Chapter7
When I got there, Sam had already got a respectable amount of junk out. I landed and demorphed.
"I thought your clothes didn't morph with you?" Sam wondered.
"I know, but I was only sleeping in my 'morphing outfit'. It is skintight and somehow is involved in the morphing. I don't get it, but it works." I walked inside and put on some of the old, baggy clothes on. "Better?"
"I guess. I really didn't care."
"Oh well. Cassie, Rachel, and Whitney will be here soon. They apparently have some plans for getting at Chapman."
"I knew that. We talked about it when we got my blades. Speaking of which, are they still around?"
"Yeah, but they are hidden here somewhere."
"You mean you don't know"
"Oh I know, but they are hidden."
"Yes, we have come to that conclusion. Where are they?"
"Under some boards in that corner." I pointed to the corner opposite the door.
"Good."
We began to clean out some junk when I saw Whitney's head poke through the door. I just about hit her. "Oops." I said. She ducked and it missed.
"I come over to help, and you throw junk at me." She said. "I feel like I'm not welcome."
"Don't worry Whit, you are more than welcome." I reassured her.
"So, what needs to be done?" Rachel asked.
"We need to get rid of all this excess junk and wood laying around. Then we need to arrange the rest in an organized way so that we still have room." Sam told her.
Cassie stepped up, "Well, the place isn't going to clean itself, let's get going." We all started.
After about a half hour of straight work, we had all the loose boards and garbage in a five foot tall pile outside the door. The little one acre meadow was nice and sunny. I didn't want to burn all that wood here, so I decided to make a nice little sandpit behind the house in the bush. I understand that you are getting confused, but there was a one acre or so meadow out front of the building, and a bush surrounding the back. In front, meadow. Sides and back, trees, and lots of them. It was a nice little setup. Worthy of being called home.
I stood outside for a long time looking at the front of the house. I was thinking about how much nicer it would be if we could paint it black or blue or something. Just then, Rachel came out of the house and asked me what I was thinking.
"I wasn't sure at first, but I've decided we can't paint this place up and make it look good... at least on the outside." I explained to her.
"You know, you are taking this way too easily. Just a week ago, you lost your life, and now you are getting into this whole nature thing? I don't get it."
I sighed. "I know, but you have to understand, my life will b better out her than it ever was in that house. Plus, I have always wanted to live out in the forest. I think it will be good for building character." I said.
She shook her head slowly and started to walk back inside the house. Then she stopped. "You know, sam is taking it really well too, but for different reasons. But do us all a favour and don't put too much stress on yourself. We all have enough on our plated as it is."
I heard a fluttering in the trees. {S'up?} Tobias asked.
"Not a whole lot, just doing some autumn spring cleaning." Rachel answered. "Where were you?"
Come to think of it, I had completely forgotten that Tobias wasn't there when I got back. "You know what, Tobias, you need to be louder. I hadn't even noticed that you were gone."
{I am very, very sneaky. Anyway, I was confirming with Jake about our plans.}
"Yeah, we came here to tell you about the plans with Melissa. Come on inside." he went in and I followed her, Tobias on my shoulder.
When I got there, Sam had already got a respectable amount of junk out. I landed and demorphed.
"I thought your clothes didn't morph with you?" Sam wondered.
"I know, but I was only sleeping in my 'morphing outfit'. It is skintight and somehow is involved in the morphing. I don't get it, but it works." I walked inside and put on some of the old, baggy clothes on. "Better?"
"I guess. I really didn't care."
"Oh well. Cassie, Rachel, and Whitney will be here soon. They apparently have some plans for getting at Chapman."
"I knew that. We talked about it when we got my blades. Speaking of which, are they still around?"
"Yeah, but they are hidden here somewhere."
"You mean you don't know"
"Oh I know, but they are hidden."
"Yes, we have come to that conclusion. Where are they?"
"Under some boards in that corner." I pointed to the corner opposite the door.
"Good."
We began to clean out some junk when I saw Whitney's head poke through the door. I just about hit her. "Oops." I said. She ducked and it missed.
"I come over to help, and you throw junk at me." She said. "I feel like I'm not welcome."
"Don't worry Whit, you are more than welcome." I reassured her.
"So, what needs to be done?" Rachel asked.
"We need to get rid of all this excess junk and wood laying around. Then we need to arrange the rest in an organized way so that we still have room." Sam told her.
Cassie stepped up, "Well, the place isn't going to clean itself, let's get going." We all started.
After about a half hour of straight work, we had all the loose boards and garbage in a five foot tall pile outside the door. The little one acre meadow was nice and sunny. I didn't want to burn all that wood here, so I decided to make a nice little sandpit behind the house in the bush. I understand that you are getting confused, but there was a one acre or so meadow out front of the building, and a bush surrounding the back. In front, meadow. Sides and back, trees, and lots of them. It was a nice little setup. Worthy of being called home.
I stood outside for a long time looking at the front of the house. I was thinking about how much nicer it would be if we could paint it black or blue or something. Just then, Rachel came out of the house and asked me what I was thinking.
"I wasn't sure at first, but I've decided we can't paint this place up and make it look good... at least on the outside." I explained to her.
"You know, you are taking this way too easily. Just a week ago, you lost your life, and now you are getting into this whole nature thing? I don't get it."
I sighed. "I know, but you have to understand, my life will b better out her than it ever was in that house. Plus, I have always wanted to live out in the forest. I think it will be good for building character." I said.
She shook her head slowly and started to walk back inside the house. Then she stopped. "You know, sam is taking it really well too, but for different reasons. But do us all a favour and don't put too much stress on yourself. We all have enough on our plated as it is."
I heard a fluttering in the trees. {S'up?} Tobias asked.
"Not a whole lot, just doing some autumn spring cleaning." Rachel answered. "Where were you?"
Come to think of it, I had completely forgotten that Tobias wasn't there when I got back. "You know what, Tobias, you need to be louder. I hadn't even noticed that you were gone."
{I am very, very sneaky. Anyway, I was confirming with Jake about our plans.}
"Yeah, we came here to tell you about the plans with Melissa. Come on inside." he went in and I followed her, Tobias on my shoulder.