Pearl needs a place to stay

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Finally done with all those questions, Pearl walked through the gates of the park. She'd have been more surprised and awed by the sights around her if she weren't so exhausted.

Though it was only mid-day here, she'd left home late at night and due to the stresses of the last few days hadn't slept in going on sixty hours. Her body sagged as her little legs dragged her to where Mr. Mouse told her that Miss Susan lived: the last building on the right hand side of the street before the statue.

Eyes drooping, she knocked softly on the door.

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[irrepressible-c.livejournal.com]

Pillowcases make good stand-ins for suitcases. Well, quick stand-ins, anyway.

"So where are we going?" asked Hobbes, holding the case open as Calvin hurled in various items: his transmogrifier gun, various interesting rocks, a half-empty pack of chewing gum, a copy of the Odyssey they'd been working their way through.*

"Away."

"Okay."

"We'll go..." The full magnitude of it being impossible to go home had never really hit Calvin. Fortunately, his sense of pride was too strong for him to give in now, and admit he wanted to leave Disneyland for his boring old hometown and Mom and Dad. Reality, once again, approaches Calvin and does a hard swerve at the last minute.

"We'll go on that safari we've been talking about! Here, wear your pith helmet. We can look for other tigers, and see if they'll let us live with them."

"Tigers aren't herd animals," said Hobbes in a tone of mild offense. "We live alone and hunt alone."

"Well, then, we'll do that!" Calvin handed his backpack to Hobbes and slung the pillowcase over one shoulder, Hogfather Santa Claus-style. "We'll lurk in the shadows and be lone wolv...tigers together. Now shut up for a second."

Fortunately (or unfortunately) Susan was in the childcare station as they snuck away; Calvin's idea of stealth was to inch along walls while humming the tune from Mission Impossible under his breath. And then to run like heckfire. Considering he had to stop at one point to pick up a package of balloons that had fallen out of his inadequately-zipped backpack, they made good time to Adventureland.

* Monsters, giants, dead people drinking blood, people getting changed into animals: a surefire hit with Calvin. He generally skipped over the bits that looked like they might be mushy, though.

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Furious and deeply worried, Susan paused a moment to wonder why on earth Pearl would have run off. The girl seemed acutely eager to please -- could Calvin's burst of temper have -- oh damn.

She wasn't going to yell at Calvin, or even really try to guilt-trip him; she just wanted to make him aware that his actions had consequences and --

She stood at the door of his room. The silence in the First Aid station was deafening, and she noticed gloomily the absence of the transmogrifier and the book.

"Oh, sod!"

((And Susan's day will continue in a new open RP, I think.))