Calvin awoke, knowing that this was going to be the day where he got back at Rosalyn for all of the crummy things she had done to him, as well as recover from his humiliating attempts to make her miserable two days before.

"This is it, Hobbes," Calvin said. "Today, Rosalyn will taste our wrath!"

Hobbes smiled at the thought. "I know. You got everything set up last night, I hope?"

"Yup!" Calvin said confidently. "Everything is in place. All Rosalyn has to do now is fall into our traps, and we'll have the time of our lives!"

The day slowly passed by, with Calvin and Hobbes waiting for Rosalyn to fall for their first trap. It was almost noon, and Rosalyn hadn't had anything happen to her. That's what the two were hoping for.

When it was lunch time, Rosalyn made herself a small bowl of soup, along with a sandwich. She went into the refrigerator to get some water, but there was none in there. She just shrugged and went to the table. As she sat down, Calvin peeked from behind the corner of a wall and started watching her.

As Rosalyn took a bite of her sandwich, she grabbed at her throat and she started sweating rapidly. She screamed, but only some croaking noises had come out. Calvin knew Rosalyn would be making herself a chicken sandwich for lunch, so Calvin had taken the liberty the night before of grabbing his mom's liquid injector and injected a total of two cups of hot sauce into the chicken Rosalyn would use for her sandwich. Phase one was a success.

Frantic, Rosalyn opened the refrigerator, looking for water, only to remember that there was no water in there. She ran over to the sink, trying to get tap water, but as soon as she turned the faucet on, the cold water launched from the spray nozzle right into her face. Calvin knew that when she ate the hot sauce-injected chicken, she would go to the sink for water and not look for the tape Calvin wrapped around the spray nozzle. Now, not only was Rosalyn's mouth burning, but now she was soaked. Phase two was a success.

Screaming, Rosalyn grabbed some paper towels to dry her face off with. As soon as she started drying her face off, the paper towels stuck to her hand. She struggled to tear them apart, but they wouldn't budge. Right before Rosalyn sat down to lunch, Calvin put Fast-Drying Super Glue and put it on the paper towels. He knew Rosalyn would dry herself off with them when she got sprayed, and therefore, have the paper towels stick to her hands. Phase three was a success.

Laughing his head off, Calvin ran upstairs and into a room directly across the hall from his bedroom and closed the door.

When Rosalyn ran upstairs to confront Calvin in his bedroom, she still had the paper towels stuck to her hands.

"CALVIN!" raged Rosalyn. "I KNOW YOU DID THIS! GET OUT HERE, RIGHT NOW!"

Calvin started talking from inside the closed room, as if he was throwing his voice. He made it sound like he was behind his bedroom door, when in reality, he was behind another door.

"Hey Roz, are you blind? The door's partway open. Why don't you just bust in on me?" Calvin sneered from behind the closed door.

Rosalyn growled, then kicked Calvin's door all the way opened. As soon as she did that, she was in shock. Not because she saw Calvin wasn't in there, but because a bucket full of red paint had totally collapsed on her. Drenched with the red paint Calvin's dad was going to use to paint the treehouse in the backyard, Rosalyn screamed even louder than she was before and demanded Calvin come out. Of course, he didn't dare walk out of the room he was in until Rosalyn was out of sight. Phase four was a success.

In a fit of rage, Rosalyn ripped the paper towel from her hand, along with a few clumps of skin. She wanted to do who-knows-what to Calvin for putting her through all that, but she decided to go against it. She needed to stay calm, or else she wouldn't get paid. She wanted to go take a nice, hot shower to relax her and get her out of an angry mood. (as well as to wash the paint off of her)

When Rosalyn walked into the bathroom, she closed and locked the door. As soon as she did this, Calvin ran up to the door and put his ear to it.

"Five…four…three…two…one," Calvin said, listening in, trying not to start laughing.

He heard Rosalyn start screaming. He began laughing, but immediately got out of the house. The night before, Calvin collected a lot of bugs outside, and that morning, he put all the bugs in the shower, waiting for Rosalyn when she walked in to clean herself off. Phase five was a success.

