It doesn't get much better than this.

Summary: Bo is six years old and life just doesn't get much better than that. A collection of stories from the childhood of Bo and Luke featuring the sentence, It doesn't get much better than this.

Disclaimer: I don't own either The Dukes of Hazzard or Calvin and Hobbes, if I where enough of a genius to invent either of these things, I wouldn't be writing stories which use other people's characters and ideas, now would I? And just so you know, no I'm not making any money out of this, and I don't intend to start doing it either.

Author's note: these are stories from the childhood of Bo and Luke which are loosely based on the wonderful Calvin and Hobbes cartoons by Bill Watterson from the Calvin and Hobbes album 'It doesn't get much better than this'. Starring Bo as the six year old Calvin and Luke taking on the parts of either Hobbes the tiger or one of Calvin's parents.

My first language is actually not English so be kind to any mistakes I might have made. Don't hesitate to correct them, I live to learn.

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Math Homework

Very carefully so as not to make any noise Bo tip toed out the back door and out to freedom. "Just a few more steps on my way to freedom." He whispered.

"AAAARGH!" A hand clasped around his shoulder. "Oh no caught!" Bo exclaimed.

Luke nodded. "Yup little cousin, you're supposed to be doing your math homework." He said as he steered the boy back to the kitchen table where his homework was waiting for him. Luke sat him down on the chair and the sat next to him.

"I was about to do my own homework." Luke said as he picked up a pen and started reading in his books.

Bo cast around for an escape but to his despair there was none. He stared at the paper full of numbers and sighed, he never understood math.

After a while Luke looked up from his homework. "Bo, you haven't written anything down."

"I'm not making it." Bo stated as he pushed the paper away from him.

Luke eyed him suspiciously. "Why not?"

Bo smiled, happy for this chance to explain. "Look at all those unsolved problems, here we have two numbers locked in a battle of live and death. One has to be retracted from the other, against his own will. But why? How? What'll be left of him? If I where to solve this math problem it would break the tension and end the conflict. All the interesting possibility's would become boring facts. I'd rather the secret stay's secret."

Luke stared from Bo to the math problems and back to Bo. "I never stopped to think about the literary side of math." Luke said confused.

Bo took advantage of the situation and bolted out the door.

He could just hear Luke yell: "Bo git back here!"

But Bo didn't get back, he ran outside and exclaimed: "It doesn't get much better than this!"

That evening.

Bo sat miserably at the kitchen table staring at the math homework in front of him.

"Now you are gonna sit there till you finish it all young man." Uncle Jesse said as he handed Bo a pencil.

Bo groaned, Luke patted him on the shoulder. "Just think of all those secrets you'll get to unravel."

Uncle Jesse shot his nephews a questioning look, but didn't ask.

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Boy I wish I had Bo's math logic when I was a kid, I would've loved to get out of a few run ins with math homework myself, if only for a little while. Please review, thank you!