These are reviews that I just felt like responding to. But the 2nd person who reviewed right under OtakuNekoGirl won't be seeing this response since they're not reading this! Funny, huh? I must be one of the few who review flames.

OtakuNekoGirl: Well, like you said, Ren is 15 and Horohoro is 14…in the anime. It has been like that and will stay like that…but only in the anime. In the original Manga, Horohoro's birthday is about a month or so earlier then Ren. Horohoro's birthday is November 27, 1985 (add the numbers until it reaches 1998 when the Shaman King Manga began and that's about 13) and Ren's was January 1, 1986. So, Ren wasn't born until about a month after Horohoro. It's weird how they changed him from being a month younger then Horohoro, to a whole year older than him…

Putting that aside, I'm very glad people are actually enjoying this and think it's funny. You're also one of the few who review every time, so thanks and I hope you enjoy this chapter, too!

Hi: Sukke bad.

What I was expecting for a long time now has finally come: a flame. I'm glad that this person took their time to review me and tell me what they thought about this story, but there's only one problem…what in the world is 'Sukke'? I understood the 'bad' part but not the 'sukke' one. Maybe the person typed too fast or something because I can't think what 'sukke' is…maybe sucks? Yeah, 'sucks bad' sounds about right to me or at least better then 'sukke bad.' But what amazes me is that I got 70 reviews before I got this one! 70 did not sound like a number that was even possible to me, neither did 30 at first.

It's not like the person who gave me this review is reading this, if they didn't like it, they wouldn't want to read it, so I'll just say thank you to all the readers.

And I hope you read the next chapter, too

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Chapter 7: "Take off your midget suit…Now!"

"Huh?"

"I'll say!" Chocolove yelled. "I'm a part of this team too! Why don't I get anything, as your fellow teammate—or maybe--" Chocolove turned to Horohoro with big eyes. "You don't like me?" Horohoro was about to say something but Chocolove went on. "You love my jokes yet…you don't like me…how sad…but as long as you love my jokes…"

"STOP PUTTING WORDS IN MY MOUTH!" Horohoro roared. "Okay…" He calmed down a little. "There is nothing to worry or freak about, plus, I did get you something, Chocolove. Here." Horohoro threw a little package over to him.

"Wow! I actually got something! I wonder what it—101 Bad Jokes for Even Worse Jokers! Why did you get me this book!"

"Because," Horohoro started. "When I saw that book on the shelf of this bookstore I passed by, the first and only person that came into mind was you."

Chocolove sighed. "I guess I better thank you for it…Thanks."

"Don't worry, it was my pleasure."

Hao came out with a mike. "A song, 99 bottles of milk of on the wall, 99 bottles of milk, you take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of milk on the wall, 98 bottles of milk on the wall, 98 bottles of milk, you take one down pass it aroun—"

"Why are you singing?" Yoh asked as he looked at his dancing brother who had a mike in his hands. "Are you still drunk?"

"Hey, not bad, actually, I could use some of these jokes…" Chocolove muttered while reading his brand new book. He looked up to Hao. "Hey, not that bad, Hao."

"It—it was beautiful! Your voice!" Ryu cried. "Though I have no idea why you even sang that song."

"Don't say anything more," Lyserg warned the rest. "He'll get a head even bigger than the one he has now…if that's possible."

"WHY THE HELL WERE YOU SINGING THAT?" Ren shouted.

"Milk," Hao chuckled.

"What does that mean!"

"Um, speaking of milk, Ren, what about what I got you?" Horohoro reminded.

Ren turned to Horohoro. "Can't you see I'm busy, Baka!"

"Sorry…" Horohoro sighed as he placed the bottle on a table and sat back down.

"Hey! You can't be that mean to my brother!" Pirika shouted. "You can't say that to the future Shaman King!"

"Excuse me, everyone," interrupted Manta. "Let's start playing."

Ren looked at the bottle. "Guess I have to spin it since Hao made me go," he mumbled. The bottle was spun by Ren and it stopped at Chocolove.

Chocolove thought that it was a miracle for it to finally land on him. "Dare!" He said jumping up and down. "I finally get to go! I feel as if nothing could knock me down!"

"I dare you to quit cracking those stupid jokes for today."

Chocolove fainted.

"Are you okay?" Everyone came to wake him up.

Ren looked around and noticed that everyone was paying attention to Chocolove. "I guess I should thank you for the milk," Ren whispered to Horohoro. "And I'm—I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Horohoro said as he smiled.

"You didn't let me finish. I'm sorry that you were born such an idiot," Ren smirked. "Really, you don't even let a person finish their own sentence."

"Come on, Ren! Why do you always have to do that!" Horohoro cried. Ren always did that and it always annoyed Horohoro.

