Maybe, just maybe if he put chocolate chips in the eggs, then no one would notice all the shells. He wondered where his father kept the chocolate chips. He searched high and low, in all the cupboards and in all the drawers. And finally, in the very last drawer he found a brand new bag. Robbie pulled and pulled at the top, but it wouldn't open.

He pulled and pulled again as hard as he ever pulled anything before, and the bag suddenly sprang open, the chocolate chips flying high and low. It was a chocolate chip rainstorm. But he collected what he could off the floor and in they went, mash, smash, with the eggs.