My god. I hate this computer!!! Let it die! Let it smolder and die!!! STUPID COMPUTER! I WILL SMOTE YOU OFF THE PLANET!!!!!

This time, it won't let me review. Anything. So, I can't review, which makes me mad, because I am a loyal reviwer and usually review almost every chapter if I really like the story. Now, I cannot do this, which makes me mad, which makes me sad, which makes me mad again, which makes me wish I was glad....

Flash flood warning! Oh no! We have a flash flood warning for my county! Hopefully it passes soon. I HOPE!!!!!!!!!!

*Drinks milk* I love milk. Anyone else love milk? I looooove milk. We're a very milky family. You should see our refridgerator. My mom babysits, and all the kids bring their own milk. We must have like, at least 7 different kinds of milk in there. I didn't even know that there were 7 kinds of milk that existed! In our fridge their is: 1% milk, 2% milk, Whole Milk, Skim Milk (What I drink), Soy Milk (My mom drinks this), chocolate milk, strawberry milk, vanilla milk....so many varieties :p

BUT, I'm sure you don't care about me and all my milk-ness. Soooooo, here we go!

NOW we get to the Thank you's.

Thank's soooooooo much to:

Fire Spirit

Metallica_Girlie

Houser's Girl

Ghosts-girl23

Razzberri

LPI3

Emily

ER

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Running Over Flying Lemurs- Thanks for your 3 reviews, and for being my first reviewer!

Princess_Pixie_Sugar_Stix-Thanks also for your 3 reviews, adding me to your favorites, and for writing that cool fic, "Digging With Death", which you MUST update soon XD

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Wierdo_Loser_Freak: Thank you so much for your 4 reviews! I look forward to them!

Spazjoslyn: Thank you so much for your 5 reviews! Hope I get some more from you!

and, last but not least....

Nosilla: My most loyal reviewer, 12 reviews, this fanfic would be a mere piece of words on a screen without your reviews to keep me going. I thank you soooo much.

Another huge thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, I look forward to more, as it is all of your reviews that keep me continuing. A big round of applause for you all! *Claps*

A/N: For all of you Zero fan's out there, Zero will be coming soon, in around....probably 5 chapters. And you know what that means for all you Barf Bag fans. Cie la vie...er...however you spell that.... ^^)

Tear Jerker Chapter!!!!!!!!!! Also very short, but I'll have chapter 20 and 21 out at the same time.

Chapter 20: Monday Mail

The mail arrived at Camp Green Lake every Monday, but who was counting when it was Monday? Most boys didn't get any mail anyways. Barf Bag occasionaly did, and Zig Zag recieved letters, but never sent any back. Magnet never recieved any mail. Until today.

"I have a letter here for Jose Estonaz." Mr. Pendanski said, holding up a white envelope. Magnet grabbed it from him, and opened it carefully, eyeing it. Who would be sending him a letter? Maybe his aunt had got a job, or one of his brothers, and they could afford to write him letters now. He doubted it, but it was a possibility.

He went over to the broken Billiard Table, and leaned against it. He had no worries that the other guys would get nosey and want to read it, because it was in Spanish. But the second he glanced at it, he knew something was wrong. It wasn't in his Aunt's writing, nor was it in any of his brother's writing.

He read over the first few lines, and instantly his face grew dark.

"No." He whispered to himself, "No manera, este lata no ser acontecimiento."

"Magnet?" Squid asked, "What's wrong?"

Magnet just continued to mumble in Spanish until a few of the other guys came over, minus Zig Zag of course, as he was still in recovery.

"What's wrong, man?" Armpit asked.

"Yeah, what's up?" Barfbag said, "Tell us what's wrong."

"Nothing...i-it's...it's nothing." Magnet said, as he began to walk out of the Wreck room. The other boys followed him.

"C'mon Mag, what's wrong? What'd the letter say?" Squid asked him. Magnet finally turned around to look at them.

"It's nothing....it's just...my...it's just that...it's...my aunt just died, okay?" Magnet said, then ran to the tent, trying hard to keep himself from falling to the ground, and trying to keep his tears from doing the same.

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