As promised Teddy and his friend Mike arrived bright and early Tuesday to widen the bathroom door. It would only take a couple of days but for that time the family would mostly have to make do with the restaurant bathroom. Louise would be able to use the apartment bathroom only because she had to be careful about when she went and when Tina and Gene were still in school. There may not be somebody available to take her downstairs. They also did their best to give privacy for showers. Mort and Big Bob had offered to let them use their bathrooms until the repairs were complete, but Bob, Tina, and Louise did not feel comfortable using somebody else's shower and if they drove out to Big Bob's it would eat up at least two hours of the day between driving and giving each member time for a decent bath. So, they just made do.

The stair lift would be delivered in about a week or so. The model that would best fit Louise's needs was on backorder, but Bob had received an email Monday night. informing him that it was back in stock and would thus be shipped out in the next few days and would arrive within five days of shipment.

Wednesday while Louise was in school. They received the call they had long been waiting for. Her wheelchair was in, and they could pick it up that afternoon. A strong feeling of relief washed over Bob. Not only would they be able to avoid paying for another week with the rented chair, but Louise would have a chair appropriate to her size that would offer much more independence.

Back at Wagstaff Louise was dealing with another less-than-ideal day. Scratch that another terrible day. She was only going to be at school for three and a half hours but that was long enough for her alarm to go off twice. The alarm that basically told the entire world that she needed to use the bathroom. Using the school bathroom was bad enough but at least in the past she could have some discretion. Now an alarm blared interrupting class. Ms. Labonz would nod, and she would wheel herself to the bathroom. Talk about embarrassing. After her second alarm. She washed her hands and rolled towards the door. She undid the lock and attempted to push it open. It was jammed. She pushed again with all her might. There was a scream and then a thud.

"Oh My God! Trisha! Some bitch just knocked me on the floor! It's like totally gross!" A girl cried.

"I mean you were leaning against the door." Louise scoffed.

"Wait Louise Belcher?" The girl questioned.

"Yeah, the only handicapped female at Wagstaff. Sorry for inconveniencing you." Louise retorted.

"I know your game, Belcher. You and your family want to see my family suffer. You are crazy and manipulated them into thinking that you are an innocent baby. Now you have them convinced that my sweet baby sister is a bully and a criminal. You did that drop wrong and fell, but because my sister happened to be reaching for your hat. You think you can ruin her and us. Well, we are onto your game." The girl ranted. Crap it was Chloe's equally awful older sister Lynette.

"Lynette my parents don't care about the money, and they are actually going out of their way to make sure this doesn't hurt Chloe." Louise sighed.

"Then why are you suing us? Why did you shove me?" Lynette demanded.

"Well, it turns out that medical bills, wheelchairs, and adaptive equipment are super expensive, and since not all of us were born with silver spoons in our mouths. My parents have to cover the bills somehow." Louise explained.

"Maybe if your gross dad would realize that his shady burger joint was a failure and got a real job. You could pay your own bills. Rather than having to sue innocent children to pay for his crippled sociopath of a daughter's mistakes." Lynette rebutted.

Lynette's words hit Louise like a knife. She made fun of her dad and the restaurant all the time, but she loved it and him, and he knew it. It hurt her heart when people did it seriously. When they meant it. What was worse was she had heard Bob and Linda talking a few nights ago. About how if the lawsuit didn't work out. That he may actually have to sell the restaurant and get a stuffy desk job. She did not want that for him or for her. As much as she disliked restaurant chores and the lack of free time that came with owning a small business. She could not imagine being able to spend most of her days with her family.

"We are not suing a child, Lynette." Louise replied before turning her chair and wheeling out of the bathroom.

Much to Louise's annoyance Bob had not arrived to pick her up when she returned to the cafeteria after her bathroom break. What was worse, she saw Lynette talking to Chloe. She knew Lynette was telling her about the incident in the bathroom.

"Oh Louise!" Chloe called.

"I'm not in the mood Chloe!" Louise hissed.

