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"So, do you think we can have an actual talk about this?"

Dad glanced up at his wife. Her head turned away, but her eyes still pointed at Dad. All he had to offer though was a roll of his eyes.

"That tone doesn't suggest someone wants to have a serious talk," Dad bit his pen and looked at the files.

"Well, that's very rich coming from you," Mom grumbled. ", especially with your recent attitude."

Dad bit down hard on his pen, deep grooves being pushed in. Mom looked away, worried that he might explode. Fortunately there wasn't one, but instead came a rush of sharp air.

Dad set his pen down and slammed his notes shut.

"I think what we should do, is talk like adults," he asked. Mom's eyes nearly popped out from shock. Without missing a beat, she snapped around to face her husband.

"Funny, because I've been trying to do that for a while; which is a bit hard because you keep acting so childish,"

"How am I the child here?" asked Dad. ", I'm on trail and I could go to jail!"

"That doesn't give you the right to treat me and Calvin the way you have."

"Dear, you know," Mom cut Dad off by placing both of her hands on his shoulders.

"Look, and listen to me, please, just really listen now," she asked.

"I listened to you before about this, look what ended up happening." He almost snapped. Mom's face fell. It confused her why Dad was placing the blame for this on her.

What could she have done to stop this? She had just given him some advice and her thoughts. She didn't tell him to take it as fact.

"So it's my fault for this trial?" She asked.

"That's not what I said,"

"That's the way you've been acting," Mom began to pace around the room. ", all I did was offer some encouragement and you treat me like I put you on trial"

"So let me get this straight, you build me up so you could yank me down, and I'm the bad guy?" Dad stood up sharply. Mom turned around,

"I built you up? I didn't know that giving the person you loved advice was something bad now!"

"You lead me to believe everything would be fine!"

"All I did was trying to do was help you, and if this is what I get in return then maybe I shouldn't anymore!"

"Like you help anyway, you just stay at home all the time; I'm the one going out to work every day to make payments, I build character!"

"Oh, there we go again,"

"What?"

"Character this, character that, you know if you ever pulled your head out of your "character" you might actually see that maybe I don't want to live with a man born in the wrong century!"

"At least I'll keep myself from becoming a tool of corporations,"

"News flash "honey, you're a lawyer, so you already are one!"

Mom and Dad began to advance toward each other, their range of volume increasing. Had this gone on longer, the family would be thrown out of the hotel. Mercifully, for everyone's ears, the door opened.

Both parents whipped their heads around, as Calvin and Hobbes returned to the room. The pair stopped and looked at them. A long silence hung, like a noose from a rafter.

"Calvin," Mom walked over toward him, ", I, uh, thought you were checking out the pool."

"Oh uh, yeah the Pools closed for today," Calvin lied, Hobbes glanced nervously. Sometimes, Calvin could create a good lie, other times it showed like a Gorilla in a school. ", the janitors said something about...an old woman who had Taco Bell,"

Dad and Mom both flinched. Hobbes did too at the thought, and he knew it wasn't true.

"Please, don't tell us anymore…" Dad said.

"What? They didn't give me a play-by-play," Calvin winked at Hobbes, the tiger, in return, rolled his eyes.

Mom shot Dad a look, then quickly gathered her purse.

"Come on Calvin, let's go get some dinner, we can have whatever you want," she said. This caught everyone else off guard.

"Wait, what are you doing," Dad was about to ask before Mom shot him a glare. At that moment, Dad knew that he'd crossed too many lines.

Of course, once Mom had said whatever he wanted, Calvin's mind completely derailed away from what had just happened, and he grinned. Hobbes looked nervously at him.

"Can we go out for Pizza?" He asked.

"Of course dear," Mom said, gently leading Calvin out the door. Before she closed the door, she shot an angry, and hurt look at Dad.

"The last thing Dad heard before the door slammed was his son declaring,

"Great, and I know the perfect place to get it!"

Mom nodded with a smile, as Calvin and Hobbes excited. Once they were out of the room, she glanced back toward Dad.

"Maybe Calvin and I should check into our own room tonight," she said. That got Dad's attention.

"N-now honey," He walked toward the door, but a glare from Mom stopped him.

"No, no "honey" me, she stopped him, "I think it would do everyone good if we cooled off for a bit,"

Before Dad could think, Mom slammed the door, shaking the room.

Once everyone was gone, Dad sat back on the bed. He didn't even bother going back to his work. This was now the forefront of his mind.

Said mind was currently working out how to fix this whole mess. But everything came to one conclusion; he'd been an idiot.

The drive to Fredbears had been a quiet one. Mom had readily accepted where Calvin wanted to go without a second thought. It both saddened and worried Calvin.

Despite what his parents thought, Calvin had heard their argument. Subsequently, it made him anxious. Despite his sometimes antagonistic behavior, he did love them. Some days more then others but it was still love. Though if it did come down to it, he'd choose Mom over Dad.

But the argument also steeled his resolve. Whatever evidence there was, he needed to find it so he could take back his vacation!

And save his parents marriage, that was important too.

"You've got a plan for us right?" Hobbes wondered aloud. Calvin turned toward him and looked offended.

"I already have a plan, and it's the greatest plan I've ever made; it's so good that I can't tell you,"

"Why not?"