Rosalyn ran out of the bathroom (after getting dressed again) and screamed for Calvin to go to her at that very moment. By now, Calvin had run off, now hiding outside. Calvin thought Rosalyn wouldn't dare to walk outside after being covered in paint, but just in case she did…

Rosalyn saw Calvin waiting in the backyard, with a large stream separating Calvin from Rosalyn. Calvin was only standing a few feet in front of his treehouse.

"Calvin!" Rosalyn yelled. "Get over here! Now!"

"You see me, don't ya, Roz?" Calvin asked in a smart-alecky tone. "I got an idea! Instead of me going to you, why don't you come to me!"

"When your parents hear about this, they'll…" Rosalyn started. But, she cut herself off. She ran outside and started running towards Calvin.

Calvin, realizing how determined Rosalyn was to get a hold of him, ran up into his treehouse, and reached the top safely only moments after Rosalyn crossed a bridge of parted stones in the stream separating the treehouse from the backyard.

Calvin managed to pull the rope up from the bottom of the treehouse just before Rosalyn got to the tree, closing off the only route she had to get up there.

"Calvin!" Rosalyn yelled. "Let that rope back down! I'm warning you, if you don't…"

Calvin simply walked away and started ignoring her, making Rosalyn even more furious.

"Don't walk away when I'm talking to you!" Rosalyn yelled.

Unfortunately for Rosalyn, Calvin wasn't walking away. He was simply walking to the back of the treehouse to pick up a water balloon. The night before, he and Hobbes made a decent amount of water balloons to launch at Rosalyn, just in case she decided to come out after Calvin.

Calvin began chucking water balloon after water balloon down at Rosalyn. Calvin had thrown over fifteen at her before she eventually gave in and started running back into the house to avoid being hit by any more.

"That is it!" yelled Rosalyn as she walked away. "Your parents are going to hear about this, Calvin! I'm going inside to call them about this now!"

Calvin managed to lure Rosalyn outside so he could throw the water balloons at her. So far, Susie's plan was working out perfect, just as Calvin hoped it would. Phase six was a success.

As Calvin saw Rosalyn running into the house, he pulled out a walkie-talkie he stuffed in his pocket. Hobbes currently had the other one.

"Hobbes!" yelled Calvin into the walkie-talkie. "Release it!"

"Roger," Hobbes said into his walkie-talkie. He was sitting on the roof with a large container of honey. As soon as Rosalyn started to open the door, Hobbes dumped the vat of honey over onto Rosalyn. The yellow goop fell on top of Rosalyn and stuck to her as if it were glue. She started shrieking, but was also confused.

"How could Calvin have dumped the honey on me…if he's still in the treehouse?" Rosalyn asked. She looked up and saw Hobbes. She stared, gaping at the doll in disbelief, but then shook her head and said, "No, of course not. The tiger couldn't have dumped it…"

Phase Seven was a success.

Rosalyn ran inside and turned on the tap water. She knew it would spray her in the face, but she didn't care too much. She just wanted the honey off of her. Phase seven was a success.

Calvin wasn't expecting Rosalyn to turn the water back on and let herself get sprayed, but what he did plan on happening came shortly after that.

As Rosalyn was still getting the honey off of her, she heard the doorbell ring.

"Great!" Rosalyn yelled when she heard the doorbell ring. She ran over to answer the door, and it was Charlie. Rosalyn was as shocked to see Charlie as he was to see her. (he wasn't expecting to see her drenched in red paint and honey, along with being soaking wet. "Charlie!" Rosalyn yelped.

"Rosalyn?" Charlie asked in disbelief? "What happened? Is your leg okay?"

Rosalyn stared at Charlie. "What are you doing here?"

"Calvin called me and told me to come over. He said he thought you broke your leg and that you needed me to come over as quickly as I could to make sure you were okay. I tried calling you back, but there was no answer. I think the operator said the number was disconnected or out of service to here."

Rosalyn checked all of the phones in the house quickly, and indeed, they were all unplugged, just as Calvin had done it two days ago in an attempt to make Rosalyn's job a living nightmare.

"How'd the little twerp even get your number?" Rosalyn yelled. "I never told him!"