"MR. FROND! OVER HERE! IT'S A MAJOR EMERGENCY!" Chloe screamed.

"What's wrong Chloe? Self esteem issues? Is it your body image?" Mr. Frond questioned, rushing to Chloe's side.

"Louise is making me feel bad about myself and she pushed my sister down in the bathroom!" Chloe cried.

"I was just leaning against the door for a minute. I told her I would move as soon as I could, but she just shoved me down! Like a maniac!" Lynette cried.

"Is this true, Louise? Because if it is. It certainly does not bode well for your family's case." Mr. Frond warned.

"It's not true" Louise pleaded.

"I heard her brother went crazy on Alex yesterday. Because he assumed poor Alex was prejudiced just because he didn't want to come over to play." Lynette commented.

"That whole family is crazy." Chloe replied.

"Wait Gene got into a fight with Alex?" Louise asked.

"Yeah because of you. Your brother's best friend hates him now. Because of you. Are you happy?" Lynette demanded.

"No" Louise whispered.

Bob arrived to pick Louise up about fifteen minutes after lunch ended apologizing and explaining that Mort's girlfriend Samantha was visiting, and they had gotten caught up talking about Thanksgiving. Louise sighed annoyed that her dad had left her to suffer. While he talked about Thanksgiving. Even worse they were talking about Thanksigving. He was talking about Thanksgiving with a mortician. What a waste! Oh well at least he was here now, and Mr. Frond was dealing with Jimmy Junior who was having a crisis. Because Andy and Ollie may be better dancers than him. It was a stupid issue in Louise's opinion but at least it was keeping Frond busy.

"How was school today?" Bob asked.

"OK" Louise sighed.

"Louise, you have been acting strange the past couple of days. Is something bothering you?" Bob asked adjusting the rearview mirror. So that he could see her face.

"I'm paralyzed! I think I get to be a little mopey! Even the doctor said I was normal!" Louise snapped.

"I know it just seems like you are more depressed since starting back to school. Are kids bothering you?" Bob asked.

"Kind of" Louise admitted.

"Who?! Give me names and we will go back to the school right now and report them." Bob demanded tightly gripping the clutch furious that somebody was bullying his daughter.

"Never mind forget I said anything." Louise sighed knowing that if she reported Chloe for bullying. Chloe would tell her family's lawyer that Louise was harassing her, and the Belchers would lose the case.

"Louise bullying is very serious. Especially given your situation. I can't just let kids get away with it." Bob replied.

"It's just I mean who's to say I wouldn't be the bully if this happened to somebody else?" Louise questioned.

"You've never had a problem with Benj or either of the Rudys. You can be a little mean to Courtney but uh yeah." Bob reminded.

"I know but they have all always been disabled. Maybe it would be different if it just happened to somebody, and I wouldn't know how to react. So maybe I would bully them. I hate to give him credit, but Mr. Frond did say that sometimes that is the reason some kids bully." Louise explained.

"The thing is I don't think that's true. I mean I believe that sometimes kids will resort to bullying if they don't understand a situation. That is why it is important to talk to kids about disabilities and other differences, but I do not believe you would do that. Your mom and I have always been very open with you kids. You have no reason to worry about other kids' differences. Because your mom and I are always willing to talk to you. Plus, you have always been very accepting." Bob assured.

"It's really not that bad. No need to get anybody in trouble." Louise sighed.

"If you say so. Oh, I forgot I have some good news for you." Bob replied.

"What good news could you possible have for me?" Louise questioned.

"Your wheelchair is in." Bob replied.

"Great" Louise sighed sort of excited, sort of depressed her wheelchair arriving was good news.

Just like the previous day Bob dropped Louise off in front of the apartment. Linda carried her upstairs and then returned for the wheelchair. Louise could not wait for the stair lift to arrive. She could not wait to be able to just go up and down the stairs. Needing somebody to carry her up and down made her feel like a baby.

"When is the stair lift coming again?" Louise asked as Linda rolled the wheelchair into her room.

