The campers sat around the camp fire. Dr. Caribou was telling a ghost story and every one was listening. Lazlo was sitting with his old bunk mates who were clinging to each other out of fear. Edward sat with Chip and Skip who were also scared, the Loons and Samson were sitting still, besides Samson using Dave's tail as a shield. Caribou was finishing up the story; "The head turned and stared at the boy. Slowly it opened its mouth, and" He turned to Edward, "AAAAAAAAAH!" Edward jumped a little and fell off the log.

Caribou started to laugh and soon the other campers joined in. Edward sat back on the log and scowled at everyone, "Okay…hush now." Caribou said before Edward went postal, he cleared his throat and listened to the scouts talk. 'These poor children…' he thought, even though there was a smile on his face.

Caribou then stood up and began to pass out marshmallows and once everyone had one and roasting them, he sat back down. "Okay boys…here's what we're going to do." Everyone turned and looked at him, "You've been here for almost a month now and I think it's time you all came clean." The scouts looked at each other, "You want us to confess why we're here huh?" Edward asked.

Caribou smiled and nodded, "That's right. I think you're all in a good place to tell the others." Lazlo looked down in shame, Caribou saw this. "Whatever your problem is…it is nothing to be a shamed of. Whatever it is, there is someone else out there just like you." Dave spoke up, "I thought you weren't going to examine us?" he said crossing his arms. "I'm not…I'm listening to you and you are listening to each other. You see scouts, by getting to know your fellow camper you can understand them and respect them more."

As he said the last part, Caribou looked at Edward. "Let's start from the right," Clam was first. Everyone looked at him and he looked at everyone else. He looked back at Caribou with a look a fear and shook his head. Caribou smiled and placed his hand on Clam's shoulder, "its okay, Clam…we wont hurt you." Clam looked at everyone and saw their faces. The only one who looked like he would hurt him was Edward, but then…he always looked like he was going to hurt someone.

Clam looked at his feet and then opened his mouth. "My father beats me." Everyone gasped, even Lazlo and Raj, 'He never told them?' Caribou thought. Clam began to talk again, "If we said more than three or four words to him he would hit me or my siblings. I fought back once and almost died. Since then…I hardly ever talk." Raj hugged Clam and Lazlo walked over to sit next to Clam. Everyone waited but he said nothing more.

Caribou nodded, "Thank you, Clam. I hope you can all understand where Clam is coming from now…Raj? Your up" Raj nodded, "Well…I just have OCD. So I can't really stand dirt or bugs or things out of place or" he kept going on, Caribou had to get him to stop, "Thank you Raj. Lazlo, your up" Lazlo looked up and then looked at his bandages, "I think everyone knows what my problem is." He smiled when he said it. Everyone laughed, "Yes, well…why don't you tell us why you do it?"

Lazlo took a deep breath, looked up at the stars and thought, "I guess…it has to go with the fact that my parents have so many kids." He looked back at everyone and continued, "My parents have sixteen children, including me." Edward fell off his log again and everyone else gasped, "Holy shit! Is your dad Superman or something?" Edward asked, Lazlo laughed, "No…my dad only fathered five of us, the other kids are from two other dads." Everyone was quite, including Caribou. "What?" Lazlo asked; why did everyone get so quite? "So…your mom's a slut?" Ping-Pong asked. Lazlo turned and looked at him, anger in his eyes, "No, my mother is not a slut!" Edward laughed, "She had sixteen kids with three guys…that's a slut" Everyone laughed but Raj, Clam, and Caribou.

Lazlo looked at everyone and began to cry, "She's not a slut" he said very quietly. When no one stopped he yelled, "SHE'S NOT A SLUT!!!" and pushed Edward, who almost fell into the fire, "WHAT HE HELL MAN?" The two of them began to yell at each other. Edward had his face so close to Lazlo's that their noses where touching. Caribou had to put them apart.

"Okay, boys that's enough. Lazlo you don't have to explain your mother to us and Edward, stop starting fights." The boys took their seats and Caribou went down the line, Samson. "Um…well…I'm a Hypochondriac …" Everyone knew what that meant, "Um…I don't why I am…I just am….merp"

Dave: "I'm a compulsive lair, and I'm sorry if I ever lied to you. I guess I lie all the time to get my way. I mean that seems logical, right?"

Ping-Pong: "I have Tourettes Syndrome, AH! I can't control some stuff that comes out of my mouth, DAMN IT! I don't mean to do it…"

Chip: I'm retarded

Skip: Me too

Caribou placed his head in his hand, "No! You two are not retarded; you just didn't have the proper schooling. That's why you're here, I'm teaching you. Edward…we already know what's wrong with you but tell us why you're so angry." Edward froze, they still haven't established that. "Uh…How should I know, you're the "good doctor"" Caribou stared at Edward who just got up and left.

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Edward sat on his bunk, brushing Veronica's red hair, "Why am I so angry? I mean…no one ever does anything to me yet for some reason I always find myself in a fight with someone." Veronica said nothing, "Maybe I'm so angry because I want someone to listen to me…" Edward sighed "I'll listen to you…" Edward looked up and watched Lazlo come through the door.

Edward scowled and looked away, "I'm sorry, Edward…I didn't mean to yell or push you…it's just that…" He sat down on his bed, "Every time I tell people that my mother has sixteen kids from three guys, they always call her a slut, and she's not!" Edward looked at him, "Then where are the other two?" he asked, putting Veronica away.

Lazlo shrugged, "All mom ever said was that: One couldn't take all the kids and the other just upped and left." Edward nodded, "I see…Well…I'm sorry I called your mother a slut then…I guess." Lazlo smiled, "Thank you, Edward and I accept!" Edward looked at Lazlo's big smile and that same tingle, from earlier that day, went through him.

He shook his head, "Whatever…just…just go to bed." He turned the lamp off and crawled into bed, 'But…it's two hours before lights out' Lazlo thought as he sat in the dark.

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AN: HOLY CRAP!!! HOW LONG IS THIS GOING TO BE! I have no idea…We'll see. Has anyone been saying "merp" in their everyday life? I have, I'm retarded. (goes and sits in the corner)