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(Today, Timmy Burch is sent to South Park Elementary via the short bus. The kids, Nathan, Jimmy, Mimsy and the others, are all seated along with Timmy. Jimmy is having a discussion with Nathan and Mimsy.)

Jimmy: Hey, uh, Mimsy? Let me tell you something.

Mimsy: What is it, Jimmy? Whaddya talkin' bout', huh?

Jimmy: Last night, I heard that Liane Cartman sold a p-painting of her son's asscrack for four hundred d-d-dollars.

Nathan: Wait... you're talking about Liane Cartman... Eric Cartman's mom.. she's artistic, right?

Jimmy: Yeah. And to this day, her s-s-son still b-b-blames the vaccine she got in her butt at that hog s-stadium. Supposedly, the vaccine m-m-made her artistic.

Timmy (smiles and flaps hands, bobbling head around): Timmy! L-livin' a lie! (makes helicopter noises, happily)

Nathan: How is she doing with her business now? Since that vaccine somehow made her artistic?

Mimsy: Yeah, is she the next Van Gogh? Of asscrack and cheesy poofs? Der!

Jimmy: Uh, kinda well I guess... She's enrolling h-h-herself into t-this online art degree thingy. I don't know w-what it's called.

Timmy: Timmy! (makes funny, fake gagging noises for fun) L-livin' a lie!

Nathan: So it's called "Living a Lie"?

Jimmy: Uh, Nathan, I'll talk to you later at lunch. See ya later.

Nathan (sighs, looks out window): Oh, okay, Jimmy. I'll talk to you soon. (thinks to himself, "Sometimes, Timmy is a real asshole. He keeps saying "Timmy!" over and over again. He's autistic. He uses a wheelchair. He can't help himself. Sometimes, I cover my ears. Other times, I laugh with him...")

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(The short bus arrives at South Park Elementary. The PC Principal arrives in the South Park Elementary parking lot, in his car. Aides help the special needs students get off the bus safely, one by one. Today, the PC Principal makes an intentional surprise visit for Timmy Burch. Why? Because he felt that Timmy was too under-appreciated by most students.)

PC Principal (hops out of his car and shuts its door, looking both ways, and rushing to Timmy's bus door. The kids are a bit surprised, but not scared): Good morning, kids! I, the PC Principal, got here early, so I just wanted to greet somebody special! Timmy Burch!

(However, Timmy dislikes the surprise. Having someone suddenly see him like that, with Timmy being autistic, makes him very overwhelmed and paranoid, placing him on the brink of a meltdown. Timmy is also overwhelmed by the noises of the bus, the kids, and the sights and bright lights all around him.)

PC Principal (hands Timmy a bouquet of flowers): What's the matter, Timmy? I got you flowers for Valentine's Day. Are you overwhelmed?

(Timmy begins having a full fledged meltdown, overstimulated by all the sights, surprises, and noise. He drops his flower bouquet and begins crying, screaming and flapping his hands repetitively, biting his fingers and trying to hit himself. The PC Principal, an occupational therapist, and a counselor rush to calm him down, as the PC Principal steers Timmy in his wheelchair through the hallway.)

Timmy: AHH! TIMMY! AHH!!! (screaming and crying loudly, hitting himself with his clenched fists) AHHH!!!

PC Principal (frowning, holding down Timmy's arms, so he doesn't hit himself): Woah dude! Please calm down! I didn't mean to scare you! It's alright, now!

Occupational therapist: Calm down, Timmy! We're sorry!

Timmy: AHH!!! CALM DOWN, TIMMY, WE'RE SORRY! AHH!!!

PC Principal: Excuse me, ma'am, but I'm getting Timmy's blanket, so he calms the fuck down. He can't control his meltdowns.

(The PC Principal gets Timmy's sensory blanket from the ESE resource room, and places it on Timmy's lap. Timmy begins to calm down, as the PC Principal gently holds Timmy's arms down, so Timmy doesn't hit himself or chew skin off his fingers, and the occupational therapist sings a soft, sweet song for Timmy that she heard on the radio earlier that same morning.)

Occupational therapist (sings "Flowers" by Bruno Mars, one of Timmy's favorite soft songs. After she sings, she says to Timmy "good boy, Timmy, now let's get to class.")

(Timmy is all nice and calm now, and his meltdown stopped. The PC Principal smiles, leads Timmy into his special ed class, and waves goodbye to him.)

Timmy: Hee-hee! Timmy Timmy Tim-oh! (makes more helicopter noises, flapping his hands, smiling and giggling)

PC Principal (waving to Timmy, just before heading out): See you later, Timmy! I'll be with you again at lunch. Do well in class!

(Although Timmy notices the PC Principal, and heard what he said, Timmy doesn't respond. Timmy looks down at his desk, making noises and flapping his hands, saying his name "Timmy!" over and over again. His friend in crutches, Jimmy Valmer, arrives just in time to give Timmy a little treat.)

Jimmy: Happy V-Valentine's Day, Timmy. I made a c-card for you, and I got you some ch-chocolate from the dollar store. I'm sorry you got so upset on the bus.

Mimsy: Dollar store chocolate. That crap tastes like turtle diarrhea! Der!

Nathan (slaps Mimsy on the cheek) Shut up, Mimsy. It's all Jimmy could afford. Haven't you watched "Extreme Couponing"? Me and my parents saw it on TV last night. You gotta watch it.

Mimsy: Hey, Jimmy, why did you buy crappy Arnold-Palmer chocolates? What about Hershey's?

Nathan (smacks Mimsy's cheek with a valentine card): Shut up, Mimsy!

(Suddenly, the teacher walks into Timmy's classroom. She's wearing pear necklace with a cute bubblegum-pink coat with red, purple and white hearts all over it. She has a special announcement to make.)

Teacher: Good Morning and Happy Valentine's Day, class. But first, before we do our morning math, I have a little story to tell you. So, this morning, me and the PC Principal were browsing for some classroom science kits. He suggested, "how about a chocolate kit?" and bingo! I picked up a few chocolate kits for us all! Yay! Does anybody know what chocolate is?

Timmy: Candy! Yay! (makes airplane noises and flaps at and looks and his hands, trying to regulate his overstimulated nervous system from the bright fluorescent lights on the ceiling.)

Nathan: The sweet, brown stuff that melts in your mouth.

Another student: Candy made from cacao beans, milk, and sugar.

Teacher: Yes. Chocolate comes from roasted, fermented, ground cacao beans. The cacao beans are stored in a cacao pod, which also holds cocoa butter.

To be continued... stay tuned for the next chapter.