"Do what?" Ren asked innocently. "I was simply apologizing. Is that wrong now?"

Chocolove woke up. "Fine, no jokes today." He twirled the bottle and with that, he fainted again.

"Wait, Chocolove…" Yoh sighed but it was too late by then, Chocolove was already asleep. "…it's your turn, you need to tell the person…Okay, he's asleep, does anyone want to go as him instead?" Yoh asked the group as he looked at them all, but they were all looking at the bottle, waiting for it to stop.

The bottle started to slow down, moving here and there until it stopped on…Manta. He flinched, this wasn't a good thing.

"Ooh, it's the fat midget!" Hao exclaimed, containing his excitement while an evil smirk was visible on his face. "Let me take over Afro Boy!"

"Huh! Astro Boy!" Ryu exclaimed, confused.

"Hey, his name is Manta," Yoh reminded his brother. "And his name is Chocolove. Broccoli Tops, Fat Midget, Afro Boy, don't you call anyone by their actual names, Hao? Is there anyone you respect?"

"Heh," Hao placed his fingers on his forehead with eyes closed, doing the whole cool guy routine. "Have you forgotten Anna?"

"Well, no, but—"

"Even though I know Anna is meant for me, you stay with her instead. And to think, I still walk this earth without going insane," Hao said sadly. "Isn't that something, Yoh?"

"What? What does that have to do with anything? I didn't even ask you that."

"Yeah, as if he's sane…" Ren mumbled.

"Now, ignoring that," Hao sighed with his arms folded over his chest. "Let me go and take over Afro Boy's turn!" He turned to Manta and sneered. "I have a few ideas for the fat midget…"

Manta looked terrified. "I don't think letting him take over Chocolove will be the smartest thing to do," he squeaked. "I think he has something up his sleeves…"

"Don't worry, Fat Midget, there's nothing to worry about, I don't have anything up my sleeves, you can trust me when I say that."

Manta let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. "Great, but how do I know you're not going to do anything bad to me?"

Hao sneered. "I don't have any sleeves, I wear a cloak, but I still do have plans for you."

"What?" Manta shrieked.

Hao stood up. "No one is stopping me so it's now official that I'm taking over Afro Boy's turn!" he exclaimed with a finger in the air. "It's too late to say anything now! I get to do all the talking! So…" he turned to look down at Manta. "Truth or…dare?"

"Dare?" he squeaked.

Hao began to cackle, not like, but close to how a witch would.

"Hey," Horohoro pointed to Hao with a grin. "He sounds just like a witch!"

"Need I remind you of my soft skin, shiny hair and slim body?" Hao yelled. "I don't look anything like a witch! Besides, witches are female and, heh…" he closed his eyes. "Don't I look prettier than any girl?" There was a short pause. "Of course I do! I look better than all of you, all except for Anna." He began to laugh.

"He talks for a long time without giving anyone a chance to answer, doesn't he?" Pirika sighed. Tamao nodded.

"Getting back," Hao pointed to Manta, "I want you to…take off your midget suit…now!"

"What?"

"There's no way anyone can be that short naturally…so you must be wearing a midget suit or something very similar! Maybe you're using a shrink ray? But whatever it is, I dare you to stop using it! Now!"

Silence…

"He isn't using a suit or anything like that; he's naturally that short," Ryu explained to Hao.

Hao glared at Ryu. "Shut up, Hairy Caveman, this is between me and the fat midget, you have nothing to do with this!"

"What! Hairy Caveman?"

"Now he's going to call Ryu 'Hairy Caveman'?" Yoh asked himself. "He should do something about this name calling problem."

"It's what you would expect from him!" Lyserg almost screamed. "He's a murderer with absolutely no manners whatsoever!" He gave Hao a glare. "…You deserved to watch Telletubbies for ten minutes…" he growled.

"As if anyone deserves that," Hao murmured. "Give me the electric chair any day."

"Manta can't take off his midget suit since he's not wearing one, what do we do now, Hao?"

"He is doing something to make himself that short and small, Yoh. Right, Anna?"

"…"

"Ha ha ha ha ha! I guess she doesn't listen, let alone respond to a word you say! Right, Ren?"

"…"

"Should I be pointing and laughing at you now, Horohoro?"

"Shut up, Hao."

A/N: Well, I'm done posting this chapter. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be ready to post but I seem to do it on Saturdays. Maybe not every Saturday, but if I do, it's always on a Saturday…Maybe it won't always be on a Saturday, but, like I said, it usually is. There are also those times when it doesn't show up on until the next day…how confusing. And I'd like to thank the readers again; but I guess only the people who bother to read this useless section will hear the thank you. (I still don't believe I have people reading this story…)