"It should be here by next week." Linda replied.

"Can we pick up my chair now?" Lousie asked.

"Uh we need to wait for Tina and Gene to get home." Linda replied.

Louise managed to fall asleep. Because the next thing she knew a hand was gently shaking her awake. She rolled over to see Tina standing beside her bed, her hand on her shoulder.

"Come on Louise! It's wheelchair o'clock!" Tina announced.

"Could you maybe not be so excited about this?" Louise begged.

"Sorry" Tina apologized.

Same routine on the way to the wheelchair store. Carried downstairs with somebody else following behind with the chair. This time it was Tina who insisted on carrying Louise, Linda took the chair, and Bob went to get the car. Louise wished she could at least roll herself to the car at the end of the block, but that curb was a killer. Linda had said she would bring it up at the next city council meeting, but Louise loathed that idea. She knew most of the town knew about her condition. It had been on the news and in the paper, but she still hated whenever the family had to call attention to it.

Once Bob arrived, she transferred herself into the car and Linda loaded the chair into the back. Safe and snug between Tina and Gene. The drive was pretty boring, and she noticed that Gene was not talking to her. Gene did not sit next to Alex at lunch even though Tina had a lunch study session with Susmita and Henry, and Gene did not enjoy sitting close to the lunch line with her and Benj. Was it possible that Chloe was actually, right? Had she really ruined Gene's friendship with Alex? Did that mean that Gene hated her now? She hadn't ruined any of Tina's friendships. Not that Tina had that many friends. God that was so mean. Maybe she hadn't ruined any of Tina's friendships. Even though most of them were fake anyway, but Tina had made a lot of sacrifices to accommodate her needs. God, the must both hate her.

Bob pulled into the parking lot of the mobility store. Same old deal but at least the mobility store had an accessible parking lot. The only help she needed was Gene getting the rented chair which would be left at the mobility store.

"Can I help you?" A clerk asked.

"Bob Belcher we are here to pick up my daughter Louise's wheelchair." Bob explained.

"Ah yes Joe told me you would be here tonight." The clerk replied.

The family was brought to a backroom and another worker unloaded the chair from its box. Bob lifted Louise out of the rented chair and into her real chair. It felt so good. It was an appropriate size for a child. It did not smell like sweat and other bodily fluids. It had not been used by anybody but her. The worker got to work adjusting it to be just right for her size.

"How does that feel?" Jody asked.

"Great" Louise replied.

"Well, it's you. If I didn't know better, I would swear that this were custom made." Jody announced.

"Thank you" Louise replied at the over-the-top compliment that was a clear ploy for a good tip.

"Do you want to pick out a backpack while we are here?" Bob offered.

"I guess" Louise sighed.

Louise changed her tune when she saw the Kuchi Kopi adaptable backpack that was displayed on the wall. Complete with all the characters. Honestly, she was shocked. Kuchi Kopi products were impossible to find and yet here was this bag right in the store. It cost fifty-eight dollars. That had to be more than every backpack the Belcher kids had ever had combined, but Bob got it for her. Once upon a time she would have used this to get a cartload of toys and gifts. Now she was just happy to have the most basic thing. They were leaving the store when Louise spotted a familiar face.

"BENJ!" Louise cried.

"Oh, hey Louise." Benj greeted.

"What are you doing here?" Louise asked.

"Just need a quick wheel adjustment." Benj replied.

"Ah cool I just got my wheelchair and a Kuchi Kopi backpack." Louise replied.

"Cool!" Benj cried.

"Thanks" Louise replied.

"Oh, I got you something." Benj replied, reaching into his backpack, and withdrawing a pair of lime green gloves.

"Kuchi Kopi gloves! But it's October and these gloves only have half the finger part." Louise commented.

"Didn't they tell you about these in the rehab hospital?" Benj gasped.

"Oh, right they are so my hands don't get all calloused." Louise recalled.

"Exactly I hope you like them." Benj replied.

"I love them." Louise assured.