"I'm gonna like...go get us some nachos, uh-huh-huh...Stay here and guard the T.V. huh-huh-huh..." Butthead instructed, his head still poking through the crack he left in the front-door so he could properly speak to Beavis. Ever since their T.V. had been stolen from Butthead's home last year, the duo would take turns getting the food while the other would remain at the house to make sure no one broke in.

"You got it, dude! Mm-heh-heh! Hurry back, hm-hm-heh!" Beavis grinned at his brunette-companion, who in return, slammed the door. Once he was sure that Butthead was gone, Beavis quickly grabbed the remote and changed the channel to V.H.1 with an mischievous snicker.

Not much was different about V.H.1. from M.T.V. but after one of the reality shows displayed a disturbing scene where one of the cast members' deceased-father had to be exhumed, Butthead deemed the channel cursed, banning it from ever being played in his house again. Beavis secretly enjoyed the darker-toned content of this channel, however and would often change the channel to it when Butthead had left the room. Beavis also enjoyed freaking Butthead out by convincing him that the T.V. was haunted and that it kept changing the channel back to V.H.1. on its own.

"Hey, Beavis!" Just as Beavis was becoming absorbed in a reality show where a women was eating the cremated-remains of her deceased-husband, the blond was startled out of his trance by a familiar, high-pitched voice that caused him to let out a high-pitched scream.

"Oh, it's just you..." Beavis narrowed his eyes in annoyance when he saw Stewart poking his grinning-face through the crack he made in the front-door.

"You left your door unlocked, you know? Someone could just walk right in and..." Stewart began to lecture the blond as he fully entered the house.

"I know! Someone could kidnap me! Whata ya doin' here, Stewart? Hm-hm-heh..." Beavis cut off Stewart's lecture with a disapproving glare.

"My parents said I could have a sleepover with you guys just as long as I slept at your house instead of letting you guys sleep at mine!" Stewart excitedly explained.

"Um...I don't think Butthead would like...go for that, mm-heh-heh...We don't really like to sleep with other dudes, mm-heh-heh..." Beavis explained in an attempt to convince Stewart to leave.

"We could all sleep on the couch! It'll be like we fell asleep, watching T.V!" Stewart suggested with excitement in his tone.

"Yeah, heh-heh...then we'll wake up and there you'll be! Hm-hm-heh..." Beavis complained, now grimacing in disgust at this point.

"Yeah, because we fell asleep, watching T.V!" Stewart added, provoking a frustrated sigh from Beavis. The two boys watched T.V. in silence for a peaceful, five minutes before Stewart decided to break the silence, much to Beavis' irritation.

"What channel is this?" The pudgy-kid questioned.

"V.H.1..." Beavis quickly responded in an attempt to silence Stewart quicker.

"Don't you and Butthead usually watch M.T.V?" Stewart pointed out.

"Yeah..." Beavis once again answered quickly.

"So...where did Butthead go?" Stewart questioned again.

"To get nachos..." Beavis sighed with a roll of his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, how did you and Butthead meet anyway?" Stewart finally asked Beavis a question that would be an interesting one to answer as both bad and good memories flowed through his mind.

"You wanna like...know how me and Butthead met, huh?" For once, Beavis turned his full attention to Stewart. He was just as excited to retell the story of how he met his best-friend as Stewart was to hear it.

"Oh, yes! I do! I do!" Stewart nodded eagerly as he scooted a bit closer to his blond-haired idol.

"It was my first day at Highland..." Beavis began the story as he fondly began to remember his first day at Highland High. Beavis was not always the reckless delinquent that he is today; when he first joined Highland High, he use to be a nerd. He use to wear thick glasses, a white, polo-shirt, tan-slacks and black loafers as he carried his large, stack of books through the corridors of his new school.

"There he is, the new kid..." Earl whispered to Butthead and Tommy.

"That's the kid that transferred from Henry M. Gunn High? Why would a brainiac like him transfer to a dump like Highland?" Tommy questioned.

