Okay. I'm REALLY sorry for not updating for, like, half a year. VERY, VERY SORRY. I lost the document with this one and I couldn't be bothered typing it up again. I'M SORRY =(

So, uh, I'm not dead, and I'm finally updating. Hooray. Um yes, and...so, this is Knuckles' diary! yay! And, it's not as lighthearted as the previous ones... so sorry about that. Not slash, either. Sorry if you wanted it to be as happyhappy as the other ones. Slightly OOC. Sorry again. I apologise too much. O.o

On with the show, then. (Oh yeah, and I don't know much about the Master Emerald shrine and stuff. Forgive inaccuracies.)

This diary belongs to Knuckles the Echidna.

DON'T READ IT! I'm talking to YOU, Sonic and Rouge! You're the only two who'd have the CHEEK to come up here and steal my diary.

So unless you wanna get your face punched in, STAY AWAY! GOT IT?

Yep Knux, Iii've got it!

This be Sonic, and if you wanna 'punch my face in' you'll have to catch me first!

Yeah yeah yeah, before you go all crook at me for writing in your diary, get this- Amy wrote in mine, then I wrote in hers, and now I'm writing in yours.

Why?

Because it's fun, that's why! Feel free to write in mine! It's not like mine's private anymore, after Amy scribbled all over it.

Also, you're so serious all the time, I wanna know what you're thinking.

Got it? Okay then, here I go.

...whoaaaahhh...how much did you WRITE? Guess you've got nothing better to do, 'cept sit up here staring at your big rock. Man. Yours is even longer than Amy's, and it took me long enough to get through hers. Guess I'd better get started before you find out I stole your diary.

Sonic, out.

FRIDAY 1

Get this into your head, diary-person: I am NOT gonna do all that 'dear diary' crud. I'm only writing in this cause I've got nothing better to do.

Opening with a bang, Knucklehead? What a dramatic first entry.

Vector gave me a diary

Gave you one too, huh? Maybe he thought it'd improve your handwriting (which, by the way, is so messy at first I thought you were writing in hieroglyphics or Chinese or something).

so I thought I'd better not let it go to waste. So what do I write about? My boring life? I sit. I watch the Master Emerald. If I get hungry, I chew on a leaf. That's about it.

I thought you LIKED doing that stuff. What's with the 'my life is boring' all of a sudden?

So what do I write about now? Three facts about me?

- I am NOT Sonic's friend.

- I am stronger than Storm.

- Don't touch my emerald.

Memorize those, and you'll know me by heart.

I know you by heart, Knux! Yay! And we ARE friends you moron, you just don't like to admit it.

...calling you a moron isn't very good for our friendship, is it? Yeah...

How I spend my time: I sit and guard the Master Emerald. From what, you ask? From Rouge. From Eggman. And that's about it...yeah, sometimes I've had amateur treasure hunters come in, but not very often.

Yup, your life is boring.

When I'm not guarding the Master Emerald, it's either because Eggman's attacking, or Sonic's dragged me off to do something trivial and unimportant.

Hey! I know you have fun when I 'drag you off to do something trivial and unimportant'. Like the Ex World Grand Prix! Don't tell me that wasn't fun!

And sometimes I come down to help the others look for Chaos Emeralds.

So, that's my life in 190 words.

The joy of life.

SATURDAY 2

What am I meant to write in this thing? Today...I woke up, I looked at the Master Emerald, then I did nothing else for most of the rest of the day. Well I ran around a bit for no reason in particular.

That's what I do!

Then I got myself a pet ant. It was crawling along my shoe. I named him Toby, and we were quite close until I accidentally stepped on him.

Stop making me laugh. My sides hurt.

Poor little Toby. My own li'l friend.

LATER

Found a dictionary.

Friend:

1. A person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.

2. A person who gives assistance; patron; supporter.

If that's the case, then I guess Sonic's a friend after all.

Aww, I knew you'd come round eventually!

I guess Tails is a friend too. And the Chaotix. Not sure about Amy.

That's not nice! Amy's your friend.

Hmm...Hawk counts as a friend too, though he was kind of annoying.

Who's Hawk?

I went to see him a few times actually, after finding the red Chaos Emerald. Going to visit him was better than going to visit Chris.

Ohhh! Is Hawk that random guy with the bowl-and-scissors haircut who versed Tails in the battle thingy back on Chris' world! That's who he was, right? He was a FRIEND of yours? Whoah.

