Swing123: recently, I've been busy with a lot of other things, and I haven't been able to get as many updates as I wanted to with this story. Which is probably why it isn't that popular in the comments section. I'm here to say that updates are now going to occur more often, at least once or twice a week, so the reader doesn't have to read the previous chapter to realize what's going on.

Sorry about these big holdups between chapters. They end now!


Calvin ran onto the streets. Hobbes not far behind.

A truck went whizzing by Calvin.

He stopped and took a deep breath in.

"AH!" he yelled. "The sweet smell of diesel fuel! Come on, Hobbes, let's go check into a hotel."

It was then that Hobbes caught up.

"Where are all the hotels? All I see are a bunch of tall skyscrapers."

Calvin and Hobbes looked around.

They were indeed in the big city.

People in suits holding suitcases walked past them, taxis went zooming by, and the traffic was heavy.

"Yep, this is the city alright." Hobbes said. "Not a shred of grass in sight."

"Hmm," Calvin considered. "Let's find a good hotel. But where the heck are we going to find a..."

"Are you looking for good hotel?" Asked a voice.

Calvin and Hobbes turned around, and saw a bunch of TVs in an electronic store, and they all had a fancy looking guy on them.

"Come to the Perfect Wonder Inn! Where happiness is just a credit card away!"

Calvin grinned.

"Well, that was easy. TO THE PERFECT WONDER INN!"

"Calvin that's a four star hotel." Hobbes said. "Where the heck are we going to get the money to just open their door?"

"Good point." Calvin said.

He stuck his hand into his pocket.

His eyes popped open.

He pulled his hand out.

He was holding a brown wallet.

Hobbes stared at it.

"Ya know, your parents are getting weirder and weirder. I mean, hiding their wallet in your pocket?"

"That's not what happened!" Calvin yelled. "When I went past Dad to go to the restroom, the wallet must have fallen out into my pocket!"

There was a pause.

Then, a wide, devious grin spread across Calvin's face.

He opened Dad's wallet.

He pulled out Dad's Capitol One credit card.

Hobbes stared at it.

"Oh... no..." He growled.

"Technically, I am half of my Dad, so I'm only half stealing his identity. And that doesn't count." Calvin said.

"Yeah right."

Just then, a piece of paper flew past Calvin.

Calvin snatched it up, and stared at the picture of a Farris Wheel, and the words, COUNTY FAIR NOW IN TOWN.

"But... hmm..." Calvin rubbed his chin. "Why should we stop at a hotel! TO THE COUNTY FAIR!"

"Oh boy." Hobbes said, rolled his eyes skyward. "Debt city limits."

"But first." Calvin said.

He ran up to a guy holding a radio.

He grabbed the radio away, and rushed back to Hobbes.

He turned on the radio, and a fast jazzing song started.

Hobbes rolled his eyes.

Twenty bucks buys ten coupons, two ears of corn and one ride on the tilt-a-whirl

Calvin and Hobbes rushed into the amusement park.

Keep on walking down the midway, three-eyed goats, and games to play.

Calvin and Hobbes threw horseshoes at a ring.

"Step right up," Carney says, "try your luck."

Calvin and Hobbes both walked off with stuffed octopuses in their arms.

You can tell the sweet smell of summer in the air. Whole town shuts down. Everybody's gonna be there!

Calvin and Hobbes fell straight down off a roller coaster. Hobbes screamed, and Calvin laughed insanely.

Down at the County Fair!

Calvin and Hobbes watched a show while eating cotton candy.

Big times, big top, big crowds, big hair! There's nothing bigger all around this country, ANYWHERE!

Calvin and Hobbes watched fireworks go off.

Than the County Fair!

Calvin and Hobbes steered mini battle ships through a water tank.

Judging pigs, and judging pies, Fighting for the first place prize,

Calvin and Hobbes climbed up one of those plastic rock things with the climbing stones.

4-H club and FFA, working for a better day,

Hobbes sits comfortably in the petting zoo, discussing how advanced 1st grade math is to the goats, chickens, and ducks.

Calvin walked up to a rooster.

"Out of my way, you fool!"

The rooster glared at Calvin, crowed, and came after him with its spurs in the air.

Calvin watched.

"Oh boy." He muttered.

Hobbes, two goats, seven chickens, and three ducks looked up, and saw Calvin screaming his head off, and running away from the deranged bird.

and a petting zoo, yeah, they got that too.

Calvin and Hobbes rush into an art foundation.

And 8:00 rolls around everybody knows the grand stand opens up. And it's time for the big show!

Calvin and Hobbes look at each other in fun house mirrors.

Down at the County Fair!

