving without my newts!! *takes the toaster* Not leaving without my toaster! *takes the poster of Pamela Anderson in a bikini* Not leaving without Ms. Poster!

Gordon: How are we going to continue our lives like this?

Mr. Blik: I don't know. We need shelter and food. That's all!.. WAIT! We still have our car!

*The three jumps in to their car, Gear.*

Hovis: Don't forget the money. *gives them $50,000* And please come back when you have the chance of getting rid of this pest.

Gordon: Well hopefully we'll come back.

Waffle: ROADTRIP!

Mr. Blik: And while we're thinking of a way to get that kid off the mansion, we'll be spending our time driving around the world!

Waffle: 80 Days!

Mr. Blik: Shut up you garlic breath big mouth!

Gordon: So... Where are we going?

Mr. Blik: Let's just drive our way to any town. Just pick one!!

*The cats drives out of the topic.*

Hovis: I know this is going to be bad for me to babysit this horrid pest.

Calvin: *In demonic voice* ME WANT PIZZA!

Hovis: I better call the exorcist and Pizza Hut at the same time then.

Calvin: Wait, does that mean he'll turn his head all the way around? COOL.......

Hovis: I thought you were the demon.

*Calvin and Hobbes leave the topic, but leaves the house a mess*

Hovis: Finally. *cleans up the house.*

*Mr. Blik, Gordon, and Waffle came in.*

Hovis: Welcome back.

Mr. Blik: Boy, to make things better, the brat is gone! Who's up for root beer??

*the Tails Doll enters the topic via warp in the room where root beer is*

*Mr. Blik, Waffle, and Gordon goes to the kitchen and noticed Tails Doll.*

Mr. Blik: What?? Hey, who let you in?!! Who are you?! And hands off our root beer!

*random root beer cans explode, not in the KABOOM! sense, but in the way soda explodes when shaken before opening*

Tails Doll: [I am pure evil stitched with hate.]

Gordon: GREAT GOPHER!

Mr. Blik: OUR ROOTBEER!!

Waffle: BLAAAAAHH!! EVIL DOLL!! *breaks out of the kitchen* AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!

Mr. Blik: *runs away with Gordon* WAAHHH!!

*they run right into Tails Doll, who has suddenly appeared in front of them*

Mr. Blik, Gordon, and Waffle: WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! *runs up to the attic.*

Mr. Blik: I'm positive that he won't find us in here.

*there is a red glow coming from behind them*

Mr. Blik: Don't tell me.. He's behind isn't he?

*Yes. Yes Tails Doll is.*

Mr. Blik, Gordon, and Waffle: WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!

Waffle: CREEPER!!

Mr. Blik: What do you want from us you rejceted stuffed animal!?!

Tails Doll: [Souls.]

Gordon: Why?!