Wow! Three reviews that soon? Well the fun keeps on coming! Hopefully you think this one's just as good. (Oh, and yes. Freya did punish me for that pun. *Points to dunce cap on head*)

Chester stared at Abby in disbelief before his eyes widened with realization. Then he chuckled a little, rubbing the back of his head; coincidently, where Abby had hit him with Mr. Bumpkins. "That joke was a lot funnier when I was six…"

Abby smiled then frowned a little. "Where did you go? I checked Ms Susie's class; I checked the earlier classes…" Chester shrugged, as well as he could pushed to the floor like he was. "My new Chuck found he preferred to go with a… different method of taking care of me…" Chester didn't want to tell her exactly what he did, he may not know why people freak out about the littlest things like that, but he didn't want to scare Abby away.

Abby smiled at the strange naming of Chester's guardian, it seemed to stick with him.

Abby liked Chester, she liked him a lot! Chester was really sweet and not that scared of the other kids and they seem to be mean to him more! "Don't you ever cry to your mommy when she picks you up?" Abby hugged Mr. Bumpkins tight to her chest.

"I don't have a mommy, I have a Chuck. I used to have a mommy, but she had to go on the table. You don't get up after you lie on the table." Abby looked at Chester and guessed it was true. Her mommy never lied on the table and she was still here. "What happens to mommies after they lie on a table?"

"Not just mommies have to lie on the table; everybody has too sooner or later, or so my mommy. And then, she had to! It was scary…" Abby gasped; is Chester going to get on the table now because of her? Chester saw her face and smiled at her. "Don't worry, loads of people have to go on the table and I bet none of them know about it! But after you go to the table, you end up in a big box, with lots of cushions in it! Then people gather around it, including this guy in funny black robes and they all say good things about the person in the box and then they put the box in the ground."

Abby thought this was really sucky; she didn't want to be put in the ground, even if it was in a box with cushions in it and people said good things about her.

Abby stared at Chester, and then said finally "You were talking about death back then, right?" Chester wrinkled his nose, searching his memory until… "That's what death pretty much is to a six year old, you know."

"That whole conversation was really creepy now that I think about it. You do know I thought you… went on the table when I couldn't find you again."

"Sorry,"

"I didn't get near any tables for a week; I ate while sitting on the ground."

"Are you going to hit me with Mr. Bumpkins again?"

Abby couldn't help it; she burst out laughing. Soon Chester started laughing to; the first time he did for what seemed like years; maybe because it had been years…

The two stopped laughing and looked deep into each others eyes, leaning closer until… "So that's how you cure depression!"

The two looked at the doorway, where Lab Rat was standing, then to themselves, specifically Abby practically lying on Chester. The two quickly scrambled to their respective feet, blushing madly. Soon Kat arrived, staring at the bathroom walls before turning to her boyfriend and started shouting at him. "How can you do that to…?" Kat paused and turned to Abby and Chester. "What's your real name?"

"Chester Smirkov." Kat's eyes widened. "Really? Okay then."

She turned back to Lab Rat. "How dare you do that to Chester Smirkov!" Chester laughed; twice in five minutes! This was amazing!

Ty and Naomi were last and they both gasped at the bathroom as well. Ty was panting. "We had… Boil on our tail…" He managed to breathe out, and then noticing the others horrified faces. "He's right behind me isn't he?"

He was; his red oversized head was redder and had veins pulsing through it. "Why are you all not in the LIBRARY!" He shouted. Chester stepped forward.

"Oh, they were just trying to prevent me from killing myself!" Chester stated cheerfully. Boil twitched at that statement (as well as the mere fact about who said it,) but kept his composure. "And why were you trying to… kill yourself?"

"Oh, you know. I've had six guardians not including my mom, and they all tried to kill me, again not including my mom. The latest one has been hitting me, which is why I started wearing mascara because apparently that's what you do when you get beat, but it really hasn't helped my popularity at school, which if you look in yonder bathroom, was already in the toilets. Hey, I made a joke! I was at first going to off myself on Tuesday, but I heard a rumor that for once wasn't about me, so I managed to keep the urge to kill myself off until today, when Abby jumped me. I wanted to die in here because of the irony. Me and Abby talked and just to let you know, my name is Chester Smirkov, not Kid Rot. You getting all this?"

Boil stood there just as everybody else did. Lab Rat was the first to speak. "Dude… How are you still alive?" Chester smiled "Hey! You sound like the third Chuck while they were dragging him away! 'How the hell can you still be alive! You just drank about 300 mgs of pure arsenic and lemonade!' Oh Chuck number three, you had the best reactions to things… Why is everybody staring at me?"

Boil shook his massive head, trying to either get Chester's words out of his head or wake up from this insane dream. "…Just get back to the library… all of you… while I… just go to the library…"

Chester shrugged and started to almost skip back while whistling a tune. The others paused but eventually joined him. He turned to Abby. "Can I have my knife back?"

"What? No!"

"Why not?"

"Because you tried to kill yourself. That revokes your knife privileges."

Oh Chester, how long I have waited for the chance to write your lines. Originally he was just this undertaker's kid who got beaten, but as the story progressed I pretty much said 'lets just push him 'til he cracks.' The funny thing is that he thinks of it as completly normal.