Calvin: and we're back!

Hobbes: Finally, I thought those robots would never leave! Finally we can round off the Imagination Trilogy and-

Me: it's NOT part of the trilogy guys...it's a short little idea I came up with. The third part in the Trilogy's NOT coming out until LATE 2016. I got burned out with the last one so we're gonna sit on that series for a while.

Hobbes: So what are we doing for a while?

Me: *grins* You'll see, Hobbes. But first, the killjoy-AKA, the disclaimer.

Calvin and Hobbes is owned by Bill Watterson I own nothing.

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For some people, fall is a time of beauty as the leaves turn into many colors and fall to the ground in a spectacular show. For others, it's a tiring period involving lots of yard work. Others see it as "gotta get that Christmas shopping done."

For Calvin, it meant sitting in classroom, looking at the clock and praying that the school day would just end.

The class was in the middle of a lesson about the 1950's and the Baby Boomer generation post WWII. Whatever interest Calvin may have had in the topic died a few days ago, and what hadn't bored him grossed him out.

Ms. Wormwood was talking about what it was like for her in the 1950's.

"Now class, before we end this little unit I would like to hand out a project, I would like you to write a report on one event that happened in our town in the 1950's." She said.

Calvin groaned. Mrs. Wormwood took notice.

"Is there something wrong Calvin?" She demanded.

"Of course there is. Nothing worth noting ever happened here until I came along." He declared.

Ms. Wormwood rolled her eyes. "Right. Anyway, for extra credit you can bring in items from the 1950's. and The assignment is due this Friday, giving you three days to work on it." She said. Calvin kept trying to talk but she just ignored him until the bell rang.

Calvin grumbled to himself as he hopped out of his desk. He got his coat and things out of his locker and headed for the bus home. Soon the bus came to his stop and Calvin got off, running to the front door before pausing. He reached for the door knob and began to turn it.

"I'm home!" He shouted.

He threw open the door and saw Hobbes flying at him...and then he slammed the door shut right as Hobbes got close. The house shook a little bit at the resulting collision. Calvin opened the door and found Hobbes on the floor, rubbing his head.

"Cheater." Hobbes moaned.

Calvin grinned in victory as he walked inside. He saw his mom working in the kitchen and walked over to her.

"Hey Mom, what do you know about the 1950's?" Calvin asked.

"I don't know that much. I was born at the tail end of the baby boom in 1958." Mom said as she stirred the pot. "By the time I was your age, the hippies had moved in and peace and love was all the rage."

Calvin made a vomit face. "Well, that's just great. Now what am I going to do for my report?" He grumbled.

Mom turned to look at him. "Calvin, there are plenty of books you can read that will tell you what you need to know. A lot happened in that decade." Calvin gave her a blank look.

"In this town?" He asked. Mom paused and then looked down. Calvin stood there for a moment, tapping his foot.

"Well? I'm waiting!" Calvin said. Mom looked up.

"There was a crime scare that my dad told me about that lasted a week…but that's about it." She said with a shrug.

"Well, that's pretty specific!" Calvin said, rolling his eyes. "Odds are everyone else in the class will do that one."

Mom put her hands on her hips. "It's YOUR report, bucko. That's all the help I'm going to give you." She said sternly.

Calvin stared back at her and then walked off grumbling. He made his way upstairs to his room, where Hobbes had managed to find an ice pack for his head and was laying on the bed.

"Ooh, Calvin, can you get me some tuna? Some jerk hit me with a door." Hobbes moaned. Calvin gave him a glare.

"Hobbes, do you know anything about the 1950's?" Calvin asked.

Hobbes looked at him. "All I know is what Back to the Future told me." He replied. "Why do you need to know?"

"We have to write a dumb report on stuff that happened in the 1950's." Calvin grumbled.

Hobbes tapped his chin. "Well I'm sure that-"

"In THIS town." Calvin finished

"Well then, you're out of luck there!" Hobbes laughed. Calvin glared at him and then walked over to his closet.

"If that's how it's going to be then, fine. We'll find out the ol' fashioned way!" Calvin boldly declared as he pulled out a cardboard box. One all too familiar to Hobbes...and his nightmares.

"Oh, no! I know what you're thinking and no!" Hobbes cried out,ducking behind the bed.

"It's not like we're going back very far this time." Calvin said as he pulled out their time goggles from his desk drawer. "We're just jumping back 30 years to see what stuff was like in this boring town, maybe pick up a few things along the way." Hobbes however remained firm in his beliefs.

"I'm not getting into that box, and there's nothing you can say or do that will get me in there!" Hobbes said and sat stubbornly on the bed.

Calvin rubbed his chin as he tried to come up with something. With a smirk he figured it out.

"Fine then, guess I won't bring you back any Salmon." Calvin said. Hobbes rolled his eyes.

"There's plenty of tuna here, I'll live." Hobbes said.

"Yes, but back then, salmon was still pretty plentiful on the market and cost a lot less then what it did today…" Calvin trailed off. He heard Hobbes claws grip the bed.

"It's a shame I won't pick any up since I know that you really like salmon and Mom hardly buys any." He continued as he got in the time machine.

A blast of air was felt and Calvin turned to find Hobbes looking back at him.

"I've changed my mind! Let's go get that salmon…I mean, help you with your report." Hobbes, grinned.

Calvin rolled his eyes. "Alright I'm starting the time machine now." Hobbes chuckled.

"Just don't crash into any barns, pine trees or get hit by a bolt of lightning." He laughed. Calvin ignored him as the time machine lifted into the air. In a flash both Calvin and Hobbes were gone.

Hobbes: Geez that was short.

Me: I'm out of practice and I'm trying to get more of a comic strip feel...as opposed to going WAY top heavily into detail. Plus it IS the opening chapter.

Anyway folks hoped you liked the start of this little adventure and remember to read and review!