No, I do not own any characters presented in this story, they belong to Bill Watterson, the greatest cartoonist who ever existed.
"Direct hit! Excellent shot, Commander Hobbes."
Calvin couldn't help but grin as Susie slowly recovered from the thorough soaking she had just received. He knew that he and Hobbes were safe up in their treehouse, behind their G.R.O.S.S. sign. Susie looked up, tears forming in her eyes,
"Ow, Calvin, why do you have to be so mean?" She sobbed as she ran off, leaving Calvin with a guilty look on his face.
"Ugh, she's such a baby. C'mon Hobbes, we'd better make sure she doesn't get us into any trouble." Removing his hat and grabbing the tiger, Calvin jumped down and ran off after the girl, catching her just as she got to her front door. Gasping, he grabbed her by the shoulder, trying to keep her from going any farther. "Look, Susie, I'm sorry, alright? It was just a joke."
Turning back to look at him, Susie quickly wiped her tears away, "Okay, just make sure you don't do it again." and with that, she ran inside, leaving Calvin and his best friend mildly confused. They had just thrown a water balloon at Susie, something they did on a regular basis, and she treated it like they had kidnapped Mr. Bun.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Susie stepped outside again, grabbing Calvin and giving him a brief kiss, then running back in and slamming the door, leaving Calvin, red as a beet, to drag Hobbes home, putting up with his kissy-faces and teasing love poems for the rest of the day. Meanwhile, Susie lay up in her room staring at the ceiling, clutching Mr. Bun to her chest with a smile plastered on her lips.
Yeah, I know, it's really short. This was originally supposed to be a oneshot, I'm planning on adding more chapters, alternating through Calvin's, Susie's, and Hobbe's life as the characters grow older.
So please, as always, R&R if you want to be loved by me. Flames will be used to cook delicious marshmallows.