Calvin and Hobbes rush out of the fun house with cotton candy in each hand.

Big times, big top, big crowds, big hair!

Calvin and Hobbes crash into each other in bumper cars.

There's nothing bigger all around this country, ANYWHERE! Than the County Fair!

Calvin and Hobbes zoomed down a water slide in a log compartment.

Down at the County Fair! Big time, big top, big crowds, big hair!

Calvin and Hobbes watch a parade go marching past them.

There's nothing bigger in small towns everywhere!

Than the County Fair!

Calvin and Hobbes left the park, each of them holding a cone of cotton candy.

They gave each other a high five.

County fair!


Calvin's house sat silently in that little neighborhood on the end of town.

A shadowy figure appeared over the door.

The figure had a gun in one hand, and a rubber duck in the other.

No, I don't know why.

There was a crash, as Chill kicked the door open.

"HERE I AM!" He screamed, bursting into the house.

He looked around.

The house was silent.

He cut his eyes from side to side.

He set the gun and the duck down, and started towards the kitchen.

He burst inside.

"HA HA!" He screamed.

Nothing happened.

Chill cut his eyes from side to side.

He did a somersault to the fridge, and looked around.

The kitchen appeared to be deserted.

"Hmmm," He wondered. "Where are they?"

He opened the fridge, and pulled out an orange container.

He took a spoon, and opened the container.

He scooped some green liquid up, and stuck it in his mouth.

His eyes popped open, and he spewed it all over the floor.

"ACK!" He screeched. "EGGPLANT CASSEROLE!"

He stuck his tongue out, and began scraping it with his fingernails.

Then, he jabbed a finger at the container.

"A foe!" He yelled.

He grabbed the casserole, and flung it straight across the room.

It crashed into the wall, and sent green glop flying everywhere.

Chill looked around at the trashed kitchen.

"I really should clean this up." He said.

He grinned.

"Or, I could continue looking for that bratty kid!"

Chill rushed back into the livingroom, and started up the stairs.

"Come out, come out, wherever thou are!"

He pranced over to the hall closet, and ripped the door off, revealing...

Well, a bunch of coats, some shoes, and an empty box.

Chill blinked.

He searched the closet for a secret passageway.

Yet he didn't find any.

Heh, he and Dr Brainstorm could start a "stupid villain's club" couldn't they?

After that, Chill exited the closet, and checked Mom and Dad's room.

They weren't there, so he checked the bathroom, and the attic.

After that, he hurried into Calvin's room.

"AH HA!" He screaming, flinging the door to Calvin's room open.

A bird out the window stared at Chill, then flapped away.

Chill bounced over to Calvin's bed, and toppled it over.

"Oops." He said.

He searched the underside of Calvin's bed.

Nothing.

Then, Chill spun around to Calvin's closet door.

"I HAVE YOU NOW!"

Chill took hold of the door hinge, and spent the next few minutes trying to rip it off it's hinges.

Don't open it, oh no, that would be too simple. Be dramatic, and rip it off it's hinges.

After several failed attempts to rip the door off, Chill gave up, and just opened the door.

He then tore Calvin's closet apart, looking for Calvin, Dad, or Mom.

Finding none of them.

Chill stood up.

"Oh the confusion." He said. "Plus, I told them I had come to kill them. You'd think they'd tidy up the place a bit!"

Chill exited the room.

"Hmmm, I guess I scared them off." He said. "But where would they go?"

His eyes fell on the letter from Tree Huggers International.

He picked it up, and studied it.

"Hmmm," He said. "His father must have forced him to go."

He put the letter down, and begin thinking.

"Calvin, however, I'm sure would never go on that kind of trip. Meaning the chances of him being with his parents is not to not."

He chuckled, evilly, and began rubbing his hands together.

"Which means that he's either alone or alone."

Chill quickly got out a road map.

"And if they're on they're way to Georgia..." He muttered to himself. "They'll be passing through this weird shaped state here, and after driving two thousand miles, I'm sure they'll stop for a bite."

He spotted a restaurant marked THE GREASY SPOON.

"And if Calvin escaped he'd be drawn towards the nearest city..."

Chill moved his finger across from the Greasy Spoon over to a densely populated city.

"...he's right there!" He yelled.

Chill leaped up.

"MAN, I'm good!"

Yes, another example of a genius/idiot.

Chill burst out the door.

"And now...!" He yelled. "Time to fulfill my VENGEANCE!"

Chill threw his head back, and laughed insanely.

Socrates went walking past, just then.

He saw some lunatic in a black coat standing in Calvin's doorway, laughing his head off.

"This is such a weird neighborhood." He said, walking off.