Disclaimer: Oopsies! Didn't add this last time. I do not own Calvin and Hobbes. There…I said…now its done.
This story was originally posted by me at the Calvin and Hobbes discussion area last year, in the summer, so excuse it if the literature is not the best you've written cuz, dammit, I am the best! Oh, puh-leaze, when you review, don't poke fun…the nice and benevolent people at the C&H DA liked it very much…flames will be used to light the biggest joint you've ever seen.
Susie approached the throbbing object, filled with apprehension. Calvin was going to stop her, and later in the future he would wish he had, but rather he stood back and waited to see what happened. With every step Susie took, the thing grew brighter. Inside, a small shape moved about and throbbed, beating like a heart.
Calvin grabbed Hobbes and took a couple of steps back. As Susie was about to touch the object, it split open, pieces of the egglike structure breaking off like brittle glass. A powerful aroma instantly filled the field. Calvin wrinkled his nose.
Susie peered over the side of the egg. It glowed a fluorescent green. Susie was scared, but a she wasn't in charge of her body anymore. Something else was running her body. IT was behind the wheel now.
It directed Susie's hand and touched the thing that lay inside. It felt cold, but suddenly warmth swarmed itself as Susie's fingers grasped it. Its throbbing stopped and simultaneously, it unwrapped itself and attached to Susie's face. It wasn't in charge anymore as Susie began to scream.
Calvin gaped at the thing that was attached to Susie. It looked an awful much like a hand, with extra fingers, the middle one being the tiny birdlike head, and a separate opposite middle that was an elongate tail.
Fumbling around, Susie stumbled out of the crater and grasped for Calvin. Calvin fumbled in his pocket and revealed his Swiss Army knife. With his teeth, he pulled out the three inch blade and ran at Susie. Susie stuttered again as Calvin ripped his blade into the thing. Greenish blood, blue in the night sky, oozed from the hole and onto the blade. the knife hissed and smoked and disappeared. "Shi-" The creature's hole disappeared. Calvin took out two quarters and a nickel, placed them between his knuckles, and threw sucker-punches into the creatures. Susie's knees buckled and the creature fell off and tried to slither away. Calvin jumped and landed on the creature. It exploded like a melon.
Calvin ran to Susie. She was on her hands, coughing up blood. "That thing...but a finger down my throat!" she sobbed through mouthfuls of blood. "C'mon, we better get to the house-" Susie stopped, buckled, and coughed. In violent coughs, blood, mucus, and puke all at once came fuming out of the tiny mouth in amazing and jaw-dropping amounts. The wheat around Calvin became stained with blood. Calvin backed away with Susie's redness on his shirt. She was screaming. Her chest started to beat up and down. As her chest exploded, the vomiting and screaming ended abruptly. Susie slumped over on her back. Sitting in the bloody hole that was a moment ago a chest sat a little pinkish creature, about six inches high. It sat in her chest like a snake. There was a single eye, but it was like a line made by a pencil, barely visible, dark and black. Its arms were tucked tightly to the chest. It twisted around in the chest, looked at Calvin and hissed. It hopped out on two elongate legs and bolted through the wheat.
"Hobbes, we have to catch that thing!" shouted Calvin as he started to sprint through the wheat, following the bloody tracks left in the dirt. They led into the forest until the tracks spread out and the blood disappeared. "Oh God Hobbes, we have to get back to the house. Who knows what that thing is. It just KILLED SUSIE...not that I'm against that, but-" "C'mon Calvin! Rosalyn might know what to do." Calvin sighed and followed the yellow-ochre tiger through the forest.
Panting and wheezing, Calvin and Hobbes trotted into the yard. "Okay, we can get in through the window-" "Hobbes, come here." Hobbes trotted up to Calvin. In the damp evening grass were huge tracks, larger than Hobbes'. The twosome ran into the front yard where they leaded. In the garage door was a large hole, part of it sizzling. The greenish blood was boiling on the side of the ripped metal, almost as if a giant facehugger creature had ripped a hole in the garage and got cut. "Quick, into the house."
Calvin and Hobbes entered the house. Calvin went over to his dressed and pulled out his father's Swiss Army Knife he had stolen and pulled out the blade. "Okay, you get this floor, got it? I'll take the lower floor. We meet back in my room in five minutes. Shout if you find anything."
The two split up. Calvin snuck downstairs, blade comfortably in right hand. He slipped through the living room, glancing quickly under the chair that Rosalyn sat solitarily in, not taking heed to Calvin, fortunately. Calvin then entered the kitchen. Calvin had an idea. The Swiss Army Knife couldn't handle the acid, but maybe a butcher knife could.
Calvin opened the cutlery drawer. He took out all three butcher knives and prepared to go back out into the house, but he suddenly "had the munchies" he said to himself as he opened the fridge silently. Inside, wrapped in Saran Wrap was a sandwich. Calvin took it, unwrapped it, and took a bite. "Mmmm...ham." he whispered. "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED?!"
Calvin turned to find himself facing a menacing Rosalyn. She stood, hulking over Calvin. But what really scared Calvin was what was behind Roz. Hulking over Roz was a giant version of the creature he had seen in the field, except jet black, its giant maw open and drooling uncontrollably. Its claws stood out on its arms, and the large bill on its head was at least two feet long. The creature stood at a good nine feet, and it looked like a killer. Not to mention hungry.
