Hey, me again with a third story. Just because there aren't enough CalvinxSusie flicks.

Disclaimer: I don't like doing this (as some of you know), but I do not own Calvin and Hobbes.

Another Ordinary Evening

A girl with shiny brown hair was in the comfort of her room. She was on her bed lying on her stomach. Her eyes were concentrated on a picture in her hands. A picture of a spiky blonde-haired boy holding a stuffed tiger.

She sighed adoringly. The girl was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear the phone ring and barely heard her mother call to her.

"Susie! Calvin wants to talk to you", her mother called.

"I'm coming", Susie called back.

She didn't even need to ask Calvin why he was calling. It was the same reason four nights a week.

"Hello", she asked.

"Hello, Susie, can you tell me what our homework for tonight is", the six-year-old next door asked.

"Calvin", Susie sighed, acting annoyed, "will you ever pay attention in class?"

"What, Susie, sorry I wasn't listening", Calvin said.

Susie smack her forehead.

"Calvin, why should I tell you what our homework is", she asked for the thousandth time.

"Because, I won't throw a snowball at you tomorrow", Calvin bargained.

"Hmmmm", she teased.

"Augh, come on Susie, how about all week", Calvin tried.

"Okay, Calvin, you win, we were supposed to do to read pages forty-six through fifty-four, and answer the questions on page fifty-five", Susie said, straining herself not to scream "I love you into the phone". How long could she keep her love from him?

"Thanks, Susie,bye", Calvin said.

"Bye, Calvin", she replied, after she heard the CLICK on the other end she added softly, "I love you."

After she hung up the phone, she walked back to her room, wondering how much longer she could hold out. Susie had loved Calvin for some time now. She wouldn't tell him for fear of rejection. Susie was sure that he at least liked her, due to a valentines and flowers he had sent her last Valentine's Day.

She was preparing for bed, when she heard Calvin fighting with his parents about going to bed. She looked out her window just in time to see Calvin being thrown into his bed.

She giggled to herself as Calvin began yelling about aliens and never taking him alive. "He's so cute when he does that", she thought. She smiled to herself as she laid down.

A few minutes later, Susie was sleeping peacefully, but as for the boy next door, sleep was the last thing on his mind.

"Hobbes, do you feel that", Calvin asked with fear in his voice.

"No what is it", his tiger replied.

Something bumped his bed.

"Please tell me you felt that", Calvin said.

"Yeah, what do we have to defend ourselves", said a now terrified tiger.

"Nothing but pillows", Calvin replied.

"Wait, here, we can use the Transmorgifier turn a pillow into a bat" Hobbes said, handing him the Transmorgifier.

"Great idea, okay, here we go", Calvin said. He zapped a pillow. With a stream of light, it turned into a bat.

"Eeeeeeh", it screeched, and started flying around.

"Not that kind of bat, a baseball bat! Quick, change it", Hobbes exclaimed.

"Okay, okay", Calvin said. He zapped the flying bat into a baseball bat.

"Calvin, what are you doing up here", Calvin's dad yelled.

"Dad, you came just in time, there's a monster under my bed, help us", Calvin explained.

His dad sighed. He walked across the room and looked under Calvin's bed.

"Here's your monster, Calvin", his dad said pulling out a toy robot he had left on.

"That's it", Calvin said, throwing his arms above his head.

"Yes, Calvin now go to sleep", he said.

Calvin's dad left, leaving him and Hobbes alone.

"Why do you always call Susie and ask for a homework assignment when you just ask to see hers the next morning", Hobbes whispered.

"I don't know, go to sleep", Calvin said sleepily.

"Romeo", Hobbes said slyly.

"What", Calvin said, confused.

"Nothing, good night."

Please review, that's my motivation to keep these fingers typing.

I may or may not introduce new characters. If I don't there are two reasons. 1. Sovia and T.J. are busy in another story, or 2. the story may be fine without outside help. Sorry for the short chapter they will be longer I promise.