I don't own anything but the new neighbors. Oh well.

Hobbes closed his eyes and sighed deeply. This whole thing was insane. He knew it couldn't work.
He knew it. But, of course, he was dealing with a superior officer here, and because of recent
scandals, he opted not to cause a problem.

"Ok, fine... this actually might just work. I suppose. But I still say we should at least get to
know her first. This seems a tad bit excessive for a first encounter, sir." He finally replied to
the six-year-old voice of authority.

"We will do no such thing! She's already been living on our block for days now! We have to do
something! And anyway, her sneaky little attack is already causing problems within the ranks! She
has to be put in her place now, or we may never be able to regain our honor! This is serious
Hobbes, and desperate times call for desperate measures. We execute the plan tomorrow."

"Well, okay... But are you sure he'll show up?" Hobbes asked, although he knew the answer. It was
just what he was expected to say.

"Oh, he'll be there, alright. You can trust me on that, Mr. President."

"Ok, fine. For now, let's just get some sleep. I'm sure this will look better to me in the morning."

"Right! At noon tomorrow, Stupendous Man strikes!!"

A/N: Yes, it's short. Yes, it's a teaser. Yes, it's sort of a cop-out, bringing Stupendous Man in.
And no, I don't know what'll happen next. just wait.