Let's get to our next episode in line, "Stinky's Pumpkin"! This is mainly just to get away from the hustle and bustle of the storyline for a bit, and just tell another regular story in this slice-of-life adventure! Anyway, enjoy!

Around ten in the morning, after getting up and getting back into Olga's room to get my clothes and change up (Olga had already gone for the morning, but she left a note that said, "Hey, Rhonda, you weren't in bed when I got up, I assumed you went out with your friends..." I chuckled, reading that bit. "...I'm going out today to meet up with Kevin. Sharlene gave a call and said she'll be with us too. I'll see you when I get home. Love, Olga"), I went outside with Arnold as we started walking together.

"So, what do you want to do today, buddy?" I asked as I held Arnold's hand.

"Well, remember during the spring days when I told you about Stinky's project?" Arnold asked.

I paused, trying to remember the past month. "You know, the months go by in a blur, I can hardly recall..."

"You know, when Phoebe made you place a bet that you could switch Olga's standard piano pieces to her playing the Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2." Arnold sighed. "You were only paying attention to Olga at the time."

I snapped my fingers, knowing what Arnold was talking about.

One month ago, me, Arnold, Gerald, Tucker, Lorenzo, Nadine, Phoebe and Lila were sitting in the living room as we watched Olga playing a nice, calm piano piece.

"You know, this really helps me relax, playing the piano." Olga smiled to us as she continued playing the piece.

"I can see how it helps." Lila smiled.

Phoebe gave a devilish smirk as she whispered in my ear, "Hey Rhonda, I bet you can't change Olga's piano pieces to a different piece of music!"

Hearing the word 'bet', I gave a smirk as I whispered, "I bet I can."

All of a sudden, we heard a knock on the door as we turned around, Olga stopping her music piece for a minute. I took the moment to strike as I got up quickly and switched around Olga's music.

"I'll get it." Arnold said as he got up and started to go up.

I went back to my seat as I smiled innocently. Olga, not knowing any better, turned back to her piece. "Let us continue our piece, shall we?"

Olga then started playing a bit of the piano piece she was playing at first... but then all of a sudden, she flipped the page and started playing a faster paced piece that sounded like a different piece altogehter. This left Lorenzo confused as she said, "Wait, is she playing Clair De Lune, or Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2? I am so confused."

I giggled, the boys weren't wise to my trick, but Nadine and Lila shook their heads as Phoebe paid the money to me.

"Fun times, those were." I smiled as we kept walking.

"About a month ago, Stinky came by for a little advice on how to help with some gardening tips." Arnold explained.

"What do you know about gardening?" I asked in disbelief.

"Well, I spent a lot of time in the greenhouse to know how plants work... you should know, Rhonda. You were there to help me with a certain project?" Arnold raised his eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, the Biosquare thing." I snapped my fingers. "Sorry, my memories of that day were a little hazy."

"Anyway, I decided to give him the basic advice, I mean, as best as I can..." Arnold explained. "Anyway, he said he was going to try to grow something for a project for the fair on Sunday..."

"Wait, what? The fair's Sunday? THIS Sunday?" I said in shock.

"Well, yes. I thought you knew. Everybody knew." Arnold frowned. "Heck, I even told you last week!"

"Did you?" I asked as I paused to think about it.

Last week, Lila looked down at me as she was trying to balance on my right shoulder. "I don't think this is going to work!"

"It'll work, it'll work!" I said as Nadine climbed on my left shoulder. "Keep balancing, girls! Phoebe, on my head!"

"When I'm in crutches?" Phoebe frowned at me as she pointed to her broken leg.

"Well I need SOMEONE to balance on my head to make this work! If I want to get on the cheerleading squad, I have to show off some great moves!" I frowned.

"Rhonda, cheerleading tryouts aren't until next year." Nadine frowned.

"Doesn't mean I won't practice for it! Come on, let's push it!" I called as Arnold nervously came up.

"Rhonda, I know you're busy right now, but I need to ask you something. The fair is coming up next Sunday and..."

"Sure, that'll be fine." I said, though I wasn't paying attention to what Arnold was saying.

"You will? Great!" Arnold smiled as he cheered.

"...oh yeah. I do remember you saying something about the fair." I blushed. "Though isn't it just a vegetable competition and not so much... rides and all?"

