This one was on my list of challenges for Calvin and Hobbes stories, 'The Many Futures of Calvin and Hobbes'. It's the one for Calvin and Hobbes crossed over with Star Wars: The Clone Wars. But rather than simply explaining it to you, I'll let you read it and see for yourselves. Enjoy!

*I don't own Calvin and Hobbes or Star Wars: The Clone Wars! Though, I do miss the days before Disney bought the rights to Star Wars and began to add unnecessary censorship of the more violent scenes.*

*Speech Key*

"May the Force be with you." = Normal Speech

'May the Force be with you.' = Thinking

"May the Force be with you." = Force Ghost Speaking

"May the Force be with you." = Someone Yelling

"Haha haha! You lose, General Kenobi!" = Separatist Droid Speech

Calvin the Jedi and His Faithful Tiger!

In the room of the now fourteen year old Calvin, his faithful tiger, Hobbes, was laying down on the boy's bed reading a comic book. Calvin recently took interest in the Blue Beetle franchise and the tiger wanted to see for himself just what made it so entertaining to his blonde human. Needless to say, he's hooked like a bluefin tuna on a fishing line.

"Oh, yeah! Get him, Jaime Reyes!" Hobbes cheered as he read a fight scene.

Hobbes just loved these quiet Saturday afternoons. Days where he could just kick back, relax, and not have to deal with any of Calvin's hairbrained schemes. Because it's Saturday afternoons where Calvin goes on his usual workout. One that is quite rigorous now that Hobbes thinks about it.

Our favorite tiger was startled out of his reading by the rather abrupt slamming open of Calvin's bedroom door, causing him to drop the comic he was reading. He looked up and there stood Calvin, red in the face with anger so great, Hobbes could barely stand to be in the same room as him! The only reason he was now is because he can sense that Calvin's anger isn't aimed at him.

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! MY LIFE HAS OFFICIALLY BECOME A LIVING NIGHTMARE!" roared Calvin.

Calvin certainly has changed quite a bit from the six year old he once was. He's much taller now, almost tall enough to look his mother in the eye at 5'7" inches tall. He's also got a lean and muscular build due to his parents signing him up to unwillingly participate in things like soccer, hockey, lacrosse, and football. The only things his parents signed him up for per Calvin's request were karate, judo, fencing, and boxing, and that's only because they saw that the school bully, Moe, and his gang were getting more and more violent and have begun to use more lethal methods to take what they want. Calvin still wears his iconic red and black striped T-shirt, black jeans and red sneakers, just in a bigger size due to his growth spurt. His hair has also retained its spiky nature, but Calvin rebelled a little and got a streak of black dyed into the largest spike.

While his parents, especially his mother, had been mad about that at first they later admitted that it looks good on Calvin. Once they calmed down and grounded him for a month for getting it without their permission, of course.

But that's not why Calvin was mad. No, this had to do with the fact that this time, Calvin's parents have gone too far. He stomped up to his bed after slamming the door shut and locking it with a series of new locks he installed. These locks involved a sliding bar, a block of wood with steel bars, a chain lock, a downward sliding bar of metal, and four crisscrossing chains held shut by a large padlock.

"Another eventful talk with your parents, bud?" Hobbes asked as Calvin sat down next to him.

"You could say that." Calvin replied as he ran a hand through his hair.

Calvin sighed and attempted to calm down, but it was hard to do after the fight that he just had with his parents. Some things were said. Things that can't just be taken back or forgotten so easily. Especially considering neither party was willing to bend to the other's will.

"Mom and Dad don't like how I'm not doing as they think I should be doing in life! Don't want me to be myself and just conform to their way of doing things and thinking! So they're sending me to boot camp next week! THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!" Calvin ranted. "I don't have to put up with any more of those two's ludicrous way of doing things! I'm leaving for good!"

"Gosh…! Can you really just up and leave like you're planning?" Hobbes asked.

He understands why his best friend would want to do something so drastic, but he doesn't want him to end up possibly doing something he'll regret later on. But Calvin wasn't budging.

