THE DEVIOUS PLAN
Clevland and Hobby raced into Clevland's room. "Okay. Good. Now we can capture Susie," smiled Clevland. Hobby put the salmon bowl down. "How does it work?" Hobby asked. "Simple. I think of Susie Derkins and zap! she appears!" said Clevland. "Of course into our hands." "Why not think of Calvin and destroy him here?" asked Hobby. "Well, first, Mom would kill me with the stain on the carpet with blood," Clevland said. "And second, it only works on GIRLS." "So why not just think of Susan and make out with her here?" Hobby asked. "You are just a loaf, aren't you?" Clevland growled, grabbing the gun. "Wow, aren't we being a little cynical today?" asked Hobby sarcastically. "You just need to learn how to shut your open trap before I trap it myself," Clevland said, getting his plastic gun. He closed his eyes and smiled . "Uh, Clevland?" Hobby asked. "Shh! Ah, good old-" smiled Clevland. ZAP! Clevland flew back and the gun hit Hobby. Then an image flickered. "I'm a genius!" yelled Clevland. "Well, I'll be!" smiled Hobby. "Where am I?" asked Susan. "Clevland. H-How did I get to your house?" asked Susan. "No! I thought you were Susie!" yelled Clevland. "You want to date SUSIE?" asked Susan. "No, you see, uh-" sputtered Clevland. "Listen, you, why don't you tell me if you are dating my friend before sucking me here where Susie was supposed to!" yelled Susan. "I was keeping Susie hostage so Calvin would free her!" yelled Clevland. "WHAT? WE ARE THROUGH!"
Susan grabbed the gun and zapped away. Clevland started tearing up. "Uh, buddy?" asked Hobby. Clevland sniffed and burst crying. "Why?" he cried. "Why is MY life a disaster! I loved her soooooooooooooooo much!" "Well, you could still date Susie," suggested Hobby. "Are you insane? Susan is probably telling Susie as we speak!" sobbed Clevland. "But Susan doesn't know how to use the gun. She probably zapped herself somewhere else," Hobby said. "Clevland! Dinner's ready!" yelled Clevland's Mom. "Be right there!" shouted Clevland. He flopped on his bed.
Susan, who zapped herself in a dumpster truck, huffed down the sidewalk. Calvin looked up. "Listen, lady, go somewhere else, will ya?" asked Calvin. Susan kicked Calvin's truck and stormed away. "Boy, are girls insensitive?" Calvin asked. "I still like 'em," smiled Hobbes. "Oh that stupid, rotten, lousy piece of garbage! !$% him!" cursed Susan.
Clevland sat at the dinner table. "What's wrong, honey?" asked Clevland's Mom, who had black, long hair and glasses. Clevland's Dad had short brown hair and dress shirt. "Oh, nothing. My algebra homework is just frustrating," Clevland said. "Maybe you should spend time outside. It's a beautiful Saturday!" Clevland's Mom said. "Nah. I'll just invent more stuff," Clevland said, scooping some meat loaf. "Boy, honey, this salmon is dry! Where's the juice?" asked Clevland's Dad. "I took it out but it went somewhere," Clevland's Mom said. "Can I take some salmon to Hobby?" asked Clevland. "Just finish it," Clevland's Mom said. Clevland sighed.
Clevland, at night, sighed. "What's wrong?" asked Hobby. "Gosh, it's almost eleven at night and I'm wide awake!" said Clevland. "Still thinking about Susan, huh?" asked Hobby. "Yes. I love her more than my life," Clevland said. Hobby turned towards Clevland on the bed. "Women are hard to come by these days," Clevland said. "Let's just get some sleep," Hobby said. "Yeah," said Clevland, closing his eyes. "THAT was easy," sighed Hobby, turning and wagging his tail.