Author's Note: Sorry for the couple-months-long hiatus. I was beginning to get kinda bored with The Shapeshifter From Space, and after I finished it, I kinda forgot about writing fanfiction. I wanted to continue around December, but Super Smash Bros Ultimate came out and took over most of my life, then Christmas came and I got a new game or two, and then I went out and stayed at a couple of hotels without bringing my computer, but now that's all done and I can get back to writing. I'd also like to add that this isn't connected to The Shapeshifter From Space at all, since I felt that one could use a major rewrite, so you don't have to read that one. If you have read that one, you can disregard it. Now that I've finished rambling, on with the show!

EDIT: So. It's been a while, and I've decided to give some of the older chapters a bit of a rewrite. Nothing too major, just bringing some of the weaker bits up to speed. I don't have too much of a schedule, so just put this on your checklist and drop by whenever you get a notification. After all that's done, maybe I'll make a sequel or something. In the meantime, you can check out what I'm doing on Fantendo. I'll see you there!


It was a peaceful, sunny summer day. It was the last day of school, and it was only a matter of time before the children got home and loudly celebrated. However, school was still in progress, and until they got home, their parents were enjoying the peace.

Just then, a yellow school bus drove up to the sidewalk next to a little two-story house, and it's doors opened. Suddenly, a six-year-old with blond, spiky hair and a red shirt with stripes burst out of the bus at high speed, laughing like a loon.

"I'M FREE!" he shouted. "I'M FINALLY FREE! YOU USED TO CAGE ME AND LECTURE ME ALL YOU WANTED, BUT THOSE DAYS ARE OVER! I'M FREEEEEE!"

Well then. So much for peace.

The bus driver simply rolled his eyes as Calvin continued to loudly yell from the sidewalk, and drove the bus to it's next stop.

"YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT!" Calvin shouted as he walked toward the door to his home. "DRIVE AWAY WITH YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS! FOREVER YOU WILL KNOW THAT YOU HAVE FAILED, FOR I AM CALVIN THE-"

As he opened the door, Calvin was abruptly cut off by a blur of orange and black bursting out of the doorway and slamming into him, sending them both flying across the front yard.

Calvin was dazed for a moment, before shaking his head and discovering that his attacker was none other than Hobbes. For those not in the know, Hobbes was Calvin's best and most constant friend, despite all the fights they got into. Also, Hobbes just so happened to be a tiger with a pair of opposable thumbs and the ability to stand on two legs. At the moment, he was busy laughing his head off.

Calvin glared as he stood up, brushing dust and dirt from the impact off himself. He left Hobbes behind to finish laughing as he entered his house.


Calvin's mom was in the living room, sitting on the couch and reading a book, when she heard the shouting and the sound of a door opening that signaled her son returning from school. She sighed.

'Guess it's time to tell him the news.' she thought.

She stood up and walked over to the kitchen, where she found that her son, for whatever reason, looked beaten up and covered in dirt, like he always seemed to be when he came back to school. She had given up trying to figure out the reason behind this a long time ago. Whenever she asked what had happened, the most she'd get out of him was something along the lines of "Sometimes I wish I had a gerbil instead."

"Hi, Calvin." said Mom. "I see you're back from school."

Upon hearing those words, Calvin seemed to have a sudden burst of energy.

"Yes, I have escaped that wretched prison forever! Hahaha!"

Mom tried her best not to roll her eyes.

"Calvin," she said, "I have something important to tell you."

"What?" asked Calvin. "Have scientists discovered a way to revive dinosaurs?"

"No, it's not that." replied Mom.

"Have alien forces begun their invasion to enslave humanity?"

"No, Calvin."

"Is there an outbreak of a deadly plague that turns you into a ravenous, flesh-eating zombie?

"No, Calvin."

"Has Christmas come early?"

Mom sighed. "Calvin, I've signed you up for a summer camp." She handed him a pamphlet, which he accepted and looked at.

"Oh," said Calvin. "Huh. I thought it was actually something important." And with that, he turned and walked away.

Mom blinked as a look of surprise appeared on her face, and she took an involuntary step back without realizing it. For a kid who absolutely hated rules and education with every fiber in his body, Calvin was taking the news alarmingly well. Was there something wrong with him?

It was then Mom's words registered to Calvin, and he turned and let out a loud "WHAAAAAAT?!"

Mom sighed, partially out of relief. There was nothing wrong with him. Well, nothing wrong by Calvin standards, at least.

However, this meant that there would be a lot of screaming and shouting from the spiky-haired boy. Lots and lots of shouting.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Calvin shouted. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!"

"Calvin-" Mom began.

"I JUST GOT OUT OF SCHOOL! I WAS FORCED TO SIT IN A CLASSROOM FIVE DAYS A WEEK FOR ALMOST TEN WEEKS!"

"Calvin-" Mom tried again.

"YOU'RE DEPRIVING ME OF MY RIGHTS! MY FREEDOM! MY LIBERTY! MY-"

"CALVIN!" Mom shouted, cutting Calvin off. That certainly got his attention.

Mom knelt down to Calvin's level. "Look, Calvin, I know you don't like this, but sometimes in life you have to do things that you don't want to do. Besides, you might actually have some fun there."

"It has school in the name. School is not fun. Therefore, summer school is not going to be fun." Calvin retorted.

Mom sighed. "You should probably start packing for the trip."

As Calvin began walking to his room, Mom said to him, "Also, it's a summer camp, not a summer school."


Hobbes was laying on Calvin's bed, reading a comic book, when Calvin walked through the door with a very unhappy look on his face.

"You certainly took your time coming up here." Hobbes said.

"Oh, shut up." Calvin grumbled. "Mom's sending me off to summer school, and I need you to get off your furry behind and help me pack."

