1"Hobbes! Hobbes! Guess what?" The little six-year-old boy burst in the room jumping up and down. He found his best friend, a stuffed tiger, reading his comic books.

"Hey! Your not allowed to read those!" he said snatching the latest Stupendous Man out of Hobbes's paws.

"Fine," Hobbes replied sticking out his tongue.

"Fine. Have it your own way. I won't tell you what the great news is then."

"Fine by me," Hobbes said turning over and picking up an older comic book and flipping through it only letting the rustling of pages break the eerie silence in the anticipating room.

"AAH! I can't take it anymore! Dad got me a go-kart!" shouted Calvin.

"That's nice," said Hobbes showing no sign of enthusiasm at all.

"Are you kidding?" Calvin said staring incredulously at Hobbes.

"Why? It's nothing special," Hobbes answered calmly.

"Are you for real?" Calvin started to hit Hobbes over the head with a pillow. "This is only the best go-kart you can get! It's the best and fastest out there! It's called The Roadrunner." Calvin held up both hands like he was staring through a camera at Hobbes and had a strange expression to absorb the moment.

Hobbes just stared at Calvin. "The Roadrunner?" asked Hobbes. "Why The Roadrunner? Why not The Tiger? I think that sounds a lot better."

"No! Are you crazy? The Tiger sounds dumb. The Roadrunner sounds perfect." Hobbes just raised an eyebrow at him. "Anyways, let's go check it out right now!"

Both raced down the stairs and met Calvin's dad at the foot of the steps. "Hey Calvin! Want me to show you how to ride the ol' go-kart? Then me and you could have fun together waking up at the crack of dawn and..."

Calvin's mom cut in, "After he does his homework though dear," she said sweetly. "Calvin, go to your room and do your homework," she said a little more aggressively. "And no playing, cookies or TV until you're done, understood? Miss Wormwood has said your grades are slipping very rapidly."

Calvin and Hobbes trudged up the stairs slowly. "Dictatorship," Calvin said to Hobbes once they were safely in Calvin's room once more. "I wanted to ride in The Roadrunner!" complained Calvin. "Hey, can you start on my homework now? I need to read my latest comic book."

"No. Only if you give me 25 cents."

"Fine. Here. Take it. I hope you're happy."

"Thank you," Hobbes said as he once again stuck out his tongue as Calvin gave him a menacing look. "Oh! I know this one. 3+333. 5+656. Wow. This is so easy," Hobbes told Calvin as Calvin sat reading his comic book. Although, Calvin's mind was not on Stupendous Man's mighty rescue from the evil Lizard Man. The laser beam kept turning into the turbo flames in back of the go-kart taking him and Hobbes at lightning speed. Oh no! There was Lizard Man coming to get them! Calvin clung to Hobbes too frightened to move.

"Calvin! Will you let go of me? I got to finish your homework! I can't figure out what the problems with the line with a dot on the bottom and top in between the numbers means."

"Hobbes, I just got to ride in that go-kart!"

"How? Your mom told you not until you finished your homework and I'm not done."

"I think we can find a way past her," replied Calvin rubbing his small hands together with a look of mischief on his smirking face.