This weeks assignment had taken...quite the turn.

It started off simple- being paired up, one boy one girl, take care of an egg, make sure it doesn't crack for one whole week. Until Ms. Garrison went insane. Instead of being paired up with Wendy, you were now paired up with Stan...And somehow became the target of an 'eggsassination'. You were dashing among the crowd together, 2 forth graders and one egg while the person Ms. Garrison had sent to end the egg was shooting blindly.

"COME ON DUDE- MS. GARRISON, WAIT, DONT FAIL US YET! OUR EGG IS FINE WE'RE COMING" Stan yelled through the crowd in-between pants, finally reaching the stage. Both of you were just disheveled, covered in blood and torn clothes. Stan held the egg up for a moment. "Our egg...is...fine" He said in between pants before collapsing, the egg still okay...and that's how gay marriage was legalized.

And that's how the two of you ended up attending Big Gay Al's and Mr. Slaves wedding...Both of you confused as fuck.