NARRATOR: Well, Pippin and Jack really started something just by trying to bake a cake. For instead of dessert, they wound up with an explosive (BOOOMMMMM!) that blown their stove clean to the Moon. The nation was astounded. Jack was immediately made director of guided missiles and he and Pippin set out to duplicate the recipe, which unfortunately had been torn in half by the explosion. But, apparently, not everyone wanted them to succeed. For when we left them last time, a scrawny, pale hand was raising a sinister weapon and pointing it right at their heads.

"Oh my gosh, Jack! Look there!" Pippin exclaimed to his equally shocked giant friend.

Right over to where Pippin was pointing, there in front of the duo stood two strange-looking beings. They both looked very identical with scrawny, slender bodies, pale skin, bulbous, bald heads and big, black, pupil-less eyes. The one on the right was holding the weapon at them and was wearing a watch of some sort on his wrist. They were both X and O, two extraterrestrial lunar creatures who fear they will have an invasion from Earth after learning about Pippin and Jack rocketing to the Moon due to their rocket-fueled fudge cake recipe. The clear sight of them left a tingle of curiosity and fright down the duo's spine. They were completely confused at who or what they were and where they came from.

"Now, X?" O asked anxiously while holding the weapon.

"Not now, O." X said strictly.

"Why not?" O asked pouting. "I haven't scrooched anyone since we've been here." It appears they are able to turn invisible and hover. They continuously blink from invisible to visible.

"What are they, Pippin?" Jack asked.

"I don't know. I've never seen anything like them." Pippin replied staring at the two aliens.

"Maybe they're congressmen." Jack suggested and Pippin went up to them.

"Uh, who are you?" Pippin asked until the weapon was pointed at his face, prompting him to raise his hands in the air.

"Put your hands in the air and no sudden moves." X ordered. "O, here, is very nervous."

"Yeah." O nodded. "Especially in his finger." He gestured to his finger on the trigger.

"Yeah, that's the worst one, too." Jack said with his hands up as well.

"What do you fellas want, anyway?" Pippin asked.

"Yeah, and how come the funny suits?" Jack asked, believing them to be in costumes.

"Funny suits?" X asked looking at himself.

"They're out of this world." Jack remarked.

"You are so right." X mused.

"I am?" Jack asked.

"Yes. We're from the Moon." X told them, much to their astonishment.

"THE MOON!?" Pippin and Jack exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, and if there's one thing we don't want, it's an invasion from Earth." X said pointing at Jack, hovering up to his level.

"Especially an invasion of tourists." O said.

"We need such a quiet life on the Moon." X explained. "Take a look at what we had go through just to prepare for a visit here."

X suddenly projected a holographic film through his eyes like a movie projection to show what they went through.

"Yeah. We had to practice dodging traffic." O said.

"And listening to jukeboxes." X said.

"And filling out forms." O said.

"And breathing smog." X said.

"And riding on subways." O said.

"And regular bathing." X said.

"Oh, it was awful." O concluded.

"Seven of us were chosen. Only two made it." X explained.

"So you see?" O asked. "We must stop you from using that formula. One way or another."

"I don't mind that one way. It's the another that bothers me." Jack said with fear.

"But we don't even have the formula yet." Pippin reminded them.

"Do I scrooch him now, X?" O asked desperately with the gun still pointed at Pippin's head.

"Well, not if they don't have the formula." X spoke.

"Oh, moon rats!" O pouted in frustration.

"But we'll come back." X said. "And as soon as they get the formula,..."

"ZAP!" O grinned, making a gun gesture with his hand.

"Yes, zap!" X nodded and turned to the duo. "Bye now."

NARRATOR: And the two grey men slipped out through the ventilator shaft. Hours later as they made their way home...

"Moon men." Pippin breathed, still surprised by the experience. "Boy, were you scared, Jack?"

"Of course not." He replied. Although, he contradicted himself as he still had his hands high above his head. "Uh, do you think I can put my hands down now?"

NARRATOR: But our boys still weren't out of danger for in his hotel room 12 stories up, Claus was readying another fiendish plan.

From the window of a hotel room on the sixth floor, Claus had a safe tied to a rope high above the air ready to be plummeted on their respective targets: Pippin and Jack.

"You have the orders in code, Sasha?" He asked his partner.

"Yes."

"Then translate."

Sasha held a sheet of paper near a lit candle, providing light to reveal the message.

"Two words that say "Kill Erwin"." She read.

"I knew it!" Claus boasted, cutting the rope and sending the safe downward. "And look! Dollarhyde is with him! It's going to be a double feature."

NARRATOR: And the heavy safe hurdled straight down toward the unsuspecting pair.

TO BE CONTINUED...