Room 305, Saturday Morning

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin, being Calvin, had somehow completely managed to miss the fact that Parent's Weekend had started yesterday, and was also completely oblivious to the fact he had a guest coming and that he'd stood her up at the picnic.

Calvin was kind of special like that.

Instead, he and Hobbes were going over the finer points of protocol in reviving G.R.O.S.S. As per usual, this discussion looked a lot more like a knock down, drag-out fight.

[For the guest, but the door is open.]

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[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

Susie had done some asking to find out where exactly Calvin was supposed to be living, but it turned out that she didn't need directions after all.

She could just follow the familiar ruckus.

[not_tylerdurden]

"Motion to censure the First Tiger on grounds of being a traitor to the cause!" Calvin yelled as he flailed his fists wildly at Hobbes.

Hobbes, meanwhile, was doing his best to sit on Calvin's head. "Denied."

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

Some part of Susie was well aware that she shouldn't find the sight of Calvin fighting a losing battle with a stuffed tiger to be both normal and familiar, but she'd passed the point of no return a long time ago.

So instead she was just going to lean in the doorway and watch until Calvin noticed her.

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin's voice was somewhat muffled as he retorted with "And as Dictator For Life, I'm revoking your right to vote on the matter!"

Somehow he managed to wriggle out from under Hobbes and was about to pounce on him when he realised they were being watched.

"Susie?"

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

"Hi Calvin," Susie said, waving. "If you're busy I can come back later."

[not_tylerdurden]

"Oh, no, Hobbes and I were just-" Hobbes took advantage of Calvin's distraction to pounce. "...talking."

From under Hobbes's furry mass, Calvin gamely tried to continue. "So what are you doing here?"

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

And Calvin managing to suffer a sneak attack from a soft toy, really was par for the course.

"Visiting you," Susie said, helpfully lifting Hobbes off of Calvin. "It's Parent's Weekend, remember?"

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin didn't, but he wasn't going to admit that to Susie of all people, second best friend or no. Besides there was one very important problem with that.

"You're not one of my parents. Unless there was some freaky body-swap or time-paradox going on."

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm not, thank god you're here to tell me these things," Susie said, then socked Calvin one in the arm. Hard. "That's for standing me up yesterday."

[not_tylerdurden]

"OW!" Calvin exclaimed rubbing his arm. "You're as bad as Hobbes. I didn't know you were coming!"

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

"I send you an email," Susie said. "I sent you several emails."

"You haven't been checking your email, have you?"

[not_tylerdurden]

"Of course I have...usually."

[anti-gross.livejournal.com]

"I really don't know what to do with you sometimes," Susie sighed, before drawing Calvin into a sincere, if somewhat resigned, hug.

[not_tylerdurden]

Susie hugs were good, as they usually meant she wasn't going to find something to hit him over if he managed to keep his mouth shut and not crack any jokes about cooties.

His success rate with that varied.