Dear Journal

I hate Nigel Uno, with a passion.

I'll give you a quick run down of what happened that led me to this, but be warned it involves cake, and Delightful children.

The Delightful Children are a group of five hive-minded kids, who enjoy eating their birthday cake by themselves without sharing it with other kids besides their little group. Honestly, I never figured out why the KND cares so much, but I guess it could just be because their an annoying group of people.

So for the last six times in a row, Sector V has been on the case with trying to steal the mighty cake from the Delightfuls.

It never worked out, and my sis thought it best to put a new team on the mission. My team as it happens, which I was so happy with. I'm not sure why I disliked Nigel at the time, but I did and I mocked the heck out of him.

Through a series of events far too stupid to be written down, lots of people get involved in a Scavenger Hunt, which my group did great in, teamwork is fun.

So I (Yeah, that was all my fault really...)decide we should go for Father's Pipe. 83 and 84 thought this was a suicidal idea, but I got them to agree to it.

Then who shows up? Oh, sorry forgot you couldn't answer me Journal, but yeah it's Nigel. He comes in telling me I'm not ready to face a foe like Father. The more I think about it the less sense it makes! My sister put my team on the mission, she must have known we might have faced Father, so we were in green in that area.

Then he touched me. I kinda blacked out after that, I vaguely remember being giddy that I got the pipe, and someone forcing a yo-yo into my mouth. I know that to be 84's work, and it hurts both emotionally and physically as my teeth still sting.

So Nigel, with a cheeky and cheery grin, takes all of my Scavenger Hunt stuff (Numbuh 4 later told me, mockingly so, that 83 was the one that allowed it. That hurts...) and saves the day.

Oh, but it gets worse. Nigel saves the cake, which was freaking gigantic, and every kid in Kids Next Door got a slice, except me by Supreme Leader's Orders.

Speaking of, my sis gave me a public telling off for how I performed through the operation, and like always she praised Nigel. Gosh, if he's so amazing why doesn't she marry him?

Getting to the point? Sis basically told me I was to take a week-long break to think about my actions, where Paddy would take over for me till I returned.

What makes this punishment worse is the fact that I think Sis did it on purpose, as the week off corresponds with...my week with Mother.

My parents didn't see eye to eye in their marriage, and when they split mother went home. So once every month, very rarely together, me and Rachel would go visit her. This is made possible because our Dad is rich. Like, really rich.

Oh, and Mum lives in London.

I'm currently writing while I wait on the plane, I'm alone but that's because of how often I make this trip anyways.

Seven days, with Mum, no KND stuff, and if I'm really lucky, I won't come back with an accent...I'm doomed.

Ah, prologues. Please take note that the opinions expressed here are what I assume Harvey would have about the whole matter, and please don't look to hard into Harvey's Mother being from England. It's something I felt like using. If you noticed a cringe inducing spelling mistake, please tell me and I'll correct it. Have a nice night now.

Oh, and the giant cake thing? That's because I don't believe GKND really happened, it was just a story told twenty years later to mess with Father's head. So, big cake. Okay?