Ink and Error had left Pj with Fresh for a while as they had to do something else. Fresh for plot purposes decided to take Pj to an ice skating rink. They went in and to the desk for their skates. Once equipped with their ice skates Pj wobbled to the ice, with Fresh helping him to the best of his abilities. On the ice they were both had opposite skill levels, Pj clung to the wall and Fresh skated without even stumbling a little. When Pj asked how he could balance so well all Fresh responded with is "Heelys." Which absolutely no sense to Pj. Fresh eventually grabbed Pj's hands and pulled him out away from the wall, Fresh slowly skated backwards as he instructed Pj on what to do. With a lot of stumbling and falling on Pj's part they started skating around the middle of the rink, with Pj looking up at Fresh and Fresh glancing behind him to make sure he didn't run into anyone. Eventually though Pj started getting the hang of it and started encouraging Fresh to go a little faster. He did and Pj stumbled slightly, but for the most part kept up with Fresh. Pj giggled as they spun, other people in the rink watched them as they glided across the ice, giggling, and smiling. Sadly they had to leave too quickly according to Pj but they'd been there for almost two hours. They glided off the ice quickly before hobbling to the desk to get their shoes back. Pj stumbled with his shoes back on and commented on the weird feeling of not being on the ice now. Fresh laughed and agreed before he led Pj out and back to his house. Ink and Error were home and answered the door for them.

"So ya tomorrow Broski." Fresh waves before skating away on his heelys.

"Bye Mr.Fresh." Pj calls.

Ink takes Pj inside and closes the door behind them. Pj proceeds to tell his fathers about the hours at the ice rink and pretends to skate across the hardwood floor as he does so.