Buster was bored, so bored he had fallen asleep in the remedial class. The kid next to him who was obsessed with fire, decided to light Buster's shoe on fire.

Buster's ears had perked up and he screamed in horror as his pants were almost started to get incinerated. Within moments the fire was out.

"Hasenpfeffer."

Fern was chuckling, "That kid lit Buster's shoe on fire."

Sue Ellen sighed she felt sorry for Buster despite the fact that he had said some mean things to her.

Muffy was a bit more grateful, "Buster is what we call 'special' because of the class he is in."

Arthur and everyone else had sighed, it wasn't the same with Buster around he was under constant supervision which was a plus for Fern, Sue Ellen and Muffy, but things needed to change. Buster needed to stay awake in class and prove to himself that he can rightfully be in Ratburn's class.

Sue Ellen had eaten one of her brownies as she thought of something, "Perhaps we could talk Buster into growing up a little bit…"

"Buster'll cry." Binky joked cruelly knowing it was true, he did that often.

"No, we need to help bring him back to our class."

Muffy had her say, "Don't forget the field trip."

A few days later was the field trip, Buster was bought along, they were in the area where donuts are made and of course Buster asked a lot of questions. Who could blame him?

"So where do you get the seeds for the donuts?" Buster asked curiously as he really wanted to know.

The tour operator chuckled, "Donuts aren't grown from seeds."

"But I saw them in a cheerios box."

"I hate to break it to ya but those were just cheerios."

"Aww…"

Mr. Ratburn had gone face level to the now embarrassed Buster, "So you see Buster, I hope you realize that your thing about donut seeds was wrong, they are made in bakeries."

"What about bagels, are they made from donuts that were grown from donut seeds that are past their prime?"

"No."

Fern chuckled, "Mr. Ratburn, can Buster come back to our class?"

Everyone liked Fern's idea despite the fact that she was laughing.

"Please!" Sue Ellen begged.

"All right, Buster can come back," Mr. Ratburn responded in defeat, "However Buster, I want you to submit a new report on donuts."

Buster was busy eating a few as he had smiled at his classmates, once he overheard what Ratubrn said he responded with "Aww…" as he said that his classmates had pointed out that his face was covered with powdered sugar.

The End.