Room 305, Friday Evening
The one good thing about not having a date for prom was that it didn't matter as much if you ran late getting ready.
"Hobbes, have you seen my tie?"
Hobbes glanced up at Calvin, shrugged and went back to reading his copy of Tuna Fisheries Monthly. "You look fine without it," he said. "And you don't like wearing them."
"I know that," Calvin replied as he dug through his wardrobe. "But Mom'll kill me if she find out I went to prom not wearing one, and she'll find out, she always finds out."
"Check under the bed, things usually end up under there."
Calvin bent over and started fumbling under the bed. "Why didn't I think of that?"
As it happened, Calvin's tie was under the bed, however it was currently being used as a pillow by a gremlin who was most displeased at being woken by Calvin's wandering hands.
"OW!"
"Hobbes, have you seen my tie?"
Hobbes glanced up at Calvin, shrugged and went back to reading his copy of Tuna Fisheries Monthly. "You look fine without it," he said. "And you don't like wearing them."
"I know that," Calvin replied as he dug through his wardrobe. "But Mom'll kill me if she find out I went to prom not wearing one, and she'll find out, she always finds out."
"Check under the bed, things usually end up under there."
Calvin bent over and started fumbling under the bed. "Why didn't I think of that?"
As it happened, Calvin's tie was under the bed, however it was currently being used as a pillow by a gremlin who was most displeased at being woken by Calvin's wandering hands.
"OW!"