Kirjava Deamon: I will try to make the chapters a bit longer. Thanx for being honest though. xXx Woona xXx

Nilah Branbybuck: I'm working on the description. As I said, it's my first Fanfiction and I'm not very good at this! xXx Woona xXx

Zeroluver: Do you live on the sun??? I would MELT in 47 degrees!!! (It's Centigrade anyway!!!) xXx Woona xXx

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Mellabee: I'm going to play around with them... Thanx for the review. See ya soon. xXx Woona xXx

Thanx to everyone for all of the reviews I think that I removed the other story...

Another day, another hole, more sploop and blisters. What a wonderful life, Stanley muttered silently as he got into his dusty orange suit.

It was, yet again a roasting day, warmer than the previous day. The sun sizzled high in the sky, warming up the ground.

"I have a theory..." Squid began whole group moans "That if a person sneezes and keeps their eyes open at the same time, then the eyes will burst out of their sockets and implode."

"Oh man," said Armpit "you really are one sick person" Squid looked thoughtful and chewed on his toothpick, "It really is a thinker"

"You've gone mad!" said Zig-Zag "Maybe it was the heat yesterday!!!"

"You do look pretty sunburnt," said Stanley

Squid hopped away to collect his spade.

"There is DEFINITELY something wrong with that boy" Zero whispered into Stanley's ear.

Squid was so red, he could have been mistaken for a cherry tomato cut in half with short, brown hair and features.

As the camp migrated slowly to join Squid with the digging of his hole, he was singing a little song to amuse him, it went like this, 'Dig a hole to build some character, dig a hole to build some character.'

"Man what's up with you?" questioned Armpit "You never sing"

"Well today I feel HAPPY!!!" Squid exclaimed "happy, happy, happy!!!"

A few hours later Squid finished digging and spat in his hole, the water dissolved within 3.04 seconds.

Squid sat on the rim of his hole and started to speak to the others about sunstroke.

"So, can you go crazy from the heat?" He questioned

"Yeah, there was this boy, Steve Bartram" Caveman answered "He went crazy and painted the walls of the classroom back home orange, with acrylic paint!"

"What was the temperature?" Zig-Zag asked

"Dunno," Stanley replied "he was on holiday in Cyprus when it happened"