Calvin was lying on his bed, reading the article for the umpteenth time.
Maybe Calvin has no friends, so he simply makes one up. You may have had an imaginary friend once, but at six? It's unheard of.
"I'm surprised that this isn't in the editorials." Calvin said.
Hobbes had been pacing the room, wringing his hands. "Imaginary…she is calling me imaginary! I'm with you, Calvin; we're going to take her down…"
"But what if it wasn't Susie?"
Hobbes stopped pacing. "Is that…logic coming out of your mouth?"
"Very funny."
Calvin went over to his notepad and wrote:
Head Journalist Calvin Announces Search for his Denouncer
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It was rainy, as usual. My partner had the suspects. Questions poured down like the rain. Who would produce such lies? Who would publish them? Apparently, the Daily Journal would.
"Calvin? Calvin?"
Hobbes was waving his paw in front of Calvin's face, as Calvin muttered to himself.
"Tracer bullet, private eye…journal…"
SLAP!
"Ouch! Hey, I was meditating!"
"You were doing that Tracer Bullet thing again."
"SO?"
Hobbes walked over to the notepad, and looked at what Calvin had written.
Susie-I published an article about her
Ronald- him too, Susie's bo boy boyfriend
Candace-friend of Susie
Thomas-I almost published an article about him
"Well, the only thing we can do is…what was that thing you said a while back?
"'The pen is more powerful than the sword'?"
"Yeah, that…we have to make an article about something that will set them off…annoy them…make them want to publish another article about me! Then we catch them in the act."
"Sounds like a plan. The only thing is, Ronald might not be mad at you because you helped him make Susie his girl-"
"DON"T SAY IT!"