He was nice to me, but...he was kinda hands-on. He kept putting an arm around me and stuff, even after I told him I didn't really like people touching me.

Man Knux, that sounds so wrong! I know what you mean, but using the term 'hands-on' gave me some disturbing visuals.

He had the biggest appetite I've ever seen, too! I mean, he just kept eating and eating and eating...and he tried to get me to eat and eat and eat too! He taught me to use chopsticks, though, which was good.

I never got the hang of using those things. Tails tried to teach me once, but I just ended up making a mess of food all over the place.

So, now I've written about my 'friends'...I don't have much else to write about. My life is so boring.

Yep. Yep, it is.

SUNDAY 3

What is the point of stairs? A ramp, or as Tails calls it, an 'inclined plane', is much easier to climb up and down. And, you don't fall down it as much!

You have a point, me friend.

Yup, today I fell down those stupid stairs! And it's not the first time! Anyway, I stupidly put out my wrist in an attempt to stop my fall, and I landed hard on it, and now my wrist really hurts. Hmph.

Poor you. You should now by know to roll when you fall. You probably just panicked or something.

...Um, I'm not helping, am I?

I was innocently walking when this stupid fly started buzzing around my face. I got up, swatted at it, and BAM! Down the stairs I go. And the worst bit is, I have no one to rant about it to, 'cept this stupid diary!

Dude...I feel bad for laughing about 'Toby' now. You really have no one, as in NO ONE at all to talk to up there, except for random ants. And then Toby died. I probably shouldn't have been laughing at that...it's kinda sad. Okay, I'm gonna make a point of visiting you more often from now on, okay?

Luckily it was my left wrist, and I'm right handed...so I can still write about it. I guess that's some consolation.

I'd advise you to put ice on it, but I don't think you have ice up there. I mean, you don't have a fridge.

And now it's starting to rain! Just great! I'd better pack up before these pages get wet.

Do you have an umbrella up there? Maybe that can be your next birthday present! A fridge and an umbrella!

MONDAY 4

Well, it's stopped raining, for one. I guess that's something to write about- the weather.

Oh please. The weather's, like, the most BORING thing you could write about!

Whoever designed the Master Emerald shrine was...well, not to be disrespectful to my ancestors, but they were kinda...um,...not-as-smart-as-they-could-have-been.

In other words, downright stupid.

When it rains, I can go inside, or sit out in the rain.

If I go inside, I can't keep an eye on the Emerald! Anyone can just come up and steal it! If I stay out, I get wet!

Ah, but when your ancestors were around, there might have been more than one of them guarding that thing. So, they may have taken turns sitting out in the rain and staying in. That's my theory, but I dunno, it's not like I study Echidna history or anything.

My wrist feels much better today, which is good.

That is indeed good.

So, what do I write about now? Stuff I like? Well...I like grapes. And I like the Master Emerald. And I like beating Sonic and Storm at stuff.

Gee thanks.

And I like card games, but the only one I know how to play is solitaire.

That's sad, man.

Stuff I don't like? Rouge, Sonic-being-annoying, Storm-being-annoying, Eggman, ummm Chris Thorndyke, and fizzy drinks.

What have you got against Chris? He never did anything to you!

Stuff I downright hate is...ummm...I can't think of anything off the top of my head, but...um, Storm called me 'punk'! I hate it! And I also hate people who make fun of my ancestors.

Why does he call you 'punk' anyway? Cause of your dreads?

TUESDAY 5

Well. Sonic came over today

I AM AWESOME! And I am in your diary!

and gave me something called a 'warhead'. He told me to eat it, so I did.

HAH!

Seriously, it was SO SOUR and fizzy and uuuugh! I HATED it! But I ate it anyway, to show up Sonic.

The things you do to try and look better than me.

I don't understand how Sonic and Tails eat all those strange foods down there. Like those things called 'jelly babies'. It's rather gruesome, eating something in the shape of a baby.

But...but they taste NICE!

Anyway, after Sonic left...I ran laps around the island for lack of anything else to do.

Shouldn't you have been sitting watching your big rock?

Once Hawk asked me what I did all day, back on Mobius. I told him, "I lie in front of the Master Emerald, chew on a leaf and watch the clouds." Well, I've stopped doing that now, for several reasons.

Oh, do share.

1. There haven't been that many clouds lately.

2. The weather's been really hot, and the ground in front of the M.E. gets all sizzly. I have no desire to be flame grilled.

3. Last week I accidentally started chewing a bit of poison ivy, and now I'm a bit nervous about putting leaves in my mouth.

