Okay, I am still fixing things!

Yeah, you know what? If I owned this show it sure as hell wouldn't be called Zatch Bell! Per usual, all plot is mine, all characters ain't. Don't sue it's bad karma.

Sherry was aware of one thing, it was cold. It was very cold. She moved closer to the fire to try and dispel the coldness. It didn't work, she was still cold. Sherry began to wish she was dead again. Even though killing herself would send her directly to Hell (at least that was what her mother had told her), it would be warmer. She got closer to the fire. She was now close enough that the heat was hot enough to burn her. Sherry reached out one trembling hand to the fire ready to welcome the inevitable pain.

Brago opened his weary eyes then immediately shut them against the painful glare of the firelight. What happened? He knew there was something he had forgotten, something very important that was nagging in the back of his mind. What was it?

OK, he remembered something about a bridge and a river, then fish, and something about Sherry. SHERRY! That was it! Sherry had tried to kill herself. Brago's eyes snapped open and he leaped to his feet. This startled the shaking figure across the fire from him so that she fell over backwards. Brago saw it was Sherry and sighed in relief, she was still here.

Then he saw how cold she was. He got up and took his cloak from around his shoulders and wrapped it around her shaking form. She raised her big blue eyes to him as though asking why he was doing this. "I don't want you to freeze to death. Then you'll be even more useless then usual." Her eyes widened at his answer then she immediately looked down at her feet.

Brago mentally kicked himself. Stupid! Sherry just tried to kill herself and you bring out an answer like that? Smooth! They sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Brago decided to face the issue in front of them.

"Sherry, why do this?"

"Why not?" Her voice shook. Brago lifted his head up to glare at her when he heard her answer,

"What do you mean by that?" Sherry curled in on herself at the harsh tones in his voice. When Brago saw this he immediately softened his voice and asked again.

Sherry was quiet for a moment before she answered him. "I am no help to anyone. I can't help you because I am just a weak human. And I can't help Koko because I am so worthless. My mother doesn't care what happens to me and I don't have any friends." Sherry's voice grew in pitch and volume as she became more distraught.

Brago frowned, "What do you mean no friends, of course you do."

She looked at him, "Name one."

Brago gulped; this was not his area of expertise! "Well……."

Sherry leaped, "See, no one cares what happens to me now please just let me DIE!" Brago felt his anger rising and did his best not to yell at the irrational teenager.

"So I am no one now, huh?"

Sherry was dumbstruck. "Y-you actually care?" Bragogrowled and looked away. "Br-Brago, I-" She was interrupted by the sound of a painfully familiar voice.

"Radom."

Hey, sorry about how short it was! I'll try to update quicker this time! Just hang with me and review plz!