"Oh, I almost forgot," Calvin said, turning to Andy. "Here's my tiger, I've had him since I was little. I know you'll have a lot of adventures together..." Calvin chuckled and Andy let out a small nervous smile at the comment. "Treasure Hobbes, will you?"
"Of course, Calvin! Thank you," he repied, accepting Hobbes.
Calvin turned to the tiger, "Be good, and I know we'll see each other again some day. I need to focus on my studies."
After a moment, he nodded to himself. Swallowing thickly, Calvin turned around and left Andy in his front yard. Andry blinked, wondering what was that about. He looked at his new toy and grinned.
"All right, Hobbes, let's introduce you to my toys!"
"Sounds good to me!" said the tiger who suddenly became his animated self. Andy lost his footing on the way inside the house and fell. "That was smooth, Andy."
"You... you can talk!" Andy yelled, crawling backwards on his butt away from Hobbes.
"No shit, sherlock," Hobbes said, rolling his eyes.
"What... what are you?" Andy asked.
"A stuffed tiger, of course. What else? An alien?" Hobbes said, crossing his arms.
Andy spluttered, watching Hobbes uncross his arms and went into the house. His mom was in the kitchen. Horrified, Andy ran after Hobbes, he did not want his mom finding a tiger walking around the house.
"Stop right there!" Andy yelled, pouncing onto Hobbes just as his mom came into the living area and stopped.
"What are you doing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm... uh..." Andy stammered, looking down at the very un-animated tiger. "Just playing."
"All right, well, go put your new toy in your room and come back down for dinner," she said.
In a flash, Andy went to his room, and Hobbes became animated again.
"Food huh?" Hobbes said.
Andy paused at the door, looking at Hobbes for a moment. "Do.. you eat, Hobbes?"
"Of course I do, my favorite is a tuna sandwich if you must know," Hobbes said.
"All right..." Andy said, running back downstairs.
"What was that?!" Woody yelled, jumping to his feet on the bed, pointing at Hobbes. His cowboy hat askewed on his head.
"What was what?" Hobbes asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"You--you--" Woody tried to talk.
"You talked to Andy," Buzz said, walking to stand by Woody's side.
"Oh, that?" Hobbes said with sudden understanding. "It's a part of my nature to converse with my friends."
"F-f-fri--" Woody stammered again.
"Friends?" Buzz asked.
"Yeah, being friends with toys is lame. Humans are way better," Hobbes said, grinning maliciously. "You will all be gone in a week, save for the dinosaurs and toy cars. They can stay. I will have no competition."
The toys stared at Hobbes in horror. Sid was nothing compared to this new monster.
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