Calvin, babysat guerilla commando

I'm back, hope you liked ch.1. Now, to respond to reviewers

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Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I'll keep up this fic, it's a lot of fun to write.

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CH. 2 GUERILLA STRIKE!!!!

Rosalyn sipped her tea. For once, that little monster known as Calvin was quiet. This time, she hadn't brought her homework, in case he took it again. Now, she was prepared....

"All right, fuzz-brain. Get this right. You distract Rosalyn with the dart gun, and I go out the window with the water ballon and let her have it. Got it?"

"Got it."

Calvin started down the sheet-rope out the window, but paused.

"Hobbes?"

"Yeah?"

"If you get captured again, willingly, you're in BIG trouble, especially if you give her the dart gun!!!"

"Just go already."

A noise came from upstairs. Calvin's voice floated down.

"Rosalyn, I feel AWFUL..........."

Rosalyn paused. She suddenly remembered when Calvin tried this before...

"Calvin, if you jump me with that sheet again......"

"No, really, I think I'm gonna hurl!"

Rosalyn took the steps four at a time. When she got there, there was only a stuffed tiger with a dart gun and a rope made out of bedcovers hanging out the window. For once, she hoped he would do something like this. Rosalyn grinned, and raced down the stairs. As soon as she couldn't see him, Hobbes picked up a walkie talkie. The radio on it was broken, so he put it down and picked up a flashlight. They would have to use morse code. But, as usual, his stomach got the better of him...

Outside, Calvin waited in the dark. He had his walkie-talkie and flashlight, and his water balloon, for when Rosalyn came out. Suddenly, the window lit up. Calvin whipped out his Scout handbook.

"Let's see now... dot-dash-dot, dash-dash-dash, okay, so Rosalyn went downstairs, and pick me up a CAN OF TUNA?!?"

Calvin stomped around to the front door.

"Stupid tiger, what if there was something important to tell me, and he forgot because of tuna fish?!?"

He opened the door, and found himself staring straight down the barrel of a WATER GUN?

"Gotcha!!!!" Rosalyn yelled as she squirted him.

"AUUUUUGHHHHHHHH!!! OH NOOOOOO!!!" Calvin shrieked, heading straight for the yard, and his dad's bike shed. In his mind, he was the valiant spaceman Spiff, pursued across an alien terrain by an unspeakable horror!

"We join our hero as he is pusued by a zorg, across planet G57! His only hope is to trick it into a containment facility located nearby!"

Calvin raced for the bike shed, and at the last second, dodged. Rosalyn careened foward, landing in the shed as Calvin slammed the door, locking it!

Dontcha hate cliffhangers? R&R to find out what happens!