"Maybe he like...flunked out of Henry M. or something, uh-huh-huh..." Butthead joked as he chuckled at the thought of a nerd flunking out of one of the most intelligent high-schools in California.

"Crap! I think he heard us!" Earl gasped as they all turned to see Beavis staring at them from across the hallway. The group of boys then all pretended to be talking about something else as they quickly rushed to the first class they had that day.

"Good morning, class! I see we have a new student today, Bobby Beavis so I will be formally introducing myself." The middle-aged woman with black, curly hair that was the History teacher before Vantreeson announced.

"My name is Kelly Smalls but you may refer to me as: Ms. Smalls." The woman wrote her name on the chalkboard that was behind her.

"Uh...Smelly Balls? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead joked with a smirk as the entire class burst into an uproar of laughter.

"Heh-heh-heh-heh! Mm-heh-heh! Mm-heh-heh!" Butthead was surprised when the new, nerdy student had begun to snicker at his joke along with the rest of the class. Butthead thought for sure that the blond would have been more of a teacher's pet like Dean or Stewart.

"Butthead! I am not going to tell you again!" Kelly scolded, having had enough of Butthead's class-clown outbursts.

"I wish ya didn't tell me the first time, uh-huh-huh..." Butthead remarked, causing the entire class, along with Beavis to once again burst into another uproar of laughter.

"Alright, settle down, class! I'll deal with you after class, Butthead..." Kelly sighed before writing the subject they would be learning about that day on the chalkboard that was behind her.

"Today class, we will be learning about ancient, Egyptian History. Now, can anyone tell me who the Pharaoh is?" Kelly began her lecture.

"The Pharaoh is the King of Egypt; he would pretend to raise the sun every morning to feed into the Egyptian-citicenz's Pagan beliefs, hm-hm-heh!" Beavis excitedly answered the question with extra info in an attempt to impress the teacher before he could even fully raise his hand. A confident smirk spread over the blond's countenance as the other students gasped in awe.

"Yes, you are correct, Beavis..." Kelly began to feel her cheeks heat up with embarrassment at the realization that one of her students may be smarter than her.

"Can anyone else tell me what the Egyptians did when one of their own died?" Kelly asked the class another trivia question.

"They were mummified; a process where their organs were removed and placed in separate jars before they were wrapped up in bandages and stored in a sarcophagus to assist them in their journey to the afterlife. Their brains, in particular were pulled out through their nose." Beavis answered the trivia question again.

"Whoa! Huh-huh...The new kid's smarter than Smelly Balls! Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead exclaimed, impressed by Beavis' knowledge on such morbid events.

"Beavis, why don't you let someone else answer a question?" Kelly ordered through gritted teeth, her tone filled with irritation.

"Can you like...tell us more about the mummies? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead questioned, ignoring the actual teacher completely as the other students crowded around Beavis with looks of interest.

"Um...okay! Heh-heh! When someone died in Egypt, the Egyptians would seal the mummy up, in a pyramid that they would fill with dangerous, booby-traps. They would even put a curse on the pyramid to keep thieves from stealing the Pharaoh's offerings from the tomb." Beavis explained to the impressed group of students.

"Huh-huh, you said booby!" Butthead remarked as the class burst into yet another uproar of laughter.

"Oh yeah, yeah! I did, hm-hm-heh..." Even Beavis began to snicker at Butthead's remark as Butthead grinned at the first nerd he had ever met with a sense of humor.

"Alright class, settle down! Butthead, stop talking in class and Beavis, give someone else a chance to answer!" Kelly demanded, just before the bell rang, signaling that History class was over.

"Finally! Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead announced as he lead the rest of the class in a stampede, out of the classroom.

"See you tomorrow, Ms. Balls-er! I mean Smalls! Heh-heh!" Beavis chuckled nervously before leaving with the rest of the class. Kelly let out a frustrated sigh as she watched her students leave her classroom, her eyes mainly focusing on her blond-haired, new student. She blamed him entirely for the disruption in her class and she going to make him pay for it.