Chapter Two

It was 5:45 in the morning, and Calvin and his family were already out. While his parents were loading the bags on top of the car, Calvin just stood there with his jacket on, half asleep. The sky was a mixture of black, purple, and blue as the sun was about to rise over the horizon.

"Wow…are you ok," Hobbes asked Calvin as he was about to yawn. Calvin slowly turned and looked at Hobbes with a weird look on his face. Guess he was too tired to make an angry look.

"Dad woke us up before the sun, it's December 5th, and I'm freezing. I just want to go to bed! Does it look like I'm ok?"

"Yes."

"Be quiet."

"Ok, gang," Dad began to announce in a cheerful voice.

"The bags are safely secured, so let's get in the car, and we'll be on our way! Chop, chop!"

As Calvin and Hobbes slowly climbed into the back of the car, Mom walked over to Dad, almost sneering at him. Her hair was a mess, she was wearing red pants, tennis shoes, and a T-shirt, and she looked like she didn't shower this morning.

"If something happens while you're driving, I'm going to make sure you'll be happy rotting in the ground," Mom said in a low, but scary voice. With that, she walked to the other side of the car, and went inside the car. Dad sighed as he did the same thing everyone else was doing: getting into the car.

It has been five hours, and Calvin and his family were already out of the state they lived in. The radio was on to a station that plays old songs, Mom was sleeping, and Calvin and Hobbes just sat there. Calvin just crossed his arms and sulked quietly, while Hobbes was looking out the window.

"Cool, I just saw ice," He shouted.

"Who cares," Said Calvin, along with a mutter that was too low for Hobbes to hear. Suddenly, Hobbes had an idea.

"Hey, why don't we play a game," Hobbes suggested to Calvin. "That way, we can keep ourselves occupied while we're cramped during a long car trip."

Calvin's spiky hair shot up as Hobbes said that. His eyes were big with excitement. Finally, he was about to have fun.

"Hey…that's not a bad idea, Hobbes! Good job! I always thought that you would never come up with an idea like this!"

"Thank you, television," Hobbes beamed. As Calvin and Hobbes began to create their game, meanwhile, the sky turned from ocean blue to gloomy gray. Then, the sky turned black after 20 seconds. Thunder was heard.

Calvin and Hobbes, not noticing the thunder, began to formulate ideas for their crazy game.

Calvin thought it would be fun to create some kind of ridiculous road trip.

"Think about it," Calvin began as he told Hobbes his game idea.

"Let's imagine that…that…geez, what would be a good road trip…ooh, I got it! Imagine that we were on a cruise called the…S.S. Calvin, yeah, the S.S. Calvin, imagine it! The cruise is supposed to take us to the Bahamas, but 14 ours later, in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, the cruise hits an ice berg, and doo, doo, doo…ALL AHOY TO THE WATER EXPRESS! While you and me swam away from those helpless people, we swam to a deserted island an hour later. We managed to survive hypothermia, since the water was freezing cold…"

"Ooh, I like that idea, but I think we should do a weird face contest…a lot easier," Hobbes laughed. Calvin formed a smile on his face, meaning that he agreed with Hobbes. These two will not be bored any longer.

BINGO. Calvin thought.

After a few minutes, they discussed their ideas. After that, they got into an (Surprise, surprise!) argument over which idea to use.

(Later)

"NO! WE ARE PLAYING BINGO! DOUBLE-TRUNKED TREE! ROADKILL! WHEAT FIELD," Calvin yelled. Hobbes pushed Calvin's face and screamed louder than Calvin.

"NO WAY! WEIRD FACES WILL SOON RULE THE PLANET!" Hobbes then stuck his tongue our and popped his eyes out. Calvin, a little shocked, kept on arguing with Hobbes.

"UH-UH! NOT ON MY WATCH! BREAK OUT THE BINGO CARDS!

YOU JUST CAN'T FACE THAT MY IDEA IS WAY BETTER! HA! B-I-N-G-O," Calvin sang. "Bingo's what we're playing!"

Suddenly, Calvin, Hobbes, and Calvin's parents heard a loud, booming sound that sounded similar to thunder.

BOOM! CRASH! CRACK! SMASH!

Sparks flew around crazily along with bits of rubble.

Lightning had struck the road ahead of them. They immediately saw the lightning. Luminous, and yellow. Moments later, a crater was formed in the middle of the road.

"Whoa," Dad swerved the car off of the road to avoid the crater on the road.

BUMP! BUMP! BUMP! BUMP! BUMP!

Dad drove the car through a field full of shrubs, which they promptly ran over.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Everyone screamed as Dad began performing donuts while trying to go through the field. Calvin saw that as a near death experience.

"WE…ARE…GOING…TO…DIE," Calvin screamed in a dramatic, yet serious voice.

Finally, Dad got the car going straight, and blasted through the remainder of the field before ramping off a shed sitting near a hotel. The car crashed onto a parking lot by the hotel. Dad skidded the car to a halt. The car made a jerking stop.

In the car, Dad was pressed into the back of his seat, so was Mom, and Calvin was on his feet for a moment, before simply tipping over sideways on his seat. Dad sighed before being thumped in the face by the airbag.

(Later)

Calvin looked around the room. They had checked into the hotel until the road was repaired, which could take a week. Calvin saw that the so-called hotel room had no TV, no fridge, and no beds. Instead, there was a radio, a plate with 3 moldy sandwiches, and some lumpy, pink pillows. The hotel room also had a window. Dad tried countless time to get the window closed, but no avail. That window was stuck open. Not only do they get to hear the wonderful sounds of the city, but they also get to feel the cold, December air. Calvin sighed in disappointment.

"Great. No entertainment, no food capable of human consumption, and garbage wrapped in fabric. Lovely, isn't it? Mom, Dad? Could you leave? I'd like to be alone to die now. I think I deserve this, whatever I did," Calvin then collapsed on the hotel floor.

"Calvin, just try to enjoy this," Dad said enthusiastically. Calvin rolled his eyes.

Later, Mom, Dad, Calvin, and Hobbes were in bed. Since the room had no beds, Dad was lucky enough to bring blankets and mattresses from home. Mom and Dad shared a mattress, and Calvin and Hobbes shared one, which means Dad brought two mattresses with him.

Anyways, it was almost three 'o clock in the morning, and Calvin suddenly jumped up and put on his day clothes. After that, he then kicked Hobbes out of bed and pushed him out the door (which was not easy).

"What are you doing," Hobbes yelled as he got up from the hotel hallway floor. Calvin told Hobbes to be quiet.

"We're getting out of this renovation-forsaken place. Get moving. We got a long journey ahead of us."

Calvin then took off, leaving Hobbes standing there.

"Oh man," Hobbes ran after Calvin, thinking to himself: HERE WE GO AGAIN.

"I have a very clichéd feeling about this!"