A/N: Written because Calvin would never throw out Hobbes, and it needed to be known. I just- I've been looking at more C&H deviations and stories, and I could cry at how sad some of them are. So at least, in my head, Calvin will never grow up, and Hobbes will always be his best friend~
"W-What?"
"C'mon Calvin," his girlfriend complained, "It's just a stupid stuffed tiger." She flipped her glossy brown hair. Calvin stared stupidly at the object in his hand.
"How can you say that?" he asks, voice quivering. "He was my best friend when we were kids…."
"We?" she asked, a hint of disgust invading her tone. "Jesus, Calvin, you talk about that thing like it's real."
It. Not he, it. Well I got news for you, he is real, and always will be. Almost as after thought, Calvin added At least to me.
"He has a name," Calvin said softly. His girlfriend let out a shrill laugh.
"Well then, Calvin, it's just Hobbes," she said, as using his name would make her demand any better.
"But…. I can't. It's always been the two of us. That's who I'm known as…. No Calvin without Hobbes." She smiled a smile that made Calvin sick as she slipped her arms around his neck. Touching his nose, she said, "And now it'll just be the two of us."
"Get off me," he said, slipping out of her hold. "I can't believe you'd ask me to- to-" he stuttered, then steeling himself to say it. "To throw out Hobbes." She took a step back, the look on her face positively disgusted.
"Look, Cal, it's me or the stupid toy." Calvin narrowed his yes.
"I'd choose my best friend anyway," he said calmly. She grinned and took a step towards him. He added, "He's always been there for me.
"Fine," snapped, though she was obviously shocked. "You'll need your stupid toy, cause trust me, you won't have any other friends!" She stormed out, slamming the door behind her. As she left, Calvin looked down and whispered,
"I've never needed other friends."