"Hey, just because it's a vegetable competition, doesn't mean there won't be SOME things to do." Arnold said. "Anyway, I came by to see how Stinky is coming along with his project and HOLY COW, what a huge pumpkin that is!"

The reason Arnold said that last part is mainly because... HOLY COW, what a huge pumpkin that is! Outside, I saw some of the others looking at it as I saw Mr. Potts lifting the pumpkin off the crane.

I spotted Nadine with her parents at the crowd as I joined her. "What's going on?"

"You see that pumpkin right there?" Nadine asked. "Stinky's project... who knew the guy whose only talent is rolling a sleeping bag can actually grow a garden! Anyway, Stinky's project was so huge, he had to ask Mr. Potts to lift it and carry it to the fair!"

"Wow..." I said in amazement. "Who knew Stinky could make a garden out of the barren soil in this part of town..."

"And the pumpkin is in the crane!" Mr. Potts said as everyone cheered. "Okay, next stop, the fair!"

Everyone cheered as we all followed the crane.

Well, for Stinky, I guess he won first prize for having the biggest vegetable, but I wasn't paying much attention to that. Instead, I was focused more on the activities Arnold and I did after we watched Stinky's first prize win. And we managed to have a lot of fun together... eating some nice fried shrimp and fries together, entering ourselves in a raffle (which we didn't win, but, oh well), and fooling around trying to guess how many cotton balls were in the jar. Not surprisingly, Phoebe got it.

It was during the middle of the day when me and Arnold were sitting around in front of a caricaturist as he finished our picture. "Here you go."

Arnold and I smiled as we looked at the picture... I blinked as I noticed something different. For some reason, I saw blonde hair on myself... and a pink shirt... with a red stripe in the middle... yet Arnold was depicted correctly, I saw a blonde, pink wearing girl who looked like me next to him in the drawing. "Uh... I think you made a mistake in the coloring..."

"Sorry, I didn't have any black marker, and I ran out of red marker." The caricaturist said, looking down.

"Don't worry, other than coloring mistakes, you got us down pat." Arnold smiled as he paid the man.

"But that's not even my hair color!" I pointed to the picture.

"Rhonda, calm down. So it wasn't perfect. Did it have to be?" Arnold asked me.

I looked down as I said, "No, I guess not. Thank you, sir."

"No problem at all." The caricature artist said as we left, me still looking at the picture.

"Well, that was actually a great day..." Arnold smiled.

"Huh?" I said, looking up at the inaccurate picture. "Oh... yeah. It really was a good day."

A little awkward, I decided to change the subject. "So, what does Stinky plan to do with the pumpkin now that he's won it..."

"I don't know... he's thinking about making it into a pumpkin pie... or maybe pumpkin bread." Arnold shrugged. "But mostly, I think he wants to save it for something big..."

"A big jack-o-lantern?" I giggled.

"I don't know, Halloween isn't for another few months." Arnold said as we looked up to see Olga and Monkeyman, out of his normal disguise, holding hands. "Well, look at that."

"Hmmm..." I smiled as we watched Olga and Monkeyman sit next to each other. "Looks like those two are really hitting it off."

"It's like... watching two people falling in love all over again." Arnold smiled. "It's... really nice to put in perspective..."

"I suppose when you look at it like that..." I smiled. It was then I noticed Sharlene and Carver talking with one another. Carver seemed a little upset, with Sharlene giving a smile, yet a small glare towards Carver. "Hmmm... there's Sharlene and Carver sitting down. Maybe Carver is getting over Olga and was always interested in Sharlene..."

"That, or something else entirely." Arnold said as he looked up. "Well, it's getting late. What say we head home and do our homework?"

"All right... but I'm not keeping the inaccurate picture!" I shook my head.

"That's okay, I can keep it. Even if you're the wrong colors, I know that it's you." Arnold smiled as we kept walking.

I smiled as I shook my head. "Never change, Arnold, no matter what."

All in all, a nice normal day... and for the last couple of weeks of school, it was... until our final week of school as fourth graders, came.

And that's episode one hundred and sixty-two! How was it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks! And don't forget to check out and/or add tropes to the TVTropes page of 'Oh Rhonda!'!