Today was a beautiful day. The birds were chirping, and the breeze was just right. Arthur laid awake in bed. It was the first day of summer, and there were a lot of things to do before it ended for sure. He jumped out of bed, and left his bedroom hoping to reached the kitchen table, until D.W., arms crossed, approached him.
"Mom told me that we have to go grocery shopping for her because she's busy," she yanked his hand, "So what are you waiting for, slowpoke? Dress up!" and threw him into his room. Great, the first day and we've already got a problem!
"Hold my hand, Arthur! You don't want me coming home as a mutilated corpse, do you?" The street was bustling with activity, it was normally quite still for a summer's morning like this. It must be a holiday, or some celebrity is here. Arthur was lost in his train of thought until they had reached the supermarket.
'Alright, here's the list. D.W., go do this half of the list, and I'll do the other half," Arthur got out a notepad and a pencil, "I'll copy down my half and you'll have the list, okay?" and he left for the produce aisle. I got the tomatoes and the apples. Now I just need the jelly. Arthur was walking aisle by aisle, looking like a lost child in a candy shop, though he knew D.W. would have it even worse-
Hold on a moment... I LEFT HER ALL ALONE? Arthur panicked inside, and started sweating. His mom told him not to leave D.W. alone in a large area, especially one full of people. She could be kidnapped, or even worse, killed! He grabbed the jelly his mother wanted, and ran to the aisle where D.W.'s first item was, potato chips. When Arthur caught up to the potato chip aisle, what he expected was right smack into his vision:
She was talking to a stranger.
He had almost fainted on sight. He had failed his parents, his teachers, the police, and especially D.W.! How could he be called a good big brother now because of a mistake like this! He wanted to punch that little midget boy for going near her, and save her from becoming a great punching bag. Like the world was being crushed by a meteor, Arthur sprinted towards D.W., and grabbed her arm. "I'll just buy the stuff, okay?" Arthur relaxed.
"I was just asking him where the cherries were, and then we started talking," Arthur and D.W. were walking back home. They both agreed to never speak of the incident, "But he was pretty short. I wanted to tell him that, but I didn't want him to get mad,"
"About what?"
"Dating advice."
Arthur then paused for a moment, and laughed out loud, "That is probably the most stupidest thing to ask a four-year-old! Even Binky wouldn't ask you that, even if he was that desperate!"