Gadgetgang in Outerspace Page #2

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You'll all stay behind

to rebuild that model.

My mom's gonna kill me.

And I'm gonna kill this moron!

You have until Monday, or...

Just because of this dehydrated

old tapeworm.

Or all of you will be

expelled from the school.

Two days,

that's all the time you

have to rebuild the model.

The prize is in your hands now.

At least we'll spend the weekend

looking at some planets, too.

Ugh.

Awesome, the whole weekend

painting little Styrofoam balls.

I never wanted to go on

this lame field trip.

And now I gotta do

extra homework?

Chill out, dudes.

Let's do it quickly

and it'll soon be over.

Far-out, we're gonna spend

the weekend together.

Great, bunch of freaks.

Seeing you all here

at the capital again

makes me very happy.

I can see you're all

thrilled to be here.

We haven't been

together like this

since that movie premiere.

That one with the little guy

with the stretching neck

and the glowing finger.

The confederation has

maintained universal balance

and Harmony for

100 universal cycles.

Psst!

Each day we need

smaller armies

and fewer weapons.

Chocolate. Dandy.

Juice.

Let me try the jalla juice.

There is no try.

We can dedicate more resources

to knowledge and preservation.

He's back!

Don't move.

Behind you.

All of you, freeze.

You're always babbling on

about the same thing.

What you call balance is

nothing but stagnation.

Change is what

this universe needs.

Huh?

If you haven't noticed,

you are all my prisoners now.

I need phone home.

Mennis, your time is over.

Bow to your new leader.

Me, Gana Gobler.

All interplanetary leaders

are in Althurbar, Gobler.

Perfect.

Your excellency, a small craft

was seen leaving the

planet in sector delta.

Oh, that's nothing, Gobler,

just a few useless Invas

that we expelled

from the ceremonies.

But I said,

"no one leaves."

They're insignificant.

No one!

Destroy them!

Captain, we're ready

for the optic-stellar jump.

What's our destination?

Take us home, Invaxia.

No, no, no.

I don't wanna be explaining

why we didn't stay on Althurbar.

Huh?

What the...

We're being attacked.

What'd we do this time?

Being kicked out wasn't enough?

We've been hit in the fuel pipe.

Why'd this have

to happen on my turn?

What should we do, captain?

Give up, wave the white flag.

I don't think they like it.

Press the panic button.

But we don't have

a panic button.

Vanished?

Must have been vaporized

in the attack.

Ha!

Sorry, I can't control

myself with all these toys.

And where were you going?

I was going to take my place.

Ooh. Your place?

Well, there's no

more, "your place."

I don't share power.

But, Gobler...

Your highness.

Your highness,

we had an agreement.

Invas spacecraft

eliminated, sir.

Excellent.

We can't leave any open holes.

Hmm, Invas...

It's impressive, folks,

he avoids one, then two,

but then splat.

Not able to avoid crashing

into an asteroid.

Could someone please turn off

little El Michels here?

Ah, Gregory, stop

your ragging, huh?

Give me the joystick.

Hello, weirdos? We're not in this

mess to play video games, remember?

You guys said it was

your last turn.

Now it is.

Chill out, Mitsue.

It'll be quick.

The dude's a loser.

Huh?

Whoa!

Really? Turn down the TV!

Are you guys deaf?

That was not the video game.

Huh?

I swear it wasn't me.

Awesome.

What is it?

Looks like something

from an amusement park.

Yeah, from the last century.

Judging from

the smoke coming out.

You think somebody's inside?

I knew this was gonna happen.

Can't you see?

It's an invasion!

That's a UFO! A flying saucer!

A flying saucer?

Okay, and I'm the lead

singer from iron medal.

O-m-g, what is this?

Don't touch them,

they might be radioactive.

Ahh!

Poor things.

They're so cute.

Cute? I'm cute.

They're green!

I am out of here!

I knew there was

intelligent life out there.

Intelligent, huh?

We're from another planet.

We come in peace.

That button you just

pressed, what's it do?

It's our automatic

language translator.

It helps anyone we meet

understand everything we say.

Whoa! With that thing there,

I can totally not flop

on my Spanish test.

We were attacked and

crash-landed on your planet.

Fantastic!

A real star war?

No? You got it.

We were lucky that

we didn't disintegrate.

And other aliens,

the ones that attacked you?

What'd they look like?

Do they tentacles

inside their mouths?

Or, I don't know,

a little drooling mouth

inside their mouths that

comes out when they're mad,

and blood like acid?

Or did they hunt you with tiny

laser-sights and then collect your skulls?

Uh...

We don't have

the slightest idea.

Hold on.

It could've been an accident.

Get a load of these computers!

What does this do?

My seven Inva captains,

we need your help.

The confederation

celebration was a trap.

We are being attacked.

And the interplanetary leaders

are prisoners here on Althurbar.

Find king Mnemus

on planet Coloccus,

and tell him what has happened.

Help us, seven Invas.

You are our only hope.

The whole universe

needs our help,

and we're stuck on

this primitive planet.

Hold on, little creature.

We do have technology here.

Maybe we can even get

your saucer flying again.

Doubt it. Besides the damage,

we also lost all our fuel.

There's nothing to worry about.

My brother will fix it. Me?

We're really good at

building things out of junk.

I mean, not that

your spaceship's junk.

You're right. Maybe it's

not totally trashed.

Get real!

Instead of making planets,

we're gonna become,

like, space mechanics.

Wow!

You make planets?

No.

Not like real planets.

I see.

Like these little spaceships?

Get out!

You made these?

Yeah, but stuck here,

we can't print anything else.

Looks like we have a really good

reason to help you guys out.

Mmm.

And there goes

Mary Anne Basbaum,

adding seven more weirdos

to her b-f-f club.

This is the flight stabilizer.

It spins in the opposite direction

to balance the movements.

I think I know what'll

work as a substitute.

But even if

we replace all the pieces,

what do we do for fuel?

You sure you can't use gasoline?

No.

No one uses those smelly

fossil fuels anymore.

Our engine runs on

a blend of liquid and gas.

We use carbon dioxide mixed with a little

sodium Chlorite and phosphoric acid.

Impressive.

A fuel that's a liquid

and a gas at the same time.

That is high-tech!

And that's not all.

This is the best part.

Our liquid-gas

doesn't do anything

until it comes into contact

with this catalyzer pill.

Ooh, mint candy.

It'll be pretty hard finding

something like that here on earth.

Can I take a look?

You won't believe this.

Hey! This is our fuel!

You bet, my little green friend.

Your fuel is Gasacola

mixed with mint candy.

Too much sugar

will give you a headache.

Hey you guys. What are we waiting for?

Let's do it!

Check this out, dudes

let me tell you

a little story

a spaceship

took a thrashing

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