Chapter once Again Co Written by WG.
I own Beth, Cal-R and P.O.O.P.Y
WG owns Althea
And Bill Watterson owns the rest.
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Calvin sat at his desk, it was Friday, the first weekend of the school year, but to him it felt like it had been a MONTH.
He and his teacher had both driven each other up the wall more than once, but not enough to lead into a brawl like on the first day, which Belle had easily won, after throwing Calvin into a turtle tank kept in the third grade classroom.
Calvin grunted as he looked over his homework as well, his parents had deemed that right after school it was Homework Time so he had to get it done first.
Hobbes then walked into the room- covered in bruises, messed up fur and scratch marks, clearly on the receiving end of another death match with Althea...which he had subsequently lost once stumbled around a little bit and than collapsed onto the bed.
"Another "love Fest" with your Girlfriend?" Calvin sneered, not even looking at Hobbes.
"Yeah… well after you get past the burps, the fighting, the bite marks, the scratching and the hitting me with random objects, she is a thing of beauty." Hobbes said, dreamily and quite delusional.
Calvin turned. "She did all that in the ten minutes that you were gone?"
"No," Hobbes said. "I tripped coming up the stair, hit the wall, and than a lamp fell on me along with your dad's really big book called How to Camp for Character Building Morons Who Like Dragging Their Families to God Knows Where."
"Oh so that was that loud thud." Calvin said.
"No that was the entire shelf coming down onto my head." Hobbes said. "Tt took your Mom and Dad a few Minutes to get it off me."
Rolling his eyes, Calvin got back to work on his "Fan-fiction" assignment where they had to write about their favorite Character doing a Crossover...his was Captain Napalm meet Spaceman spiff, at this point he was writing the part where they double teamed up on a demonic werewolf guy called FaceFang.
This kid is NOT smart sometimes is he?
(Co-Author's Note: Nope, I'd say he isn't and is on his way to a butt-kicking)
(Author's Note: WG, stop interrupting the fic!)
(WG: Sorry)
"So anything happen today with the insane ones?" Hobbes asked, sitting down the bed, and stretching out, then walked around in a circle, and then lied down. Yet another mystery of the cat.
"Besides the Fanfic assignment, she read to us a story that she wrote about Scooby Doo."
"Oh really...was it Fangface?" Hobbes inquired.
"No, Something about screams that have been muted...or something...I didn't really pay attention to that one except to the part about the Car Chase, and the part with the bum but not much."
Hobbes looked at him. "Well if it involved a Bum and a car chase then it is COMPLETELY INSANE! I mean that's like putting two beloved comic Characters in a war over Imagination and then a sequel featuring,"
Calvin suddenly stomped on the Tigers tail, prompting a loud, "YEEEOW!" From the Tiger.
"What was that for?" Hobbes demanded.
"You were about to give away spoilers!" Calvin shushed. "Do you REALLY want those two on our backs, ready to kill us both, that She-Author is already looking to kill me cause of the Fangface DVD thing."
They both looked out the window to see the Co author's forehead and eyes rise up along with her machete and hand, which than lowered back down.. Both of them shuddered.
"It's been worse since Fanatic got put in traction by that Robot...See Security Authors Ep 12 For more details!" Hobbes said.
"Quiet you we have a plot to get to." Calvin snapped. They both heard a knocking at the door downstairs, followed by the doorbell...and more knocking, then pounding followed by bashing, smashing, crashing, dashing, mashing, more bashing, dashing some more, ramming, slamming, eating sleeping and bleeping...followed by another knock.
Calvin and Hobbes stared at each other. "Do I want to know?" Calvin began,
"No. No you don't." Hobbes said, quickly cutting him off.
The two walked downstairs, where they saw Mom, and Dad... and two men dressed in spiffy suits, one was wearing a black tie...the other had a tie that said "KILL ME I'M TOO TACKY!"
"Who are you exactly?" Mom asked, praying that they were not tax collectors, or worse Jehovah's witnesses.
"Ma'am, we are part of the Protection Of Overactive Play by Youngsters." The man with the black tie said. He then handed Mom a card with the word P.O.O.P.Y on it. Calvin restrained a giggle.
