*Sigh*, it's been one heck of a night, hasn't it?

*Yawn*

Hmm, I guess I'm sleepier than I thought I was.

With the diary safe under his orange bed, Russell felt that it was time to get some rest.

-30 Minutes Later-

After 30 minutes of lying in bed, Russell realized that it was pointless; he couldn't get to sleep. His mind was still on Penny. After getting a second wind, Russell decided to go for a walk, or at least as good as one from walking around the pet shop. He got out of bed, and walked a lap around the shop, making sure to be quiet so none of his friends would wake up.

"What's up?" A voice from the shadows called out to the hedgehog.

Russell almost yelled out, but covered his mouth just in time. He hadn't thought anyone was up. Was his steps really enough noise to wake someone up? Well it didn't matter anyway.

"Oh, um, nothing really. I'm just taking a little walk is all." Russell responded.

"Same here." Taking a few steps, coming out of the darkness was Pepper Clark.

"Did you really have to scare me like that Pepper? It wasn't very nice." Russell asked.

"Sorry, I was just having a little fun."

"…Sooooo, do you want to talk about something, or can I continue my walk?" Russell curiously asked with an annoyed look on his face.

"Actually yes there is," Pepper answered, "I, and pretty much everyone else, noticed that you got a journal or something from Blythe yesterday, and that you were pretty defensive of it. I saw you writing in it earlier."

Wait, she saw that? Oh no! Russell thought in agony.

"You can probably figure out what questions I'm going to ask next, and since we're all really curious, I hope you can answer them."

"Well since I know you're not going to go away until I do, I'll give you this: You may ask as many questions as you want, but I'll only answer one, of my choosing. Also you can't tell ANYONE else. How's that?" Russell explained.

"Sure, sounds like fun!" Pepper said ecstatically. "Well for starters, what are you writing about? Why is it so important to you that you couldn't tell anyone about it? Is it about anyone in the pet shop? Did you find some secret about one of us?" Pepper finished asking her questions.

"Well, to answer the last question: No, I didn't find any secret about any of you. Are we done?" Russell asked, annoyed.

"Russell…"

"Ok, Ok. Fine. Since I can't tell you about what it is, or why it's so important, I'll answer the third question: Yes, it's about someone in the pet shop. I'm really sorry Pepper, but I can't say any more. I wish I could, but if I gave any more hints, you might figure it out and tell everyone, which would defeat the whole purpose of the diary."

"…Well, thank you Russell. I appreciate the answers. I'll let you get back to your walk." Pepper said, finished their conversation.

"To be fair, you didn't give me much of a choice."

"Hehe."

With Russell walking off into the distance, Pepper thought to herself.

This doesn't make any sense. First off, he can't tell any of us about what he's writing, yet it's about one of us. Since he more or less answered the last question, I know it isn't that he knows something about one of us, so by process of elimination, it must be something about him. The problem with that is that he said that it's about someone in the pet shop. How could it be about any of us if it isn't about a secret? And if it's about one of us, how could it be about him as well? I mean, the only thing I can think of is that he's in lo-

Pepper grinned, and went back to bed.