"Why not? It's not like I ever ASKED to be their son. I wasn't even consulted!" Calvin stated before adding "The only reason they ARE my parents is because I was BORN from them!"

Hobbes put a hand on his chin and asked "A biological conspiracy, huh?"

Calvin said nothing as he walked to his closet and pulled out a large suitcase. If he was going to leave home, he'd have to do so as quick as possible. Meaning he has to pack now and leave tonight in order to get a good distance away from the house. Hobbes, seeming to know what his longtime friend was thinking, began to try and talk some sense into him.

"Calvin, I know what you're thinking here, and what you're doing isn't the right thing! I don't agree with what your parents want to do either, but running away isn't the answer! Where will you even go? What will you eat?"

"I'll probably just be a travelling nomad for a little while, never staying in one place for longer than absolutely necessary. As for food, I'll pack a few rations later tonight, and when those run out it still won't be a problem. I've watched plenty of wilderness survival shows, so I know to look out for edible plants, animals, and insects. It won't be an easy life, but it's better than being forced into boot camp by my parents!" Calvin replied.

Hobbes facepalmed with an audible slap at his friend's response. In hindsight, he really should have seen something like this coming. And he knows from past experience that once Calvin sets his mind to something, he's going through with it not matter what you say to try and stop him. Hobbes knows. He's tried. So, with a tired sigh, Hobbes resigned himself to his fate of helping his friend escape from this prison and those wardens he calls parents.

"When exactly do you plan to leave this house?" Hobbes asked as he grabbed a small rucksack.

"I was planning on like eleven thirty tonight." Calvin replied as he folded some clothes and put them in his suitcase.

"What? We can't leave then! That's too soon!" Hobbes exclaimed.

Calvin raised an eyebrown as he came to the realization that Hobbes was right.

"Oh yeah. Mom and Dad will still be up then."

"We'll have to wait at least an hour after that." Hobbes added. "In the meantime, should I take the yo-yo, or the bubbles? Or both?"

Calvin rolled his eyes at that line of thinking. This was almost a repeat performance of when the two of them started that old club, G.R.O.S.S. Get Rid Of Slimy GirlS. Boy, what a great club that turned out to be back in the day.

But this was no time for him to think back on old times. He's got a lot of preparation to do before he and Hobbes leave tonight. If they don't take this opportunity now, who knows when they'll get another chance before his parents ship him off to boot camp? Therefore, escape is priority number one on the list of priorities here! So, Calvin began to pack more and more of his essentials under the guise that he had given up and was getting himself ready to leave next week. His parents easily bought such an obvious lie.

He packed seven changes of clothes, six comic books, his toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste, and this odd blue crystal that had a crack in it. His grandpa had given it to him on his tenth birthday, telling him it was a very special crystal. Calvin's granddad had also told him this: "When the time is right, you'll know what makes that crystal so special."

This had happened before his grandpa ended up dying in a car accident not even a week later. Even now, Calvin has trouble coping with the loss of his grandpa. One of the only adults who understood Calvin and accepted him for who he is instead of going to great lengths to try and change him into something and someone he's not.

Calvin knew he'd have to pack the food later tonight after his parents had gone to sleep. But until then, he was content to wait for the right moment to make his move. Finally, after fourteen years of his life spent in this prison, Calvin would be free at long last! Him and Hobbes both!

All that's left to do… Is wait...

*To Be Continued…*

Well, everyone, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of the story, because I had a lot of fun writing it. And I did find it hard to actually write it at times, because there were moments where I was thinking 'Do I want to write it like this?'. But I made it through, the chapter's up, and the story is now in the process of being written. Also, here is a schedule for the stories I'm going to be focusing on for a full month.

Remainder of July: Calvin and Hobbes in Star Wars: The Clone Wars

August: An Arc Jinchuriki

September: From Slave To Sith

October: Star Wars: The Dragon Wars Version 2

November: Pokemon Red - Barriss' Redemption

December: To Be Renamed (Revenge of Maul?)

*I am accepting suggestions for the names of Calvin's mom and dad.*