"Well, maybe he looked at my number on your cell phone quick dial list," Charlie suggested.

Rosalyn gasped, then started feeling all of her pockets. "My cell phone!" she gasped. "It's gone!"

The two ran outside and saw Calvin holding the cell phone in his hand. He was standing on a rock sticking out of the stream. He held Rosalyn's cell phone out as far as he could, showing Rosalyn that he wasn't afraid to drop it in the water.

"Don't…you…dare!" Rosalyn hissed as she saw Calvin ready to drop the cell phone into the water.

Calvin gave an evil smile back at her. "You've been a great babysitter, Roz," Calvin said in an evil tone. "Don't try running after me, or we'll find out if your phone can swim!"

"Give me back my cell phone!" raged Rosalyn.

"Get on your knees!" Calvin ordered.

"What? I'm not getting on my…"

"Get on your knees!"

"Okay, okay," Rosalyn sighed. She knelt down on the ground.

"Repeat after me!" Calvin commanded. "I, the inferior Rosalyn…"

"This is ridiculous!" yelled Rosalyn. "I'm not going to give into a little runt like you!"

Calvin made it clearly visible he was weakening his grip on the cell phone. If he loosened it anymore, the cell phone would surely fall into the stream.

"Okay, okay, don't drop my cell phone in the water!" Rosalyn yelled. "I, the inferior Rosalyn…"

"…admit defeat to Calvin the Great…" Calvin continued.

"…admit defeat to Calvin the Great"

"…in this war where he proved he was much smarter, more patient, and all around better than me!"

"…in this war where he proved he was much smarter, more patient, and all around better than me," Rosalyn scowled.

"Say it through now!" Calvin yelled.

Rosalyn was clearly losing patience. "I, the inferior Rosalyn, admit defeat to Calvin the Great in this war, where he proved he was much smarter, more patient, and all around better than me." Rosalyn said with a sour look on her face. "There! I said it! Now give me back my cell phone!"

Calvin put the pointer finger of his free hand on his chin and said "Hmmmmmmmm…", making Rosalyn extremely nervous. "Those were some very nice things you said to me, Roz. All right, you can have your phone back."

Rosalyn breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Calvin started walking towards her with it. As soon as he was one stone away from being out of the stream, Calvin intentionally dropped the cell phone into the running water. "Butterfingers," he replied, promptly.

Rosalyn let out a bloodcurdling scream as she saw her cell phone get carried off into the stream, out of sight.

Somehow, it all worked. The plan Susie concocted worked perfectly. Nothing went wrong, and Calvin gave Rosalyn a babysitting experience that she would not soon forget. OPERATION: G.R.O.S.S.E.R. was a success.

"Gee, Calvin, you're taking this very well," Hobbes said when he and Calvin were in bed later that night. "Usually, when you get grounded, you're sulking about it and you won't stop complaining,"

"It's fine, really," Calvin said. "I did what I wanted. I made Rosalyn completely miserable, which is what counts. I just don't see why mom and dad refused to pay her extra for putting up with me."

"Well, Calvin, fifty dollars is a lot of extra money to have to pay for babysitting. At most, it's only eight extra dollars. You made your parents pay more than six times extra what they normally have to pay," Hobbes said.

"Yeah, but look on the bright side," Calvin said. "I got revenge on Rosalyn, plus it was funny seeing some of the blood vessels in mom and dad's necks looked ready to explode. And, two months of being grounded will go by like that," Calvin said, snapping his fingers.

He continued to stare off happily, until his face turned to an angry grimace again. "Oh, who am I kidding?" Calvin said. "This stinks! It was only fifty more dollars! And for being grounded for two months, I should have done twenty things to Rosalyn, not seven or eight! And the worst part is, I'll forget everything I did to her when these two months are up."

"Not to worry," Hobbes said. "Look what I have."

Hobbes held up a video cassette.

"What's that?" Calvin asked.

"When you were torturing Rosalyn all of today, I was secretly recording it so we can look back and laugh at it. When I was dumping the honey on her, I was hiding the camera in a gutter."

Calvin smiled. "That'll be great to watch again, Hobbes," he said. "…as soon as I have my TV privileges back!"

END