"We represent Society as a whole and we strive to make sure that everyone is happy and works like one cog in a big machine." The man with the ridiculous tie said. "And we have noticed that all is not well with some of the cogs here, your son Calvin is a busted up cog...that needs to be fixed."
Mom, Dad, and Calvin looked at each other, and Calvin Noticed that Hobbes had extended his claws and his ears were bent. "P.O.O.P.Y" he growled under his breath. "You will not succeed here."
"So your anarchists?" Dad asked. "The government is already going down the tubes. You guys just have to wait."
"No, we are society and we make sure that EVERYONE fits the mold, and your son does not fit, and we make to make sure he CAN fit." The Black tied man said forcefully. "EVERYONE must fit."
Mom glared at them forcefully. "Listen buddy, we are not about to allow you to take control of Calvin's life!"
"No… we will enhance it!" The other Man said.
"ENHANCE AND BUILD CHARACTER!" The black man exclaimed. "To make sure kids follow rules, lead healthy lives, and succeed as hard-working, obedient adults!"
"Hmmmm..." Dad said. "Build up his Character..."
Mom suddenly kicked him in the shin, "And turn him into a NON FREE WILLED ZOMBIE!" she snapped.
Dad blinked. "On second thought I disagree as well."
Suddenly a loud snarl erupted from Hobbes and everyone turned toward him. "Intelligence never said they had a Tiger." The man with the tacky tie said.
"GET OUT, GET OUT NOW!" Hobbes roared.
The man with the ridiculous tie handed them a card. "We'll be checking in," he said, then he and his partner leaped out the window- having forgotten about the door- and took off down the streets.
Mom, Dad, and Calvin looked at Hobbes, who's fur was sticking up as a sign showing he was very, VERY peeved off. "Hobbes… what's the matter? Do you know those men?" Mom asked, concern.
"Too well. Those P.O.O.P.Y agents used to run Camp WACK!" Hobbes told them.
"That would explain why the place was cra-" Calvin began to quip.
"Don't go there!" Dad scolded. "Hobbes, what exactly is that… um, 'strange' organization?"
"They're a group of over-exaggerators who can't handle kids being free-spirited. I encountered them when I used to live with Magine." Hobbes explained.
'Magine' was Hobbes' old friend, years before he met Calvin, who had died in a wagon-accident… almost like what Calvin and Hobbes do, except I guess it was more fatal, maybe the cliff was higher up or something- but we're denying all sense of logic in these stories just go with it!
"We were sent to Camp WACK- only back then, it was called 'Camp Spirit'… which had anything but. It was a place where snobby parents dumped their hyperactive kids every summer so they could get a break, and they were given pills that drained them of free-thinking and imagination, making them like… like…"
"Zombies." Mom said, spitefully.
"Yeah, exactly. Well, Magine's parents thought it was just a regular camp-, they were the caretakers of the place during the winter and we lived in the mountains during that time, in the months the camp was active we lived in the city. they sent Magine and William there, hoping they could make new friends over the summer… but Magine was smart enough to see past charade, how the camp was TOO organized. William thought he was just over-reacting and that the kids probably knew how to follow the rules, but Magine and I did some investigating, finding the pills. Well, we managed to contact his parents and told them everything, and they immediately came down- they knew whenever Magine was freaking out he was serious, as he never freaked out about anything that wasn't important. They brought the police, busted the agents and shut the whole place down
"That would explain why William worked there, being the kind of guy who tried to drain kids of their imaginations," Calvin said, then his eyes widened. "Wait… you don't think…?"
"Of course not, he was crushed by a statue- Lou was talking about his therapy after seeing it, remember?"
"How, all we heard was the crunch!"
"What about Beth?! She still lived! And… and I saw her back in the store last week, remember?!"
"Beth, ran off after her father, remember?" Mom reminded him.
"But there is the thought of William having another accomplice. Perhaps he had other connections to other nostalgia-crushing dirt-bags," Hobbes guessed.
"Didn't Beth mentioned having a brother?" Calvin asked, thinking back to Beth talking about her brother and painting I love You all over his room
"It was probably part of her cover story." Dad said.
"Well, what are we going to do about it, then?"
