Tasha Jennings was feeling unusually bright and cheerful. This was rare for the boastful and quite grumpy girl. It was a sunny day and she was on her way to the Quayside on her bike. "Good morning!" She called to some cows, who were grazing in a field nearby. The cows didn't answer, for they were cows. Cows can't talk. "Oh well…" Tasha said to herself. "They must be having their breakfast." And she went cheerfully on her way. The cows were actually mooing about the government and how their leader, Champion the Bull, would eliminate the middle class On her way, Tasha saw Bertie on his skateboard.

"Hello Bertie!" She called. "Care for a small race to the Junction?" But before Bertie could answer, He suddenly fell.

"FUCK!" He called and Tasha came over and helped him up. "That's another damned hole in the road! When are they going to fix these?!"

"I'm sorry Bertie" Tasha Sympathized. "Bad luck… Now if you had a bike and had a part time job like me, you'd be able to go around the potholes." Bertie rolled his eyes, There went Tasha shitting eggs over her bike again

"Yeah… And i'm guessing that you've forgotten that it's part of your guys jobs to deliver tar to mend the road. And yet it hasn't been delivered here." Bertie sighed. "I'm sorry, but I can't trust anyone who rides a bike." Tasha took a bit of offense to this. And by a bit I mean a lot. A Ton. A extremely oversized amount! But instead of killing Bertie or Guilt tripping him with puppy dog eyes, Tasha took a lighter approach.

"What about me?" She asked. "I ride a bike, and you trust me Bertie…" Bertie only shrugged he was too down to even say 'Vroom Vroom'. Tasha knew this was somewhat serious in some weird way. "Tell you what, I'll go and investigate what's happened." And Tasha hurried off on her way. Meanwhile, Jane was grumbling (Big surprise) about a wagon yard. She was arranging a line of wagons to take to the quarry.

"It isn't fair!" She complained. "Penny is away licking carpet and i'm stuck doing her work here there and everywhere!" She kicked a wagon and it was sent flying into a mischievous worker. Jane didn't seem to care but the worker did, for he was stuck screaming in tremendous pain whilst clutching his manhood. Gloria arrived and laughed.

"I'll tell you what, Jane." She said. "If you pretended to be ill, you wouldn't be able to arrange wagons from here to there, now would you?" Jane lit up.

"Great idea!" She cooed, going along with another one of glorias stupid life threatening schemes "Look! Here comes Tasha! I'll start pretending now!" Soon Tasha arrived, and she was sorry to see that the two girls looked rather glum…. Well, not really, but she decided to pity them anyways.

"Cheer up you two!" She said. "It's a beautiful day!" Gloria sighed a fake sigh.

"Yes, It may very well be a beautiful day for you," She said, "But it isn't for Jane. She's sick." Jane did a fake cough and wiped her nose.

"Yes she is, I-I-I mean I am." She stuttered feebly. Now, if Tasha wasn't a complete and utter idiot, she would have not gave any mind to the two slackers. But she decided to not be a bitch today, and gave a smile.

"Don't worry," She said kindly. "I'm free for a few hours, so I can do some of your work whilst you get better." Jane and Gloria sniggered as Tasha headed out of the wagon yard with a few wagons hitched to her bike. She made good time, and collected some stone from the quarry. But trouble lay ahead. Now, whilst waiting at the quarry, some Mischievous Workers had tampered with her bikes brakes, for they were sadistic like that and liked seeing little girls suffer. Fucking creeps. As Tasha reached a downward sloping of a hill, the bikes brakes failed. Shocked, She swerved out of control and was thrown off her bike, into a swampy marsh. Tasha layed dazed and confused as a toad eyed her suspiciously.

"Oh piss…" She muttered. "The day started off so well too! Penny will never let me hear the end of this…"

Maria came and took the wagons away, and Edna helped Tasha and her bike back home. Suddenly, Tasha remembered the missing tar. She decided to tell Edna about it.

"That's very piculular…" She said… "There is a tanker wagon full of tar near Wellsworth… That must be it. Don't worry Tasha. I'll make sure it gets to Bertie at once." Tasha let out a sigh of relief. That was one less thing she had to worry about. Later, Jane and Gloria came to see Tasha.

"I'm so sorry about your incident." She said, an actual look of guilt plastered on her face. This was new. "And so is Gloria. We didn't mean to ruin a good day for you."

"Indeed" Stammered Gloria. "It's a near misunderstanding… A-All's well and Ends well." Tasha was contemplating whether or not to just smash her glass root beer bottle over the girls heads… But stopped herself when Bertie came in to see her. He looked much more cheerful.

"The roads mended now!" He bubbled. "Thanks for all that you did. Now I know I can trust anyone who rides a bike, especially their name is Tasha." Tasha smiled and hugged Bertie, Much to his dismay, as she was still fucking filthy. Gloria and Jane wisely left and soon Bertie left too. But Tasha wasn't alone.

"Well Well!" She sighed… "What a day of surprises!" The toad noisily agreed…. Tasha then screamed over the fact a frog was in her room. And hid in the corner until it hopped out the window.