Are Monster real?

Calvin and Hobbes were in bed. Calvin is wearing his striped pajamas, as usual, and Hobbes is wearing his Santa (don't ask me why).

"This stinks!" Calvin complained as he is now crossing his arms.

"Dad said he couldn't give us a bedtime story tonight. Can you believe that?

"Did you say that you're not going to sleep until he does tell us a bedtime story?" Hobbes yawned. his eyelids were getting a little heavy, and he was about to collapse on the bed.

"No...It didn't work...not this time. This is an outrage. I mean, aren't dads supposed to read us bedtime stories before bed? It's like, the law!"

"Yeah...I'm going to sleep now." Hobbes said. He rested his furry head on his pillow.

"Yeah, you do that...hey! I just got an idea! How about we tell our own stories? We'll give each other goosebumps, AND it'll make us go to sleep! whaddya say, Hobbes?...Hobbes?"

To Calvin's surprised, Hobbes was already alsleep. he would snore every now and then. His snores are loud...it sounds like...trucks driving and honking on the highway.

"Hobbes?? Not again...hey...HEY!"

Calvin shook his head, blew rasberries at him, and even snapped his fingers, but Hobbes was still sleeping. He didn't hear a thing. It's like...he's dead.

Then, after four minuts of trying to wake hobbes up, calvin cupped his with his hands, and screamed into Hobbes' ear.

"HOBBES, YOU LAZY TIGER! WAKE UP, NOW! I MEAN IT! YOU ARE THE LAZIEST, SLEEPIEST TIGER THAT I HAVE EVER MET! IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP RIGHT NOW, I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO SLEEP ABOUT!!!! WAAAAAAAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!"

Hobbes woke up immediately. His eyes gew big, like two white dinner plates. His ears shook like drums, and he jumped higher than a flea! He bumped his head on the ceiling, and landed on the bed.

"I don't want to go to school today, Mommy..." Hobbes muttered.

"Excuse me? Did I ask you to sleep?" Calvin asked Hobbes sharply.

"You said that I can!" Hobbes said, a confused ad questioning look was on his face.

"I did not! I know what I said!"

"Bu..."

"Zip it!"

"N..."

"ZIP!"

"But I..."

"Shut up, or I'm going to kick your..."

"But..."

"I SAID, ZIP IT!!!! WHEN I SAY ZIP IT, YOU ZIP YOUR FURRY LIPS! YA GOT THAT??"

There was silence. The only sound that was heard were the sounds coming from downstairs.

"Hobbes, answer me when I ask you a question!"

Hobbes sighed. He was tired, and annoyed by Calvin's voice.

"Yes." He said dully.

"Hey, I told you not to talk!!"

Hobbes just sat on the bed, sulking, not saying anything at all.

"OK, now we're both going to tell a story. I'll go first. Long ago, there were monsters, who like to bug the heck out of little kids. They used to live in a Planet called XXX190, but when their planet was destroyed because of a war, the aliens relocated to Earth. The monsters knew that they can't blend in with our surroundings, so they live in our beds, so they can scare the heck out of us. they don't like the light, because it gives them migraines. They eat humans, and only humans, especially fat kids. they last longer, and they're high in cholestral. that, my friend, is how monsters came to Earth."

Hobbes was at a loss of words. He was afraid of monsters! Sure, tigers maybe the fiercest animal in the wild, but he's scared of monsters.

"Your turn, Hobbes."

Hobbes looked frantically at the clock. It was 8:45.

"Gee, look at the time! I should really hit the hay! hasta la vista!"

Hobbes quickly went to sleep, mumbling in his friends. calvin shook his head.

"Tigers have no taste in scary stories." Calvin said before hs went back to sleep.

Calvin woke up. He looked at the clock. It was 2:30 in the morning. Strange....

What woke him up?

"I probably have sleep apena." Calvin said as he went back to sleep. He was about to, when he heard a grunt. It wasn't too loud, or too soft. It was sorta of a low grunt.

"Who's there?" Calvin said, his voice shaking. He looked around the room. Silence. No one was in the room, except for him and the sleeping Hobbes.

Calvin knew there was something in here. he just doesn't know what.

"Hobbes...psst...wake up!" It took a while, but Hobbes finally woke up.

"Ugh...what do you want? What time is it?" Hobbes said, half awake.

"Forget about the time, Hobbes, something is in here, but I don't know what it is!"

"See? Told you that monster will give you nightmares."

Calvin hit Hobbes with the pillow.

"Stop it...I'm not joking."

"Sorry..."

Then, it hit Calvin. What if....monsters are under his bed? What if his scary monster story came true?

He had only one way to find out. he cleared his throat, and said, "Are there any monster under my bed?"

There was silence. Finally, someone said from under Calvin's bed, "Well, whaddya think?"

calvin and Hobbes gasped. They could not believe their ears. Was there really a monster under there?

Calvin and Hobbes went under the covers, and scream, "MOOOOOOOOOOOOMY!"

"What should we do?" Calvin asked.

"I don't know! You're the genius!!" Hobbes said. Then, Calvin had another idea.

According to his story, he said that monsters hate the light, because it gives them migraines.

"I wonder..."

Calvin got out from under the covers. he was about to turn on the lights, when his bedroom door swung open, and there stood dad in the doorway. His eyes wree closed, so...it's obvious that he's not very happy.

"WHAT IS WITH ALL THE RUCKUS?? IT'S ALMOST 3:00 IN THE MORNING!!"

There was silence.

"WELL?!"

"Mosters Dad....there are everywhere! there even under my bed!"

Dad sighed.

"Me and your mother are going to have to have a little talk with you..."

Dad picked up Calvin and left the room. Calvin was squirming in his Dad's arms.

"Monsters are real, Dad! There are everywhere! You gotta believe me..."

While Calvin was taking to his parents room, Hobbes yawned.

"I guess I should hit the hay then." he yawned once more and slowly went back to sleep. As he was sleeping, take a look at the bed. Notice the green glow coming out of the bed.

Could it be?...