Calvin and Hobbes: The Movie (REWRITTEN!!)

Chapter One

NOTE: I've decided to rewrite this story, for many reasons. This was my very first story I written on this site (December 31, 2005). There were a lot of grammar mistakes, the chapters were ridiculously short, and the story was really rushed (No details in that story at all!), and the parts in the story were unrealistic. So, now that my writing has greatly improved, I've decided to rewrite the story (The old version of this story's gonna still be here). So, without further ado, here's the new improved version of Calvin and Hobbes: The Movie.

It was after dinner, and Calvin was sitting in front of the television in the living room with Hobbes. Calvin's Mom was on the living room couch; it was very hard for her to see the TV with Calvin in the way.

"Calvin, can you please sit on the couch? Your father is going to be back from work any minute, and you know he doesn't like you sitting in front of the TV," Mom warned Calvin. Calvin obviously didn't hear a word Mom said as his eyes were glued to the TV screen, flipping through the channels with the remote.

"How about Cartoon Network," Calvin asked Hobbes, who was sitting next to Calvin. Hobbes looked at Calvin with big, dark eyes that say, "Oh, God, no!"

"Are you crazy? That channel has gone downhill with those stupid cartoons. Is Edd, Ed, 'n Eddy on? That's the only good cartoon on there. That show began in the 1990's after all, and it's the only surviving cartoon from that century."

Calvin scoffed, rolling his eyes. He always does that every time Hobbes gets intellectual (which is not very long).

"Wow, thanks for that fact for the day, Captain Brainiest! Now shut up and let me watch whatever I want!"

"Ok, ok," Hobbes quickly replied as he turned his eyes back to the TV.

"Geez."

All of a sudden, Calvin's Dad walked into the house.

"I'm home," He said as he put his suitcase on the floor next to him. He then put his coat and his gray hat on the coat rack, and walked into the living room to meet his family.

While Calvin's eyes were still glued to the TV, Mom got up and pulled Calvin away from the TV, and grabbed the remote out of his hands. By the time Calvin was four feet away from the TV, Dad walked into the living room with a big smile on his face.

"Hey, gang, I have fantastic news," Dad said in almost a singsong voice. Mom turned off the TV with the remote. This made Calvin jump. He turned to his Mom.

"Why did you do that?!"

"Your father has fantastic news, sweetheart. Pay attention."

By this time, everyone turned to face Dad, waiting for the great news he was about to announce.

"Ok, hold on to your hats…ok, ready? Here goes…WE'RE GOING TO PENNSYLVANIA!"

There was complete silence in the house; all the entire family heard were the cars driving past their house. After 30 seconds of silence, someone spoke. It was 6 year old Calvin.

"Ok…and we're going there WHY?"

"That's where grandma and grandpa live," Dad happily replied.

"We're finally gonna see them, isn't this exciting?"

"Uh, yeah," Calvin scoffed as he got up from the floor. "If there was a pool there, I would be happy to go! Besides, Pennsylvania's like what, a million miles away? No way I wanna go to a state that's so far away!"

"Calvin, people always do something that they hate, but they do it anyways. Besides, it builds your character…"

Calvin sighed, putting his and on his face.

"There he goes," Calvin thought. "Another 'It will build character' lecture. When will he shut up, and stop rubbing it in my face?"

"That's great news, honey," Mom walked up to ad and kissed Dad on the cheek. Calvin stuck his tongue out in disgusting.

"Just what we need in this house…old people expressing their love."

Hobbes nodded. "Mm-hmm, you got that right."

"It's almost 7:30, Calvin. Better start hitting the hay," Dad told Calvin as he looked at his steel watch he was wearing. Calvin's mouth dropped in horror.

"What? Am I being punished? You know dang well I go to bed at 8:30! I demand that I have rights!"

"Ok, but we're going to wake up at the crack of dawn, so we can get packing, get dressed, and get to Grandma's as-"

"Well, gee, look at the time, gotta go to bed!" Calvin quickly grabbed Hobbes and ran upstairs to his room. Mom and Dad chuckled. Calvin was very predictable. They pretty much know what Calvin's going to do next (but then again, they're his parents, of course he's supposed to know!).

Meanwhile, Calvin and Hobbes were in bed; talking before going to sleep is what they usually do.

"Man, can you believe this, Hobbes," Calvin shook his head and put his hands on his face once again.

"We're going to Grandma's tomorrow morning! As soon as we get there, I'm going to die of boredom!"

"Well, what's so boring about going there," Hobbes asked as he fluffed his pillow a little.

"Everything, Hobbes. EVERYTHING! Grandma doesn't give me any money; Grandpa gives me a piece of fruitcake! Grandma doesn't let me eat anything I want to eat, but Grandpa does, but Grandma catches him, and I get in trouble! I…Hobbes?"

Hobbes was already asleep. His mouth was open, his tongue was sticking out, and he was snoring really loud (sounded like a dinosaur's last roar 65,000,000 years ago).

"Hobbes….not again…."

Calvin grabbed his pillow and hit Hobbes in the head with it. After a couple of hits, Hobbes shot up like a vegetable popping out of the soil.

"CHEESE AND SALMON….huh, what….where am I?"

While Hobbes rubbed his eyes, Calvin started the dynamite.

"I TOLD YOU MANY, MANY TIMES, HOBBES! DO NOT SLEEP WHILE I'M TALKING!! WHAT IS SO HARD ABOUT THAT?"

"Well, every time you talk, you start screaming," Hobbes finally said to Calvin after all that griping he has done in the past.

"Then, the talking turns into griping, and it gets really annoying. How can anyone listen to that all the time?!...So, I-"

"Oh, boo hoo," Calvin said sarcastically in a mocking voice.

"Blah, blah, blah, your needs! Who cares? We have to get up early tomorrow, Hobbes, and do you know how tired we are? I mean, really, first we're going to get grumpy, and…"

"How tired we are…" Hobbes grabbed his pillow, the blankets, and walked out of the bedroom unnoticeably.

"One can only imagine how tired we are…"

Those were the last words we heard from Hobbes as he walked out of Calvin's room, and into the bathroom. Calvin was still talking, hasn't even noticed Hobbes was gone.

Note: Do you like it so far? If you do, Please R&R! Chapter 2 will be here in a day or two.