"What the heck are 'Bottle Rockets'?" Ninten thought, as he was exiting Thanksgiving. Now he was on the way to some factory south of town to get some of these "Bottle Rockets" for some nerd at the school. Jeez.

After fighting hoards of wolves, eagles, and silver walking sticks ("What is THAT?!"), Ninten finally ended up at the Sweet Little Factory. "Supposedly, this place makes Bottle Rockets," Ninten thought. It was a somewhat tiny building, with silver plating covering every inch, besides the grey door of course. For some reason, there was nothing or no one going in or out of the factory. Ninten quickly entered the small building, hoping no one saw him "breach security".

The interior was worse. It was mostly empty, besides the rats and Barbots (the aforementioned silver walking sticks) running around. "Obviously, no one uses this place anymore. Meaning there might be items lying around," Ninten thought mischievously, "ripe for the taking." The factory was huge on the inside, with many doors leading in all directions. Strangely, every one of them said EXIT.

Most doors just led to some old items, products from the discontinued business. What really puzzled Ninten, though, was that one of the items was a Magic Herb from Magicant. "How the heck would that get there?" Ninten thought, theories filling his mind. "Maybe it was a product of the factory, though that's unlikely. One of the employees may have gone into Magicant… Anyway, I better move on." He did so.

Ninten took a ladder up and, after pilfering the rooms on that floor, found another ladder. "Why the shmiggle-kinowzers am I doing this?!" Ninten thought. "What do Bottle Rockets even look like?!" On the top floor, Ninten looked in every room he found. Still no rockets. All there was was some Magic Herbs (Again, how'd they end up here?), some odd pills, and some medicine. This must've been some company in its heyday to produce all this stuff. As Ninten was walking out of one of the rooms, however, he noticed that the nearby trash can had so many things filling it, the lid couldn't go on all the way. It was filled with long white missile-shaped objects with a red tip. The other end had fins sticking out of it, each also colored red. "What are these? They…" Ninten began, looking over one of the objects, "They gotta be Bottle Rockets!" Ninten was relieved to finally be free of this mission. He only had room for one, so he pocketed it and started his walk out.

Ninten returned to the roof of the school to give the boy the rocket. "Alright kid, I got your stupid rocket." "Wow!" Lloyd replied. "So this is a Bottle Rocket! I've heard so much about them!" "From where, Nerd Fest?" Ninten mumbled. "Hmm," the nerd said, scanning carefully over the explosive, "I should be able to make more of these now. Come with me to the science lab." "Well, I have nothing better to do. You lead the way," Ninten said, partly sarcastic. He followed Lloyd down the stairs into the school. While walking down the hall, Lloyd stopped to say, "Let's go visit Duncan's Factory later. I hear there's a really incredible rocket there." "Wait, isn't that the same company that's building that strip club?" Ninten asked. But Lloyd was oblivious. On the way down the next flight of stairs, he stopped again. "I bet people have been spreading rumors on how I'm a 'weakling stinkling' or a 'stupid head." Ninten sheepishly smiled and darted his eyes back and forth, then lied, "No… They've been giving you TONS of praise on your… intelligence!" "Don't even try to hide it, dude," Lloyd said, "I know what they've been saying. It's fine." The duo made their way down to the bottom floor, and down to the science lab.

The lab was full of test tubes, desks, and old-fashioned microscopes. The boys sat down at one of the desks and Lloyd laid the Bottle Rocket out. He grabbed something from the table and said, "I can use the fuel from your rocket and…" He grabbed another supply. "Then, if I use it with this…" He added the supplies to the rocket, sort of like "accessories". "Pretty cool, huh?" Lloyd said, showing off his scientific prowess. "You added some weird stuff to a rocket. So what?" Ninten remarked. Lloyd opened his mouth to reply, when he accidently knocked over a test tube filled with potion, and spilled it onto the rocket. This triggered a chain reaction, and there was a devastating explosion. "AAAHH!" Lloyd yelled, and ran over behind Ninten, using him as a shield. The desks were thrown against the wall, the shards of the test tubes were all over the floor, and the boys were comically covered in soot. "Uh oh. We'd better get outta here, before we're reported to the police!" Lloyd said, and the duo was making a run for the exit.

Finally, Ninten had a partner. Not a friend quite yet, but someone to talk to.