The Ghost part 5
"So what your trying to say, Nut Boy; is that a dead girlfriend of yours came back in a dream and asked you to save her aunt from the Yeerks?" Rachel asked the next day at Cassie's barn. Then she added, "It's unbelievable enough you even had a girlfriend." I had told them what I had found in the diary and what F. B. had asked me to do in the dream. I had also brought the book with me to show them I was not lying or going insane.
< Ah, yes, my people has something like this, I forget the name of it. I do believe it's what started the ravage ritual.> Ax said. Cassie's Mom and dad were not home, so he could run around in his normal (but that's not what I would call it) body.
"And?" Rachel asked.
"And what?" I answered her. "And how are we going to get F. B.'s aunt a way from the Yeerks, duh?" Always one with the plan, isn't she? We all turned to Jake for what he would say.
< I don't understand something > Tobias said from his look out spot. "You don't understand a lot of things Bird-Boy." I said. Gee, I guess F. B.'s death really did get me out of my normal routine.
"What don't you understand?" Cassie asked cleaning up some raccoon "stuff" I really don't want to describe.
< Why did the Yeerks wait so long to get F. B.'s aunt?> Come to think of it. . .
Ax said answering our question.
"Then that's why they killed F. B.?" Cassie asked, coming over to our little group. I turned to Jake, now noticing that he have been very quiet.
"So mighty leader. What do we do now?"
"Now? Now we plan." There the words that almost always ended up in me half way to me dying at an early age.
"They'll strike when she is at her weakness, when she can't stand to live any more or when she is reminded of her loss." Cassie said.
"That's right, F. B.'s funeral is this Friday." I said reminded of the tear-stained card I got in the mail telling me of when it would be and where.
"They'll hit before or after, definitely not during it." Jake said, the wheels already working in his mind.
"Hold on a minute, if F. B.'s aunt told you she would never write again, the why would the Yeerks even want her any more?" Rachel asked, normally it would be me asking that. But right then all I wanted to do was get what F. B. asked me to do done.
"She still can draw people, and if they shove a Yeerk in her head, they can make her write like it or not." Cassie said.
We planned, saying that we would go to the funeral and make sure that nothing happen to F. B.'s aunt. That was our plan. That easy, huh? Not.
"So what your trying to say, Nut Boy; is that a dead girlfriend of yours came back in a dream and asked you to save her aunt from the Yeerks?" Rachel asked the next day at Cassie's barn. Then she added, "It's unbelievable enough you even had a girlfriend." I had told them what I had found in the diary and what F. B. had asked me to do in the dream. I had also brought the book with me to show them I was not lying or going insane.
< Ah, yes, my people has something like this, I forget the name of it. I do believe it's what started the ravage ritual.> Ax said. Cassie's Mom and dad were not home, so he could run around in his normal (but that's not what I would call it) body.
"And?" Rachel asked.
"And what?" I answered her. "And how are we going to get F. B.'s aunt a way from the Yeerks, duh?" Always one with the plan, isn't she? We all turned to Jake for what he would say.
< I don't understand something > Tobias said from his look out spot. "You don't understand a lot of things Bird-Boy." I said. Gee, I guess F. B.'s death really did get me out of my normal routine.
"What don't you understand?" Cassie asked cleaning up some raccoon "stuff" I really don't want to describe.
< Why did the Yeerks wait so long to get F. B.'s aunt?> Come to think of it. . .
"Then that's why they killed F. B.?" Cassie asked, coming over to our little group.
"So mighty leader. What do we do now?"
"Now? Now we plan." There the words that almost always ended up in me half way to me dying at an early age.
"They'll strike when she is at her weakness, when she can't stand to live any more or when she is reminded of her loss." Cassie said.
"That's right, F. B.'s funeral is this Friday." I said reminded of the tear-stained card I got in the mail telling me of when it would be and where.
"They'll hit before or after, definitely not during it." Jake said, the wheels already working in his mind.
"Hold on a minute, if F. B.'s aunt told you she would never write again, the why would the Yeerks even want her any more?" Rachel asked, normally it would be me asking that. But right then all I wanted to do was get what F. B. asked me to do done.
"She still can draw people, and if they shove a Yeerk in her head, they can make her write like it or not." Cassie said.
We planned, saying that we would go to the funeral and make sure that nothing happen to F. B.'s aunt. That was our plan. That easy, huh? Not.