6. Rolf in Springfield.
"For the last time young man, I cannot take wieners as currency. We have enough as it is."
"You dare mock the son of a shepherd!?" Rolf yelled angrily. "Rolf does not need your frozen ice beverage anyway!"
"Get out and please come again." Apu said, changing his tone mid-sentence. Rolf stormed out of the Kwik-E-Mart.
"Even in this world the mannerisms of currency confuse Rolf." Rolf took out a large wiener on a stick and began to eat it. He was on his own for today. Kevin said that he needed to find Nazz and him and Rolf agreed to meet in this town's park. Rolf tried obtaining an icy drink that he saw other kids drinking but the cashier would not accept Rolf's meat as payment. Rolf had no idea what to do now. Then it hit him.
"Rolf knows!" He shouted. "Rolf will find Wille and engage him in a game of That's My Horse." Rolf happily ate the rest of his sausage and raced to the school.
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"Aye. All this grass replantin' has left Wille's stomach empty. I could really go for some nice, smokey, meat."
"Did someone say meat?" Groundskeeper Willie heard a familiar voice say. He turned around and saw the boy from yesterday with a giant ham on a stick. "Nana always said a mighty man doing mighty work deserves a mighty meal." Rolf gave the ham to Willie.
"Bless ya lad!" Willie happily ate the meat. "So what have you been up to, as the kids say?" He asked.
"Rolf is still a stranger to this world's customs it seems." He said. "I tried to buy a so called "Sqishee." But the merchant would not accept Rolf's meat.
"Yeah. When I first came here, they threw tomatoes at me for not speaking English." Willie said.
"Hoo hoo." Rolf said. He and Willie talked for about an hour or so.
"Tell me Willie. Would you like to engage in a game of That's My Horse?"
"That's My Horse? Why I haven't played that since I was a wee lad." Willie put his wrist up and Rolf slapped them hard.
"That's My Horse." Rolf lifted his own wrist and Willie smacked them.
"No! That be Willie's Horse!" While they were playing, Principal Skinner was watching them from his office window. When he decided he had seen enough, he approached them.
"Stop the tomfoolery at once! Stop it I say!" He shouted.
Rolf responded by slapping Skinner on the wrist.
"That's My Horse!"
"What the? What horse?" Skinner said.
Willie slapped Skinner on the wrist.
"He said it was his horse."
Skinner was scared by this point. "Okay it's your horse! Leave me alone!" Willie and Rolf proceeded to chase Skinner around.