Okay, commenting time!

1. Didn't your other diary entry mention rain? Rain = clouds, my friend.

2. Flame grilled. Nice choice of words.

3. 'Nervous' ehh? Not scared, never scared, are you? Serves you right for chewing on random leaves in the first place. Why don't you eat JELLY BABIES instead?

Now my hand is starting to get sore from all this writing, so I'm gonna stop.

Permanently?

Y'know, I think the others are convinced that I have no fingers. Just cause I never take my mittens off around them. It's quite amusing actually.

Wait...so you DO have fingers? THE WORLD AS I KNOW IT IS COLLAPSING!

WEDNESDAY 6

The utter joy of Wednesday.

Oh yes, Wednesdays are a great cause for celebration.

Let's see...the Master Emerald is still big and green and shiny. I am still the only person up here. Ehh, Wednesday is NO DIFFERENT from ANY OTHER DAY OF THE WEEK!

You can stop with the capital letters now, Knux. I must say, you write very long entries. I mean, I thought Amy's were long until I read yours.

On Wednesdays, I do EXACTLY THE SAME THING I DO EVERY OTHER DAY OF THE WEEK!

Okay, stop picking on poor Wednesday now. It's not nice!

At least the clouds have come back. I saw one this morning that reminded me of Rouge's chest.

...you shouldn't think stuff like that, Knux. I mean, I know you're sixteen and old enough to think about that stuff, but man, I always thought you were the one with the 'innocent mind' and all! No wait, that was Tails.

Um, I'm just confusing myself. Forget I said/wrote all that, okay? Just...that was a disturbing thing you wrote about that cloud, man.

Clouds remind me of Sonic's head. They're big, fluffy, and there's nothing inside them.

Hey!

Wait, there's water in clouds, right? So...Sonic's head is full of water?

NO! NOT WATER!

Y'know...Sonic reminds me of cotton candy.

Will you QUIT WRITING THIS STUFF ABOUT ME? I didn't write mean stuff about you in MY diary!

...man, I don't even know what cotton candy is.

You don't? Whoaaahhhh.

But Sonic reminds me of it anyway.

Next time you come off your boring-floaty-island-thingy, remind me to take you to get cotton candy. Then, you will realise that it is NOTHING LIKE ME!

...why am I taking offense to that, anyway? Cotton candy's nice! So...thanks for the compliment!

It's kind of random, you just suddenly writing that about me. But seriously, COTTON CANDY? Where'd that come from?

THURSDAY 7

Hmm, lemmee see...nup, no change in the Master Emerald. It's still big and green and very shiny.

...I guess that makes today, THURSDAY, exactly the same as YESTERDAY, WEDNESDAY!

Yup, you got that right.

I wonder what it would be like to be big and green and shiny. Vector probably knows.

...you are really random. Why are you so serious all the time? If you SAID random things, like the random things you write in your diary, then the world would be a much more amusing place.

You never talk, y'know. You just growl and snap at us.

...okay, that wasn't very nice of me. SOMETIMES you talk. But still, you're a very different person in writing, my friend.

Speaking of Vector, the other day he came up here and wanted to spit polish the Master Emerald. I think that's his way of apologizing for the time he knocked me out with air freshener or something, scribbled all over my face then got Espio to drag me around pretending to attack Cosmo. Or something like that. I'm not sure exactly what happened, cause I was out cold.

I have no idea what you're talking about, but I'm assuming this is something that happened on the Blue Typhoon, when Cosmo was still alive.

Anyway, I wouldn't let him, because I don't want his drool to get all over my emerald.

That would be tragic, wouldn't it.

Anyway, then Vector and I talked a while. Apparently, Charmy is into heavy metal, and it's disrupting Espio's meditation.

I feel for Espio.

Espio reminds me of me. He sits around drinking tea and meditating. I sit around eating grass and...well, not meditating, THINKING.

Yep, thinking about how I REMIND YOU OF COTTON CANDY!

When did the grass-eating start, I wonder? I can't really remember. I guess I got hungry and couldn't be bothered going to get something to eat, so I just ate whatever was closest, which happened to be grass. Now I eat grass all the time. It tastes surprisingly good.

That's kinda scary. You 'ate whatever was closest'. If I had been standing next to you, would you have eaten ME?

I think I might have found a way to stop global warming. If every one starts eating grass instead of normal food, there won't be all that mass-production

Ooh, you know a big word!

going on and creating waste. Then there will be less pollution, and people will not have to buy food, and they will have more money to spend on helping nature.

