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Calvin turned towards the sound of the voice, and saw Socrates batting at a clean sheet on the clothes line.

"Did you just say something, cat?"

"Mm-hmmm. I said, Are you having a good day?."

"Actually, I AM!"

Socrates turned to Calvin and grinned.

"Really? You are having a good day? Are you sure understood the question?"

"HA HA HA! You make me laugh, Socrates. And I might add, that I'm laughing at you!"

"Hmmm. Isn't that interesting?" He slapped at the sheet. "I'm the new king of the house, But you're laughing at me?"

"Right!" Calvin grinned. "I now know everything that you're up too! You can't do this to me ANYMORE!"

Socrates walked over to Calvin.

"If you step a little closer to the fence, I'll tell you a secret."

Calvin caught himself just in time.

He pulled his head away.

"Step closer to the fence so you can slap me across the face with your claws? As you've done, many times before? Sorry, Socrates. Your little jokes are getting old! That one isn't going to work anymore! Sorry!"

Socrates glared at Calvin, then humped up, and started hissing at him.

Calvin sat down, and laughed at him.

"AH HA HA HA! I guess you thought you could make me angry by hissing, right? Then I'd tear down the fence between us, and destroy you, right? Which would draw the attention of Mom, and get me in trouble, right?"

Socrates glared at him.

"Sorry, Crateso, Your cheap tricks just aren't working anymore! SORRY!"

That just ruined Socrates' day. His ears were pinned back on his head, and his eyes had gotten to the size of quarters.

"You're making me angry, Calvin. And when I get angry, it makes me what to use my claws, and tear something up!"

"Oh yeah? Well if it gets to overwhelming, cat, I'll be happy to meet you along the creek! But if you think I'm going to get suckered into a fight, you're badly mistaken."

"I'm getting angrier and angrier, Calvin."

"And I'm loving every second of it, cat. Keep it up! And why don't you try this on for size?"

Calvin stuck his tongue out at Socrates.

"I can't control myself much longer, Calvin!" Socrates hissed.

"Oh yeah? Well see how you like this?"

Calvin stuck out his tongue out, and crossed his eyes.

Socrates started yowling and hissing.

"Just for that, I'm going to tear you UP!"

Calvin stared at him in total joy.

Socrates dove against the fence and reached for Calvin with his claws.

Calvin grinned, and stepped away.

Socrates' eyes were aflame. His claws were extended, and he had a deadly expression on that Calvin had never seen before.

Calvin was beside himself with joy.

He watched Socrates with a grin on his face.

"Careful, Crateso, you might loose your cool!"

That did it.

Socrates leaped over the fence.

Calvin and Socrates rolled around the ground.

Then, Calvin grabbed the sheet off the clothes line, and started wrapping Socrates up.

Once Calvin had Socrates wrapped up in the blanket, he heard the door slam.

Calvin looked up.

Ah. Mom had come, and yes, her eyes were flaming, and smoke was curling out of her nostrils, and she was armed with a broom.

Calvin turned and gave mom a grin and said, "Welcome to the war, Mom! As you can see I have this cat enveloped in..."

HUH?

Socrates was gone! But how... Calvin had him wrapped up in a nice little package but...

WHAP!

Calvin suddenly became aware of a broom coming down on his head, and Mom was screaming.

"CALVIN! YOU RUINED MY SHEET! GET OUT OF THIS YARD!"

Yikes! Well if she felt so strong about that then... WHAP!... Calvin would just have to... WHAP! ...disappear into the sunset, so to... WHAP!

Calvin bolted out of the yard, ran into the toolshed.

There, he raced to the back of the shed, stopped, nursed his wounds, and plotted his revenge on the cat.

How had he done that?

Calvin just didn't understand. Everything had been going his way. He had sniffed out all of Socrates' tricks, and had even laughed at him. He had resisted the temptation to make hash out of him, and held his temper. He knew from the beginning what he was trying to do, and yet, he had still succeed in doing it.

HOW COULD ONE CAT BE SO LUCKY! SO OFTEN!

Calvin's eyes were rolling around in circles, and he was banging his head against the wall.

Calvin angry beyond belief. And now he was about to do major damage to Kitty, Kitty.

This was the last stand of that stupid...

Of Socrates.

Hobbes was walking down the hill, humming to himself.

"Gee, I hope Calvin doesn't do anything terrible to Socrates." Hobbes said, concerned.

Socrates marched across the hill. About as angry as rattlesnake with a headache.

Suddenly, Socrates saw Hobbes up ahead.

"Thank you, anger managment!" Socrates growled.

And with that, he vanished,

Hobbes walked down the hill.

Suddenly, a water balloon splashed into Hobbes' head.

"ACK!" Hobbes yelled.

It was then that Hobbes realized that Socrates hads pushed Hobbes over sending him tumbling down the hill.

He landed in the creek.

However this wasn't enough for Socrates.

Socrates rolled the garbage barrel over to the hill, and dumped it.

Over a ton of garbage colapsed onto Hobbes, just as he was climbing out of the creek.

Then, Socrates grabbed a barrel full of mustard, and sent it tumbling down the hill, screaming in anger.

It hit Hobbes, and he went tumbling back into the creek, now covered in mustard.

Socratesroared in anger, and sliced the tree next to him with his claws.

"hmmmm.. Hobbes said, scratching his chin. "I've suddenly lost all respect for him."

Meanwhile, Clavin sat in his corner in the shed, nursing a grudge, and plotting his revenge.

Suddenly, the door to the shed burst open.

Calvin's eyes shot at the door.

Socrates stood at the door, glaring into the darkness.

He marched into the shed to where Calvin was sitting.

He halted in front of Calvin and just stood there.

There was a long moment of silence.

Calvin glared at Socrates. And Socrates glared at Calvin.

Then, Calvin spoke.

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