Cornelius Robinson skipped down the stairs from his lab, heading towards the kitchen to grab a snack. He made it to the kitchen and started to make himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Franny, who was spending the day over, sat on a bar stool at the kitchen island reading a thick book about music. Cornelius kissed her hello as he passed on his way to the fridge. He opened it and after a brief check of the shelves, furrowed his brow and shut the door. He walked over to the pantry and pulled the door open. Again he checked all the shelves and his search came up empty.

"Franny," he said frowning, "do you know where the peanut butter is?"

"You invented that peanut butter and jelly gun thing, remember?" Franny answered, not taking her eyes from the book. Cornelius snapped his fingers and started forward before stopping again.

"Franny, do you knew where the peanut butter and jelly gun is?" His long time girlfriend rolled her eyes before pointing to the third drawer from the left of the oven.

You asked me over, and over and over
Have you seen my peacock-feathered hat?
If it was under a four-leaf clover
I'd be on the lawn looking for that

Franny flipped the page of her book as she snuggled further into the couch in the corner of Cornelius' laboratory. Her legs were tucked up under her skirt and her shoes lay at the foot of the couch. Cornelius was bent over his desk a few feet away and was measuring a piece of metal. Her eyes flicked towards him and she smiled warmly. His brow was furrowed and his tongue stuck out of the side of his mouth as he concentrated. He reached out and searched the top of his desk with his hand before he finally turned and frowned.

"Franny, have you seen my pencil?" he asked miserably. Franny pointed to his wayward hair and went back to reading. Cornelius reached towards his head and indeed found his pencil sticking out from his hair. He raised an eyebrow, not remembering putting it there, and shrugged returning to his work.

Where is your heart at?
Nobody knows that,
Even though you've him, her, me, and an army searching

Franny tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Cornelius to be ready. He had a banquet to attend about inventing the transport tubes and they were running late. Cornelius ran passed, yanking on a coat as he went. Franny shook her head at him. For a genius he was insanely disorganized. He ran by again, going the opposite direction, and yanking a shoe onto his foot. She sighed and sat down in a chair. This would take a while. Cornelius went to run by again but froze in the middle of the entrance hall. His brow was furrowed in concentration and he was glancing back and forth between the front door and stairs to the lab.

"For God's sake what is it?" Franny asked finally, standing up and placing her hands on her hips. Her boyfriend smiled at her apologetically and scratched his head.

"I can't find my speech," he admitted dejectedly.

"Your speech?" Franny questioned, moving to his side. He nodded vigorously and ran his hand roughly down his face.

"I wrote a speech to thank them for giving me the award and explain the transport tubes. I wrote it all down on note cards and now I can't find them!" He pulled at his already messy hair and sighed. Franny rolled her eyes and reached her hand into his right coat pocket. She pulled her hand back out, holding a stack of note cards held together by a rubber band. Cornelius blinked as she waved them in front of his face.

"Can we go now?" she asked impatiently.

I've got a feeling, you will be reeling
When you are bad and the circus comes to town
And you'll see me leaving dressed up as a magician or something like that

Cornelius Robinson breathed deeply as he watched his girlfriend read quietly on the couch. He wiped his hand across his sweaty forehead and cleared his throat lowly. He took a shaky step forward and came to stand just behind Franny. Her nose was buried in a book and she didn't notice him standing behind the couch. He took another shaky breath and reached into the pocket of his coat. He groped around inside and his eyes widened when his hand came out empty. He checked his other pocket frantically and the outcome was the same. He turned his pockets inside-out in shock and checked for holes in the bottom of them. It was then that he realized this wasn't the coat he'd put the little velvet box in. He went to make a silent exit from the room when he groaned in despair. Franny turned around as he turned to face her again and gave him an odd look.

"What's wrong, Cornelius?" she asked in concern, closing her book up. He cursed and pinched the bridge of his nose as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"Franny," he sighed, "have you seen my lab coat?" The young woman scoffed and reopened her book, turning away from her boyfriend.

"Its-…" she paused, her brow furrowing, much like his often did. She closed her book again and turned back to him. He looked back at her with a hopeful look on his face. She smiled apologetically and shrugged. "Sorry, I don't know where it is." His face paled and his jaw went slack. Franny raised an eyebrow at him and stood. "Well don't worry, honey," she soothed, "you can always just buy a new one." He shook his head fiercely and moved forward to grab her hand.

Your satin flip-flops are hidden in the pockets of your velvet dressing gown
Your diamond cufflinks are hidden in the ruffles of your silk white shirt from town

"Franny, we have to find that lab coat," he insisted, "If we don't…" He trailed off and his face got even paler.

"What?" Franny asked curiously. She couldn't understand what was so important about this particular lab coat. Cornelius shook his head and sighed.

"We just…have to find it. Will you help me look?" Franny shrugged and placed her book down.

"Of course."

The two of them searched the entire house, and even had the rest of the Robinsons look too. After two hours Cornelius was starting to go crazy and Franny was still confused about what was so important about the lab coat, but didn't complain about helping her boyfriend and his family look for it. She walked into the lab for a third time to look for the coat. She checked under on and in all his inventions but couldn't find it anywhere. Sighing she went back down the stairs to the door leading to the hallway. She decided to pull the door closed and as it was swinging shut she heard something slide against the back. Lifting an eyebrow she stood back and closed the door. Hanging on the back, probably where it usually hung, was Cornelius' lab coat. She laughed out loud and took it off the hook.

"That man's going to drive me crazy," she murmured as she left the lab and walked into the hallway. The white coat was folded neatly over her arm as she made her way to the front of the house, calling for Cornelius.

Where is your heart at?
Nobody knows that,
Even though you've him, her, me, and an army searching

"He's outside, Franny," Bud said, as she rounded the corner. She smiled and headed to the front door.

"Thanks, Mr. Robinson," she called before she shut the front door behind her. She shielded her eyes against the bright sun and saw her boyfriend looking under a hedge for the notorious lab coat. She giggled and waved to get his attention. "Cornelius, I found it!" He stood quickly, getting momentarily tangled in the hedge. He ran over and sighed in relief when Franny handed him the coat. He looked like the happiest man on earth and she rolled her eyes.

"Why is this silly coat so important," she asked waving at it. He shook his head and reached into the coat pocket.

"It's not the coat," he said, "It's what's in it." He pulled out a tiny box and tossed the coat to the ground. Franny gasped as he lowered himself to one knee and cracked the box open. Nestled into the velvet was a shining diamond ring.

"Franny," Cornelius started nervously, "I'm an unorganized mess and would probably loose my head if not for you. You're perfect in absolutely every way and my much, much better half. I want to spend the rest of my life with you by my side. Marry me?"

"Of course I will, you idiot!" Franny squealed, lunging at her fiancé and tackling him to the ground.

I've got a feeling, you'll be reeling
When you are bad and the circus comes to town
And you'll see me leaving dressed up as a magician or something like that