'Helping the environment', not 'helping nature'.

Also, people won't have to use lawnmowers any more.

But on the downside, there won't be any food for the cows, and they'll all die, and beef pies will cease to exist.

I never thought I'd use this word to describe you, but some of the things you right are kinda, um, 'cute'? Like that little 'I can stop global warming' thing. Ugh. Not really 'cute', more 'innocent'. I mean seriously, people aren't just gonna suddenly stop eating normal food and switch to grass! I mean, a world without chilli dogs? NEVERRR!

Just...forget I used the word 'cute', okay?

FRIDAY 8

Hmm...today I learned something very interesting.

Tell me.

Sonic revealed that Tails is not really yellow! He is gray, but dyes himself blonde! I mean...WOW!

Knux...I was joking.

At first I thought he was lying, but why would he randomly lie to me? Plus, he's Tails' best friend, he ought to know the kid's natural fur colour.

Why would I randomly lie to you? To see if you would fall for it, duh! You're so gullible, man.

But then again, Sonic tricks me about a lot of things...so now I'm confused. I never know how to tell whether someone's lying or not! Tails once told me I don't have a 'social sense' or something. I think that means I can't read people's expressions to tell when they're not telling the truth, or feeling guilty, and stuff like that. Tails said it was because I lived alone for so long and don't know how to read people's faces.

I asked him if there was a cure for it, and he said very solemnly that he wasn't sure.

Stop it! You're making me feel guilty for tricking you so many times! Just to confirm- Tails does NOT dye his fur! It's naturally yellow. I was lying, kay? Sorry.

SATURDAY 9

I've been writing in this thing for a week and a day.

So you have. You're probably the most consistent writer, out of you, Ames and I.

Today was 'hug a red head day' or something stupid like that.

It's not stupid! It's fun!

Just about everyone I know kept coming up and trying to hug me. Hmph. Who thinks of these stupid days? Probably some dork who has no life and wants others to suffer death-by-hugging.

Hugs are good things, my friend.

I got some consolation from the fact that Sally was probably suffering just as much as me.

Some people actually LIKE being hugged, Mr I-go-all-stiff-whenever-anyone-tries-hugging-me.

I dunno if Shadow counts as a 'red-head'.

He doesn't.

Technically he should, since he has a red stripe over the top of his quills.

Meh. He still doesn't.

I let Cream hug me, anyway. She's very sweet.

Of course she is! She's six and very cute. Very-cute-six-year-old = sweet.

She has such a high pitched voice though. Sometimes I wonder if she's constantly inhaling helium.

No, she's not, and that's not a very nice thing to say. Although I did write something about Tails and Rouge's voices in my diary.

The worst two were Rouge and Big. Rouge cause she tried kissing me as well as hugging me. Her lipstick tastes funny. I wonder if it's poisonous.

Of course it isn't! Who, in their right mind, puts poison all over their lips! Then again, who ever said Rouge was in her right mind...

Big because he pretty much broke all my ribs, and my spine too.

I feel your pain. Amy does the same to me every day.

However, now this stupid 'hug a red-head day' is over, I am safe for another year.

I remember, you punched me when I tried to hug you. That hurt. I had a bruise on my stomach for ages.

SUNDAY 10

Sundays are fun days, a wise person once said.

Actually, Vector said that, and he's not exactly wise...

You should put that 'sundays are fun days' thing on a magnet! Y'know, those little square magnets with funny sayings that they sell in the newsagents...? No. I don't think you know.

For breakfast...I had grass! Mmm.

'Mmm' for you, maybe. Not for the rest of us.

It was a pretty cold day, actually. Vanilla once knitted me a scarf, but...I think she made it too long. It dragged along on the ground behind me, and eventually I tripped over it and hurt myself. That scarf was dangerous, man.

I wonder if you wrote about Amy and Cream's dangerous brownies...? That's probably later on in the diary.

This pen I'm writing with is running low on ink.

I can tell, your messy writing is kinda faint in places.

I'll probably have to leave the island to go get another one. The things I do for you, diary. You'll have to pay me back one day.

It's a DIARY, Knux. It CAN'T pay you back.

...wait, you were joking about that, right? Right. Just...ignore me.

I wonder what Sonic eats for breakfast? Chilli dogs, most likely.

Toast too, sometimes. Why do I keep popping up in your diary?