Hobbes raised an eyebrow as Calvin took out a little blue-and-green backpack and started cramming all sorts of assorted objects into it.

"Why should I?" he asked. "I've already got comfortable here, and you never said anything about me going. Besides, it's a summer camp, not a summer school. You should really learn to remember this kind of stuff."

Calvin glared at him as he continued putting whatever he felt was necessary into his backpack. "If I'm going to suffer, you're coming with me. We're all in this together."

Hobbes grumbled. "I don't see why I should let you bring me to a place where I'll suffer."

"Oh, and one more thing." Calvin said.

"What?" asked Hobbes.

"I packed all the tuna in the house."

"WHAT?"

"I said, I packed all the tuna in the house!"

"But how?" asked Hobbes. "We just got more tuna two days ago!"

"I've been working on creating a little pocket dimension where I can store all my stuff." Calvin explained, with a noticeable amount of pride in his voice. He gestured to the backpack. "You know, in case we have to go somewhere and we need to bring the essentials. So far, I've managed to get this thing to be much bigger on the inside, but not to the level of 'Infinite storage dimension.'"

"Oh joy." Hobbes said. "Now he can bring all the tuna in the house with him wherever he goes. Either I go with him, or I have no tuna."

"Take your pick, Hobbes." Calvin said smugly.

Hobbes considered his options for a moment. "Well, I think we still have some salmon left..."

"Also packed." Calvin said.

"What about the swordfish?"

"Packed that one too."

"The mahi-mahi?"

"Yep."

"Even the sardines?"

"Even the sardines." Calvin said. "I've got every fish in the house in here." He patted the backpack, grinning smugly.

Hobbes groaned. "I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope!"

With a sigh, Hobbes reluctantly went to help Calvin pack for summer camp.


Later that day, Calvin's neighbor Susie was having a tea party with her toys in her yard. Susie had brown, neatly combed hair, and was wearing overalls over her shirt, both of which were purple. Susie was smart, polite, orderly, and took school seriously-In other words, the complete opposite of Calvin. Naturally, she and Calvin were on opposite sides most of the time. Still, there were times when they got along together, though these times were rare.

When Susie saw Calvin walking up the sidewalk with a sour expression on his face, she knew that this probably wasn't going to be one of those times.

"Hi, Calvin." she said. "Is there something wrong?"

"Why, yes, Susie." Calvin responded. "There is something wrong: I'M GOING TO SUMMER SCHOOL!"

Susie blinked. "Oh." she said.

"OF ALL THE INJUSTICES MY MOTHER HAD TO FORCE UPON ME, IT WAS SENDING ME TO SUMMER CAMP!" Calvin continued to rant. "IT'S AN OUTRAGE! A VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS! WHY, I'VE GOT HALF A MIND TO-"

"I thought you were going to summer school?" asked Susie, interrupting Calvin's loud rant.

Calvin blinked. "Pardon?" he asked.

"You said you were going to summer school, but then you said summer camp instead." Susie explained.

"No, I'm pretty sure I said I was going to summer camp the whole time" Calvin told her.

Susie sighed, knowing that Calvin would never admit that he was wrong. "Anyways, which camp are you going to?"

"Oh," said Calvin. "I don't know. Mom gave me a pamphlet, but I think I dropped it in my bout of panic..."

Susie tried her best not to roll her eyes.

"Oh, you say you got the pamphlet for me? Thanks, Hobbes!" Calvin said to his stuffed tiger Hobbes, which Susie just noticed that he had been carrying around.

Calvin opened the pamphlet and read it. "It says here that the place is called 'Camp Scientist.'"

"Camp Scientist?" Susie asked. "That's the same summer camp I go to."

"WHAT!?" Calvin shouted.

Susie nodded. "A lot of people at our school go there, actually. There's me, Candace, Ronald, Jessica..."

Suddenly, a new, yet familiar voice reached their ears. "Hey, Twinky!"

Calvin's face immediately blanched. He recognized that voice, and it never meant anything good. His fears were confirmed as Moe, the local school bully, trudged up the sidewalk towards him.

Moe was big, buff, and, quite frankly, not too smart. Still, he was big and buff, and his favorite pastime was pounding smaller kids into the closest wall, and that was generally enough of an incentive for everyone to steer clear of him. He wore a black T-shirt with a skull on it, and his hair covered his eyes. No, I don't know how he sees through that haircut. Don't ask.

Anyways, back to the story. Moe walked up to Calvin, a grin on his face. "I heard you're going to the same summer camp that I got to."

"Is the camp you go to, by any chance, called 'Camp Scientist?'" asked Calvin nervously. "Because that's the camp that I'm going to."

"Yup!" said Moe. "Have fun getting pounded into bean paste for a week! Hahaha!"

As Moe walked away, Calvin sank to his knees. "I'm doomed."

"Hey, it's not like it's all bad, right?" Susie said. "I'm sure the counselors will stop any bullying at the camp."

Calvin, now lying facedown of the cement, repeated a muffled, "Doooomed."


It was bedtime, and Calvin was laying in his bed, wide awake.

"I can't sleep, Hobbes." Calvin said. "I can't stop thinking of the summer camp. Who knows what they're going to do to me there."

"Don't forget that you're dragging me there by bringing all the fish in the house with you." Hobbes grumbled. "Now I have to go there with you, and now I can't sleep thinking about the camp either."

"At least were all in this together." Calvin pointed out.

Without much left to say, the two settled for staring up at the ceiling together.


Author's Note: Yeah, I know, that was kinda short. Don't worry, the next chapters are quite a fair bit longer. This was more of a setup get you hooked for what comes next. Hope your interest has been piqued with this, and that you'll keep reading 'till the end. See you next time!