"Because um, because I told you it's so good to talk about it beforehand could ruin it

Oh, boy does that ever inspire my confidence. Hobbes peered out the window, looking at the sights of Hurricane. There wasn't much to the town as it was mostly flat. It was the rather typical small town you'd expect.

But to the dynamic duo, it made their town look like New York City. There didn't seem to be much happening; given how it looked it almost seems like nothing bad ever happened.

"For a town named after a natural disaster that can destroy cities...this place is boring," remarked Hobbes.

"All the more reason to get into Fredbears, get the evidence, then go home,"

"I'll never understand that about humans, there's no balance between fast and slow," Hobbes having either not heard Calvin, or just ignored him.

"Look at this, there's not even a Mcdonalds, that's illegal,"

"When was it illegal not to have a Mcdonalds?"

"They're everywhere right? Then that no doubt means the government made it mandatory for every town to have a Mcdonalds," Calvin explained. Hobbes was at a loss and just blinked.

"Why would the government listen to a fast food chain?"

"I don't know, maybe they gave them money,"

Further discussion of the business practices of Ronald Mcdonald quickly tabled, as the car pulled into a large parking lot. Calvin looked out the window to see the restaurant and became unimpressed quickly.

Fredbears Family Diner didn't have much of an exterior. It was a single story building, painted in a dark red with a porch. The possibility of it being a covered bridge in a former life formed in Calvin's head.

Mom and Hobbes drew up beside him and they too examined the building. Hobbes thought it was a barn at first glance. While Mom had the opinion that it was 'quaint." Her gaze then focused on the startling lack of other cars. For a place Calvin said was "popular" it was surprisingly empty.

Anxiously taking Calvin's hand, she lead him toward the doors. Hobbes got close to Calvin and whispered,

"Is this where the plan comes into play?"

'What? Oh um, yeah the plan," Hobbes ears and face dropped sharply. ", yeah the plan's coming, we just need to get inside."

"Uh Huh.." Hobbes nodded, but it didn't take Einstein to figure out Calvin had no plan. They made their way up the porch and to the doors. Only to be taken aback by the police tape covering it.

"What the heck?" Calvin cried.

"Hmm, looks like they closed it off," Hobbes pointed out. Calvin glared hard at him.

"Thanks captain obvious, I can see that but why is it closed?"

"I can't imagine why…" Hobbes found his eyes rolling, purely by chance mind you.

Mom walked over to the door, peering in at a note attached to it. At first, it was hard to make out thanks to the sun but her eyes soon adjusted.

CLOSED BY ORDER OF THE HURRICANE POLICE PENDING FURTHER INVESTIGATION

"Can I help you with anything?" A muffled voice asked.

Mom glanced up to see a young woman with long brown hair and brown eyes staring back at her. She wore a security guards uniform with a name tag reading K. Hawrick.

"Oh," Mom said, a little startled. ", I'm sorry we thought this place was open,"

The guard nodded and then opened the door to step out. She was a little bit taller than Mom Calvin began to have Roslyn flashbacks and ducked behind Mom's leg.

"I'm sorry but as you can see, Fredbears is currently closed," The guard tried to say in a cheery voice. ", due to an unfortunate accident regarding our spring lock suits, no one except the owners are allowed access."

Mom's eyes widened and all thoughts slammed into a stop. Her brain had stopped working for a second. As it restarted, her first thought was, "Did Calvin not pay attention?" Then it hit her that no, no he probably wasn't.

Calvin, on the other hand, was cursing under his breath. Well, he would if he knew any swears.

"Typical, girls ruin all my plans," He muttered. He hadn't noticed that Hobbes was occupying himself with the exterior again. Mom finally found her voice and looked back at the guard.

"We're sorry for bothering you, but do you know of any places to get food?" The guard nodded and then smiled.

"There's a burger joint down the road, my fiance works there," She pulled out a small notepad and began jotting down directions. ", tell him "Kasey sent us," and he'll give you a discount."

The guard tore off the page, giving it to mom, who accepted.

"Thank you," Mom said. Kasey tipped her hat, turned, then walked into the diner. Mom glanced down and took hold of Calvin's hand.

"Come on dear, let's get going," she said softly. Calvin only grumbled in response. His grand plan, foiled by the law! What an injustice to G.R.O.S.S! He ought to sue!

Since he kept himself distracted, there was no fight as Mom led him back to the car. Hobbes trailed behind, looking back every so often toward the building. Once Calvin was buckled in, Mom started the car and drove away.

This did nothing to deter Calvin's grumpiness. He glared out the window, watching the restaurant recede into the distance.

"So…..I take it this wasn't part of the plan?" Hobbes did his best to hide a grin. Calvin made an ugly look and showed it to Hobbes.

The grin couldn't be contained anymore and fully formed. Calvin's face became sourer as a result.

"Don't you dare laugh, because now we can't get the evidence," He slunk down in his seat.

"Yeah, a shame," Hobbes said to no one in particular.

"Good thing I studied the map, so we can go back tonight,"

"What?" Hobbes lost all of his calm instantly. He whipped his head while his fur stood on end. Calvin gave a replying nod

"The dictator for life must never give up a fight," Calvin said boldly. Hobbes groaned and buried his face in his paws.

Once again, he wondered why he couldn't just shut up and quit while ahead.