Sonic and Tails. Tails and Sonic. The joy of best friends.

Uh huh.

Amy has Rouge. Cream has Cheese. I have...the Master Emerald. HAH! Some friend. I do everything for it. It does nothing much for me.

I thought you LOVED that thing, dude. The way you go on about it...I got the impression it was, like, the love of your life or something. Sometimes, you write about it like you really HATE it. What's up with that?

I guess Hawk's kinda my 'best friend'. Not much good, is it? Considering we're in different worlds now.

This 'Hawk' chap crops up in your dairy quite a lot, doesn't he?

MONDAY 11

It's about four in the morning. I think. Well I dunno, I don't have a clock up here.

Don't you have a sun dial or something? I dunno.

I'm writing this from the light of the Master Emerald. Oh, the joy of waking-up-early-and-being-unable-to-go-back-to-sleep.

Joy indeed! It happens to me all the time. And you shouldn't write in such dim light, you'll hurt your eyes.

Angel Island is really weird at night. I can always see the moon, since the island's so high up, and everything is lit with a kind of eerie white light. It's always so quiet too. Once, Sonic made me sleep over at Tails' place, and I couldn't sleep all night because the refrigerator was making a funny humming sound. I was worried it might blow up.

Dude, it ALWAYS makes that sound! You get used to it after a while.

Hmm! I just found another ant! In fact there's a whole line of them wandering along the shrine into a crack.

How very fascinating.

Ants are lucky. They know exactly why they have to do- get food, bring it to the queen ant. That's all they have to do, every day, for the rest of their lives, and I don't think they ever tire of it.

Every one, including me, just assumes I'm gonna guard this big rock for the rest of my life. I mean, what else CAN I do? I can't just leave it unguarded!

Yes you could. You could get Tails to build you a security system or something.

That's why I get so mad at Sonic all the time, I guess. He can go anywhere and do anything he wants, and I'm just stuck here. Hmph.

Wait...you're JEALOUS of me? Whooooah. I never saw things that way.

TUESDAY 12

Note to self. Women wearing high heels give painful kicks.

I'm assuming Rouge will feature in this entry.

Today, Rouge came over and tried to steal the Master Emerald. Again.

She just never gives up, does she?

She was wearing the highest heels I've ever seen a woman in. How does she WALK in those things? It must be like standing on the very tips of your toes, ALL THE TIME! How uncomfortable is that?

Women are indeed strange creatures.

Anyway, she kicked me really hard and sent me flying, and her stupid high heel gave me a long cut all down my chest. It hurt, man.

Poor you.

I chased her off though. She's the most annoying creature that ever walked Mobius. And why does she wear SO MUCH MAKE UP all the time? Is her real face THAT ugly? One day, I wanna see her without all the paint on her face. I bet I won't recognize her.

You're a funny guy, Knuckles. You're kinda weird too. No offense.

WEDNESDAY 13

Today Rouge came back, and was very angry. She yelled a lot, then randomly became sad and started crying. I told Sonic, and he said she might be approaching 'that time of the month'.

Did I really say that? Wow.

I had NO idea what he meant, but I just nodded and tried to act like I understood. What 'time of the month' is this?

Wow. You sure are clueless, my friend.

But then, Sonic says a lot of things that don't make sense. Like, instead of saying 'run', he'll say something like "Let's make like an orange and juice!" I mean, what's with that? It takes longer to say, and sometimes he really confuses me.

It's a saying, Knux. Like, 'juice' means run, and, like 'orange juice'? Ummm...such as, "Let's make like a strawberry and jam." or "Let's make like an atom and split." They all basically mean 'run', but...it sounds cooler to say it this way.

Anyway, I decided to ask Amy what Sonic meant by 'that time of the month', and she went all red and hit me! This 'time of the month' thing must be something really serious. Wow.

You're so innocent, me little red friend.

THURSDAY 14

Storm is annoying, but he provides with me with some amusement in my rather monotonous life.

Ha. Ha ha. Haaa.

...don't ask why I just wrote that. I just felt like writing something random.

Today he came up here and started telling me all about how he swallowed a grandfather clock. Apparently it chimes at irregular hours and wakes Jet and Wave up every night.

...that's so random.

I don't believe him. I mean, yeah, he's big, but how can you swallow a whole CLOCK? Ridiculous. I might be trusting, but I'm not stupid.

Gullible, Knux. The word is GULLIBLE, not trusting.

FRIDAY 15

I am so pissed off right now.

...oh my.

