Chapter 6: A New Ally

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And one more thing I forgot to mention. In this story, Hobbes can reveal himself to whoever he wants to. So far, he only has showed Calvin who he really is.

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On with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Calvin and Hobbes or Foxtrot.

"Okay, we've eaten, can we please go now?" begged Paige.

"Okay, whatever," Grumbled Peter.

"Finally."

"So, what's the plan?"

"Peter, &&# it! I just explained it!

"Oh, right," said Peter, pulling a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. Alright, it says we go to the tree house, blah blah blah, blah blah, what's this supposed to mean? We vun?"

"That's an r, Peter. We run."

"Oh."

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"Beebeeb! Intruder Alert!" said the alarm Jason had built. Jason and Marcus looked at it. Jason ran to the computer. He accessed the satellite images of his house.

"Ah, here we go." He and Marcus saw a kid with spiky hair dragging a stuffed tiger.

"Who's that?" asked Marcus.

"Dunno."

"Well, we can't let him come any closer if he's on Paige's side."

"You're right!" exclaimed Jason. "OK, I'll go get him, by force if necessary, and we'll come up via the hook bridge."

"Gotcha."

The hook bridge was fairly simple. The only hard part was that it required getting on the roof of the house. You then throw a grappling hook over to the tree house (hence the name "hook bridge") and attach a rope bridge to it, and climb over. Jason put the hook and ropes in a backpack, along with a few selected weapons.

"If we can convince him to side with us, we'll have huge advantage."

"Only if he can fight." Marcus pointed out.

"Right. Okay, I'm going in."

"Jason, be careful. We can't afford to let Paige have a prisoner."

"I know," replied Jason solemnly as he climbed down the ladder.

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Calvin was still hiding behind the bush. He looked up to see that a car was coming toward him. Hobbes stuck out his thumb.

"Hobbes, no one is ever going to stop for us." The people in the car stopped. A little girl climbed out of the back seat.
"Mommy, look at the stuffed tiger! Can I have it?"

"Look out!" yelled Calvin. "Don't go any closer! Can't you tell that he's got mandibles of death? Sheesh." He grabbed Hobbes and retreated to his bush.

"Come on honey, let's not stay and talk to the mean little boy" said the mother, climbing out of the car. They drove away.

"People are idiots." Said Calvin.

"I agree." Replied Hobbes.

"I agree"

"You're agreeing with me agreeing with you? You're agreeing with yourself!"

"Hobbes, that wasn't me who said that…"

They both spun around. They saw a boy with blond hair a lot neater than Calvin's, pointing a double barrel Super Soaker at them.

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Jason jumped down from the roof. He saw the boy having a conversation with… a stuffed tiger. The topic seemed to be the stupidity of the human race. Jason leveled his Super Soaker at the boy, and said "I agree."

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"Who are you?" asked Calvin.

"Well, that depends on who you are. If you're on my sisters side, I'm you're enemy, and if you're not, then I'm you're friend."

"Sister? You mean a girl?"

"Uh, yes."

"Oh, then I'm definitely on you're side. I'm Calvin, and this is Hobbes."

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Good, everything was going well.

"I'm Calvin, and this is Hobbes."

The stuffed tiger seemed to become real before his eyes, walked up to him, and said, "Well how do you do?"

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