Suddenly, Victor, Rolf's goat, ran into the Kankers. Rolf approached them from the other way in, that the Kankers hadn't been guarding. "Thank you, Victor."

The Kankers stomped towards Rolf. He was just another boy, after all. "Rolf has soiled his trousers."

A screech of a bike was heard as Kevin drove in. "HEY! Kanker dorks! Lay off!"

"The king!" said Marie! She stared to move in towards Kevin, but Lee stopped her. "Yeah, yeah, we were leaving."

"Let's go 'play' with Moe, girls," suggested Lee. With a few swift moves, the Kankers half walked, half crawled around one of the corners of the locker room, disappearing into the dim light.

Kevin turned his bike towards Calvin. "And as for the short dork who stepped off his territory, I'll..."

"No, Kevin!" Rolf stopped him. "Spiky-haired Calvin-Boy must be taught! He cannot yet grasp the rules of the cramped space of which he lives!"

"What?" asked Kevin and Calvin.

"Rolf will explain to him why you are king."

4:30 PM-The Closet

A few minutes later, Rolf, Calvin, and Hobbes stood in a tiny closet in the main room. Rolf looked proudly up at the ceiling. "You see, Rolf's ancestors taught him that the stars of tiny closets would guide Rolf. They would tell him what to do. Rolf watched the ceiling of the closet for many days but they showed him nothing. Then one day, they said that Kevin must be king. And the stars never lie." Rolf pointed up at a tiny bit of graffiti scribbled on the ceiling.

"But the writing up there is Kevin's handwriting!" Calvin pointed out.

"The stars do not lie, although it's funny that the stars said that Kevin should be king a day after Rolf told Kevin about the stars. Just remember...they live in you."

"So are they, like, parasites?" Calvin walked out with Hobbes, leaving Rolf standing in the closet, still admiring the "stars."

"It's no use getting through to Rolf," said Hobbes, understandingly. "Just remember, I'll always be here."

"Thanks, Hobbes."

It was almost time to go. The two walked away down the hall together, best friends to the end.

I'm really sorry that this is so short. I'm also sorry that I left out "They Live In You," but the scene is supposed to be a touching one between Calvin and Hobbes, and a loud song like that would have thrown everything off. Rolf was never weirder.