Hobbes turned to Dad. "You're a lawyer, right? You could start a lawsuit against the program,"
"It wouldn't be that easy. If those people have the power to allow kids to take those kinds of pills, then they probably have other lawyers that can deceive and cheat the case. I think we need more of an investigation is needed," Dad said.
Calvin smirked. "And I know just the private eye to call," he said.
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"Beth? Beth, honey, time to come in!"
Beth trudged into the house, having been sitting on the backyard on the swing. On the table she saw a lovely dinner consisting of chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, rolls, and blueberry cobbler for dessert. For the first two weeks that she's been here, her foster-mother never prepared such a meal. "Wow, Dianne, you really outdid yourself. What's the occasion, Robert get a promotion?" Beth asked, failing not to sound impressed.
"No, Beth… it's just… well Robert and I were never able to have children, and when we found you on your door-step… it was just such a blessing for us, and we wanted to find a way to celebrate."
"So… this is all for me?"
"Yes… and please, Beth, call me 'mom' if you'd like."
Beth scowled, her happiness suddenly fading. "I will NEVER call you mom!" with that, she ran up to her room, leaving the woman heartbroken.
"Master, master snap out of it," Cal-R said, breaking Beth out of her thoughts.
"Huh? What is it?" Beth asked.
"You were daydreaming again, Master. Is there something on your mind?"
Beth shook her head. All she had been doing was looking over the blue-prints, thinking about how sweet it was going to be getting back at that boy and tiger for all they've done and how long she had to wait, when suddenly she began thinking about her foster-parents, Dianne and Robert, and how the couple had worked hard to make her happy… but she wasn't going to feel happy until she had her revenge.
"No, just looking forward to upholding my father's plans," Beth replied. "C'mon, lets get to work ambushing those creeps. I've got a new plan,"
"As you wish, sweetheart,"
Beth froze… for a moment, Cal-R sounded like her father. "What?"
"I said as you wish, Master." he said in his regular robotic voice.
Beth nodded, yet wasn't so sure. But she didn't think much of it, focusing on her goal at hand.
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Later that night Hobbes, was in bed while Calvin was downstairs watching TV, no doubt soon another argument would ensue between either Mom or Dad and Calvin would be in his room soon enough.
Hobbes sighed as he stared up at the ceiling, and starched his arms back, leaning into the pillow.
Tap-Tap-Tap
Hobbes turned towards the window, to see Althea at it. Looking warily Hobbes opened the window and she climbed in.
"Sup striped one?" She said lazily as she lay on the bed.
"What are you doing here?' Hobbes inquired.
"I got bored, Sally and her parents are out at some dinner event and I'm not allowed to come." She pouted, crossing her arms. "And all I did was bite a guy who told me he THINKS I looked like a trophy on his wall, and then asked if my mother got shot, and now I'm no longer allowed to attended fancy dinners."
Hobbes cocked an eyebrow, "Are people in this world jerks?"
"Did the government need its diapers changed and now they have a large rash because no one would do it for Two Weeks?"
"True."
Althea looked at Hobbes, and looked him over,. "Okay what's wrong?"
Hobbes was taken aback by her statement.
"What do you mean, what's wrong?" he demanded "Everything is absolutely, positively, extra
peachy, over easy, franks and weenies-"
"You got visited by those P.O.O.P.Y guys didn't you?'
"Yes."
Althea let out a smirk, they came around about, 2 Hours ago shortly after Dally and her folks left, they thought they were home, when I answered the door, after they almost broke it down, they screamed and ran for the hills."
"Yep sounds like them." Hobbes said.
"So why are you worried?' Althea asked. "Those guys won't win…they can't Imagination is a thing that can never be controlled."
Hobbes sighed. "Because of my past, it seems to be catching up with me, I'm trying to look forward to look beyond what has happened, but I keep getting dragged back into my past." He looked up at the stars.
"Honestly I really don't want to know what the PAST wants of me…but what the future holds."
Althea smiled. "I like that Hobbes, I really do, and I think your right." She said, slipping her arm into his.
Hobbes looked at her and smiled, as he looked at the stars he closed his eyes happily…and then suddenly he fell over, dragging Althea with him.
"Okay Casanova, what was with that, you lead me with something romantic," She said, as she got up. "and then you lead me to then FLOOR!?"
She looked over at Hobbes who wasn't moving,. He was just laying there, still and silent.
