Author's Note: I have finally figured out why Algebra is important. It bores you so much, you just have to day dream, resulting in figuring out how to ensure that this fanfic has at least five more chapters (including this one). Also, I will give you another update tonight on one condition ..you guys have to guess my third favorite coupling (technically, it's tied with Lizzie/Nigel…but this is one I haven't hinted at yet)…anybody who guesses Kuki/Wally will be popped severely with a rubber band. And I have to change the rating off this fic up a notch…the reason will make itself clear in time. Another thing…this chapter isn't funny. But don't worry..the next one's going to be hysterical, I swear.
"All right, now hand me that extension cord," Hoagie said, pointing to the long orange cord coming out of Abigail's house. What her father doesn't know about us making him pay the electricity bill for something like this won't hurt him…or…well, us.. He thought to himself as he made a minor adjustment and plugged it in.
"It isn't vorking," Heinrich complained, glaring at Hoagie with disgust. "Vhy did I even trust you to do zis?!" They were in front of Abby's house, out in the middle of the street. Heinrich was still wondering how they were managing not to get run over, but he decided not to question it. Before him was what Hoagie was working on - the base was all wood, and it created a bin. Inside the bin were several ordinary looking rocket-like firecrackers. "Vhat vill zis do, anyvay?" Heinrich added. Hoagie had never been very clear.
"You'll see…" Hoagie paused, looking thoughtful. "Unless, of course, it doesn't work right. The first couple of tests, it kinda exploded." Heinrich's jaw dropped, and Hoagie continued. "But you should just feel lucky I'm letting you use it. I WAS going to use it myself…All right, and now it's ready!"
"So..vhat do ve do?" Heinrich finally asked.
"We start this baby," Hoagie announced, proudly patting his invention before slamming a fist into the side onto the start button. For a moment, nothing happened. Heinrich was about to ask Hoagie if it was busted, when one of the rockets launched off. The others stayed where they were, though.
"Umm..Hoagie…vhat is going to happen?"
Hoagie shushed him. Abby had just opened her window to see what the ruckus was about. Heinrich thought he could make out a loud groaning noise. "…Heinrich..Hoagie…WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TWO DOING OUT THERE?!"
"Quick..serenade her!" Hoagie demanded as he pressed a switch on the machine. The remaining rockets took off, bursting in midair to form the glowing yellow words "I love you…"
"I am NOT singing, und I do NOT love her! Nein!"
"Are you two completely out of your mind?!" Abby was outside now, standing right behind Heinrich. He and Hoagie both whirled around to face the girl, wearing similar guilty expressions, neither making contact with the girl. "Numbuh 5 thinks this is the stupidest thing you two have ever done!…and that's saying something!"
"Aww, don't be like that, Numbuh 5," Hoagie said, putting an arm around Heinrich, "Give the guy a break…" He broke the serious mood by making a kissy face. "He just 'vants to looooooove you'," He burst into raucous laughter at his own imitation of Heinrich. Heinrich pushed him away and glared at him.
"Zis is all your fault! …I .." He paused, looking to Abby. "Bitte, Abigail…Vill you marry me?"
"You just don't get it, Heinrich…I'm not marrying you," Abby said it slowly, but her rage was starting to build up. Instead of explaining that nothing had happened between them, she merely said "Not when you just don't get it…"
With that, she walked back into her house. Heinrich looked a little deflated for a moment. "You okay?" Hoagie asked, but Heinrich shook his head no.
"I can see Abigail vill not be giving up her stance on zis…I vill try again morgen.." Heinrich added. "I do not quite get vhat she means…Grandfather vas alvays so insistent…he and my grandmother found each other much ze same vay meinself und Abigail did…ach, how zhey hated each other at first…but zhen…"
"All right, Heinrich, spill it. Do you like her?"
Heinrich paused a moment. "Ich habe Abigail am liebsten," He finally said. Hoagie looked at him, bewildered. His German was still rather limited, but he decided not to ask out of courtesy.
"I'm sorry…uh…why don't we go back to my house? We can play Yipper…or eat chili dogs?"
"Nein…You go ahead. I vill catch up to you later. I'm going to go grab a kinderkrüge.."
Hoagie paused for a moment. The word was familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place it. Then suddenly, it fell into place. "…They don't make that stuff here. And beer of any kind is illegal for anyone under 21..."
Heinrich sighed. "I vill just haff to find some other vay to get it, zhen….ack, no vonder Grandfather alvays told me to stay avay from America…"
