Chapter 2: 6-Year Olds Can't Drive

"So what are we going to do?" Hobbes asked Calvin as they went into the garage.

"Simple. We're going to drive into town and do a bunch of stuff Ferris Bueller would do." Calvin said as he opened the garage and got into the car.

"Don't tell me your driving." Hobbes said groaning.

Just get in the car you big sissy." Calvin said as he started the car.

"But we could get into town in a safer way. I'll let you rent a limo, a chauffeur driving a Cadillac, or a Ferrari." Hobbes said desperate to try and change Calvin's mind.

Nonetheless, Calvin switched the car into the reverse gear, and the car slid down into the street, but not into the ditch unlike the last time Calvin and Hobbes attempted to move a car.

Hobbes groaned, knowing he was defeated, and hopped in the car with Calvin.

"Okay, you work the pedals, I'll work the steering wheel." Calvin said as he attempted to get a good grip on the steering wheel.

Hobbes groaned again, as he got down near the pedals of the car, and slammed on the gas.

"Just let me know when we need to slow down and such." Hobbes said as he worked the pedals.

"I will." Calvin said, but Calvin being Calvin, he simply steered off the road and out of the way when it looked like he would need to stop. This created several angry drivers, and caused numerous accidents, but Calvin and Hobbes took no notice.

Meanwhile, a police officer was sitting in his car with his speed gun, and when Calvin's car passed by, he nearly spit out his coffee when he saw the car going 97 MPH.

"This is Officer Watterson, I'm starting to pursue a vehicle that was clocked at going 97 MPH." The Officer said on his radio as he slammed on the gas of his car and started chasing after Calvin and Hobbes.

Calvin was still steering out of control, and then he heard police sirens behind him.

"What are the police doing after us?" Hobbes asked, "I thought I told you to tell me when to speed up, slow down, and whatnot so we don't get arrested!"

"There's no time to talk! Slam on it!" Calvin said as he desperately tried to find away out of his jam.

Hobbes slammed on the gas and the car picked up speed. Calvin steered the car into a secret path that he noticed, and it took them straight into the big city.

"That was close." Calvin said relieved, as he steered the car to a valet.

"You have money for the valet?" Hobbes asked.

"I have some Calvin Dollars, he'll fall for it hopefully." Calvin said, Hobbes groaned.

Calvin and Hobbes pulled into a valet station, and hopped out of the car.

"Take good care of it." Calvin said as he handed some counterfeit "Calvin Dollars" to the valet person.

As Calvin and Hobbes left, unbeknownst to them, the valet got his buddy to jump in and start a joy ride with the car.

"You think the car will be safe? Won't they see the mileage?" Hobbes asked.

"We'll just drive backwards on the way back to take the miles off." Calvin said, as Hobbes face palmed.

"So what are we going to do?" Hobbes asked.

"I don't know, the only constant of today is not getting caught." Calvin said as they continued onward.

Meanwhile, Principal Spittle parked his car in a parking garage, and hopped out.

"He won't get away so easily." Principal Spittle muttered to himself as he began to

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