"Hobbes?" Althea asked looking him over. "Hello?, earth to Hobbes?"
She picked up his head..and smashed it on the floor.
She stared at him for a while thinking. "Should I…no…not until he takes back the fat comment…"
She leaned out the doorway.
"CALVIN, HOBBES HAS GONE INTO A COMA…AND IT WASN'T ME THIS TIME!"
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Hobbes eyes snapped open, as he looked around. He was in Camp WACK, looking as it did before it had been destroyed and Shut Down for good.
"Hello?" he called out, and it echoed around.
"What no gag?" He said.
"Yes, yes, yes." Came the returning echo.
Hobbes began backing up he was beginning to get a little cheeped out at this point, right then a hand grabbed his shoulder.
He whirled around..to see adult/angel Margine looking at him.
"Hobbes," He said. "Calm down, you're not back at WACK, your just in your mind."
"I kind of guessed that." Hobbes said. "it looks like camp Sprit"
Margine chuckled. "Something you have a lot of catapult butt."
"…You've been hanging out with Calvin haven't you?"
"A little in his dreams, anyway Hobbes, I came to warn you, I tried to do it with Calvin yesterday but,"
"He wouldn't listen, I can understand."
"Well no, his teacher woke him up before I could finish, I think I may have gotten him in trouble."
"Not much trouble then he WAS in at the time, but what's the warning?"
Margine took a breath. "I've come to tell you, that Imagination is in danger, grave danger."
Hobbes raised an eyebrow quizzically. "What do you mean by grave, William is dead."
"He's not Hobbes."
Hobbes just stared at him in shock. "What?" he asked.
"See being an angel I know who enters Heaven and who enters double hockey puck."
"Stick."
"Whatever, and William entered neither, he isn't in Limbo, and he isn't in Purgatory, no one knows where he is"
Hobbes gaped. "Could he be a ghost?"
"It's Possibly that, but he would have to be in Purgatory, unless he's not listed because no one can catch him, it's an angels job to record all the fates of people, and sometimes with Ghosts' they are fast enough to get away."
Hobbes rubbed his chin. "So I should call Ghostbusters?"
"Not unless you can get a third one made, you know I'm still waiting for that one."
"You and the world Margie, you and the world, so first P.O.O.P.Y comes back and so will William?"
Margine looked up into the sky. "I fear so, events are in motion that will eventually lead to Imagination's fall, which must be stopped."
Hobbes nodded. "You don't need to tell me twice Margine."
Margine smirked, and hugged Hobbes. "Good man…er Tiger."
"God Luck Hobbes, and remember to not loan any money to Calvin!"
"Err why?"
"because he won't pay it back and by doing this you will be able to pay for a meal with you and Althea and she won't kick you in the manhood until it turns purple."
"Okay, good to know."
Hobbes suddenly saw the world begin to fade away and then..he awoke.
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Hobbes awoke with a gasp, as he looked around.
A large Safe was over his head, ready to be dropped by a rope being held by Althea and Calvin.
"You guys were NOT thinking about dropping a safe on me!" Hobbes snapped, as he got up and glared at them. "Both Calvin and Althea stared at him and nervously chuckled.
"What Safe?" Calvin said..and let go as the safe cashed through the floor.
"CALVIN!" Came his parents angry shouts.
Hobbes looked at them. "Where did you even get a safe from?"
"Warner's Wacky Warehouse." Both of them said.
"Now if you excuse us, WE GOTTA MOVE!" Calvin said and both he and Althea dove out the window and ran…with Calvin's parents shortly following.
Hobbes sighed and sat back on the bed thinking about Margines warning. All the while wondering one thing. Where was William?
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Meanwhile, Cal-R was looking over Beth with a snort.
"This plan will never work." It said in a voice that sounded like Williams.
"All she wants I revenge and killing them..where's the fun in watching them suffer?"
Cal-R walked away and pulled out another piece of paper.
"Not to worry Beth t, I've got a plan, that will NEVER fail."
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And thus Another Villain is introduced..or should I say a GROUP, more on them later.
What could Margine's warning be about,
Where Is William?
And why does Cal-R sound like him!?
Tune in as soon as the Author writes another Chapter, same site, same story!