Just a side note, these are drabbles. Meaning that no chapter correlates to the next. I am hoping that you guys will still read it, and if you want, tell me how to fix it up and make it better.

Disclaimer: If I owned The Secret Saturdays, they would all have personalities like sticks. Seeing as they don't have personalities like sticks, I will have to assume that I don't own The Secret Saturdays. :D (this is not because i am mean, this is because i forget that people are different from me...)

The bell rang. The screeching, blaring, ear-drum killing bell that signaled recess. Every kid in the classroom, including Zak, jumped up and ran to the door, though with varying levels of excitement. For a hyperactive 11-year-old crime fighting, cryptid befriending kid like him, the lull of elementary school was even worse than normal. Even worse, his teacher would not let him sleep. So, understandably, he ran outside as fast as possible and called out to Zon, before remembering that he was "not allowed to scare any innocent people with Zon, or Fisk, or Komodo. Remember, they don't know about these things, and she's supposed to be extinct" and so on by order of parents.

As a result, Zak decided to just sit on the swings. He saw one open, and he sat, swinging up and down, up and down. Eventually, he got high enough on the swing (meaning near parallel to the ground) and saw some other kids jumping off the swings. Finally finding some excitement in the droll school, he mimicked them, but due to reflexes, ended up doing a double flip before landing gracefully like a cat. He landed, and dusted himself off, aware of the awed children all around him and looking pleased with himself.

"That was amazing!" one girl said. "How did you do it?"

Zak shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "I dunno, I just did it, I guess." What he couldn't tell them was that he had so much training with this that the reflexes were a part of him. He flies; he flips (if he can).

Unbeknownst to him, another kid was attempting to flip off the swings. As any 11-year-old kid thought, if someone did something cool, then you had to be able to do it too. When Zak turned around, therefore, he saw a kid getting ready to flip out of the swings, a kid who, no doubt, had absolutely no battle reflex training whatsoever.

"No, stop!" Zak called. However, the kid had already tried to flip off of the swings, and was now flying through the air, screaming in panic. More reflexes popped in, and Zak managed to catch the kid before he ended up splattered on the ground.

Once he put the kid down, Zak asked, "Are you ok?"

The kid replied, "Yeah, I'm fine. But how did you do that awesome flippy-thing off the swings."

Unfortunately, the teacher heard him. "Zak Saturday, why were you flipping off the swings? For your own safety, you should not do that, that's why we have rules here. To the principal's office!"

"What?!" Zak cried out outraged. "How is it my fault? I didn't even know about that rule. And I caught the kid who nearly fell too!" This had no effect whatsoever, and he was led off to the principal's office like a lamb to slaughter.

Lets Blow a Secret! Version 1:

It was recess time, and Zak was playing dodge ball with some other kids. He was doing really well, and managed to win several games, sometimes by himself. Other kids were either happy to have him on their team or slightly jealous, but of course, he had a slight advantage. That kind of stuff (dodging and aim) comes more naturally when you have to fight for your life. He suddenly stopped, however, when he heard screaming. Someone shouted, "There's a gigantic lizard trying to eat us! AHHHHH!"

More people heard the screaming, so they turned, and they saw nothing. One boy, who was the typical boy who sees himself superior to others, scoffed, "How immature, making up a story about a giant lizard." Of course, that was before he saw someones lunch eaten whole, lunch box and all, by apparently thin air. After he saw that, he ran away screaming as well.

Due to his experience, Zak not only was completely calm, but also had a pretty good idea about who the culprit was. He also knew how to handle it.

"Hey, Komodo. You're not supposed to be here, we'll get in trouble. And if we get in trouble, then you won't get hamburgers tonight…"

Komodo understood immediately, and after reappearing to nod affirmation to Zak, ran home, unaware of the fact that people were NOT used to seeing giant lizards appear out of thin air.

Zak smiled at his success, but started frowning a second later, when people started asking, "Why were you talking to the lizard? Did you send it as a prank." He didn't know what annoyed him more, the fact that they accused him of making trouble when he didn't cause it (he didn't mind being accused of causing trouble, when he did cause it) or the fact that they called Komodo a giant lizard. 'he's clearly a Komodo Dragon, duh!' Zak thought, since he couldn't tell them out loud.

Let's Blow a Secret! Version 2:

Zak was eating a snack at the lunch table that happened to be conveniently near a large tree. His snack was a cookie, which he was munching happily, happily because he didn't have to sit in the classroom anymore. He also had a bag of chips with him, which he was planning to share with someone right about…now.

"Arrwoor?" The leaves shuffled.

Zak chuckled. "Yeah, you can come down now, Fisk."

From the tree dropped Fisk, a seven feet tall gorilla-cat, a.k.a. Fiskerton Phantom, with long grey fur and glowing red eyes. He might sound vicious, but right now, he was whining slightly, and looked harmless. For now.

"Sure, you can have your chips, Fisk. Man, school has been torture. Its so boring! There's no adventures, no cryptids," *hrey!* "besides you, Fisk, and no weapons to test out!"

"Rahterskool?" Fisk asked.

"Yes!" Zak replied, sitting up at the prospect of a fun ride. "Did you build the track yet?"

"Uhruuh!"

"Awesome! I hope its as good as you say!" Just then, the bell rang. "Well, Fisk, I have to go now… Hey! Maybe there'll be a cryptid attack, and I won't have to go to school…" Zak thought wistfully.

"Rarroruu!"

"I know that won't happen, Fisk, but I can hope, right? Well, you better go, see ya!"

Right before Fisk left, a random girl ran by, looked back, and shrieked loudly. That scared Fisk, because he didn't know anyone could shriek so loudly, and he jumped into the tree, and traveled home. Zak was surprised, and ran after the girl, but she had gotten a good head start, and by the time he caught up, the teacher was looking at him suspiciously.

"Zak, Mary here claims to have seen a giant animal right next to you, one which you were talking to. Does this ring any bells?"

Nervously, Zak stuttered, "Umm, no sir. Be-besides, what would I have to do with that anyway? Maybe she imagined it?"

The teacher didn't look satisfied, but it wasn't there anymore, and he couldn't really imagine it being there in the first place. So, as a result, he had to let Zak go, although he started watching him carefully after that.