I refuse to believe it. I accidentlly erased my Calvin and Hobbes story! ARRRGH! Sigh, well, here's my try at replicating it.

There is a world, full of heroes.

In this world,five percent of the entire humanoid populace are known as metahumans; these unusual beings have the capacity to perform superhuman feats, although they are extremely rare.

In the United States, in the part of Oregon commonly known as Eugene, two such things lived quietly, though only thehumanoid tigernamed Hobbes Pueka knew of their total uniqueness.

His best friend, Calvin Nokuer, was under the false assumption that everyone else perceived Hobbes as he did. Everyone else merely saw a simpled stuffed animal.

If others knew the truth, they might have thought that the boy had fledgeling telepathic powers, and thus changed his submerged conscicne into a living, breathing person, at least for him. Others of a more paranormal beat might assume that Calvin was in possesion of a magickal toy that only came to life in his presence.

Few of the explanations was accurate in the least. Hobbes was who he was, and he was content with that. He lived with Calvin by choice, and they were friends. And that was all either cared to know.

Hobbes was fully aware of his friend's qualities, and they weren't many if you counted positively. Emotionally,Hobbes was easily his senior; physically, he was a teenager. He knew of both their sorry pasts, and was glad that the events of Calvin's 'birth' would remain a mystery to him as long as possible.

They were more than brothers, in a less then spiritual sense.

Hobbes well knew that Calvin, though lazy and easily bored, was an indefatigueble worker when he was engrossed in a project, that he showed an intelligence of someone three times his age, and dispite his brashness and hot-headedness, he was a reliable friend, if not in much else. He could, however, be counted on to fustrate.

Calvin had similar opinions on Hobbes as well. He considered him to have the wrong side of issues on many important things, obnoxious and sometimes a bit sadistic. However, he was loyal to him, a tried and true companion, and with all his faults, Hobbes wouldn't abandon him for all the tuna in the world. Although Calvin suspected he would be sorely tempted.

Hobbes would scoff at any idea of Calvin with virtues in private, but even he had to admit that Calvin had a surprising ability to surprise him.

So it came to pass, one summer day long after they had declared it to be a magical world, that they rested against a tree. Goofing off can really take it out of you, espcially if you've spent the day running around and having fun.

Resting against an oak whose age defied contemplation, Calvin asked Hobbes something that made him jerk.

"Do you think we'll always be friends?"

Hobbes looked at Calvin with some shock. Calvin was looking at him with his crimson stare, and he wasn't going to take a harmless lie for an answer. He may have had his faults, but Calvin wasn't stupid. For the most part, anyway.

Silently sucking in air through clenched teeth, Hobbes finally replied with, "Well, how can I tell?"

Calvin didn't like the sound of this. "So, what? Are you saying we won't always be friends?"

Hobbes thought a moment to consider this. "Well, we aren't exactly Mickey and Goofy material-"

This elicted a grimace from the human. He wasn't exactly afan of Disney in the same manner that water isn't wet.

"But," Hobbes continued,"we aren't as bad as Doug and Slappy."

Calvin approved of this, as they were both rabid Animaniacs fans.

Hobbes decided to give Calvin his two-cents on this."Besides, why bother? We're friends now, and that's what's really important. Remember that scene from Fear Nothing?"

Recently, Calvin had devoulped a taste in science fiction, and his parents had reluctantly approved. He espically liked Dean Koontz, even with the rather revolting romance in it. "You mean how a bad diet combined with obsessive bowling essential means that life is-"

"No," Hobbes interrepted in the nick of time."no. I mean what his dad said."

Calvin understood. "Oh," he said with Hobbes."I seize the night and wring from it all it has to offer."

Hobbes nodded in satisfaction. Besides, they weregetting philsophical,and he had a sneaky suspisionthat they shouldwrap thisup beforethey went off a cliff in the wagon."Exactly. Besides, we have more important things to worry about. Like what we're about to do..in..a..while.."he muttered sleepily.

Calvin finished, also afflicted. "How..about...Calvinball..." he said as he slipped into a dozy slumber like his friend.

Together they slept, as the low melody of nature lulled them into dreams, unaware that adventures would all to soon come.

Calvin and Hobbes would soon make a trip to a little place known as Jump City, California.

But, for now, they were home.

And that was wherever they were.