Stupid batgirl came up here and tried taking my emerald again, which ruined my whole day. I was TRYING to take a nap since I didn't get much sleep last night, but noooo she had to come up and wake me up and now I'm SO TIRED! So now I'm going to sleep.

...Nyuk nyuk nyuk.

SATURDAY 16

Gragh. Guess I was wrong about Storm.

So...he DID swallow a clock?

Today he came up again and told me he seriously had swallowed a clock. I put my ear against his stomach, and I swear I could hear it ticking! Wow!

Wow indeed! That's kinda disturbing though. I mean, is it gonna sit in his stomach forever? What will happen when it, um, passes through...?

Anyway, while there I was standing right up close to him, and he took the opportunity to grab me, pin me up against a tree and refuse to let me go until I said something like 'Storm is the awesomest and is stronger than me' or something similarly unoriginal.

Unoriginal indeed! I wish people would be more creative sometimes.

I think Storm has an unfair advantage. I mean, I'm stronger than him

Of course you are, Knux. Of course you are.

but he's about a foot taller and twice as heavy. Hmph. So...we're about evenly matched in a fight, but if he sits on me or something, it's kinda hard to get him off.

...so, did you end up saying 'Storm is the awesomest' or what?

SUNDAY 17:

Oh joy! It's the fun day again. NOT!

Someone's in a bad mood.

MONDAY 18:

So, today I woke up feeling completely MISERABLE for no apparent reason. It was a really gloomy day for some reason, then it started raining.

Hmm, quite the setting for some sort of angsty scene, no?

Life really sucks right now so I'm gonna go punch something.

...that was...blunt...well I hope punching 'something' makes you feel better. As long as that 'something' isn't me. Uh huh.

TUESDAY 19:

Encyclopedea

Enciclopedaea

Encyclopaedea

Encyclopedia

Enciclopedia

The fourth one's right, Knux.

THURSDAY 20:

I lost this stupid book yesterday, which is why I didn't write.

Haaa.

Today Cream came up here to play, since it was raining down there but not up here.

Haha. When it rains down here, we can all go up there to shelter.

Only she was skipping (like, with a rope) and fell and scraped her knee and cried. Then Cheese started crying too, for no apparent reason.

Cheese feels Cream's pain, dude.

So I ended up having to take her down, and her mother gave me a funny look. I don't think she trusts me.

Aw, Vanilla trusts you! Like you wrote earlier, you just, um, 'don't know how to read people's faces'. She was probably smiling and you thought it was a grimace. Or something.

FRIDAY 21:

Fell down those blasted stairs AGAIN today! I think I need a slippery when wet sign.

Uhm...

MONDAY 22:

Yak yadda blah yak yah. What do you think I did today?

Sit and stare at the Master Emerald?

I stood and stared at the Master Emerald.

AGH! Off by ONE WORD! Darn it.

TUESDAY 23:

I'm getting kinda bored with this thing.

Lemme guess, you're gonna take a break for like six months?

But I guess I'll keep writing in it. It's not like I have anything better to do.

...oh.

WEDNESDAY 24:

Okay, what's up with the ultra-messier-than-usual handwriting on this entry?

I'm trying to learn to write with my left hand. It's kinda hard when your gloves have no fingers. Meh.

...okaaay...

THURSDAY 25:

Haaa. Idiots like Storm make me laugh.

Heheh.

Today he came up here and tried to get me to listen to his clock again. This is roughly what happened.

I said, "Storm, I'm not gonna fall for that again. You'll just grab me."

He said, "No seriously, I swear it's about to chime."

I said, "I'm not as stupid as you seem to think I am."

He said, "Yes you are."

I said, "No I'm not."

He said, "Yes you are you little squirt."

Okay hang on a sec Knux. What's with all the 'he said' 'I said'. Can't you have a bit of variety? 'I'm not as stupid as you seem to think I am!' I yelled angrily. He smirked at me. 'Yes you are'.

THAT is good writing. Your writing...is not good.

I said, "I'm not little you moron, you're just abnormally big."

He said, "Are you calling me fat?"

Seriously, the 'he said' 'I said' is starting to REALLY annoy me now.

I said, "Big doesn't mean the same as fat."

He said, "Yes it does."

I said, "Get a dictionary and check."

And then he actually LEFT to go get one. Moron. I laughed, then I felt kinda disappointed, cause I was bored and wanted to fight.

Okaaay...

To be continued...

Thanks for reading. Reviews are most appreciated.