I'm not doing thanks to reviewers this time because I am very frustrated. This was a long chapter and pretty good, I think. Then, my computer died and was wiped. Along with this chapter and the next two. So I had to get motivated to retype it. Which didn't happen completely. I'm sorry for not updating sooner though! –is sorry-

Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain. My arm still HURTS! I want to go and hit that lady with whatever stuff was on her hand. It's early and the morning and I'm cranky. Get over it. Oh, God. Some moron's in my way.

"Move!" Bet you can't guess who that was. But the guy I yelled at, his face turned into a purple tomato. If there were purple tomatoes.

Which there aren't.

"What you say to me, girlie?" Girlie? You… :P to you.

"GIRLIE? You are an evil person who should go eat a mushroom." After that, let's just say my arm hurts more. But I think his face is worse. No, I did nothing. But Armpit and Zigzag and Squid and Magnet did. (insert giggle here) Time to follow Mr. Sir to my "digging" spot. And do almost nothing all day. This sure is the life.

"ARMPIT! ZIGZAG! SQUID! MAGNET!"

"What?" Squid asked, sounding not too happy. And he turned around.

Ew! Bloody noses are NOT cool.

"Holy hamburger salad! Are you ok?"

"I will be when you tell me what a hamburger salad is."

"It's a burger chopped up into a salad, but seriously, are you ok?"

"I'm fine."

"Oh yeah! Thanks for that."

"That guy always bugged me." I saw Armpit and Zigzag and Magnet. (MAGNETO! AHH!) "What?" I asked.

"You called us…?"

"Oh yeah. Thanks for back there."

"No problem. That guy was sent here to monitor us for the government and see how we react to different situations."

"That's, erm, nice, Zig."

"No it isn't! If they're at a juvenile delinquent camp, then they're everywhere! They're in restaurants, and fax machines, and-"

"Zig, stop." Thanks, Magnet! I was scared for a sec.

Did, dig, dig, dig, rest for an hour and a half, dig some more. My life is AWESOME, is it not?

Of course it is. THE TACO KINGS PWNS J00! PH43R HIM! BWAHAHAHA!

That was odd.

I'm actually getting better at digging. (A/N: I know I have used ()'s all through the story, but I like -'s now. So I'll be using them.) –gasp-

SOMETIME LATER

Water truck is here! Yay? I'm still last in the line. Boo! Dr. Pendanski has the truck today. He's all bouncy and happy as always. I hate it when he's bouncy and happy.

So naturally, I hate him. Good logic there, I know.

Anyway, when we were getting our canteens filled, Caveman went up to Mom with a fossil thinger. Don't really know what happened but I know X-Ray is mad. Darn! Something to displease him.

LUNCH

I'm not digging any more today. There are SO many other things I'd rather be doing. Bah Humbug.

Zero left. So in a little while I will too. I think my arm may have disconnected itself to try to run away from the crap that's in it now. Ok. I'm going. –leaves-

BACK AT THE TENT

I am so BORED! –is gonna listen to music- Hold on one second. WHERE IS MY CD PLAYER? I bet some idiot in my tent took it just to get on my nerves –kills them- D not really. But oh well. I don't know who did it, but I will get them. And it will hurt. And I will laugh. Since I don't know exactly what happened, I'll just get them all!

-maniacal laughter- Who's first? How about –picks a person at random- Zigzag? Mr. Paranoia. This will be fun. It might not hurt, but I will laugh. A whole lot. So X-Ray'll come in, then Squid, then him. –plans, er, schemes-

AFTER X-RAY AND SQUID COME IN

-is finished planning- Hehe. Oh, here he comes!

"You guys, remember, six o'clock. The thing. The big confidential brain- Oh hi Zig! How was your day?" Squid and X-Ray looked at me like I was nuts. I sort of just brought out a sentence like that out of nowhere, though. So I guess they have a good reason.

"What's happening at six?" Zigzag asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. Why would something happen at six?"

"You were talking to... THEM about it!" he said, looking scared and quickly glanced over at X-Ray and Squid, who still looked really confused.

"Nothing is happening at six that has anything to do with brainwashing the entire camp, Zi- oops." Hehe he thought I said that on accident.

"You did say something then cause you just said… BRAINWASHING THE CAMP?" and he ran off. This is fun so far. The dinner bell rings at 5:30. And I'm gonna sit next to him looking at him funny the whole time.

AT DINNER

I don't know where Zig got tinfoil from, but he did. And he's using it as a hat. So I'm staring at him muttering "hypnosis" and "six o'clock" and "brainwash" at random intervals. He looks scared. –is happy- but now I'm gonna eat this stuff that couldn't pass for food to a bunch of starving wildebeests.

A/N: Okay. I wouldn't read this cause it's basically a shoutout to my friends on neo. I know none of these people are reading this, but Mr. Taco King, Miss Taco Queen, Bob, Kila, Leo, Scott, Jimmy, Matty, Ally, Kasey, Clumbzeh, and Megan pwn. I luffs you all! (They are in my neopets guild thinger in case you are reading this) TUTP! Formerly USTP!